stay without and know his duty Exit Aiax Duty Oh you gods Ha in what Dialect spake hee that language Which Greece yet neuer knew wee owe to him I 'le after him and dragge him from his Tent And teach the insolent manners Giue mee way Ulisses thou and all the world shal know That saue the obedience that I owe the gods And duty to my father Telamon Aiax knowes none no not to Agamemnon For what hee hath of mee 's my courtesie What hee claimes else or the proud'st Greeke that breaths I 'le pay him in the poor'st and basest scorne Contempt was ere exprest in Vlis. Aiax you are too bold with great Achilles You beare your selfe more equall then you ought With one so trophy'd Aia. Bold oh my merits Are you so soone forgot why King of Ithaca What hath this Toy aboue so talkt of done Sauing slaine Hector which at best receiu'd Was but scarse fairely which the common tongues Voyces with base aduantage Vlis. Yes Prince Troilus Surnam'd the second Hector lyeth imbak'd In his cold blood slayne by Achilles hand The streame of glory now runnes all towards him Achilles lookes for 't Aiax Aia. But when Achilles slumbred in his Tent Or waking with his Lute courted the ayre Then Aiax did not beare himselfe too bold With this great Champion when I sau'd our Fleete From Hectors wild-fire I deseru'd some prayse But then your tongues were mute Vlis. You in these times Did not affect ostent but still went on But Thetis sonne lookes for a world of sound To spread his attributes Aia. The proud Achilles Shall not out-shine me long in the next battaile If to kill Troians bee to dim his prayse I 'le quench his luster by my bloody rayes Enter Agamemnon Achilles Diomed Menelaus and Paris c. Pa. Shall I returne that answere to King Priam Achi. Say in the morning we will visite him So beare our kind regreetes to Hecuba Aia. But will Achilles trust himselfe with Priam Whose warlike sonnes were by his valour slaine Achi. Priam is honourable see here 's his hand His Queene religious and behold her name Polixena deuine reade here her vowes Honor religions and diuinity All ioyntly promising Achilles safety Paris you heare our answere so returne it Pa. We shal receiue Achilles with al honor Exit Mene. Were I Achilles and had slaine great Hector With valiant Troilus Priams best lou'd sonnes I for the brightest Lady in all Asia Would not so trust my person with the father Achi. I am resolu'd Vlysses you once told mee Priam would sleepe if Troilus once were slayne Ulyss. And I dare gage my life the reuerent King Intends no treason to Achilles person But meerely by this honourable League To draw our warlike Champion from the field Achi. But we 'le deceiue his hopes feare not great Kings When to my Tent I bring Polixena The sooner Troy lyes leuell with the ground You vnderstand me Lords shall I intreate you Associate me vnto the sacred Temple Of Diuine Phaebus Aga. In me these Kings shall answere wee in peace Will bring Achilles to Apolloes shrine Prouided Priam ere we enter Troy Will giue vs hostage for our safe returne Achi. My honour'd hand with his Exeunt Enter Paris and Hecuba Hecu. Oh Paris till Achilles lye as dead As did thy brother Hector at his feete His body hackt with as many wounds As was thy brother Troilus when he fell I neuer neuer shall haue peace with Heauen Or take thee for their brother or my sonne Par. Mother I hate Achilles more then you But I haue heard hee is invulnerable His mother Thetis from the Oracle Receiuing answere hee should dye at Troy Being yet a childe and to preuent that fate She dipt him in the Sea all saue the heele These parts she drencht remayne impenetrable But what her dainty hand forbore to drowne As loath to feele the coldnesse of the waue That and that onely may bee pierc'd with steele Now since I know his fellow Kings intend To be his guard to Illium what 's my rage Or this my weapon to destroy a Prince Whose flesh no sword can bite off Hecu. Haue I not heard thee Paris praise thy selfe For skill in Archery haue I not seene A shaft sent leuell from thy constant hand Command the marke at pleasure maist not thou With such an arrow and the selfe-same bow Wound proud Achilles in that vndrencht part And by his heele draw lines blood from his heart Par. Well thought on the rare cunning of this hand None saue the powers immortall can with stand When in the Temple hee shall thinke to imbrace My sister Polixena I le strike him there The Greekes are entred Troy Let 's fill the trayne To auoyde suspect and now my shaft and bow Greece from my hand receiue thine ouerthrow Enter at one doore Priam Hecuba Paris Aeneas Antenor Deiphobus Hellena and Polixena At the other Agamemnon Achilles Menelaus Vlisses Diomed Thersites and Aiax They interchange imbraces Polixena is giuen to Achilles c. Pri. Though the dammage you haue done to Troy Might cease our armes and arme our browes with wrath Yet with a smooth front and heart vnfeigned Now bid Achilles welcome welcome all Before these Kings and in the sight of Hellen The dearest of my daughters Polixen I tender thee on to Apolloes shrine The flamin stayes these nuptiall rights once past You of our best varieties shall taste Exeunt Paris fetcheth his Bow and arrowes Par. My bow now thou great god of Archery The Patron of our action and our vowes Direct my shaft to wound bright Thetis sonne And let it not offend thy deity That in thy Temple I exhaust his blood Without respect of place reuenge seemes good Exit A great crye within Enter Paris Par. T is done Achilles bleedes immortal powers Clap hands and smile to see the Greeke fall dead By whom the valiant Hectors blood was shed Enter all the Troians and the Greekes bringing in Achilles with an arrow through his heele Aga. Priam thou hast dishonourably broake The Lawes of Armes Pri. By all the gods I vowe I was a stranger to this horrid act It neuer came from Priam Vlyss. Call for your Surgeon then to stop his wound Mene. For if hee dye it will be registred For euer to thy shame Pri. A Surgeon there Achi. It is in vaine for liue that god of Physicke We Grecians honor in a Serpents shape He could not stanch my blood know fellow Kings My mother Thetis by whose heauenly wisdome My other parts were made invulnerable Could not of all the gods obtayne that grace But that my blood vented as now it is The wound should be incureable what Coward That durst not looke Achiles in the face Hath found my liues blood in this speeding place Par. 'T was I 't was Paris Aiax 'T was a milke-sop then Diom. A Traytor to all Valour Par. Did not this bleeding Greeke kil valiant Hector Incompast with his Guard of Mermidons
's worth the keeping Par. Then of force Shee must be worth the fetching Hect. Fetch her that list my reuerent King and father If you pursue this expedition By the vntaunted honor of these armes that liue imblazon'd on my burnish't shield It is without good cause and I deuine Of all your flourishing line by which the Gods haue rectified your fame aboue all Kings Not one shal liue to meate your Sepulchre Or trace your funerall Heralds to the Tombes Of your great Ancestours oh for your honour Take not vp vniust Armes Aene. Prince Hectors words Will draw on him the imputation Of feare and cowardesie Troi. Fie brother Hector If our Aunts rape and Troyes destruction̄ Bee not reueng'd their seuerall blemishes The aged hand of Time can neuer wipe From our succession 'T will be registred That all King Priams sonnes saue one were willing And forward to reuenge them on the Greekes Onely that Hector durst not Hect. Ha durst not didst thou say effeminate boy Go get you to your Sheepe-hooke and your Scrip Thou look'st not like a Souldier there 's no fire Within thine eyes nor quills vpon thy chinne Tell me I dare not go rise get you gone Th' art fitter for young Oenons company Then for a bench of souldiers here comes one Antenor is returned Enter Antenor Pri. Welcome Antenor what 's the newes from Greece Ante. Newes of dishonour to the name of Priam Your Hignesse Sister faire Hesione Esteem'd there as a strumpet and no Queene After complaint when I propos'd your Maiesty would fetch her thence perforce had you but seene With what disdainefull pride and bitter taunts They tost my threats 't would haue inflam'd your spleene With more then common rage neuer was Princesse So basely vs'd neuer Embassadour With such dishonour sent from Princes Court As was then from that of Telamons Of Agamemnons and the Spartan Kings Priam. I shall not dye in peace if these disgraces Liue vnreueng'd Hect. By Ioue wee 'le fetch her thence Or make all populous Greece a Wildernesse Paris a hand wee are friends now Greece shall finde And thou shalt know what mighty Hector dares When all th' vnited Kings in Armes shall rue This base dishonour done to Priams blood Par. Heare Gracious sir my dreame in Ida Mount Beneath the shadow of a Cedar sleeping Celestiall Iuno Venus and the Goddesse Borne from the braine of mighty Iupiter These three present me with a golden Ball On which was writ Detur pulcherrimae Giue 't to the fairest Iuno proffers wealth Scepters and Crownes saith she will make me rich Next steps