Act 1, Scene 3
The Grecian camp. Before AGAMEMNON'S tent
- [Sennet. Enter AGAMEMNON, NESTOR, ULYSSES, DIOMEDES, MENELAUS, and others.]
- Agamemnon
- 414 Princes,
- 415 What grief hath set these jaundies o'er your cheeks?
- 416 The ample proposition that hope makes
- 417 In all designs begun on earth below
- 418 Fails in the promis'd largeness; checks and disasters
- 419 Grow in the veins of actions highest rear'd,
- 420 As knots, by the conflux of meeting sap,
- 421 Infects the sound pine, and diverts his grain
- 422 Tortive and errant from his course of growth.
- 423 Nor, princes, is it matter new to us
- 424 That we come short of our suppose so far
- 425 That after seven years' siege yet Troy walls stand;
- 426 Sith every action that hath gone before,
- 427 Whereof we have record, trial did draw
- 428 Bias and thwart, not answering the aim,
- 429 And that unbodied figure of the thought
- 430 That gave't surmised shape. Why then, you princes,
- 431 Do you with cheeks abash'd behold our works
- 432 And call them shames, which are, indeed, nought else
- 433 But the protractive trials of great Jove
- 434 To find persistive constancy in men;
- 435 The fineness of which metal is not found
- 436 In fortune's love? For then the bold and coward,
- 437 The wise and fool, the artist and unread,
- 438 The hard and soft, seem all affin'd and kin.
- 439 But in the wind and tempest of her frown
- 440 Distinction, with a broad and powerful fan,
- 441 Puffing at all, winnows the light away;
- 442 And what hath mass or matter by itself
- 443 Lies rich in virtue and unmingled.
- Nestor
- 444 With due observance of thy godlike seat,
- 445 Great Agamemnon, Nestor shall apply
- 446 Thy latest words. In the reproof of chance
- 447 Lies the true proof of men. The sea being smooth,
- 448 How many shallow bauble boats dare sail
- 449 Upon her patient breast, making their way
- 450 With those of nobler bulk!
- 451 But let the ruffian Boreas once enrage
- 452 The gentle Thetis, and anon behold
- 453 The strong-ribb'd bark through liquid mountains cut,
- 454 Bounding between the two moist elements
- 455 Like Perseus' horse. Where's then the saucy boat,
- 456 Whose weak untimber'd sides but even now
- 457 Co-rivall'd greatness? Either to harbour fled
- 458 Or made a toast for Neptune. Even so
- 459 Doth valour's show and valour's worth divide
- 460 In storms of fortune; for in her ray and brightness
- 461 The herd hath more annoyance by the breeze
- 462 Than by the tiger; but when the splitting wind
- 463 Makes flexible the knees of knotted oaks,
- 464 And flies fled under shade—why, then the thing of courage
- 465 As rous'd with rage, with rage doth sympathise,
- 466 And with an accent tun'd in self-same key
- 467 Retorts to chiding fortune.
- Ulysses
- 468 Agamemnon,
- 469 Thou great commander, nerve and bone of Greece,
- 470 Heart of our numbers, soul and only spirit
- 471 In whom the tempers and the minds of all
- 472 Should be shut up—hear what Ulysses speaks.
- 473 Besides the applause and approbation
- 474 The which,
- [To AGAMEMNON]
- Ulysses
- 475 most mighty, for thy place and sway,
- [To NESTOR]
- Ulysses
- 476 And, thou most reverend, for thy stretch'd-out life,
- 477 I give to both your speeches—which were such
- 478 As Agamemnon and the hand of Greece
- 479 Should hold up high in brass; and such again
- 480 As venerable Nestor, hatch'd in silver,
- 481 Should with a bond of air, strong as the axle-tree
- 482 On which heaven rides, knit all the Greekish ears
- 483 To his experienc'd tongue—yet let it please both,
- 484 Thou great, and wise, to hear Ulysses speak.
- Agamemnon
- 485 Speak, Prince of Ithaca; and be't of less expect
- 486 That matter needless, of importless burden,
- 487 Divide thy lips than we are confident,
- 488 When rank Thersites opes his mastic jaws,
- 489 We shall hear music, wit, and oracle.
