Dio. 'Tis Agamemnon's with, and great Achilles Doth long to fee unarm'd the valiant Hector. Het. Eneas, call my brother Troilus to me: And fignifie this loving interview To the expectors of our Trojan part : Defire them home. Give me thy hand, my Coufin: name; But for Achilles, mine own fearching eyes Aga. Worthy of arms! as welcome, as to one But that's no welcome: understand more clear, But in this extant moment, faith and troth, From heart of very heart, great Hector, welcome. You brace of warlike brothers, welcome hither. Ene. The noble Menelaus. Heft. O-you, my lord-by Mars his gauntlet, thanks. Mock not, that I affect th' untraded oath ; Hea. Hell. O, pardon-I offend. 6 Neft. I have, thou gallant Trojan, feen thee oft, Labouring for deltiny, make cruel way Through ranks of Greekish youth; and I have feen thee, As hot as Perfeus, fpur thy Phrygian steed, And I have feen thee paufe, and take thy breath, He&t. Let me embrace thee, good old chronicle, That haft fo long walk'd hand in hand with time: Moft reverend Neftor, I am glad to clasp thee. Neft. I would, my arms could match thee in contention, As they contend with thee in courtesie. Het. I would, they could. Neft. By this white beard, I'd fight with thee to morrow. Well, welcome, welcome; I have feen the time- Ulyf Ulyf. Sir, I foretold you then what would enfue: My prophefie is but half his journey yet ; For yonder walls, that pertly front your town, Muft kifs their own feet. Hect. I must not believe you: There they ftand yet; and, modeftly I think, Ulyf. So to him we leave it. Molt gentle, and most valiant Hector, welcome; To feaft with me, and fee me at my Tent. Achil. I fhall foreftal thee, lord Ulyffes;thou! Now, Hector, I have fed mine eyes on thee; I have with exact view perus'd thee, Hector, And quoted joint by joint. Helt. Is this Achilles? Achil. I am Achilles. Het. Stand fair, I pr'ythee, let me look on thee. Achil. Behold thy fill. Het. Nay, I have done already. Achil. Thou art too brief. I will the fecond time, As I would buy thee, view thee, limb by limb. Helt. O, like a book of fport thou'lt read me o'er : But there's more in me, than thou understand'ft. Why doft thou fo opprefs me with thine eye? Achil. Tell me, you heav'ns, in which part of his Shall I destroy him? whether there, or there, Think'ft Think'st thou to catch my life fo pleasantly, Helt. Wert thou the Oracle to tell me fo, Ajax. Do not chafe thee, cousin ; And you, Achilles, let thefe threats alone, Helt. I pray you, let us fee you in the field: Achil. Doft thou intreat me, Hector? Helt. Thy hand upon that match. Aga. First, all you Peers of Greece, go to my Tent, There in the full convive you; afterwards, As Hector's leifure and your bounties fhall Concur together, feverally intreat him To tafte your bounties: let the trumpets blow; That this great foldier may his welcome know. [Exeunt. SCENE SCENE X. Manent Troilus and Ulyffes. Troi. My lord Ulyffes, tell me, I beseech you, Ulyf. At Menelaus' Tent, moft princely Troilus Troi. Shall I, fweet lord, be bound to thee fo much, After you part from Agamemnon's Tent, To bring me thither? Ulyf. You fhall command me, Sir: Troi. O Sir, to fuch as boasting fhew their scars, [Exeunt. A CT V. SCENE I. Before Achilles's Tent, in the Grecian Camp. Enter Achilles and Patroclus. ACHILLES. 'LL heat his blood with Greekish wine to night, Which with my fcimitar I'll cool to morrow. Patroclus, let us feaft him to the height. Patr. Here comes Therfites. Enter |