stand Hect. Old Dardanus and Ilus now look down And cast your Eyes from Ioves Imperial Throne Help me by all your Trojan Kindred slain To catch the Life of this detested Man Prepare for with such speed I 'le reach thy Heart As a bent Bow sends forth a flying Dart. Ach. Invoak'st thou little Deities No Iove With all the under Gods and petty Drove Must now behold and sit to judge the Fight Whilst fearful Planets sicken at the sight No trivial slaughter shall abroad be seen Imperial Death calls all his Forces in To set with horrour forth this dreadful Scene Hect. Achilles yes how can the Gods but choose For thy base Rage on mangl'd Troilus When thou didst tear his slaughter'd Head away From the soft Breast of sad Polyxena And in a brutish Valour thence did trail His gallant Limbs ti'd to thy Horses-tail Ach. Know then to burst Thy heart yet more with Vengeance and with Grief His Body 's torn again from thy Relief And the same hands when thou art Dead shall come And fetch thee to my dear Patroclus Tomb Dragging thee there in sad procession round Whilst his pale Ghost with thy Revenge is crown'd Hect. And I 'le not be ungrateful For when I 've kill'd thee I 'le exalt thee high Upon some Pinacle that hits the Sky Where all that fear'd this Grecian Deity Shall flock together and make sport with thee Whilst thou dost proudly fit and curse in State The Gods thy Friends the Authors of thy Fate Ach. Hector come on I can no longer hold This thunder thou hast ramm'd must break upon thee Keep off First let us try whose Fate it is To his Greeks Alone to Conquer Say Hector shal't be so Hect. Agreed Stand by and till that bloody Moment Stir not a step to interpose To his Trojans They fight and Hector bleeds They pause Ach. Thou bleed'st each pretious Drop that I behold Is more than worth an Armie's Victory Richer than all the Trojan blood that stains Tenedos Isle or bright Scamanders Plains Hect. Sure Vulcan's stroaks upon my Arms I feel Harder than if his Anvil were my Sheild Eternal darkness shroud thy envious Light thou Sun Withdraw thy Beams from the loath'd Hector's sight And let no Eyes be witness of my shame To see me blush all blood my Cheeks all flame Assist me Gods Is there no way to meet Thy curst-bound Soul in its inchanted Seat They fight again Hector falls Ach. So falls the Body of some mighty Oak By the rough Winds of many a Tempest shook Tears up the Earth with a prodigious Sound And strikes his boughy Elbows in the Ground Hect. Be quick my Soul and fly with all the speed Thou canst and leave me as if I ne're had been Without the Torture of a dying thought The Gods are angry Boast Achilles boast Thou hast slain Hector and that Troy is lost Dies Ach. Die then Supporter of thy Countrie 's Fame And ever after live Achilles name Drag hence his Body to the fatal Tomb And when my poor Patroclus Ghost is pleas'd Drag him with Troilus to the Gates of Troy And drown their woful Cries with Shouts of Joy The news to all your fellow Soldiers bear Hector is Dead the Terrour of the War Reenter to him Diomedes Diom. Where is Achilles that he shuns the way To glory which still crowns this fatal Day Brave Ajax and Ulysses have done wonders The General Agamemnon twice unhors'd Has mounted once again with his own hand He strook the Valiant Dciphobus down And slew King Priam's hopeful youngest Son Aeneas at the dreadful sight retreated And the fierce Courage of his Troops grew slack Paris yet only does maintain the Fight But all will fly before Achilles sight Come Peleus mighty Son Ach. Yes Diomedes See see where lies the Valiant Hector dead Diom. Then happy Greece for the whole War is done With this one Blow by great Alcides Son Here sits the Glory of uncertain State And hapless Valour slain by envious Fate Let it not take Achilles from thy Praise To say he was the bravest Man that ever was Ach. Away till I am glutted with the News To his Soldiers That round the Camp ye 'ave trail'd his hated Limbs And harrow'd or'e the rugged Flints his Bones Dio. Why means the brave Achilles so to do Hector wou'd ne're have done the like to you Do not on him your fatal Vengeance try Who living was so brave an Enemy His Death rewards your more than ten years pain Stand here it shall with Glory to all Worlds remain That thou Achilles hast brave Hector slain Ach. Talk not of pity in my Breast to him That has Patroclus kill'd Obey me streight Soldiers carry off Hector's Body Dio. If nothing can your cruel Rage oppose Think on the woful State of Troilus Coming this way I met the sad Remains Hal'd by the wild and dreadful Executioners Assisted by thy Slaves who acted o're thy Vengeance With as much horrour as thou didst Command Whilst the most bright of all the Trojan Dames The Virgin-Daughter of Queen Hecuba Follow'd the mangl'd Coarse with lamentable Cries In a distracted Meen Her golden Hair dishevel'd round her wast As bright as if the Sun had her embrac'd With an exalted Dagger in her