Act V. Scene
VII.
Scene VII.—Another Part of the Plains.
Enter ACHILLES, with Myrmidons.
Achil. Come here about me, you my Myr-
midons;
Mark what I say. Attend me where I wheel:
Strike not a stroke, but keep yourselves in
breath:
And when I have the bloody Hector found,
Empale him with your weapons round about;
In fellest manner execute your aims.
Follow me, sirs, and my proceedings eye:
It is decreed. Hector the great must die.
[Exeunt.
Enter MENELAUS and PARIS, fighting; then
THERSITES.
Ther. The cuckold and the cuckold-maker
are at it. Now, bull! now, dog! 'Loo, Paris,
'loo! now, my double-henned sparrow! 'loo,
Paris, 'loo! The bull has the game: 'ware
horns, ho! [Exeunt PARIS and MENELAUS.
Enter MARGARELON.
Mar. Turn, slave, and fight.
Ther. What art thou?
Mar. A bastard son of Priam's.
Ther. I am a bastard too; I love bastards: I
am a bastard begot, bastard instructed, bastard
in mind, bastard in valour, in every thing illegi-
timate. One bear will not bite another, and
wherefore should one bastard? Take heed, the
quarrel's most ominous to us: if the son of a
whore fight for a whore, he tempts judgment.
Farewell, bastard. [Exit.
Mar. The devil take thee, coward! [Exit.
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