of all these Princes of Greece who had hand in the Fate thereof Vlisses only excepted to whom belongeth a further History Reade freely and censure fauourably These Ages haue beene long since Writ and suited with the Time then I know not how they may bee receiued in this Age where nothing but Satirica Dictaeria and Comica Scommata are now in request For mine owne part I neuer affected either when they stretched to the abuse of any person publicke or priuate If the three former Ages now out of Print bee added to these as I am promised to make vp an handsome Volumne I purpose Deo Assistente to illustrate the whole Worke with an Explanation of all he difficulties and an Historicall Comment of euery hard name which may appeare obscure or intricate to such as are not frequent in Poetry Which as the rest I shall freely deuote to thy fauorable perusall in this as all the rest industrious to thy pleasure and profit Thomas Heywood to my VVorthy and much Respected Friend Mr. Thomas Mannering Esquire Worthy Sir ANd my much respected Friend The Impression of your Loue after so many yeares acknowledgment inforceth me that I cannot chuse but in my best recollection to number you in the File and List of my best and choycest Well-wishers True it is that my vnable merit hath euer come much short of your ample acknowledgement Howsoeuer though you bee now absent in the Countrey vppon a necessary retyrement yet let this witnesse in my behalfe that you are not altogether vnremembred in the Citty Nor take it vnkindly at my hands that I haue reserued your name to the Catastrophe and conclusion of this Worke Since being Scoena nouissima It must be consequently the fresher in memory as you haue had euer a charitable and indulgent censure of such poore peeces of mine as haue come accedentally vnto your view So I intreate you now as one better able to iudge then I to determine to receiue into your fauourable patronage this second part of the Iron Age I much deceiue my selfe if J heard you not once commend it when you saw it Acted if you persist in the same opinion when you shall spare some sorted houres to heare it read in your paynes I shal hold my selfe much pleased ouer remaining Yours not to be chang'd Thomas Heywood The second Part of the IRON AGE VVith the Destruction of TROY Enter Agamemnon Menelaus Vlisses Diomed Thersites Drum Colours Souldiers c. Agamemnon YOu Terrors of the Asian Monarchy And Europes glory Warlike Lords of Greece Although the great Prince of the Mirmidons And arme-strong Aiax our best Champions Be by the gods bereft vs yet now comes A Phoenix out of their cold ashes rising Pyrhus sirnamed Neoptolemus On whom for his deceased fathers sake Wee must bestow some honours Menelaus Vlisses Diomed giue the Prince meeting And be his conduct to the Generall A flourish Enter the Kings before named bringing in Pyrhus Synon with attendants Aga. Pyrhus kneele downe we girt thee with this sword It was thy fathers In his warlike hand It hath cleft Troians to the nauell downe Par'd heads off faster then the haruest Sithe Doth the thin stalkes or bending eares of graine Weare it and draw it to reuenge his death Princes performe your seuerall ceremonies Diâ—.. These golden spurs I fasten to thine heeles The same thy warlike father wonne in field When Hector tide with thonges to his steeds fet-locks Was drag'd about the high built wals of Troy Ulis. This Armour and this plumed Burgonet In which thy father like a rampier'd wall Opposde the fury of his enemies By generall consent of all these Princes Attributed to me loe I surrender To youthful Neoptolemus weare it Prince Not all the world yeeldes a more strong defence Mene. Achilles Tent his Treasure and his iewels We haue reseru'd inioy them noble Pyrhus And lastly his strong guard of Mirmidons And with the honour hee with these haue wonne His Sword Spurs Armour Guard Pauileon Be by his valiant sonne much dignified Pyr. Before I touch the handle of his sword Or to my Knightly spurres direct my eyes Lace this rich Armour to my youthfull sides Or roofe mine head within this warlike Tent Make proofe of this his plumed Burgonet Or take on me the leading of his Guard Witnesse you Grecian Princes what I vow By Saturnes sonne the sire of Aeacus Begot on faire Europa by their issue The second Iudge plac'd on the infernall bench I will discend to Peleus and from him Euen to my naturall father with whose honours I ioyne my mother Deidamiaes And in my vengefull oath include them all Till Priam be compel'd to shut his Gates For want of men I le be as mercilesse As vntam'd Lyons and the flesh-fed Beares Blood shall looke brighter in young Pyrhus eyes Then dissolued Christall till old Priams haires Be dy'de in goare till Hecub's reuerent lockes Be Beguil'd in slaughter all their sonnes and daughters Subiects and Citty quite confus'd in ruine Bow to our mercilesse fury I le not leaue This blacke and fatall siege and this I sweare As I am Prince and great Achilles heire Aga. Euen in thy lookes I read the sack of Troy And Priams Tragedy welcome