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Another part of the plains.
[Enter ACHILLES, with Myrmidons]
ACHILLES
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Come here about | me you | my Myr|midons:
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Mark what | I say;| attend | me where | I wheel:
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Strike not a stroke,| but keep | yourselves | in
breath:
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And when | I have | the bloo|dy Hec|tor found,
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Empale | him with | your weap|ons round | about:
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In fel|lest man|ner ex|ecute | your arm.
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Follow | me sirs,| and my | procee|dings eye;
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It is | decreed,| Hector | the great | must die.
[Exeunt. Enter MENELAUS and PARIS, fighting: then THERSITES]
THERSITES
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]
MARGARELON
Turn slave and fight.
THERSITES
What art thou?
MARGARELON
A bastard son of Priam's.
THERSITES
I am a bastard too, I love bastards, I am a bastard begot, bastard
instructed, bastard in mind, bastard in valor, in everything illegitimate:
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]
MARGARELON
The devil take thee coward.
[Exit]