forth Pallas with a golden Booke Saith reach it me I 'le teach the Litterature Knowledge and Arts make thee of all most wise Next smiling Venus came with such a looke Able to rauish mankinde thus bespake mee Make that Ball mine the fairest Queene that breathes I 'le in requitall cast into thine armes How can I stand against her golden smiles When beautie promist beauty shee preuayl'd To her I gaue the prise with which shee mounted Like to a Starre from earth shott vp to Heauen Now if in Greece as some report be Ladies Peerelesse for beauty wherefore might not Paris By Venus ayde sayle hence to Grecia And quit the rape of faire Hesione By stealing thence the Queene most beautifull That feedes vpon the honey of that ayre Pri. That amorous Goddesse borne vpon the waues Assist thee in thy voyage we will rigge A royall fleete to waft thee into Greece Aeneas with our sonne Deiphobus And other Lords shall beare thee company What thinke our sonnes Hector and Troylus Of Paris expedition Hect. As an attempt the Heauens haue cause to prosper Go brother Paris if thou bring'st a Queene Hector will be her Champion then let 's see What Greeke dare fetch her hence Pri. Straight giue order To haue his Fleet made ready Enter Cassandra with her haire about her eares Cassan. Stay Priam Paris cease stay Troian Peeres To plot your vniuersall ouerthrow What hath poore Troy deseru'd that you should kindle flames to destroy it Pa. What intends Cassandra Cass. To quench bright burning Troy to secure thee To saue old Priam and his fifty sonnes The royal'st issue that e're King I enioy'de To keepe the reuerent haires of Hecuba From being torne off by her owne sad hands Pri. Cassandra's madde Cass. You are mad all Troy is madde And railes before it's ruine Hect. What would my sister Cass. Stay this bold youth my brother who by water Would sayle to bring fire which shall burne all Troy Stay him oh stay him ere these golden roofes Melt o're our heads before these glorious Turrets Bee burnt to ashes Ere cleare streames Simois Runne with bloud royall and Scamander Plaine In which Troy stands bee made a Sepulchre To bury Troy and Troians Pri. Away with her some false deuining spirit Enuying the honour we shall gaine from Greece Would trouble our designements Hect. Royall sir Cassandra is a Vestall Prophetesse And consecrate to Pallas oft inspir'd Then lend her gracious audience Troil. So let our Aunt Bee still a slaue in Greece and wee your sonnes Bee held as cowards Aene. Let Antenors wrongs Bee basely swallowed and the name of Troy Be held a word of scorne Cass. Then let Troy burne Let the Greekes clap their hands and warme themselues At this bright Bone-fire dream'd not Hecuba The night before this fatall Youth was borne That shee brought forth a fire-brand Hecu. 'T is most true Cass. And when King Priam to the Preist reueal'd This ominous dreame hee with the Gods consulted And from the Oracle did this returne That the Childe borne should stately Illion burne Par. And well the Prophet guest for my desire To visit Greece burnes with a quenchlesse fire Not from this flaming brand shall I be free Till I haue left rich Troy and Sparta see Cass. Yet Hecuba ere thou thy Priam loose And Priam ere thou loose thy Hecuba Pri. Away with her Cass. Why speakes not in this case Andromache Thou shalt loose a Hector who 's yet thine Why good Aeneas dost thou speech forbeare Thou hop'st in time another Troy to reare When this is sackt and therefore thou standst mute All strooke with silence none assist my suite Pri. Force her away and lay her fast in hold Cass. Then Troy no Troy but ashes and a place Where once a Citty stood poore Priam thou That shalt leaue fatherlesse fifty faire sonnes And this thy fruitfull Queene a desolate widdow And Ilium now no Pallace for a King But a confused heape of twice burnt bricke They that thy beauty wondred shall admire To see thy Towers defac'd with Greekish fire Exit Pri. Thou art no Sibill but from fury speak'st Not inspiration we reguard thee not Come valiant sonnes wee 'le first prepare our ships And with a royall Fleete well rigg'd to sea Seeke iust reuenge for faire Hesione Exeunt omnes manet Paris to him Oenon who in his going out Plucks her backe Oen.
Know you not mee Par. Who art thou Oen. View mee well And what I am my lookes and teares will teach thee Par. Oenon what brought thee hither Oen. To see Ida bare Of her tall Cedars to see shipwrights square The trunks of new feld Pines Asking the cause So many Hatchets Hammers Plowes and Sawes Were thither brought They gan mee thus to greete With these tall Cedars we must build a fleete For Paris who in that must sayle to Greece To fetch a new wife thence Par. And my faire Oenon Know that they told truth for 't is decreed Euen by the Gods behest that I should speed Vpon this new aduenture The Gods all That made mee iudge to giue the golden Ball Harke harke the Saylers cry aboard aboard The Winde blowes faire fare-well Oenon. Heare me one word By our first loue by all our amorous kisses Courtings imbraces and ten thousand blesses I coniure thee that thou in Troy may'st stay Par. They cry aboard and Paris must away Oen. What need'st thou plowe the seas to seeke a wife Hauing one here to hazard thy sweete life Seeking a Strumpet through warres fierce alarmes And haue so kind a wife lodg'd in thine armes Par. Sweete Oenon stay me not vnclaspe thine hold Oen. Not for Troyes crowne or all the Sun-gods Gold Canst thou oh canst thou thy sweete life indanger And leaue thine owne wife to seeke out a stranger Pa. I can farewell Oen. Oh yet a little stay Pa. Let go thine hold or I shall force my way Oen. Oh do but looke on me yet once againe Though now a Prince thou wast an humble swaine And then I was thine Oenon Oh sad fate I craue thy loue I couet not thy state Still I am Oenon still thou Paris are The selfe-same man but not the selfe-same heart Par. Vntie or I shall breake thy charming band Neptune assist my course thou Ioue my hand Exit Oen. Most cruell most vnkind hadst thou thus said The night before thou hadst my Maiden-head I had beene free to chuse and thou to wiue Not widdowed now my husband still aliue Enter King Menelaus King Diomed Thersites a Lord Embassadour with Attendants Mene. King Diomed Sparta is proud to see you Your comming at this time 's more seasonable In that wee haue imployment for your wisedome And royall valour Diom. The Christian Scepter now in contrauersie As this Embassadour hath late inform'd Despising that vsurping hand which long Hath against Law and Iustice swayd and borne it Offers it selfe to your protection Is it not so my Lord Embassa. You truely vnderstand our Embasie Ther. Menelaus Mene. What saith Thersites Ther. That Heauen hath many Starres in 't but no eyes And cannot see desert The Goddesse Fortune Is head-winkt why else should she proffer thee Another Crowne that hath one Grand Sir Ioue What a huge heape of businesse shalt thou haue Hauing another Kingdome being in Creete Sparta will go to wracke being in Sparta Creete will to ruine To haue more then these Such a bright Lasse as Hellen Hellen oh 'Must haue an eye to her too fie fie fie Poore man how thou 'lt bee pusl'd Mene. Why thinkes Thersites my bright Hellens beauty Is not with her faire vertues equaliz'd Ther. Yes I thinke so and Hellen is an asse But thou beleeu'st so too Diom. Thersites is a rayler Ther. No I disclaim 't I am a Counsellor I haue knowne a fellow matcht to a faire wife That hath had ne're a Kingdome thou hast two To looke to scarce a house thou many Pallaces Hee scarce a Page and thou a thousand seruants Yet hee hauing no more yet had too much To looke to one faire wife Diom. Were not the King Well grounded in the vertues of his Queene Thy words Thersites might set odds betwixt them Mene. My Hellen therein am I happiest Know Diomed her beauty I preferre Before the Crownes of Sparta and of Creete Musicke I know my Lady then is comming Musicke within To giue kind welcome to King Diomed Strowe in her way sweete powders burne Perfume And where my Hellen treads no feete presume Ther. 'T were better strowe horne-shauings Enter Hellen with waiting Gentlewomen and Seruants Hel. 