- Ulysses
- 490 Troy, yet upon his basis, had been down,
- 491 And the great Hector's sword had lack'd a master,
- 492 But for these instances:
- 493 The specialty of rule hath been neglected;
- 494 And look how many Grecian tents do stand
- 495 Hollow upon this plain, so many hollow factions.
- 496 When that the general is not like the hive,
- 497 To whom the foragers shall all repair,
- 498 What honey is expected? Degree being vizarded,
- 499 Th' unworthiest shows as fairly in the mask.
- 500 The heavens themselves, the planets, and this centre,
- 501 Observe degree, priority, and place,
- 502 Insisture, course, proportion, season, form,
- 503 Office, and custom, in all line of order;
- 504 And therefore is the glorious planet Sol
- 505 In noble eminence enthron'd and spher'd
- 506 Amidst the other, whose med'cinable eye
- 507 Corrects the ill aspects of planets evil,
- 508 And posts, like the commandment of a king,
- 509 Sans check, to good and bad. But when the planets
- 510 In evil mixture to disorder wander,
- 511 What plagues and what portents, what mutiny,
- 512 What raging of the sea, shaking of earth,
- 513 Commotion in the winds! Frights, changes, horrors,
- 514 Divert and crack, rend and deracinate,
- 515 The unity and married calm of states
- 516 Quite from their fixture! O, when degree is shak'd,
- 517 Which is the ladder of all high designs,
- 518 The enterprise is sick! How could communities,
- 519 Degrees in schools, and brotherhoods in cities,
- 520 Peaceful commerce from dividable shores,
- 521 The primogenity and due of birth,
- 522 Prerogative of age, crowns, sceptres, laurels,
- 523 But by degree, stand in authentic place?
- 524 Take but degree away, untune that string,
- 525 And hark what discord follows! Each thing melts
- 526 In mere oppugnancy: the bounded waters
- 527 Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores,
- 528 And make a sop of all this solid globe;
- 529 Strength should be lord of imbecility,
- 530 And the rude son should strike his father dead;
- 531 Force should be right; or, rather, right and wrong—
- 532 Between whose endless jar justice resides—
- 533 Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
- 534 Then everything includes itself in power,
- 535 Power into will, will into appetite;
- 536 And appetite, an universal wolf,
- 537 So doubly seconded with will and power,
- 538 Must make perforce an universal prey,
- 539 And last eat up himself. Great Agamemnon,
- 540 This chaos, when degree is suffocate,
- 541 Follows the choking.
- 542 And this neglection of degree it is
- 543 That by a pace goes backward, with a purpose
- 544 It hath to climb. The general's disdain'd
- 545 By him one step below, he by the next,
- 546 That next by him beneath; so ever step,
- 547 Exampl'd by the first pace that is sick
- 548 Of his superior, grows to an envious fever
- 549 Of pale and bloodless emulation.
- 550 And 'tis this fever that keeps Troy on foot,
- 551 Not her own sinews. To end a tale of length,
- 552 Troy in our weakness stands, not in her strength.
- Nestor
- 553 Most wisely hath Ulysses here discover'd
- 554 The fever whereof all our power is sick.
- Agamemnon
- 555 The nature of the sickness found, Ulysses,
- 556 What is the remedy?
- Ulysses
- 557 The great Achilles, whom opinion crowns
- 558 The sinew and the forehand of our host,
- 559 Having his ear full of his airy fame,
- 560 Grows dainty of his worth, and in his tent
- 561 Lies mocking our designs; with him Patroclus
- 562 Upon a lazy bed the livelong day
- 563 Breaks scurril jests;
- 564 And with ridiculous and awkward action—
- 565 Which, slanderer, he imitation calls—
- 566 He pageants us. Sometime, great Agamemnon,
- 567 Thy topless deputation he puts on;
- 568 And like a strutting player whose conceit
- 569 Lies in his hamstring, and doth think it rich
- 570 To hear the wooden dialogue and sound
- 571 'Twixt his stretch'd footing and the scaffoldage—
- 572 Such to-be-pitied and o'er-wrested seeming
- 573 He acts thy greatness in; and when he speaks
- 574 'Tis like a chime a-mending; with terms unsquar'd,
- 575 Which, from the tongue of roaring Typhon dropp'd,
- 576 Would seem hyperboles. At this fusty stuff
- 577 The large Achilles, on his press'd bed lolling,
- 578 From his deep chest laughs out a loud applause;
- 579 Cries 'Excellent! 'tis Agamemnon just.
