Act 5, Scene 10
Another part of the plain
- [Enter AENEAS, PARIS, ANTENOR, and DEIPHOBUS.]
- Aeneas
- 3342 Stand, ho! yet are we masters of the field.
- 3343 Never go home; here starve we out the night.
- [Enter TROILUS.]
- Troilus
- 3344 Hector is slain.
- All
- 3345 Hector! The gods forbid!
- Troilus
- 3346 He's dead, and at the murderer's horse's tail,
- 3347 In beastly sort, dragg'd through the shameful field.
- 3348 Frown on, you heavens, effect your rage with speed.
- 3349 Sit, gods, upon your thrones, and smile at Troy.
- 3350 I say at once let your brief plagues be mercy,
- 3351 And linger not our sure destructions on.
- Aeneas
- 3352 My lord, you do discomfort all the host.
- Troilus
- 3353 You understand me not that tell me so.
- 3354 I do not speak of flight, of fear of death,
- 3355 But dare all imminence that gods and men
- 3356 Address their dangers in. Hector is gone.
- 3357 Who shall tell Priam so, or Hecuba?
- 3358 Let him that will a screech-owl aye be call'd
- 3359 Go in to Troy, and say there 'Hector's dead.'
- 3360 There is a word will Priam turn to stone;
- 3361 Make wells and Niobes of the maids and wives,
- 3362 Cold statues of the youth; and, in a word,
- 3363 Scare Troy out of itself. But, march away;
- 3364 Hector is dead; there is no more to say.
- 3365 Stay yet. You vile abominable tents,
- 3366 Thus proudly pight upon our Phrygian plains,
- 3367 Let Titan rise as early as he dare,
- 3368 I'll through and through you. And, thou great-siz'd coward,
- 3369 No space of earth shall sunder our two hates;
- 3370 I'll haunt thee like a wicked conscience still,
- 3371 That mouldeth goblins swift as frenzy's thoughts.
- 3372 Strike a free march to Troy. With comfort go;
- 3373 Hope of revenge shall hide our inward woe.
- [Enter PANDARUS.]
- Pandarus
- 3374 But hear you, hear you!
- Troilus
- 3375 Hence, broker-lackey. Ignominy and shame
- 3376 Pursue thy life and live aye with thy name!
- [Exeunt all but PANDARUS.]
- Pandarus
- 3377 A goodly medicine for my aching bones! world! world! thus
- 3378 is the poor agent despis'd! traitors and bawds, how earnestly are
- 3379 you set a-work, and how ill requited! Why should our endeavour be
- 3380 so lov'd, and the performance so loathed? What verse for it? What
- 3381 instance for it? Let me see—
- Pandarus
- 3382 Full merrily the humble-bee doth sing
- 3383 Till he hath lost his honey and his sting;
- 3384 And being once subdu'd in armed trail,
- 3385 Sweet honey and sweet notes together fail.
- Pandarus
- 3386 Good traders in the flesh, set this in your painted cloths.
- 3387 As many as be here of pander's hall,
- 3388 Your eyes, half out, weep out at Pandar's fall;
- 3389 Or, if you cannot weep, yet give some groans,
- 3390 Though not for me, yet for your aching bones.
- 3391 Brethren and sisters of the hold-door trade,
- 3392 Some two months hence my will shall here be made.
- 3393 It should be now, but that my fear is this,
- 3394 Some galled goose of Winchester would hiss.
- 3395 Till then I'll sweat and seek about for eases,
- 3396 And at that time bequeath you my diseases.
- [Exit.]