sweete Pyrhus And welcome you his warlike followers Syn. where be these Troians I would faine behold Their wing'd battalions grapple I would see The batter'd center flye about their eares In cloudes of dust I would haue horses hoofes Beate thunder out of earth the chariot Trees I would see drown'd in blood Scamander plaines Ore-spread with intrailes bak'd in blood and dust With terrour I would haue this day as blacke As when Hyperion leaping from his Spheare Cast vgly darknesse from his Chariot wheeles And in this vail'd confusion the faint Troians Beate backe into the Towne I 'de see their Gates Entred and fire by their high Battlements Climing toward heauen the pauement of th' streets I 'de see pau'd ore with faces infants tost On Lances poynts big-bellied Ladies flung From out their casements I 'd haue all their soules Set vpon wings and Troy no Troy but fire As if ten thousand Comets ioyn'd in one To close the world in red confusion Py. Wel spake bold Synon and my Lords of Greece This fellow boasts no more then with his sword Hee will aduenture for and should that fayle He 'le set his braine to worke I tell you Princes My Grandsire Lycomedes hath made proofe Of Synons pollicies state-quaking proiects Are hand-maides to his braine and he hath spirit To driue his plots euen to the doore of Death With rare effects and then not all the world Affoords a villaine more incomparable Then Synon my attendant Warlike Princes I speake this to his prayse and I professe My selfe as sterne bloody and mercilesse Ther. I haue not heard a brauer Character Giuen to a Greeke and had hee but my rayling He were a man compleate Syn. Sure there is something Aboue a common man in yon
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
would not with Ioue contend Mene. Hellen the time was I might call thee wife But that stile 's changed I thou thy selfe art chang'd From what thou wast and most inconstant Dame Hast nothing left thee saue thy face and name Pa. And I both these haue hast thou not confest Faire Hellen thy exchange was for the best Mene. What can our Sparta value Pa. Troy Mene. You erre Pa. who breathes that Sparta would 'fore Troy prefer Mene. Thou hast left thy father Tendarus Pa. To gayne King Priam Lord of all this princely trayne Mene. Thy mother Lada thou hast left who mournes And with her piteous teares laments thy losse Cannot this mooue thee Hel. Oh I haue left my mother Pa. No Hellen but exchang'd her for another Poore Leda for rich Hecuba a bare Queene For the great Asian Empresse Men. From Castor and from Pollux thou hast rang'd Thy naturall brothers Hel. True true Par. No but chang'd For Hector Troilus and the royall store Of eight and forty valiant brothers more Men. If nothing else can moue thee Helena Thinke of our daughter young Hermione Hel. My deare Hermione Men. Canst thou call her deare And leaue that issue which thy wombe did beare Shee 's ours betwixt vs canst thou Par. Can shee knowing A sweeter babe within her sweete wombe growing Begot last night by Paris Men. Looke this way Hellen see my armes spread wide I am thine husband thou my Spartan bride Hel. That way Par. My Hellen this way turne thy sight These are the armes in which thou layest last night Hel. Oh how this Troian tempts mee Men. This way wife Thou shalt saue many a Greeks and Troians life Hel. 'T is true I know it Par. This way turne thine head This is the path that leades vnto our bed Hel. And 't is a sweete smooth path Men. Heere Par. Heere Men. Take this way Hellen this is plaine euen Par. That is the way to hell but this to Heauen Bright Comet shine this way Men. Cleare starre shoot this Here honour dwels Par. Here many a thousand kisse Hel. That way I should because I know 't is meeter Men. Welcome Hel. But I 'le this way for Paris kisses sweeter Par. And may I dye an Eunuch if ere morne I quit thee not Men. I cannot brooke this scorne Grecians to Armes Hect. Then Greece from Troy deuide This difference armes not language most decide All Greekes Come to our Tents All Troians And wee to man the towne Hect. These Tents shall swimme in bloud Greekes Blood Troy shall drowne Exeunt diuers wayes Achil. Yet shall no stroke fall from Achilles arme Faire Polixena so powerfull is thy charme Alarme Enter Troilus and Diomed. Troi. King Diomed Dio. My riuall in the loue of Cresida Troi. False Cresida iniurious Diomed Now shall I prooue in hostile enter-change Of warlike blowes that thou art all vnworthy The loue of Cresid Dio. Why cam'st thou not on Horse-backe That Diomed once againe dismounting thee Might greete his Lady with another course Wonne from the hand of Troilus Troi. Diomed By the true loue I beare that trothlesse Dame I 'le winne thee and send thy Horse and Armour Vnto the Tent of Cresid guard thy head This day by mee thou shalt be captiue led Alarme They fight and are parted by the army Diomed looseth his Helmet Troi Another Horse for Diomed to flye Hee had neuer greater neede then now to runne Though hee be fled yet Troilus this is thine My Steed hee got by sleight I this by