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Scene VI.—: Another Part of the Plains. - William Shakespeare, Troilus and Cressida [1609]Edition used:The Complete Works of William Shakespeare (The Oxford Shakespeare), ed. with a glossary by W.J. Craig M.A. (Oxford University Press, 1916).
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Scene VI.—Another Part of the Plains.EnterAjax. Ajax.Troilus, thou coward Troilus, show thy head! EnterDiomedes. Dio.Troilus, I say! where’s Troilus? Ajax.What wouldst thou? Dio.I would correct him. Ajax.Were I the general, thou shouldst have my office Ere that correction. Troilus, I say! what, Troilus! EnterTroilus. Tro.O traitor Diomed! Turn thy false face, thou traitor! And pay thy life thou ow’st me for my horse! Dio.Ha! art thou there? Ajax.I’ll fight with him alone: stand, Diomed. Dio.He is my prize; I will not look upon. Tro.Come, both you cogging Greeks; have at you both! [Exeunt, fighting. EnterHector. Hect.Yea, Troilus? O, well fought, my youngest brother! EnterAchilles. Achil.Now I do see thee. Ha! have at thee, Hector! Hect.Pause, if thou wilt. Achil.I do disdain thy courtesy, proud Trojan. Be happy that my arms are out of use: My rest and negligence befriend thee now, But thou anon shalt hear of me again; Till when, go seek thy fortune. [Exit. Hect.Fare thee well:— I would have been much more a fresher man, Had I expected thee. How now, my brother! Re-enterTroilus. Tro.Ajax hath ta’en Æneas: shall it be? No, by the flame of yonder glorious heaven, He shall not carry him: I’ll be ta’en too, Or bring him off. Fate, hear me what I say! I reck not though I end my life to-day. [Exit. Enter One in sumptuous armour. Hect.Stand, stand, thou Greek; thou art a goodly mark. No? wilt thou not? I like thy armour well; I’ll frush it, and unlock the rivets all, But I’ll be master of it. Wilt thou not, beast, abide? Why then, fly on, I’ll hunt thee for thy hide. [Exeunt. |

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