- 580 Now play me Nestor; hem, and stroke thy beard,
- 581 As he being drest to some oration.'
- 582 That's done—as near as the extremest ends
- 583 Of parallels, as like Vulcan and his wife;
- 584 Yet god Achilles still cries 'Excellent!
- 585 'Tis Nestor right. Now play him me, Patroclus,
- 586 Arming to answer in a night alarm.'
- 587 And then, forsooth, the faint defects of age
- 588 Must be the scene of mirth: to cough and spit
- 589 And, with a palsy-fumbling on his gorget,
- 590 Shake in and out the rivet. And at this sport
- 591 Sir Valour dies; cries 'O, enough, Patroclus;
- 592 Or give me ribs of steel! I shall split all
- 593 In pleasure of my spleen.' And in this fashion
- 594 All our abilities, gifts, natures, shapes,
- 595 Severals and generals of grace exact,
- 596 Achievements, plots, orders, preventions,
- 597 Excitements to the field or speech for truce,
- 598 Success or loss, what is or is not, serves
- 599 As stuff for these two to make paradoxes.
- Nestor
- 600 And in the imitation of these twain—
- 601 Who, as Ulysses says, opinion crowns
- 602 With an imperial voice—many are infect.
- 603 Ajax is grown self-will'd and bears his head
- 604 In such a rein, in full as proud a place
- 605 As broad Achilles; keeps his tent like him;
- 606 Makes factious feasts; rails on our state of war
- 607 Bold as an oracle, and sets Thersites,
- 608 A slave whose gall coins slanders like a mint,
- 609 To match us in comparisons with dirt,
- 610 To weaken and discredit our exposure,
- 611 How rank soever rounded in with danger.
- Ulysses
- 612 They tax our policy and call it cowardice,
- 613 Count wisdom as no member of the war,
- 614 Forestall prescience, and esteem no act
- 615 But that of hand. The still and mental parts
- 616 That do contrive how many hands shall strike
- 617 When fitness calls them on, and know, by measure
- 618 Of their observant toil, the enemies' weight—
- 619 Why, this hath not a finger's dignity:
- 620 They call this bed-work, mapp'ry, closet-war;
- 621 So that the ram that batters down the wall,
- 622 For the great swinge and rudeness of his poise,
- 623 They place before his hand that made the engine,
- 624 Or those that with the fineness of their souls
- 625 By reason guide his execution.
- Nestor
- 626 Let this be granted, and Achilles' horse
- 627 Makes many Thetis' sons.
- [Tucket.]
- Agamemnon
- 628 What trumpet? Look, Menelaus.
- Menelaus
- 629 From Troy.
- [Enter AENEAS.]
- Agamemnon
- 630 What would you fore our tent?
- Aeneas
- 631 Is this great Agamemnon's tent, I pray you?
- Agamemnon
- 632 Even this.
- Aeneas
- 633 May one that is a herald and a prince
- 634 Do a fair message to his kingly eyes?
- Agamemnon
- 635 With surety stronger than Achilles' an
- 636 Fore all the Greekish heads, which with one voice
- 637 Call Agamemnon head and general.
- Aeneas
- 638 Fair leave and large security. How may
- 639 A stranger to those most imperial looks
- 640 Know them from eyes of other mortals?
- Agamemnon
- 641 How?
- Aeneas
- 642 Ay;
- 643 I ask, that I might waken reverence,
- 644 And bid the cheek be ready with a blush
- 645 Modest as Morning when she coldly eyes
- 646 The youthful Phoebus.
- 647 Which is that god in office, guiding men?
- 648 Which is the high and mighty Agamemnon?
- Agamemnon
- 649 This Troyan scorns us, or the men of Troy
- 650 Are ceremonious courtiers.
- Aeneas
- 651 Courtiers as free, as debonair, unarm'd,
- 652 As bending angels; that's their fame in peace.