hand She threatn'd off the Guards and made 'em stand Thy horrid Myrmidons stood all abash'd And her fierce Beauty through their Arms did feel That slighted with it's force the pointed Steel There never was so sad a Sight to move 'Twixt all the force of Cruelty and Love See what no Tongue has Courage to unfold Nor no Eyes but Achilles to behold The SCENE draws and discovers Polyxena weeping over the dragg'd Body of Troilus her Hair and Garments disorder'd a Dagger in her hand and the Myrmidons looking on Ach. The sudden dismal Object makes me start Something like Ice does melt about my Heart Where am I Diomed Speak canst thou say Is that dead Troilus and that Polyxena Or is 't some Deity that 's sent below With all the Charms of Beauty and of Woe Drest like the Morning Goddess she appears Decking her beamy Locks in Dewy Tears So the fair Empress of the Night the Moon Mourn'd and wept o're her lov'd Endymion Why Villains did you do this horrid Deed To the Myrm Though I had not you shou'd a'had hearts to bleed Look gentle Goddess here Achilles bends More aw'd and trembling at thy dread Commands Than he that at the great Tribunal stands Ha! strike strike where your Eyes began the smart Offers to Stab her self And turn your pointed dagger to my Heart Give me this fatal Instrument of Death Polyx. What can I in no Place be free from thee That haunts me with thy endless Cruelty Deni'st me Life and will not give me leave to die Ach. O Gods I can no longer bear my Pain I am all Flame and scorch'd through ev'ry Vein A thousand Furies in my Breast controll And lash with burning Whips my guilty
that Troilus ha's told The Goddesse was beholden to mortal aid This must be Treason of our own a Plot Amongst our Enemies Goe secretly with speed Seize on false Anthenor for to his guard Was Pallas Image left the high Preist too Take e'm and wrack e'm in the very moment And place you fin'd e'm in Quick let e'm feel Worse torments than the Feinds of Hell indure Till y 'ave extorted from their painful Souls Their true confession in their latest breaths And bring us news with speed Paris I 'le be my self the Executioner Exit Paris with some of the Guard Pri. O wretched Troy but cruel Pallas more Unhappy was thy kindness at the first When building of a Temple to thy Name Before 't was cover'd and the sacred roof Lay open to our wonder thou wert found Standing one morning in an awful manner And Warlike posture fall'n from Heav'n to us And walk'd and fix'd thy self a Statue there Which fill'd our breasts with fatal Superstition To think that we no longer cou'd resist Our Enemies than thou sho'udst dwell amongst us Troi. So great a Confidence was plac'd in it That Women and young Children all were Valiant But now the dreadful thoughts of this will make Mothers forbear incourageing their Sons And Sons with Superstitious fainting hearts Let fall their Weapons Hect. Curs'd Authors of their own ill Fate are they Whose weak dull Souls depend on prophesy Is not the mighty Iove and all the Powers Above and Hector here below your Guard Though this Immortal Statue you deplore Yet Pallas sees from Heav'n and whilst you all Are valiant and forsake not your own selves She still will be your wise and great Preserver Pouring such Plagues upon the Grecians heads 'T will make e'm wish when they shall feel her Vengeance That rather they had tasted Lethe's waters Or drank quick Poyson from th' Avernian Lake Pri. But to prevent this growing Mutiny And cheat the Peoples dear lov'd Superstition Let Death be straight proclaim'd to any person That dares report the loss of the Palladium And have a new one fram'd so like the former That where it stands all may adore it for the same Hect. 'T is Heavenly Counsel and it shall be follow'd Reenter to them Paris and Soldiers Par. I bring you Sir yet more surprising News The Traytor Anthenor is fled the City And gone to th' Grecian Camp for his reward And with him too I hope upon his head All the design'd and evil Fate of Troy But the high Preist we happily surpris'd Just making ready for his flight to follow Guilt and t' eschew the paines his pamper'd Flesh Cou'd not indure made him confess to us The dreadful'st Treason in the World and none But such a damn'd unholy Preist cou'd act Hir'd with the vast and mighty Summe that sho'ud Have bought our peace with all the Grecian Princes This Dog this Archy Flamen over Hell Did through a secret vault convey Vlysses And Diomed into the Town this Night Which led into the Cloyster of the Temple And undiscov'rd was to all the World But him I saw this wond'rous place from whence Those bold and subtile Champions issu'd Hect. First let the place with secrecy be look'd into Then broken up and fill'd with weighty stones And underneath bury the Slaves alive This was Vlysses trick his quaint advice Oh! that I cou'd but meet this Councellor This cunning Mercury meet him though where Achilles and the Furies were his Guard I 'de