force I 'le send her this to whom hee sent my horse Enter Aeneas and Achilles reading a Letter Achil. Is this the answere of the note I sent To royall Priam and Queene Hecuba Touching their daughter bright Polixena Aene. Behold Queene Hecubaes hand King Priams seale With the consent of faire Polixena Condition'd thus Achilles shall forbeare To dammage Troy Achi. Returne this answer backe Tell Priam that Achilles Arme 's benumb'd And cannot lift a weapon against Troy Say to Queene Hecuba wee are her sonne And not Achilles nor one Mirmidon Shall giue her least affront as for the Lady Bid her presume we henceforth are her Knight And but for her Achilles scornes to fight Aene. Then thus saith Priam but restraine thy powers And as hee is a King his daughter 's yours Achi. Farewell Exit Alarme Enter Aiax Aiax Achilles where 's Achilles what vnarm'd when all the Champaigne where our battailes ioyns Is made a standing poole of Greekish blood Where horses plung'd vp to the saddle skirts And men aboue the waste wade for their lines And canst thou keepe thy Tent Achi. My Lute Patroclus A great Alarme Enter Agamemnon Aga. Let Greekes kill Greekes let 's bend vnnaturall armes Against our owne brests ere the conquering Troians Haue all the honour of this glorious day Can our great Champion touch a womanish Lute Aud heare the grones of twenty thousand soules Gasping their last breath Achi. I can Alarume Enter Menelaus Rescue some rescue the red field is strowd With Hectors honours and young Troilus spoyles Achi. Yet all this moues not me Alarum Enter Vlysses Ulyss. How long hath great Achilles bin surnam'd Coward in Troy that Hector Troilus Paris haue all that name so currant in their mouthes I euer held him valiant yet will Achilles fight Achi. Vlysses no Beneath this globe Achilles hath no foe Vlyss. Then here vnarm'd be slaine think'st thou they 'l spare Thee more then vs Aiax Or if thou wilt not arme thee Let thy Patroclus lead thy Mirmidons And weare thy Armour Vlyss. Thy Armour is sufficient Without thy presence being fear'd in Troy Achi. To saue our oath and keepe our Tents from sacke Patroclus don our Armes lead forth our guard And wearing them by no Prince be out-dar'd Patro. Achilles honours me what heart can feare And great Achilles sword proofe Armour weare Exeunt all the Princes enter Thersites Ther. Where 's this great sword and buckler man of Greece Wee shall haue him one of sneakes noise And come peaking into the Tents of the Greeks With will you haue any musicke Gentlemen Achi. Base groome I 'l teare thy flesh like falling Snow Ther. If I had Hectors face thou durst not doo 't Achi. Durst not Ther. Durst not hee 's in the field thou in thy Tent Hector playing vpon the Greekish burgonets Achilles fingring his effeminate Lute And now because thou durst not meete him in the field thou hast counterfeited an humour of loue Achilles Thou the Champion of Greece a meere bug-beare a scar-crow a Hobby-horse Achi. Vlisses taught thee this deformed slaue Ther. Coward thou durst not do this to Hector Achi. On thee I le practise til I meete with him The. Aiax is valiant and in the throng of the Troians Achilles is turn'd Fidler in the Tents of The Grecians Alarum Enter Diomed wounded bringing in Patroclus dying Dio. Looke here Achilles Achi. Patroclus Pat. This wound great Hector gaue Reuenge my death
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
complement With th' Argiue Kings whilst cups are brim'd with healths Whilst iealousies are drown'd in Bacchus boles This night before he sleepe or that his pillowe Can giue him the least counsell ere he can spare A minute for the smallest intelligence Or moment to consider I haue done If you haue either grace in apprehension Or spirit in performance Egist. I haue both What answers Clitemnestra Cli. I am swayd And though I know there 's difference of Justice In Princes sitting on the skarlet bench And husbands dallying in the priuate bed I 'le hold him as one sits vpon my life Not one that lies inclos'd within mine armes Hee 's now my Iudge not Husband here I vow Assistance in his death Ceth. And so suruiue Secure and fortunate Egist. This night Cli. T is done Ceth. The proiect I haue cast with all security And safety for your person smooth your browes And let there shine a welcome in your lookes At the Kings intertainment nay begone By this time you are expected what remaines Is mine in forme but yours in action Exeunt Now father stile me a most worthy sonne Palamides a brother what neither fires Nor rocks could doe what neither Neptunes rage Nor Mars his fury what the turbulent Seas Nor the combustious Land that Cethus can Hee that succeedes my brother in his rule Shall first succeede in death none that had hand Or voyce in his subuersion that shall stand Exit Enter Thersites and Synon Ther. Well met on Land kind brother wee are now Victorious let 's be proud on 't Syn. Thou say'st true Wee are Conquerours in our basest cowardise Wee had not beene here else Ther. Valiant Hector Achilles Troilus Paris Aiax too They are all