- 653 But when they would seem soldiers, they have galls,
- 654 Good arms, strong joints, true swords; and, Jove's accord,
- 655 Nothing so full of heart. But peace, Aeneas,
- 656 Peace, Troyan; lay thy finger on thy lips.
- 657 The worthiness of praise distains his worth,
- 658 If that the prais'd himself bring the praise forth;
- 659 But what the repining enemy commends,
- 660 That breath fame blows; that praise, sole pure, transcends.
- Agamemnon
- 661 Sir, you of Troy, call you yourself Aeneas?
- Aeneas
- 662 Ay, Greek, that is my name.
- Agamemnon
- 663 What's your affair, I pray you?
- Aeneas
- 664 Sir, pardon; 'tis for Agamemnon's ears.
- Agamemnon
- 665 He hears nought privately that comes from Troy.
- Aeneas
- 666 Nor I from Troy come not to whisper with him;
- 667 I bring a trumpet to awake his ear,
- 668 To set his sense on the attentive bent,
- 669 And then to speak.
- Agamemnon
- 670 Speak frankly as the wind;
- 671 It is not Agamemnon's sleeping hour.
- 672 That thou shalt know, Troyan, he is awake,
- 673 He tells thee so himself.
- Aeneas
- 674 Trumpet, blow loud,
- 675 Send thy brass voice through all these lazy tents;
- 676 And every Greek of mettle, let him know
- 677 What Troy means fairly shall be spoke aloud.
- [Sound trumpet.]
- Aeneas
- 678 We have, great Agamemnon, here in Troy
- 679 A prince called Hector-Priam is his father—
- 680 Who in this dull and long-continued truce
- 681 Is resty grown; he bade me take a trumpet
- 682 And to this purpose speak: Kings, princes, lords!
- 683 If there be one among the fair'st of Greece
- 684 That holds his honour higher than his ease,
- 685 That seeks his praise more than he fears his peril,
- 686 That knows his valour and knows not his fear,
- 687 That loves his mistress more than in confession
- 688 With truant vows to her own lips he loves,
- 689 And dare avow her beauty and her worth
- 690 In other arms than hers-to him this challenge.
- 691 Hector, in view of Troyans and of Greeks,
- 692 Shall make it good or do his best to do it:
- 693 He hath a lady wiser, fairer, truer,
- 694 Than ever Greek did couple in his arms;
- 695 And will to-morrow with his trumpet call
- 696 Mid-way between your tents and walls of Troy
- 697 To rouse a Grecian that is true in love.
- 698 If any come, Hector shall honour him;
- 699 If none, he'll say in Troy, when he retires,
- 700 The Grecian dames are sunburnt and not worth
- 701 The splinter of a lance. Even so much.
- Agamemnon
- 702 This shall be told our lovers, Lord Aeneas.
- 703 If none of them have soul in such a kind,
- 704 We left them all at home. But we are soldiers;
- 705 And may that soldier a mere recreant prove
- 706 That means not, hath not, or is not in love.
- 707 If then one is, or hath, or means to be,
- 708 That one meets Hector; if none else, I am he.
- Nestor
- 709 Tell him of Nestor, one that was a man
- 710 When Hector's grandsire suck'd. He is old now;
- 711 But if there be not in our Grecian mould
- 712 One noble man that hath one spark of fire
- 713 To answer for his love, tell him from me
- 714 I'll hide my silver beard in a gold beaver,
- 715 And in my vantbrace put this wither'd brawn,
- 716 And, meeting him, will tell him that my lady
- 717 Was fairer than his grandame, and as chaste
- 718 As may be in the world. His youth in flood,
- 719 I'll prove this truth with my three drops of blood.
- Aeneas
- 720 Now heavens forfend such scarcity of youth!
- Ulysses
- 721 Amen.
- Agamemnon
- 722 Fair Lord Aeneas, let me touch your hand;
- 723 To our pavilion shall I lead you, first.
- 724 Achilles shall have word of this intent;
- 725 So shall each lord of Greece, from tent to tent.
- 726 Yourself shall feast with us before you go,
- 727 And find the welcome of a noble foe.
- [Exeunt all but ULYSSES and NESTOR.]
- Ulysses
- 728 Nestor!