rush upon him tear his Foxes skin More eager than a hungry Wolf his Prey Dash the Minerva in his brain and silence At once for ev'er the Oracle of Greece Pri. To Armes to Armes we have a juster cause Than Greece for Heav'en now we fight for Pallas The Gods are rob'd and Troy is ravish'd now Le ts ' sally forth this hour a moment is delay Par. That they may see this Cowardly Act of theirs Ha's rais'd our Courage not abated it Hect. No I have thought Of a more gallant way for our Revenge And that it light upon Vlysses head A Herauld shall be sent to th' Grecian Camp With offers of a three days truce from Armes Between both sides to be intirely kept Then to demand the Combat from us Brothers With any three among their greatest Champions And we 'l to Morrow meet e'm in the Field Prepar'd between the City and their Camp In sight of both the Armies Kings and Princes And all the Ladies drest like Goddesses Sitting on rich adorn'd triumphant Scaffolds To dart new heat with ev'ry shining Glance Into the hearts of each brave Combatant And charm the Gods with Prayers for their deliv'rance Par. Go on go on Had we no other Guard We have the Gods and Hector on our side Troi. I 'm ravish'd with the Glorious thoughts of it The brightest Day of Honour I cou'd wish for Pri. Ah Hector Knew'st thou the bodeings of my heart thou wou'dst Not make thy self so Cruel and me wretched To put my only strength your dearest persons In danger leaving me like a rash Merchant That ventures all his Stock and Life at once To th' hazard of uncertain Waves Hect. Divert us not dear Sir we cannot be In greater danger than in multitudes Of Enemies where many hideous deaths are arm'd Here but with one shall each of us ingage Less is the hazard then and more the honour Pri. Let me embrace my Guard my Life my Hector The bravest best Example of a Son Let then the Herauld instantly be sent And go your Father's Champions all make ready Troy That Herauld I will be Hect. Now proud Achilles thou that boasts thou wert Twice made immortal first about thy heart And then again with Lemnos harden'd Steel Through both thou didst this mortal Weapon feel Which darted Lightning from thy famous sheild That Vulcan and his Cyclops hammers forg'd So Iove with fire on bolts of Thunder road To punish some usurping petty God We to all Eyes like threatning Comets are All gaze on us as Prodigies of War That Fate with trembling does it self divide And whilst we live dares turn to neither side But equal holds the Scale 'twixt Troy and Greece Thy death or mine brings Victory and Peace Exeunt manet Paris Solus Par. No Victory can e're adorn my head Till I have bended to thy shrine O Love And arm'd my body or'e with Beauties Charmes I will surprize my Helen with the News Tell her the Joy I have to be her Soldier And catch the blushes parting from her Cheeks Just ready to adorn the rising Sun Like Hand-maids ushering his Chariot o're The lofty Eastern-hills But see already Enter to him Helena attended She comes my Goddess drest and deck'd like Venus Descending and perfum'd with sweets of Incense To bless the early Pray'ers of her Adorers Queen of sweet Beauty on the wond'ring Earth And her far brighter Substitute thou art Give me thy hand whiter than Venus Doves And softer than the down beneath
Prince draw up his Men together Then instantly surprise as in a Ring His Myrmidons and kill 'em ev'ry one Ulyss. Hold Agamemnon Take this last Advice And if it prove not to your Hopes successful Then all your Rage light on Ulysses Head Achilles knows not yet of our Design Of the prodigious Engin of the Horse Then let 's go in and call him straight to Council Tell him we gladly shall embrace the Peace That we 'l remove the Camp to Tenedos And leave this Statue to be plac'd in Ilium As a perpetual Pledge of Faith between us So whilst your self and others grace his Wedding You Ajax Diomed and Menelaus With some selected Troops close lock'd within Shall hurry forth aided with Midnight Silence And so surprise both Trojans and Achilles Omnes There spoke the God the Oracle of Greece Ajax In in and prosecute this great Device Aga. Quick let 's embrace the Counsel of the wise Exeunt Omnes Finis Actus Quarti ACTUS QUINTUS SCENA PRIMA SCENE opens to a Temple and discovers Andromache kneeling before Hector's Tomb his Armour and Sword upon it Paris enters to her Paris VVHat means the sad Andromache to mourn With endless Tears upon her Husbands Urn As if she 'd challenge Heav'n that lent no Ears Look up behold the Gods have heard thy Prayers And. What art I hear the Voice of blessed Tydings But my dull Eyes all swoln and drown'd in Tears Forbid that I shou'd see the happy Man That brings such Comfort to Andromache Par. Peace spreads her Wings o're all the Gates of Troy Through ev'ry Street is heard the Sound of Joy And bury'd Ilium now again appears Rise like a Phoenix from thy Husband's Hearse The Grecians have remov'd their Ten Years Siege The