. But heaven forbid
That any drop, thou borrowest from my mother,
Should e'er be drained by me: let me embrace thee, cousin.
By him who thunders, thou hast sinewy arms:
Hector would have them fall upon him thus:-- [_Embrace._
Thine be the honour, Ajax.

_Ajax._ I thank thee, Hector;
Thou art too gentle, and too free a man.
I came to kill thee, cousin, and to gain
A great addition from that glorious act:
But thou hast quite disarmed me.

_Hect._ I am glad;
For 'tis the only way I could disarm thee.

_Ajax._ If I might in intreaty find success,
I would desire to see thee at my tent.

_Diom._ 'Tis Agamemnon's wish, and great Achilles;
Both long to see the valiant Hector there.

_Hect._ AEneas, call my brother Troilus to me;
And you two sign this friendly interview.
[AGAMEMNON, _and the chief of both
sides approach._

_Agam._ [_To HECT._]
Worthy of arms, as welcome as to one,
Who would be rid of such an enemy.--
[_To_ TROIL.] My well-famed lord of Troy, no less to you.

_Nest._ I have, thou gallant Trojan, seen thee often,
Labouring for destiny, make cruel way
Through ranks of Grecian youth; and I have seen thee
As swift as lightning spur thy Phrygian steed,
And seen thee scorning many forfeit lives,
When thou hast hung thy advanced sword i' th' air,
Not letting it decline on prostrate foes;
That I have said to all the standers-by,
Lo, Jove is yonder, distributing life.

_Hect._ Let me embrace thee, good old chronicle,
Who hast so long walked hand in hand with time:
Most reverend Nestor, I am glad to clasp thee.

_Ulys._ I wonder now, how yonder city stands,
When we have here her base and pillar by us.

_Hect._ I know your count'nance, lord Ulysses, well.
Ah, sir, there's many a Greek and Trojan dead,
Since first I saw yourself and Diomede
In Ilion, on your Greekish embassy.

_Achil._ Now, Hector, I have fed mine eyes on thee;
I have with exact view perused thee, Hector,
And quoted joint by joint.

_Hect._ Is this Achilles?

_Achil._ I am Achilles.

_Hect._ Stand fair, I pr'ythee, let me look on thee.

_Achil._ Behold thy fill.

_Hect._ Nay, I have done already.

_Achil._ Thou art too brief. I will, the second time,
As I would buy thee, view thee limb by limb.

_Hect._ O, like a book of sport, thou read'st me o'er;
But there's more in me than thou understand'st.

_Achil._ Tell me, ye heavens, in which