- Nestor
- 729 What says Ulysses?
- Ulysses
- 730 I have a young conception in my brain;
- 731 Be you my time to bring it to some shape.
- Nestor
- 732 What is't?
- Ulysses
- 733 This 'tis:
- 734 Blunt wedges rive hard knots. The seeded pride
- 735 That hath to this maturity blown up
- 736 In rank Achilles must or now be cropp'd
- 737 Or, shedding, breed a nursery of like evil
- 738 To overbulk us all.
- Nestor
- 739 Well, and how?
- Ulysses
- 740 This challenge that the gallant Hector sends,
- 741 However it is spread in general name,
- 742 Relates in purpose only to Achilles.
- Nestor
- 743 True. The purpose is perspicuous even as substance
- 744 Whose grossness little characters sum up;
- 745 And, in the publication, make no strain
- 746 But that Achilles, were his brain as barren
- 747 As banks of Libya—though, Apollo knows,
- 748 'Tis dry enough—will with great speed of judgment,
- 749 Ay, with celerity, find Hector's purpose
- 750 Pointing on him.
- Ulysses
- 751 And wake him to the answer, think you?
- Nestor
- 752 Why, 'tis most meet. Who may you else oppose
- 753 That can from Hector bring those honours off,
- 754 If not Achilles? Though 't be a sportful combat,
- 755 Yet in this trial much opinion dwells
- 756 For here the Troyans taste our dear'st repute
- 757 With their fin'st palate; and trust to me, Ulysses,
- 758 Our imputation shall be oddly pois'd
- 759 In this vile action; for the success,
- 760 Although particular, shall give a scantling
- 761 Of good or bad unto the general;
- 762 And in such indexes, although small pricks
- 763 To their subsequent volumes, there is seen
- 764 The baby figure of the giant mas
- 765 Of things to come at large. It is suppos'd
- 766 He that meets Hector issues from our choice;
- 767 And choice, being mutual act of all our souls,
- 768 Makes merit her election, and doth boil,
- 769 As 'twere from forth us all, a man distill'd
- 770 Out of our virtues; who miscarrying,
- 771 What heart receives from hence a conquering part,
- 772 To steel a strong opinion to themselves?
- 773 Which entertain'd, limbs are his instruments,
- 774 In no less working than are swords and bows
- 775 Directive by the limbs.
- Ulysses
- 776 Give pardon to my speech.
- 777 Therefore 'tis meet Achilles meet not Hector.
- 778 Let us, like merchants, show our foulest wares
- 779 And think perchance they'll sell; if not, the lustre
- 780 Of the better yet to show shall show the better,
- 781 By showing the worst first. Do not consent
- 782 That ever Hector and Achilles meet;
- 783 For both our honour and our shame in this
- 784 Are dogg'd with two strange followers.
- Nestor
- 785 I see them not with my old eyes. What are they?
- Ulysses
- 786 What glory our Achilles shares from Hector,
- 787 Were he not proud, we all should wear with him;
- 788 But he already is too insolent;
- 789 And it were better parch in Afric sun
- 790 Than in the pride and salt scorn of his eyes,
- 791 Should he scape Hector fair. If he were foil'd,
- 792 Why, then we do our main opinion crush
- 793 In taint of our best man. No, make a lott'ry;
- 794 And, by device, let blockish Ajax draw
- 795 The sort to fight with Hector. Among ourselves
- 796 Give him allowance for the better man;
- 797 For that will physic the great Myrmidon,
- 798 Who broils in loud applause, and make him fall
- 799 His crest, that prouder than blue Iris bends.
- 800 If the dull brainless Ajax come safe off,
- 801 We'll dress him up in voices; if he fail,
- 802 Yet go we under our opinion still
- 803 That we have better men. But, hit or miss,
- 804 Our project's life this shape of sense assumes—
- 805 Ajax employ'd plucks down Achilles' plumes.
- Nestor
- 806 Now, Ulysses, I begin to relish thy advice;
- 807 And I will give a taste thereof forthwith
- 808 To Agamemnon. Go we to him straight.
- 809 Two curs shall tame each other: pride alone
- 810 Must tarre the mastiffs on, as 'twere their bone.
- [Exeunt.]