'T is told ys this Embassadour doth stay To take my husband my deare Lord away Men. True Hellen 't is a Kingdome calls me hence Hel. A Kingdome hath your Hellen such small grace That you preferre a Kingdome 'fore her face You value me too cheape and doe not know The worth and value of the face you owe Ther. I had rather haue a good Calues face Hese. Theseus that in my non-age did assaile mee And being too young for pastime thence did haile me Hee to haue had the least part of your blisse Oft proffered mee a Kingdome for a kisse You surfeit in your pleasures swimme in sport But sir from henceforth I shall keepe you short Dio. Faire Queene 't is honour calls him hence away Hel. What 's that to Hellen if shee 'le haue him stay Say I should weepe at parting which I feare Some for ten Kingdomes would not haue a teare Fall from his Hellens eye but hee 's vnkind And cares not though I weepe my bright eyes blind Enter a Spartan Lord Sp. L. Great King we haue discouer'd from the shoare A gallant Fleete of ships that with full sayle Make towards the Port Mene. What number Sp. L. Some two and twenty Sayle Men. Discouer them more amply and make good the Hauen against them till we know th' intent of their arriue Sp. L. My Royall Lord I shall Men. Embassadour this busines once blowne o're You shall receiue your answer instantly Hel. You shall not goe and leaue your Hellen here Can I a Kingdome gouerne in your absence And guide so rude a people as yours is How shall I doe my Lord when you are gone So many bleake cold nights to lye alone Y'haue vs'd mee so to fellowship in bed That should I leaue it I should soone be dead Troth I shall neuer indure it Men. My sweete Hellen Was neuer King blest with so chaste a wife Enter the Spartan Lord Men. The newes whence is their Fleete Sp. L. From Troy Men. The Generall Sp. L. Priams sonne Men. Their expedition Sp. L. To seeke aduentures and strange Lands abroad And though now weather-beat yet brauer men More rich in Iewells costlier araide Or better featur'd ne're eye beheld Especially the Prince their Generall Paris of Troy one of King Priams sonnes Hel. Brauer then these our Lacedemons are Sp. L. Madam by much Hel. How is the Prince of Troy To Menelaus mighty Spartans King Sp. L. Prince Menelaus is my Soueraigne Madam But might I freely speake without offence Excepting Menelaus neuer breath'd A brauer Gallant then the Troian Prince Men. What Intertainment shall wee giue these strangers Hel. What but the choyce that Lacedemon yeelds If they come braue our brauery let vs show That what our Sparta yeelds their Troy may know Let them not say they
Diomed at which they make a stand Aga. Princes what answere touching Hellena Dio. What answere but dishonourable tearme Contempt and scorne pearcht on their leaders browes By Ioue I thought they would haue slaine vs both If euer Hellen bee redeem'd from thence But by the sacke of Troy say Diomed Is no true souldier Vlyss. Euen in the King There did appeare such high maiesticke scorne Of threatned ruine that I thinke himselfe Will put on Armes and meete vs in the field Wee linger time great Agamemnon march That we may buckle with the pride of Troy Aga. Priam so insolent his sonnes so braue To intertaine so great Embassadours With such vngentle vsage Achil. They haue a Knight cal'd Hector on whose valour They build their proud defiance if I meete him Now by the azurd Armes of that bright goddesse From whom I am descended with my sword I 'le loppe that limbe off and inforce their pride Fall at Achilles feete Hector and I Must nor both shine at once in warres bright Skie Aiax When they both meete the greater dimme the lesse Great Generall march Aiax indures not words So well as blowes in a field glazd with swords Enter to them in Armes Priam Hector Troilus Paris Aeneas Antenor Deiphobus c. Pri. Calchas a Traitour Par. And amongst the Greekes Hect. Base runagate wretch when we their Tents surprise As Hector liues the traiterous Prophet dies Aene. Let not remembrance of so base a wretch Make vs forget our safety th' Argiue Kings Are landed and this day rac't Tenedos And bid vs battaile on Scamander Plaines Tro. Whom we will giue a braue and proud affront Shall we not brother Hector Hect. Troilus yes And beate a fire out of their Burgonets Shall like an earthy Commet blaze towards Heauen There grow a fixt starre in the Firmament To emblaze our lasting glory Harke their Drums Let our Drummes giue them parleance A parlie Both Armies haue an enter-view Aga. Is there amongst your troopes a fellon Prince Cal'd by the name of Paris Par. Is there amongst your troopes a Knight so bold Dares meete that Paris single in the field And call him fellon Hect. Or insulting Greeke Is there one Telamon dares set his foote To Paris here hee stands and hand to hand Maintaine the wrongs done to Hesione As Paris shall the rape of Helena Aiax Know here is one cal'd Aiax Telamon Behold him well sonne to that Telamon Thou faine would'st see and hee dares set his foot To Paris or thy selfe Hect. Thou durst not Aiax Dare not Hect. Or if thou durst by this my warlike hand I 'le make thine head fall where thy foot should stand And yet I loue thee cuze know thou hast parlie'd With Troian Hector Aiax Were 't thou ten Hectors yet with all thy might Thou canst not make my head fall to my feete By Ioue thou canst not cuze Achil. I much haue heard Of such a Knight cal'd by the name of Hector If thou bee'st hee whose sword hath conquerd Kingdomes Pannonia Illyria and Samothrace And to thy fathers Empire added them Achilles as a friend wils thee to sheath Thy warlike sword retire from Troyes defence And spare thy precious life I would not haue A Knight so fam'd meete an vntimely graue Hect. I meet thee in that honourable loue And for thine owne sake wish thee safe aboord For if thou stayest thou sonne of Peleus I 'd haue thee know thy fame is not thine owne But all ingrost for mee not all thy guard Of warlike Mirmidons can wall it safe From mighty Hector Dio. Shame you not great Lords To talke so long ouer your menacing swords All Greeks Alarme then for Greece and Helena All Troians As much for vs for Troy and Hecuba A great alarme and excursions after which enter Hector and Paris Hect. Oh brother Paris thou hast this day lodg'd Thy loue in Hectors soule it did me good To see two Greekish Knights fall in their blood Vnder thy manly arme Par. My blowes were touches Vnto these ponderous stroakes great Hector gaue Oh that this generall quarrell might be ended In equall opposition you and I Against the two most valiant Hect. I will try The vertue of a challenge in the face Of all the Greekes I will oppose my selfe To single combate hee that takes my gage Shall feele the force of mighty Hectors rage A turne Both the Armies make ready to ioyne battaile but Hector steps betwixt them holding vp his Lance Hect. Heare mee you warlike Greekes you see these fields Are all dyde purple with the reeking gore Of men on both sides slaine you see my sword Glaz'd in the sanguine moysture of your friends I call the sonne of Saturne for a witnesse To Hectors words I haue not met one Grecian Was able to withstand mee my strong spirit Would faine be equal'd Is there in your Troupes A Knight whose brest includes so much of valour To meete with Hector in a single warre By Ioue I thinke there is not If there be To Him I make this proffer if the gods Shall grant to him the honour of the day And I be slaine his bee mine honoured Ar mes To hang for an eternall Monument Of his great valour but my mangled body Send backe to Troy to a red funerall pile But if hee fall the armour which hee weares I 'le lodge as Trophies on Apolloes shrine And yeeld his body to haue funerall rights And a faire Monument so neere the Sea That Merchants flying in their sayle-wing'd ships Neere to the shoare in after times may say There lies the man Hector of Troy did slay And there 's my Gantlet to make good my challenge Men. Will none take vp his gage shall this proud challenge Bee Intertain'd by none I know you all Shame to deny yet feare to vndertake it The cause is mine and mine shall be the honour To combat Hector Aga. Menelaus pawse Is not Achilles here sterne Aiax here And Kingly Diomed how will they scorne That stand vpon the honour of their strength should you preuent them of this glorious combat Par. By Ioue I thinke they dare as well take vp A poysonous Serpent as great Hectors gage Aga. Yes Troian see'st thou not Aeacides Dart emmulous lookes on Kingly Diomed Least hee should stoope to take his Gantlet vp And see how Diomed eyes warlike Aiax Aiax Vlysses euery one inflam'd To answere Hector Achil. Is there any here Dares stoope whilst great Achilles is in place Aiax I dare Dio. And so dare I Achil. You are all too weake To incounter with the mighty Hectors arme This combat soly doth belong to mee Aiax Then wherefore do'st not thou take vp the Gantlet Achil. To see if thou or any bolder Greeke Dare be so insolent to touch the same And barre me of the honour of the combat Aiax By all the gods I dare Achil. And all the diuells I 'le loppe his hands off that dares touch the gage Ulyss. Pray leaue this emulous fury