falne we stand Syn. Yes and will stiffe When all the Grecian Princes that suruiue Are crampt and ham-string'd Ther. Wast thou not sea-sicke brother Syn. Horribly and fear'd In the rough seas to haue disgorg'd my heart And there to haue fed Haddocks Ther. Troians were fellowes In all their fury to be parlied with But with the tempests gusts and Furicanes The warring windes the billowes rocks and fires There was no talking these few times we pray'd The gods would heare no reason Syn. T was because The billowes with their roaring and the winds Did with their whistling keepe them from their eares But now all 's husht could wee finde time to pray They might find time to heare vs Ther. Shall wee be Spectators of the royall inter-view Betwixt the King and Queene Syn. Ten yeares diuorst Should challenge a kind meeting let 's obserue The forme and state of this Court-complement things I did neuer trade with Harke loud musicke Giues warning of their comming Loud musicke Enter at one doore Agamemnon Vlysses Diomed Pyrhus Menelaus Synon and Thersites falling into their trayne At the other Egistus Clitemnestra Cethus Orestes Pylades Hermione Electra c. Aga. Vnto our Country and our Houshold-gods Wee are at length return'd trophied with honours With Troyes subuersion and rich Asiaes spoyles This is a sacred day Egist. Such Troy had once Aga. Vnto the gods wel 'e sacrifice Ceth. So Priam fell Before the holy Altar Aga. This Citty is not Troy Ceth. Where Hellen treades I hold the place no better Aga. See our Queene Orestes and Electra for our sake Princes of Greece daigne them your best salutes Deare Clitemnestra Clit. Royall King and Husband After their salute All the rest complement as strangers but especially Pyrhus and Orestes Aga. What 's he that kneeles so close vnto our Queenâ— Clit. Egistus and your seruant Aga. Hee was young When we at first set sayle from Aulis Gulfe Now growne from my remembrance we shall â—â—ude Fit time to search him further Ceth. Marke you that Egist. Yes and it toucht me deepely Mene. Our sister and this young Hermione Daughter to vs aud Hellen Ther. Prity puppy Of such a common brach Men. Young Neoptolemus This is the Lady promist you at Troy For your great seruice done there she 's your owne Freely imbrace her then Syn. I see we are like To haue a iolly kindred Orest. Pyrhus inioy Her whom I haue in contract Pyr. Beauteous Lady The great'st ambition Pyrhus aymes at now Is how to know you farther Hath beene so mighty to reuenge the wrongs Of my faire mother can from Hermione Challenge no lesse then welcome Orest. Oh you gods Pyrhus thou wert more safe in burning Troy With horrour fury blood fires foes about them Then in my fathers court Ceth. Another Collumne On which to build my slaughters Patience Prince This is no time for braues and Menaces I further shall instruct you Orest. I haue done Ther. See now the two Queenes meete smack in publick That oft haue kist in corners Syn. Thersites Thou art growne a monster a strange thing scarce knowns 'Mongst souldiers wiues and daughters Ther. They are two sisters Syn. Yes and the two King-brothers royally Betweene them two cornuted Ther. We are to loud Dio. Princes of Greece since we haue done a duty To see our Generall mid'st his people safe And after many dreadfull warres abroad In peace at home 'T is fit we should disperse Vnto our seuerall Countries instantly I purpose for Aetolia where my Queene With longing waites my comming Aga. Not King Diomed Till you haue seene Mecena's pompe and state In ampliest royalty exprest at full Both tasted of our feasts and Princely gifts The faire Aegiale who hath so long Forborne your presence will not I presume Deny to spare you to vs some few dayes To adde to the yeares number though not as Generall Yet will I lay on you a friends command Which must not be deny'de Dio. Great Agamemnon With mee was euer powerfull I am his Cli. And now faire sister welcome back from Troy Be euer henceforth Spartaes Hei. Your great care In my enforced absence gracious Queene Exprest vnto my deare Hermione Hath much obliged me to you Oh my fate How swift time runnes Orestes growne a man Whom I left in the Cradle Young Electra Then as I tak 't scarce borne and now growne ripe Euen ready for an husband Syn. In whose absence If but one handsome sweete-heart come in place Shee 'l not turne tayle for 't if shee doe but take After mine old Naunt Hellen Enter a Lord Lord The great and solemne preparation Of the Court state and glory mighty Princes Attend for you within Aga. All are consecrated Vnto your royall welcomes enter then Wee 'l feast like earthy gods or god-like men Loud musick They possesse the Stage in all state Cathus stayeth behind Ceth. My brayne about againe for thou hast found New proiect now to worke on and 't is here Orestes hath receiu'd Hermione From Clitemnestra's hand her soule is his And hee her Genius two combind in one Yet shee is by the fathers Oath conferd On Pyrhus which shall breede a stormy flawe Ne're to be peec't againe but by the deaths Of the two hopefull