widen'd Gates extend their longing Arms To let in proud Achilles who this hour Is to be marri'd to Polyxena And. Now Pity hold thy Tongue or stop my Ears If this be all the Comfort it declares Blame not Andromache though still she grieves Whilst Hector's dead and base Achilles lives Par. Rise best of Women then and swiftly move Wing'd with the Charms of just Revenge and Love Give me thy hand Thus o're his Sacred Tomb His Spirit ecchoing from it's Marble Room Swear that the Gods may hear us ev'ry Word By Hector's Ghost his Gantlet and his Sword And. What shall I swear Par. Revenge Revenge for thy dear Husband's Death Swift on the Head of haughty proud Achilles Anticipate his watchful Stars that guard His hated Life and snatch bright darling Vengeance From the fond Breast of Iove and execute So sudden 't will amaze the Rival God To see us favour'd and so doted on By his belov'd and courted Goddess And. See see with eager hast and longing Hopes As er'e I wish'd to see the happy Fruit Of a hard Birth I groan'd with Thus I swear By all these dear Remains with Tears of Joy And Sorrow mingled in a Show'r together Par. And I by all these hallow'd Bones And buri'd Valour here So 't is enough Now give thy Eyes some respite from their just And tributaty Tears to lead thee forth Where thou may'st glut thy longing Sight and reap Far greater and more pleasing Sacrifices To heap upon his Tomb where for these Trophies The Armour forg'd by Vulcan shall be laid And on his Spear Achilles dreadful Head And. O tell me then how I Revenge may have Come forward upon the Stage Nothing but that cou'd force me from his Grave Instruct me by what Mischief we may now Send this Immortal to his Seat below Par. Polyxena by Priamu's Command And Hecuba's is forc'd to give her Hand To be the Sacrifice for all our Lives Achilles woful Bride in Pallas Temple Like poor Andromeda to be there devour'd By this Land Monster But I like Theseus flying from the Gods Will rescue her and in his greedy Hand Before the Priest has said his binding Pray'r This happy Arm fledg'd with a venom'd Dart Shall send a Poyson to his Mortal Place And snatch her from his eager wish'd Embrace These Shouts proclaim the Grecian Princes nigh To meet the King and grace Achilles Wedding Shouts within Retire and with thy best Persuasions Divert the Mind of poor Polyxena And. Revenge and Hector's Ghost shall be my Guide Exit Andromache Enter to Paris Agam. and Ulysses at one door and Priamus and Guards at another Aga. The Heav'ns preserve the Mighty Phrygian King And Troy's Preserver favour'd by the Gods Thus Agamemnon and the Grecian Princes Embrace the Union by Achilles made Accept that Love has been so long exil'd Brave Breasts are subject still to gallant Enmity That laid aside contain the noblest Friendship Pri. How gay and beautiful does Peace appear Sprung from the aged grisly Bed of War This lovely offspring of a Ten Years Siege Has made us all enamour'd of her Charms The Joy had been too great without allay Had Hector liv'd t' have seen this happy day Aga. By Hector's Death you but exchange a Son Achilles now his Virtues and his Place does own Ulyss. And more than that we come not empty handed But bring a Gift a Sacrifice of Peace That Iupiter himself wou'd gladly own A noble Statue from Original Divinely consecrate to your great Goddess Pallas whom we most humbly now implore To take this Godlike Image to her self And ever whilst she looks on that forget The Crime done by Ulysses and the Grecians In stealing her Divine Palladium And so from hence to everlasting Ages It shall be call'd the great Palladian Horse Pri. What Miracle is this of which you tell Ulyss. This glorious Body's of so vast a Bigness That the most wide and lofty of your Gates Too little is to let in Give then Command That straight it may be brought into the Town And I 'le make known the Wonder of the World And Bounty of the Gods to Troy Pri. Quickly with all the Joyful Speed that can Let a vast Gap be made in ev'ry Wall And let the Priests and all that are religious In Triumph and with Songs of Gratitude Conduct this Guardian of our City in Ulyss. Know Noble Trojans that when first we ravish'd Your dread Palladium with such prodigious Joy To Greece and Terrour to the Hearts of Troy I wish Ulysses had that Night been slain Or lost these Eyes that guided him or left These most prophane and Sacrilegious Arms Mangled and cut from my unhappy Body That first laid impious Hands upon her Godhead Which brought so great a Plague amongst our Army For worse than what you dreaded fell on us You only fear'd what we have felt with horrour Which still our Policy has kept conceal'd Till Calchas by Divinity inspir'd And by the Mercy of the Goddess did invent This Horse by skilful Epeus fram'd to be An endless Sacrifice and Refuge for us Which was no sooner done but her pleas'd Vengeance staid The Reason why it's Vastness was design'd Was if we had been forc'd