before I meets my graue Enter Vlisses and Aiax wounded Vlis. Yet will Achilles fight see Aiax wounded Two hundred of thy warlike Mirmedons Thou hast lost this day Aia. Let 's beate him to the field Achi. Ha Aia. Had I lost a Patroclus a deere friend As thou hast doue I would haue dond these armes In which he dyed sprung through the Troian hoast And mauger opposition let the blow Or by the same hand dy'd come ioyne with me And we without this picture statue of Greece This shaddow of Achilles will once more Inuade the Troian hoast Achi. Aiax Aia. Achilles Achi. Wee owe thee for this scorne Aia. I scorne that debt Thou hast not fought with Hector Achi. My honor and my oath both combate in mee But loue swayes most Alarum Enter Menelaus and Agamemnon Men. Our ships are fir'd fiue hundred gallant vessels Burnt in the Sea halfe of our Fleete destroy'd Without some present rescue Achi. Ha ha ha Aga. Doth no man aske where is this double fire That two wayes flyes towards heauen Vpon the right our royall Nauy burnes Vpon the left Achilles Tents on fire Achi. Our Tent Aga. By Ioue thy Tent and all thy Mirmedons Haue not the power to quench it yet great Hector Hath shed more blood this day then would haue seru'd To quench both Fleete and Tent Achi. My sword and armour Polixena thy loue we will lay by Till by this hand that Troian Hector dye Aia. I knew he must be fired out Exit Alarum Enter Hector Paris Troilus Aeneas with burning staues and fire-bals Al the Troians Strike stab wound kill tosse firebrands and make way Hector of Troy and a victorious day Hec. Well fought braue brothers Enter Aiax Pâ—a. What 's hee Troi. T is Aiax downe with him Hec. No man presume to dart a feather at him Whilst we haue odds cousen if thou seekest combate See we stand single not one Troian here Shall lay a violent hand vpon thy life Saue wee our selfe Aia. Cousen th' art honorable I now must both intreate and coniure thee For my old Vncle Priams sake his sister Hesione my mother and thine Aunt This day leaue thine aduantage spare our Fleete And let vs quench our Tents onely this day Stay thy Victorious hand t is Aiax pleades Who but of Ioue hath neuer begg'd before And saue of Ioue will not intreate againe Al Troians Burne still more fire Hect. I le quench it with his blood That addes one sparke vnto this kindled flame My cousin shall not for Hesiones sake Be ought denide of Hector she 's our Aunt Thou then this day hast sau'd the Grecian Fleete Let 's sound retreat whose charge made al Greece quak We spare whole thousands for one Aiax sake A Retreate sounded Exeunt the Troians Aia. Worthiest a liue thou hast Greece was this day At her last cast had they pursude aduantage But I deuine hereafter from this hower We neuer more shal shrinke beneath their power Exit Explicit Actus tertius Actus Quartus Scoena prima Enter Hector Troilus Paris Aeneas Hectors armour bearer with others Hec. My armour and my trusty Galatee The proudest steed that euer rider backt Or with his hoofes beate thunder from the earth The Sunne begins to mount the Easterne hill And wee not yet in field Lords yesterday Wee slipt a braue aduantage else these ships That floate now in the Samothracian road And with their wauing pendants menace Troy Had with their flames reflecting from the Sea Gilt those high towers which now they proudly braue Troi. On then Achilles is vnconquered yet Great Agamemnon and the Spartan King Aiax the bigge-bond Duke of Salamine With him that with his Lance made Kenus bleed The bold but euer rash King Diomed To lead these captiue through Scamander Plaines That were a taske worth Hector Par: Why not vs Yet most becomming him come then Aeneas Let each Picke one of these braue Champions out And single him a captiue Aene. T were an enterprise That would deserue a lasting Chronicle Lead on renowned Hector Hect. Vnnimble slaue Dispatch make hast I would be first in field And now I must be cal'd on Enter Andromache and young Astianax Andro. Oh stay deare Lord my royall husband stay Cast by thy shield fellow vncase his armes Knock off the riuets lay that baldricke by But this one day rest with Andromache Hec. What meanest thou woman Andro. To saue my honoured Lord From a sad fate for if this ominous day This day disastrous thou appear'st in field I neuer more shall see thee Hec. Fond Andromache Giue me some reason for 't Andro. A fearefull dreame This night me thought I saw thee 'mongst the Greekes Round girt with squadrons of thine enemies All which their Iauelins thrild against thy brest And stucke them in thy bosome Hec. So many Squadrons And all their darts quiuerd in Hectors brest Some glanc't vpon mine armour did they not Par. Did none of all these darts rebound from Hector And hit thee sister for my Lasse I know Thou hast been oft hit by thine Hector so Andro. Oh doe not iest my husband to his death I wak't and slept and slept and wak't againe But both my slumbers and my sounde sleepes Met in this one maine truth if thou this day Affront their Army or oppose their fleete After this day we ne're more shall meete Hect. Trust not deceptious visions dreame are fables Adulterate Sceanes of Anticke forgeries Playd vpon idle braines come Lords to horse To keepe me from the field dreames haue no force Andro. Troilus Aeneas Paris young Astianax Hang on thy fathers armour stay his speed Asti. Father sweete father do not fight to day Hect. Helpe to take off these burrs they trouble mee Andro. Hold hold thy father if thou canst not kneele Yet with thy teares intreate him stay at home Asti. I 'l hang vpon you you shall beate me father Before I let you goe Hect. How boy I 'le whippe you if you stirre a foot Go get you to your mother Pa. Come to horse Enter Priam Hecuba Hellen c. Pri. Hector I charge thee by thine honour stay Go not this day to battaile Hect. By all the gods Andromache thou dost abate my loue To winne mee from my glory Hec. From thy death Troilus perswade thy brother daughter Hellen Speake to thy Paris to intreate him too Hel. Paris sweete husband Pa. Leaue your cunning Hellen My brother shall to the field Hel. But by this kisse thou shalt not Pa. Now haue not I the heart to say her nay This kisse hath ouercome mee Andro. My dearest loue Pitty your wife your sonne your father all These liue beneath the safeguard of that arme Pitty in vs whole Troy all ready doom'd To sinke beneath your ruine Pri. If thou fall Who then shall stand Troy shall consume with fire That yet remaines in thee wee perish all Or which is worse led captiue into Greece Therefore deare Hector cast thy armour off Andro. Husband Hecu. Sonne
Achilles not whilst Illium Hath one stone rear'd vpon anothers backe To ouer-looke these wals or these high wals To ouer-peere the plaine Troi. Contrary Elements The warring meteors Hell and Elizium Are not so much oppos'd as Troy and Greece For Hector Hectors death Par. A most sad Funerall Will his in Troy be where shall scarse an eye Of twice two hundred thousand be found drye These obets once past o're which we desire Those eyes that now shed water shall speake fire Aene. Now found retreate Pri. Wee backe to Troy returne Where euery soule in funeral black shall mourne Exit Par. Hector is dead and yet my brother Troilus A second terrour to the Greekes still liues In him there 's hope since all his Mermidons Hauing felt his fury flye euen at his name But must the proud Achilles still insult And tryumph in the glory of base deedes No Hector hee destroy'd by treachery And hee must dye by craft But Priams temper Will nere bee brought to any base reuenge A woman is most subiect vnto spleene And I will vse the braine of Hecuba This bloody sonne of Thetis doth still doate Vpon the beauty of Polexina And that 's the base we now must build vpon My mother hath by secret letters wrought him Once more to abandon both the field and armes The plot is cast which if it well succeeds He that 's of blood insatiate must next bleed Exit Achilles discouered in his Tent about him his bleeding Mermidons himselfe wounded and with him Vllisses Vlis. Why will not great Achilles don his Armes And rowse his bleeding Mirmidons shall Troilus March backe to Troy with armour sword and lance All dyde in Grecian blood shall aged Priam Boast in faire Illium that the sonne of Thetis Whose warlike speare pierc't mighty Hectors brest Lies like a coward slumbring in his Tent Because hee feares young Troilus Achi. Pardon mee Vlisses here 's a Briefe from Hecuba Wherein shee vowes if I but kill one Troian I neuer shall inioy Polixena Ulis. But thinks Achilles if the Greekes be slaine And forc't perforce to march away from Troy That hee shall then inioy Polixena No 't is King Priams subtilty whilst thou Sleep'st in thy Tent Troilus through all our Troups Makes Lanes of slaughtered bodies and will tosse His Balls of wild-fire as great Hector did O're all our nauall forces But did this Prince Lye breathlesse bleeding at Achilles feet Dispairing Priam would to make his peace Make humbly tender of Polixena And be much proud to call Achilles sonne Achi. Were Troilus slaine Vlis. Who else deales wounds so thicke and fast as hee They call him Hectors ghost he glides so quicke Through our Battalions If hee beate vs hence And wee bee then compel'd to sue to them It will be answer'd that great Hectors deaths-man Shall neuer wedd his sister Hectors sonne Will neuer kneele to him by whose strong hand His father fell but were young Troilus slaine And Priams sonnes sent wounded from the field Troy then would stoope and send Polixena Euen to Achilles Tent Achi. My sword and armour Arise my bleeding ministers of death I 'le feast you with an Ocean of blood-royall Vlysses ere this Sunne fall from the skies By this right hand the warlike Troilus dyes Alarum Enter Troilus and Thersites Ther. Hold if thou bee'st a man Troi. Stand if thou bee'st a souldier do not shrinke Ther. Art not thou Troilus yong and lusty Troilus Troi. I am what then Ther. And I Thersites lame and