_Æne._ I have been seeking you this hour, my lord: 180 Hector by this is arming him in Troy; Ajax your guard stays to conduct you home.[2273]
_Tro._ Have with you, prince. My courteous lord, adieu. Farewell, revolted fair! and, Diomed, Stand fast, and wear a castle on thy head! 185
_Ther._ Would I could meet that rogue Diomed! I would croak like a raven; I would bode, I would bode. Patroclus will give me any thing for the intelligence of this whore: the 190 parrot will not do more for an almond than he for a commodious drab. Lechery, lechery! still wars and lechery! nothing else holds fashion. A burning devil take them! [_Exit._
SCENE III. _Troy. Before Priam's palace._[2274]
_And._ When was my lord so much ungently temper'd, To stop his ears against admonishment? Unarm, unarm, and do not fight to-day.
_Hect._ You train me to offend you; get you in:[2275] By all the everlasting gods, I'll go![2276] 5
_And._ My dreams will, sure, prove ominous to the day.[2277]
_And._ Here, sister; arm'd, and bloody in intent. Consort with me in loud and dear petition;[2278] Pursue we him on knees; for I have dream'd 10 Of bloody turbulence, and this whole night Hath nothing been but shapes and forms of slaughter.[2279]
_Cas._ No notes of sally, for the heavens, sweet brother.[2280]
_Hect._ Be gone, I say: the gods have heard me swear. 15
_Cas._ The gods are deaf to hot and peevish vows: They are polluted offerings, more abhorr'd Than spotted livers in the sacrifice.
_And._ O, be persuaded! do not count it holy[2281][2282][2283] To hurt by being just: it is as lawful,[2281][2283][2284][2285][2286] 20 For we would give much, to use violent thefts[2281][2283][2284][2286] And rob in the behalf of charity.[2283][2284]
_Cas._ It is the purpose that makes strong the vow;[2287] But vows to every purpose must not hold: Unarm, sweet Hector.[2288]
_Hect._ Hold you still, I say; 25 Mine honour keeps the weather of my fate:[2289] Life every man holds dear; but the dear man[2290] Holds honour far more precious-dear than life.[2291]
How now, young man! mean'st thou to fight to-day?[2292]
_And._ Cassandra, call my father to persuade. 30
_Hect._ No, faith, young Troilus; doff thy harness, youth: I am to-day i' the vein of chivalry: Let grow thy sinews till their knots be strong,[2293] And tempt not yet the brushes of the war.[2294] Unarm thee, go; and doubt thou not, brave boy, 35 I'll stand to-day for thee and me and Troy.