Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1602 [1602-1603] (Annals) tragedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men T7 The Trojan war: conflict and its afterma typicality 0.78 · 488 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T7: hector, troy, achilles, greeks, aeneas, priam, ulysses, troilus, trojan, trojans.
I am your debtor, claim it when 'tis due. Neuer's my day, and then a kiss of you. Lady a word, I'll bring you to your Father. A woman of quick sense. Fie, fie, upon her: there's a language in her eye, her cheek, her lip; Nay, her foot speaks, her wanton spirits look out At every joint, and motive of her body: Oh these encounterers so glib of tongue, That give a coasting welcome eat it comes; And wide unclasp the tables of their thoughts, To every tickling reader: set them down, For sluttish spoils of opportunity; And daughters of the game. The Troyans' Trumpet. Yonder comes the troop. Hail all you state of Greece: what shallbe done To him that victory commands? or do you purpose, A victor shall be known: will you the Knights Shall to the edge of all extremity Pursue each other, or shall be divided By any voice, or order of the field: Hector bade ask? Which way would Hector have it? He cares not, he'll obey conditions. 'Tis done like Hector, but securely done, A little proudly, and great deal disprising The Knight opposed. If not Achilles' sir, what is your name? If not Achilles, nothing. Therefore Achilles: but what ere, know this. In the extremity of great and little: Valour and pride excel themselves in Hector; The one almost as infinite as all; The other blank as nothing: weigh him well: And that which looks like pride, is courtesy: This Aiax is half made of Hector's blood; In love whereof, half Hector stays at home: Half heart, half hand, half Hector, comes to seek This blended Knight, half Trojan, and half Greek. A maiden battle then? O I perceive you. Here is sir, Diomedes: go gentle Knight, Stand by our Aiax: as you and Lord Aeneas Consent upon the order of their fight, So be it: either to the uttermost, Or else a breach: the Combatants being kin, Half stints their strife, before their strokes begin. They are opposed already. What Trojan is that same that looks so heavy? The youngest Son of Priam; A true Knight; they call him Troilus; Not yet mature, yet matchless, firm of word, Speaking in deeds, and deedelesse in his tongue; Not soon provoked, nor being provoked, soon calmed; His heart and hand both open, and both free: For what he has, he gives; what thinks, he shows; Yet gives he not till judgement guide his bounty, Nor dignifies an impair thought with breath: Manly as Hector, but more dangerous; For Hector in his blaze of wrath subscribes To tender objects; but he, in heat of action, Is more vindecative than jealous love. They call him Troilus; and on him erect, A second hope, as fairly built as Hector. Thus says Aeneas, one that knows the youth, Even to his inches: and with private soul, Did in great Illium thus translate him to me.
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I am your debtor, claime it when 'tis due. Neuer's my day, and then a kiſſe of you. Lady a word, Ile bring you to your Father. A woman of quicke ſence. Fie, fie, vpon her: Ther's a language in her eye, her cheeke, her lip; Nay, her foote ſpeakes, her wanton ſpirites looke out At euery ioynt, and motiue of her body: Oh theſe encounterers ſo glib of tongue, That giue a coaſting welcome ete it comes; And wide vnclaſpe the tables of their thoughts, To euery tickling reader: ſet them downe, For ſluttiſh ſpoyles of opportunitie; And daughters of the game. The Troians Trumpet. Yonder comes the troope. Haile all you ſtate of Greece: what ſhalbe done To him that victory commands? or doe you purpoſe, A victor ſhall be knowne: will you the Knights Shall to the edge of all extremitie Purſue each other▪ or ſhall be diuided By any voyce, or order of the field: Hector bad aske? Which way would Hector haue it? He cares not, heele obey conditions. 'Tis done like Hector, but ſecurely done, A little proudly, and great deale diſpriſing The Knight oppos'd. If not Achilles ſir, what is your name? If not Achilles, nothing. Therefore Achilles: but what ere, know this. In the extremity of great and little: Valour and pride excell themſelues in Hector; The one almoſt as infinite as all; The other blanke as nothing: weigh him well: And that which lookes like pride, is curteſie: This Aiax is halfe made of Hectors bloud; In loue whereof, halfe Hector ſtaies at home: Halfe heart, halfe hand, halfe Hector, comes to ſeeke This blended Knight, halfe Troian, and halfe Greeke. A maiden battaile then? O I perceiue you. Here is ſir, Diomed: goe gentle Knight, Stand by our Aiax: as you and Lord Aeneas Conſent vpon the order of their fight, So be it: either to the vttermoſt, Or elſe a breach: the Combatants being kin, Halfe ſtints their ſtrife, before their ſtrokes begin. They are oppos'd already. What Troian is that ſame that lookes ſo heauy? The yongeſt Sonne of Priam; A true Knight; they call him Troylus; Not yet mature, yet matchleſſe, firme of word, Speaking in deedes, and deedeleſſe in his tongue; Not ſoone prouok't, nor being prouok't, ſoone calm'd; His heart and hand both open, and both free: For what he has, he giues; what thinkes, he ſhewes; Yet giues he not till iudgement guide his bounty, Nor dignifies an impaire thought with breath: Manly as Hector, but more dangerous; For Hector in his blaze of wrath ſubſcribes To tender obiects; but he, in heate of action, Is more vindecatiue then iealous loue. They call him Troylus; and on him erect, A ſecond hope, as fairely built as Hector. Thus ſaies Aeneas, one that knowes the youth, Euen to his inches: and with priuate ſoule, Did in great Illion thus tranſlate him to me.