impotent What honour canst thou get by killing mee I cannot fight Troi. What mak'st thou in the field then Ther. I came to laugh at mad-men thou art one The Troians are all mad so are the Greeks To kill so many thousands for one drabbe For Hellen a light thing doe thou turne wise And kill no more I since these warres began Shed not one drop of blood Troi. But proud Achilles Slew my bold brother and you Grecians all Shall perish for the noble Hectors fall Ther. Hold the Pox take thee hold whilst I haue breath I am bound to curse thy fingers Enter Achilles with his Mirmidons after Troilus hath beaten Thersites Achil. I might haue slaine young Troilus when his sword Late sparkled fire out of the Spartans helme But that had stild my fame but I will trace him Through the whole Army when I meete the Troian Breathlesse and faint I 'le thunder on his crest Some valour but aduantage likes mee best Enter Troilus Troi. Let Cowards fight with Cowards and both feare The base Thersites is no match for mee Oppose mee to the proudest hee in field Most eminent in Armes and best approu'd To make the thirsty after blood to bleed And that 's the proud Achilles Achi. Who names vs Troi. Fate thou hast now before me set the man Whom I most sought to thee whom I will offer To appease Hectors ghost a sacrifice You widdowed Matrons who now mourne in teares And all you watry eyes surcease to weepe Fathers that in this warre haue lost your sonnes And sonnes your fathers by Achilles hand No more lament vpon their funerall Armes But from this day reioyce posterity From age to age this to succession tell Hee falls by Troilus by whom Hector fell Achi. Hectors sad fate betyde him souldiers on Both brothers shew like mercy thy vaine sound That boasted lyes now leuel'd with the ground Troilus is slaine by him and the Mirmidons Enter Thersites Ther. Achilles Achi. What 's hee Thersites Ther. Thou art a coward Achi. Haue I not sau'd thy life and slaine proud Troilus By whom the Greekes lye pilde in breathlesse heapes Ther. Yes when he was out of breath so thou slewest Hector Girt with thy Mirmidons Achi. Dogged Thersites I 'le cleaue thee to thy Nauell if thou op'st Thy venemous Iawes Ther. Doe doe good Dog-killer Achi. You slaue Ther. I am out of breath now too else bug-bate Greeke Thou durst not to haue touch't mee Achilles beates him off retreate sounded Enter Agamemnon Aiax Vlysses c. all the other but Paris Agam. To whom dost thou addresse thine Embasie Par. To Achilles Aga. And not the Generall It concernes our place To heare King Priams embasie Pa. Let mee haue passage to Achilles Tent There Agamemnon if you please may heare What Priam sends to your great Champion Aga. Let it bee so Aiax The Generall wrongs that honour Wee Princes in our loue conferre on him Had I th' imperiall mandat in my mouth I would not loose one jot of my command For all the proud Achilles's on earth Take him at best hee 's but a fellow peere And should lift his head aboue the Clouds I hold my selfe his equall Enter Achilles from his Tent Achi. Vntuterd Aiax Aia. Who spake that word Achi. 'T was I Achilles let the sonne of Priam Bee priuat with vs Aga. It belongs to vs To bee partakers of his Embasie Achi. Dismisse then our Inferiours you Ulisses Are welcome Menelaus Diomed Let Aiax
snarl'd at vice posse free Ther. Who thou the son of Telamon thou art a foole An Asse a very blocke What makest thou here at Troy to ayde a Cuckold beeing a Bachelour Paris hath stolne no wife of thine if Aiax Had beene ought but the worst of these he might Haue kept his Country solac'd his father and Comforted his mother what thankes hast thou For spending thy meanes hazarding thy souldiers Wasting thy youth loosing thy blood Indangering thy life and all for a Aiax Peace Ther. Yes peace for shame But what thankes hast thou for all thy trauaile Vlisses hath the armour and what art thou now Reckoned a good moyle a horse that knowes Not his owne strength an Asse fit for seruice And good for burthens to carry gold and to Feede on thistles farwell Coxe-combe I shall be Held to bee a Cocke of the same dunghill For bearing thee company so long I le to Vlisses Aia. Base slaue thou art for Cowards not for men I le stown'd thee if thou com'st not backe againe This vantage haue the valiant of the base Death which they coldly feare we boldly imbrace Helpe me to rayle on them too or thou dyest Ther. Do 't then whilst t is hot Aia. What 's Agamemnon our great Generall Ther. A blind Iustice and I would he had kist Fortunes blind cheekes when hee could not see To doe thee Iustice Aia. Well and what 's Menelaus Ther. A King and a Cuckold and a horne-plague Consume him Aia. Amen What 's Diomed he sat on the bench too Ther. A very bench-whistler and loues Cresida Hell and confusion swallow him Aia. Amen Amongst these what 's Thersites Ther. A Rogue a rayling Rogue a Curr a barking Dog the Pox take mee else Aia. Amen But what 's Vlisses my base aduersary Ther. A dam'd pollitician Scilla and Charibdis swallow him Aia. And greedily deuoure him Ther. And vtterly consume him Aia. And eate vp his posterity Ther. And rot out his memory Aia. In endlesse infamy Ther. And euerlasting obliquie Both Amen Aia. Inough no more shall he the Armes inioy And wee the shame away Thersites flye Our prayers now sayd we must prepare to dye Ther. Dye and with them be dam'd Exit Enter ouer the Stage all the Grecian Princes courting and applauding Vlisses not minding Aiax Aia. Not looke on Aiax Aiax Telamon Hee that at once sau'd all your ships from fire Not looke on me ha are these hands this sword Which made the fame of Troy great Hector shrinke Below the ruines of an abiect scorne Sleighted so sleighted what base thing am I To creepe to so dull Greeke whom fame or blood Hath rair'd one step aboue Ioue see this And laugh old Grand-sir Ha ha ha by hell I 'le shake thy Kingdome for 't not looke on Aiax The triple headed-dog the whippes of Steele The rauenous Vulture and the restlesse stone Are all meere fables heer 's a trusty sword 'T is mine mine owne who claimes this from me ha Cowards and shallow witted fooles haue slept Amidst an armed troupe safe and secure Vnder this guard nay Agamemnon too But see see from yon Sea a shoale of sands Come rowling on trick't vp in brisled finnes Of Porposses and Dog-fish ho my sword I will incounter them they come from Greece And bring a poysonous breath from Ithaca Temper'd with false Vlisses gall foh foh It stinks of 's wifes chast vrinall looke looke By yonder wood how sliely in the skirts March policy and the diuell on I feare you not Dare you not yet not one to fight with mee Who then what 's hee must cope with Aiax Echo Aiax Aia. Well sayd old boy wa' st Nestor my braue Lad I 'le do ot I 'le do ot come my fine cutting blade Make mee immortall liuely fountaine sprout Sprout out yet with more life braue glorious streame Growe to a Tyde and sinke the Grecian fleete In seas of Aiax blood so ho so ho Lure backe my soule againe which in amaze Gropes for a perch to rest on Heart great heart Swell bigger yet and split know gods know men Furies inraged Spirits Tortures all Aiax by none could but by Aiax fall He kills himselfe Enter on the one part Agamemnon Vlisses Menelaus Diomed with the body of Hector borne by Grecian souldiers On the other part Priam Paris Deiphebus Aeneas Anthenor with the body of Achilles borne by Troian souldiers they interchange them and so with traling the Colours on both sides depart Thersites onely stayes behinde and concludes The Epilogue Ther. A sweete exchange of Treasure term 't I may Euen earth for ashes and meere dust for clay Let Aiax kill himselfe and say 't was braue Hector a worthy Call yet could not saue Poore foole his Coxcombe Achilles beare him hye And Troilus boldly all these braue ones dye Ha ha iudge you Is it not better farre To keepe our selues in breath and linger warre Had all these fought as I 'ue done such my care Hath beene on both sides that presume I dare These had with thousands more suruiu'd Iudge th' hoast I shed no blood no blood at all haue lost They shall not see young Pirhus nor the Queene Penthiselea which had they but beene As wise as I they might nor Sinon hee Famous of all men to be most like mee Nor after these Orestes and his mother Pillades Egistus with a many other Our second part doth promise These if I fayle As I on them you on Thersites rayle Explicit Actus Quintus FJNJS TAM ROBVR TAM ROBOR NI-COLIS ARBOR IOVIS 1610 LONDON Printed by Nicholas Okes 1632 THE Second Part of the Iron Age VVhich contayneth the death of Penthesilea Paris Priam and Hecuba The burning of Troy The deaths of Agamemnon Menelaus Clitemnestra Hellena Orestes Egistus Pillades King Diomed Pyrhus Cethus Synon Thersites c. Written by THOMAS HEYVVOOD Aut prodesse solent aut Delectare Printed at London by Nicholas Okes 1632 Drammatis personae New persons not presented in the former part of this History Pyrhus the sonne of Achilles surnamed Neoptolemus Synon a periured Greeke by whose teares Troy was set on fire Chorebus a Prince who came to the warres for the loue of Cassandra Laocoon a priest of Apollo Polites a young sonne of King Priam and Queene Hecuba A Troian Citizen his wife A second Troian Souldiers of Greece Souldiers of Troy The Ghost of Hector A Lord of Mycena A Guard Penthesilea Queene of the Amazons with her trayne of Viragoes Cethus sonne to King Naulus and brother of Palamides Pillades the friend of Orestes Orestes sonne to King Agamemnon and his Queene Clitemnestra Electra sister to Orestes Hermione daughter to King Menelaus and Q. Hellen Clitemnestra wife and Queene to Agamemnon Egistus a fauorite to Queene Clitemnestra The Priest of Apollo Attendants To the Reader COurteous Reader I commend vnto thee an intire History from Iupiter and Saturne to the vtter subuersion of Troy with a faithfull account of the Deathes
