Shakespeare, William · published 1609 · first performed or written 1602 [1602-1603] (Annals) tragedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men · Globe unassigned nearest T50 Fleets, armies and generals: war by sea · 489 words · other edition — not in the analysis
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To this effect Achilles have I moved you, A woman impudent and mannish grown, Is not more loathed than an effeminate man In time of action: I stand condemned for this They think my little stomach to the war, And your great love to me, restrains you thus, Sweet rouse yourself, and the weak wanton Cupid, Shall from your neck unloose his amorous fold, And like dewdrop from the Lion's mane, Be shook to air. Shall Ajax fight with Hector. I and perhaps receive much honour by him. I see my reputation is at stake, My fame is shrewdly gored. O then beware. Those wounds heal ill, that men do give themselves, Omission to do what is necessary. Seals a commission to a blank of danger, And danger like an ague subtly taints Even then when they sit idly in the sun. Go call Thersites hither sweet Patroclus, I'll send the fool to Ajax, and desire him T' inuite the Trojan lords after the combat, To see us here unarmed. I have a woman's longing, An appetite that I am sick withal, To see great Hector in his weeds of peace, To talk with him, and to behold his visage, Even to my full of view. A labour saved. A wonder. What? Ajax goes up and down the field ask for himself. How so? He must fight singly to morrow with Hector, and is so prophetically proud of an heroical cudgeling, that he raves in saying nothing. How can that be? Why a stalks up and down like a peacock, a stride and a stand: ruminates like an hostess, that hath no Arithmetic but her brain to set down her reckoning: bites his lip with a politic regard, as who should say there were wit in this head and 'twould out: and so there is. But it lies as coldly in him, as fire in a flint, which will not show without knocking, the man's undone for ever, for if Hector break not his neck i'th' combat, he'll break t't himself in vain glory. He knows not me. I said good morrow Ajax: And he replies thanks Agamemnon. What think you of this man that takes me for the General? he's grown a very land-fish languageless, a monster, a plague of opinion, a man may wear it on both sides like a leather jerkin. Thou must be my Ambassador Thersites. Who I: why he'll answer no body: he professes not answering, speaking is for beggars: he wears his tongue in's arms. I will put on his presence, let Patroclus make demands to me. You shall see the pageant of Ajax. To him Patroclus, tell him I humbly desire the valiant Ajax, to invite the valorous Hector to come unarmed to my tent, and to procure safe-conduct for his person, of the magnanimous and most illustrious , six or seven times honoured Captain General of the army. Agamemnon, do this.
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To this effect Achilles haue I moou'd you, A woman impudent and mannish growne, Is not more loth'd then an effeminate man In time of action: I stand condemnd for this They thinke my little stomack to the warre, And your great loue to me, restraines you thus, Sweete rouse your selfe, and the weake wanton Cupid, Shall from your neck vnloose his amorous fould, And like dew drop from the Lions mane, Be shooke to ayre. Shall Aiax fight with Hector. I and perhaps receiue much honor by him. I see my reputation is at stake, My fame is shrowdly gor'd. O then beware. Those wounds heale ill, that men do give themselues, Omission to doe what is necessary. Seales a commission to a blanke of danger, And danger like an ague subtly taints Euen then when they sit idely in the sunne. Go call Thersites hether sweet Patroclus, Ile send the foole to Aiax, and desire him Tinue the Troyan lords after the combate, To see vs heere vnarmd. I haue a womans longing, An appetite that I am sick with-all, To see great Hector in his weeds of peace, To talke with him, and to behold his visge, Euen to my full of view. A labour sau'd. A wonder. What? Aiax goes vp and downe the field asking for himselfe. How so? He must fight singly to morrow with Hector, and is so prophetically proud of an herycall udgeling, that e raues in saying nothing. How can that be? Why a stalkes vp and downe like a peacok, stride and a stand: ruminates like an hostsse, that hath no Arithmatique but her braine to set downe her reckoning: bites his lip with a politique regarde, as who should say there were witte in this head and woo'd out: and so there is. But it lyes as coldly in him, fire in a stin, which will not show without knocking, the mans vndone for euer, for if Hector breake not his neck ith' combate, hee'le brakt himselfe in vaine glory. Hee knowes not mee. I sayd good morrow Aiax: And hee replyes thankes Agamem. What thinke yu of this man that take mee for the Generall? Hees growne a very land-fish languagelesse, a monster, a plague of opinion, a man may weare it on both sides like a lether Ierkin. Thou must be my Ambassador Thersit. Who I: why heele answer no body: hee professes not answering, speaking is for beggers: he wares his tongue in's armes. I will put on his presence, let Patroclu make demands to me. You shall see the pgeant of Aiax. To him Patroclus, tell him I humbly desire the v liant Aiax, to inuite the valorous Hector to come vnam'd to my tent, and to procure safe-conduct for his person, of the maganimous and most illustriou sixe or seauen times honour'd Captaine Generall of the armie. Agaeme, do this.