giu'd and bound Pria. Laocoon cease thy violence till we know From that poore Grecian what that Machine meanes Syn. Oh me of all on earth most miserable Whom neither Heauens will succour earth preserue Nor seas keepe safe I whom the Heauens dispise The Earth abandons and the Seas disdaine Where shal I shroud me whom but now the Greekes Threatned with vengeance and escap'd from them Falne now into the hands of Troians menacing death The world affoords no place to wretched Synon Of comfort for where ere I fixe my foote I tread vpon my graue the foure vast corners Of this large Vniuerse in all their roomes And spacious emptinesse will not affoord me My bodies length of rest where ere I flye Or stay or turne Death 's th' obiect of mine eye Pria. What art thou or whence com'st thou briefly speake Thou wretched man thou moou'st vs with thy teares Vnbind him souldiers Syn. Shall I deny my selfe to be of Greece Because I am brought Captiue into Troy No Synon cannot lye Heauen Earth and Sea From all which I am out-cast witnesse with me That Synon cannot lye thrice damn'd Vlisses The black-hair'd Pyrhus and horned Menelaus Grook-back'd Thersites luxurious Diomed And all the rable of detested Greekes I call to witnesse Synon cannot lye Could I haue oyl'd my tongue and cring'd my ham Suppled mine humble knee to croutch and bend Heau'd at my bonnet shrugg'd my shoulders thus Grin'd in their faces Synon then had stood Whom now this houre must stue in his own blood Aene. The perfect image of a wretched creature His speeches begge remorse Pria. Alas good man Shake off the timerous feare of seruile death Though 'mongst vs Troians and thy selfe a Greeke Thou art not now amongst thine enemies Thy life I le warrant onely let vs know What this Horse meanes Syn. Greece I renounce thee thou hast throwne me off Faire Troy◠am thy creature Now I le vnrip Vlisses craft my fatall enemy Who sold to death the Duke Palamides My Kinsman Troians though in garments torne Synon stands here yet is he nobly borne For that knowne murder did I haint his Tent With rayling menaces horrible exclaimes Many a blacke-saint of wishes oathes and curses Haue I sung at his window then demaunding Iustice of Agamemnon Diomed Duke Nestor with the other Lords of Greece For murder of the Prince Palamides And being denide it in my most vexation My bitter tongue spar'd not to barke at them For this I was obseru'd lookt through and through Ulisses braine had markt me for my tongue And fatted me for death by Calchas meanes He wrought so farre that I should haue bin offred Vnto the gods for sacrifice the Priest Lifting his hand aloft to strike me dead I lept downe from the Altar and so fled Pursuite and search was made but I lay safe In a thicke tuft of sedge till I was found By these your souldiers who thus brought me bound Pria. Thou now art free secur'd from all their tyrannys Now tell vs what 's the meaning of this Horse Why haue they left him here themselues being gon Syn. My new releas'd hands thus I heaue on hye Witnesse you gods that Synon cannot lye But as a new adopted Troian now By Priams grace I here protest by Ioue By these eternall fires that spangle Heauen The Alter and that sacrificing sword Beneath whose stroake I lay since my base Country Casts me away to death I am now borne A sonne of Troy not Hector whilst he liu'd More dammag'd Greece by his all wounding arme Then I by my discouery Well you know How the Greekes honour Pallas who incenst Because Vlisses the Palladium stole Out of her Temple and her Warders slew In rage she threatned ruine to all Greece Therefore to her hath Calchas built this Horse Greece pardon me and all my Countrey gods Be deafe to Synons tale and let it bee Henceforth forgot that I was borne in Greece Least times to come record what I reueale The blacke confusion of my Natiue weale Priam. And what 's that Synon Syn. Where left I at the Horse built of that size Lēast you should giue it entrance at your Gates For know should your rude hands dare to prophan This gift sacred to Pallas Rots and diseases Pests and infections shall depopulate you And in a small short season they returning Shal see thy subiects slain faire Troy bright burning I 'm euen with thee Vlisses and my breath Strikes all Greece home for my intended death Pria. Thankes Synon we shall bounteously reward thee Aene. And see my Leige to make good his report Laocoon he that with his Iauelin pierst This gift of Pallas round embrac'd with Snakes That winde their traines about his wounded wast And for his late presumption sting him dead Pria. We haue not seene so strange a prodigy Laocoon hath offended all the gods In his prophane attempt Syn. Then lend your helping hands To lift vp that Pallad an monument Into Troyes Citty Leauers Cables Cords Cho. It cannot enter through the Citty Gates Syn. Downe with the wals then Cho. These wals that ten yeares haue defended Troy For all their seruice shall wee ruine them Syn. But this shall not defend you for ten yeares But make your Towne impregnable for euer Pria. Downe with the wals then each man lend a hand Cho. I heare a noyse of Armour Aene. Ha what 's that Cho. I feare some treason in that Horse inclosed Nor will I lend an hand to hale him in Omnes Downe with the Wals Aene. And Troians now after your ten years toile Dayes battailes the fields trouble and nights watch This is the first of all your rest feast banquet ioy and play Pallas is ours the Greekes sayl'd hence away Pria. Here we release all Centries and commit Our broken wals to her Celestiall guard We will reward thee Synon the Greekes gone Priam may ◠est his age in his soft throne Exe. Syn. So so so Synon I hope shall warme his hands annon At a bright goodly bone-fire Here 's the Key Vnto this Machine by Epeus built Which hath already with his brazen brest Tilted Troies wall downe and annon being drunke With the best blood of Greece in dead of night Hauing surcharg'd his stomacke will spew out A thousand men in Armes sweet mid-night come I long to maske me in thy sable Wings That I may do some mischiefe and blacke deedes We shall haue rare sport admirable spoyle Cutting of throats with stabbing wounding killing Some dead a sleep and some halfe sleep halfe wakes Some dancing Antickes in their bloody shirts To which their wiues cries their infants shreeks Play musicke braue mirth pleasing harmony Then hauing spitt young children on our speares We 'le rost them at the scorching flames of Troy Flye swift you winged minutes till you catch That long-wisht houre of stilnes in which Troy Sleeps her last sleep made drunk with wine and ioy In the receiuing of this fatall Steede Sicke Troy this
you after Pyrhus to the slaughter I le looke to Hellen Aga. Conueigh her to our guard Exit Ther. Hellen hereafter see thou proou'st more wise If not more honest yet be more precise Exit Enter Prince Chorebus with other Troians in Greekish habits Cho. These shapes thriue well we haue guilt our Greekish armâ— With blood of their owne nation some we haue sent To euerlasting darknesse some repulst Backe to their ships some we haue made to flye Into their horses bulke whence Pyrhus first Lept downe vpon his speare Enter Synon Thersites and the Greekes dragging in Cassandra Syn, Come souldiers this is stately tragicall The Greekes wade vp euen to the brawny thighes In luke-warme blood of our despoyled foes Aboue Melpomene's huge buskind top We plunge at euery stepp and brauely fought By Troyes bright burning flame that 's now our light Ther. More of our valiant mates let 's ioyne with them This streete yet 's vnassaulted and vnfir'd Some balls of wild-fire streight and hurle this Lady Into the fury of the burning flame Cho. My wife Cassandra Syn. Courage let none scape Fire vengeance blood death murder spoyle and rape Cho. All these on Greece and twenty thousand more Till they like Troy be drown'd in teares and goare Chorebus and therest beate off the Greekes and rescue Cassandra Cass. From Greekes to Greeks from fire kept for the sword From one death to another Cho. Cassandra no Cass. My Lord the Prince Chorebus Cho. Yes the same Who hath preseru'd thee both from sword and flame Enter Aeneas with his father who taking Chorebus for a Grecian by reason of his habite fights with him and kils him Aene. More Greekes and see Cassandra captiue made Assault them Troians rescue the faire Princesse This way deare father mount my backe againe Cass. Oh false Aeneas thou hast slaine thy friend Many a Greeke thus shapt he sent to hell And being a Troian by a Troian fell Aene. He dy'd not by my hand but his owne fate Cass. And I forgiue thee good Aeneas flie Thou shalt suruiue but Troy and wee must fall The hope of all our future memories Are stor'd in thee take vp thy sacred load Reuerent Anchises bed-rid through his age We are all doom'd faire Troy must perish here But thou art borne a greater Troy to reare Aene. The Heauens haue hand in all things to their pleasure Wee must subscribe Creusa where 's my wife In loosing her I saue but halfe my life Come reuerent father on my shoulders mount Though thousand dangers dogge vs at the heeles Yet will wee force our passage Exeunt King Priam discouered kneeling at the Altar with him Hecuba Polixena Andromache Aftianax to them enter Pyrhus and all the Greekes Pyrhus killing Polytes Priams sonne before the Altar Pyr. Still let your voyces to hye Heauen aspire For Pyrhus vengeance murdring steele and fire All the Ladies Oh oh Pri. My sonne Polytes oh thou more hard hearted Then fatall Pyrhus or his fathers guard That in the shadow of this sacred place Durst sprinke the childs blood in the fathers face Pyr. Priam thanks sweet reuenge through swords armour Through mures and Counter-mures of men and steele Through many a corner and blind entries mouth I haue followed this thy bleeding sonne to death Whose swift persuite hath traind me to this Altar To be reueng'd on thee for the sad fate Of great Achilles Pri. Thou art Pyrhus then Pyr. My acts shall speake my name I am that Pyrhus who did mount you Horse Hyding mine armour in his deepe vast bulke The first that lept out of his spacious side And tost consuming fire in euery street Which climb'd as if it meant to meete the stars I am that Pyrhus before whom Troy falls Before whom all the Vanes and Pinacles Bend their high tops and from the battlements On which they stand breake their aspiring necks The proudest roofe and most imperious spyre Hath vaild to vs and our all wasting fire Pri. Pyrhus I know thee for my destin'd plague I know the gods haue left vs to our weaknesse I see our glories ended and extinct And I stand ready to abide their doome Onely for pitty and for pieties sake Be gracious to these Ladies Syn. Pyrhus no Such grace as they did to Achilles shew Let them all tast let grace be farre exil'd Kill from the elder to the sucking child Pri. Hee 's prone enough to mischiefe of himselfe Spurre not that fury on which runnes too fast Nor adde thou to old Priams misery Which scarce can be augmented t is so great Pyr. Dye in thy tortures then Hecu. Oh spare his life â—sti. Good man kill not my Grandsire Pri. Good man doe Hecu. Kill mee for him Asti. No shee 's my Grandam too Indeed shee 's a good woman chuse some other If you must needes kill Pyr. This then Asti. Shee 's my Mother you shall not hurt her Pri. This boy had a father Hector his name who had hee liu'd to see A sword bent 'gainst his wife this Queene or me He would haue made all Greece as hot to hold him As burning Troy is now to shelter vs Asti. Good Grandsire weepe not Grandam Mother Aunt Alas what meane you If you be good men Put vp your swords and helpe to quench these flames Or if in killing you such pleasure haue Practise on him kill that ill fauoured knaue Syn. Mee bratt Pyr. Ulysses Agamemnon Menelaus Synon Thersites and you valiant Greekes Behold the vengeance wrathfull Pyrhus takes On Priams body for Achilles death Synon take thou that Syren Polixene And hew her peece-meale on my fathers Tombe Thersites make the wombe of fifty Princes A royall sheath for thy victorious blade Diomed let Cassandra dye by thee And Agamemnon kill Andromache And as my sword through Priams bulke shall flie Let them in death consort him and so dye Ther. When when for Ioues sake when Syn. Some expeditious fate this motion further Me thinks t is long since that I did a murder Pri. Oh Heauen oh Ioue Stars Planets fortune fate To thinke what I haue beene and what am now Father of fifty braue Heroick sonnes But now no Father for they all are slaine Queene Hecuba the Mother of so many But now no Mother for her barren wombe Hath not one child to shew these fatall warres Haue eate vp all our issue Asti. My deare Father And all my princely Vnkles Andr. My deare Husband And all my royall brothers Hecu. Worthy Hector And all my valiant sonnes Pri. And now that Priam that commanded Asia And sate inthron'd aboue the Kings of Greece Whose dreaded Nauy scowerd the Hellespont Sees the rich towers hee built now burnt to ashes The stately walls he reard leuel'd and euen'd His Treasures rifled and his people spoyl'd All that he hath on earth beneath the Sunne Bereft him sauing his owne life and these And my poore life with these are as you see Worse then the rest they dead we dying bee Strike my
youths perhaps the hazard Of all these Kings if my reuenge strike home Of that at leasure but the bloody stage On which to act Generall this night is thine Thou lyest downe mortall who must rise diuine Enter Orestes to Cethus Musicke and healthing within Orest. Oh Cethus what 's this musicke vnto me That are compos'd of discords what are healths To him that is strucke heart-sicke all those ioyes Whose leaders seeme to pierce against the roofes Of these high structures to him that is struct downe Halfe way below the Center Ceth. Were you lower Yet here 's a hand can rayse you deeper cast Then to the lowest Abisme It lyes in me To aduance you to the height of happinesse Where you shall liue eternis'd from the reach Of any humane malice Orest. Hadst thou seene Her in whose breast my heart was paradis'd Kist courted and imbrac'd Ceth. By Pyrhus Orest Him What passionate and insidiating lookes Hee cast on her as if in scorne of me Shall hee inioy my birth-right or inherite Where I am heire apparant shall he vsurpe Or pleade my interest where I am possest Rule where I raigne where I am stated sit Braue me in my peculiar Soueraignty Ceth. Hee must not shall not Orest. Show mee to depose The proud Vsurper then Ceth. Prince make 't my charge In the meane time from your distracted from Exile all discontent let not least rage Raigne in your eye or harshnesse in your tongue Smooth waters are still deep'st waite on the King And be no stranger to your mothers eye Or forraigne to your Kindred the feast spent And night with it the morrow shall beget Proiect of more import scarse thought on now Orest. I build vpon thy Counsell Exit Orestes Ceth. Which hath proou'd Fixt as a rocke still constant and vnmoou'd Enter Egistus Egist. What Cethus here why no such matter now No cause of feare or least suspicion Ceth. Your reason Egist. Tush presume it we are safe Ceth. Obserue it they are still securest whom The Diuell driues to ruine Egist. Harke their healths Carrowsing to the Generals Victories In all thy heate of ioy and fire of wine No sparke of iealously all th' Argument Of their discourse what they haue done at Troy Still health on health and the great Generall So farre from seeming to haue least distaste That in all affable tearmes hee courts his Queene Nay more cuts off all banquet Ceremonies To hasten his bed-pleasures as if times distance Betwixt his boord and pallade seemed more tedious Then all his Ten yeares siege Ceth. Goe lost man Sinke on firme ground be shipwrackt in a Calme These healthes are to your ruines his reuenge Hath not Egistus read of a disease Where men dye laughing others that haue drunke Poyson in steed of Cordials perish so To dye t is nothing since t is all men due But wretchedly to suffer fall vnpittied Vnpittied nay derided mockt and curst To dye as a base Traytor and a Thiefe The adulterator of his Soueraignes bed The poyson of the Atredas family And scandall of his issue so to dye Egi. Egistus will preuent he by this hand Must fal 'fore whom all Asia could not stand Ceth. The banquet is broke vp sleep cals to rest And mid-nights houre for murther still showes best Exit Loud musicke Enter Egistus with his sword drawne hideth himselfe in the chamber behind the Bed-curtaines all the Kings come next in conducting the Generall and his Queene to their Lodging and after some complement leaue them enery one with torches vshered to their seuerall chambers c. Aga. Methinkes this night we Clitemnestra meete At a new bridall all Attendants leaue vs Wee now are onely for bed-priuacies Cli. Great sir I that so long haue bin your widdow Will be this night your hand-mayde Aga. You told me Queene Orestes was a cunning horse-man growne It pleasde me much to heare it Cli. Greece reports No Centare can ride better Aga. And young Electra In all th' indowments that may best become A Princesse of her breeding most compleate Cli. It was in your long absence all my care Being my charge that you at your returne Might finde them to your wishes Aga. Thankes for that Cli. How cunningly he seemes to carry it But we must finde preuention Aga. Who 's without there Cli. Why started you Aga. Not all the Asian Legions no not Hector Arm'd with his bals of wild-fire had the power To shake me like this tremor Is our Pallace Lesse safe in Greece amidst our subiects here Then were our Tents in Asia Cli. Where if not here in Clitemnestraes armes Can safety dwell Aga. And faire Queene it should bee so Cli. But why sir cast you such suspicious eyes About your Chamber are wee not alone Or will you to the priuate sweetes of night Call tell tale witnesse Aga. Now t is gone agayne Shall we to rest Cli. So please you royall Sir Aga. How hard this Doune feeles like a monument Cut out of marble Beds resemble Graues And these me-thinkes appeare like winding sheets Prepar'd for corses Cli. Oh how ominously Doe you presage you much affright me sir In this our long-wisht meeting Aga. All 's shooke off I now am arm'd for pleasure you commended Late one Egistus to me prithee Queene Of what condition is he They both wound him at which there is a greate thunder crack Egist. Tyrant this Cli. And I am thus his second Aga. Treason murder Treason This showes we Princes are no more then men Thankes Ioue t is fit when Monarches fall by Treason Thunder to all the world would show some reason he dies Egi. The deede is done le ts flye to some strong Cittadell For our more safety Cli. Hee thus made diuine Now my Egistus I am soly thine Exeunt Anoyse of vproare within Enter all the Kings with other Seruants halfe vnready as newly started from their Beds Orestes Hermione Pillades Electra c. Mene. What strange tumultuous noyse is this so late To rouse vs from our beds Pyr. Prodigious sure Since 't is confirm'd by Thunder Orest. In mine eares Did neuer sound seeme halfe to terrible Hel. Nor to your eyes as this sad obiect is See great Atrides groueling Ceth. What damn'd Villaine Was auther of this proiect Omnes Horrid sight Ore Rest you amazed all as thunder struke And without sence or motion Apoplext And onely heare me speake Orestes he Who as if marbled by Medusaes head Hath not one teare to fall or sigh to spend Till I finde out the murderer and on him Inflict remarkable vengance for I vowe Were it my father brother or his Queene Hadst thou my weeping sister hand in it If hee whom equall if not rankt aboue I euer did and shall loue Pylades We rt she whose wombe did beare me where I lay Full nine moneths bedded ere I saw the Sunne Or the most abiect Traytor vnder Heauen Their doomes were all alike and this I vowe Now you whom this silent and speechlesse King
Hath oft commanded this now sencelesse braine As oft directed this now strengthlesse hand More oft protected in a warre that shall Be to all times example Lend your shoulders To beare him who hath kept you all in life This is a blacke and mourning funerall right Deedes of this nature must be throughly searcht Nay be reueng'd the gods haue sayd t is good The morning Sunne shall rise and blush in blood They beare him off with a sad and funerall march c. Explicit Actus quartus Actus Quintus Scoena prima Enter Pyrhus Hermione Thersites and Synon Pyr. Sweete Lady can you loue Her Forbeare my Lord Can such a thing as loue be once nam'd here Where euery Marble that supports this roofe In emulation doth vye teares with vs Nay where the wounds of such a mighty King Haue yet scarse bled their last Pyr. Tush faire Hermione These sights that seeme to ladies terrible Are common to vs souldiers when from field returning All smear'd in blood where Dukes and Kings lie slaine Yet in our Tents at mid-night it frights not vs From courting a sweete Mistresse Syn. Hee sayth right And note of this how I can poetise This his great father of his Loue desir'd When from the slaughter of his foes retyr'd Hee doft his Cushes and vnarm'd his head To tumble with her on a soft day bed It did reioyce Brifois to imbrace His bruised armes and kisse his blood-stain'd face These hands which he so often did imbrew In blood of warlike Troians whom hee slew Were then imploy'd to tickle touch and feele And shake a Lance that had no print of steele Ther. Continue in that veine I 'le feed thy Muse With Crafish Praunes and Lobsters Her You brought these of purpose to abuse mee Pyr. Peace Thersites And Synon you no more Syn. Wee see by Agamemnon all are mortall And I but shew his neece Hermione The way of all flesh Ther. T is an easie path The Mother and the Aunt haue troad it both If shee haue wit to follow Enter Vlysses Menelaus Diomed with others Mene. If it be so Egistus is a traytor And shee no more our sister Vlys. T is not possible A Queene of her high birth and parentage Should haue such base hand in her husbands death Her husband and her soueraigne Dio. Double treason Could it be proou'd against her Men. It appeares So farre against humanity and nature We dare not once suspect it but till proofe Explaine it further hold it in suspence Vlys. Oh but their suddaine flight and fortifying Mene. These are indeed presumptions but leaue that To a most strict inquiry euen for reuerence Of Maiesty and Honour to all Queenes For loue of vs because shee was our sister Both for Orestes and Electra's sake Whose births are branded in so foule a deede Till wee examine further circumstances Spare your seuerer censures Vlis. T is a businesse That least concernes vs but for Honours sake And that hee was our Generall Mene. What prince ly Pyrhus courting our faire daughter Her Yes sir but in a time vnseasonable Euen as the suite it selfe is Mene. All delayes Shall be cut off and she be swayd by vs These Royall Princes ere they leaue Mycena Shall see these nuptiall rights solemnized Wee le keepe our faith with Pyrhus Pyr. Wee our vowes As constant to the bright Hermione First see the royall Generall here interr'd And buried like a souldier 't is his due To question of his death concernes not vs Wee leaue it to Heauens iustice and reuenge The rights perform'd with faire Hermione Then to our seuerall Countries each man post Captaines disperse still when the General 's lost Enter Cethus Orestes and Pylades disguis'd Exeunt Ore Egistus and our Mother Ceth. Am I Cethus Are you Orestes and this Pyllades So sure they were his murderers this disguise Will suite an act of death full to the life Hee stands vpon a strict and secure guard I haue plotted your admittance it will take Doubt not it cannot fayle I haue cast it so Ore As sent from Menelaus Ceth. Whose name else Can breake through such strong guards where feare and guilt Keepe hourely watch Ore It is enough I haue 't And thou the faithful'st of all friends deare Pillades Doe but assist mee in my vowed reuenge And inioy faire Electra Pyl. Next your friendship It is the prise I ayme at I am yours Ceth. What slip you time and opportunity Or looke you after dreames Ore I am a wake And to send them to their eternall sleepe In expedition there is still successe In all delayes defect the traytor dyes Were hee in league with all the destinies Exe. Pilad Orest And t is a fruitfull yeare for villany And I a thriuing Farmer In this interim I haue more plots on foote King Menelaus I haue incenc'd against proud Diamed Fyrhus against Orestes hee 'gainst him Ulysses without parralell for wit Against them all so that the first combustion Shall burne them vp to ashes Oh Palamides So deare was both thy loue and memory Not Hellen by her whoredome caus'd more blood Streaming from Princes brests then Cethus shall Brother for thine vntimely funerall Exit Enter Egistus Clitemnestra with a strong guard Egist. Let none presume to dare into our presence Or passe our guard but such well knowne to vs and to our Queene Guard The charge hath past vs round Egist. When sinnes of such hye nature 'gainst vs rise T is fit wee should be kept with heedfull eyes Cli. Presume it my Egistus we are safe The Fort wherein we liue impregnable Or say we were surpris'd by stratagem Or should expose our liues vnto the censure Of Law and Iustice euen in these extreames There were not the least feare of difficulty Egist. Your reason Madam Cli. Whom doth this concerne But our owne blood should Pyrhus grow inrag'd I haue at hand my neece Hermione To calme his fury what doth this belong to Vlysses or Aetolian Diomed Are they not strangers If it come in question By Menelaus is hee not our brother Our sister Hellen in his bosome sleepes And can with him doe all things feare not then Wee are euery way secure Egist. Oh but Orestes His ey 's to mee like lightning and his arme Vp heau'd thus shewes like Iones thunder-bolt Aym'd against lust and murder Cli. Hee 's our sonne The filiall duty that 's hereditary Vnto a mothers name preuents these feares Electra's young and childish Pilades Swai'd by his friend It rests could we but worke Hellen and Menelaus to our faction Egistus should be stated in Mycene Wee liue his Queene and bride Egist. Feare 's still suspicious Enter one of the guard Guard A Letter sir Egi. From whence Guard T is superscrib'd from the great Spartae's King And the Queene Hellen Egi. Who the messenger Guard Two Gentlemen who much importune you For speedy answer Egi. Bidde them waite without Now fates proue but propitious then my kingdome I shall presume establish't