[_Draws._

_Diom._ Hinder us not, AEneas,
My blood rides high as his; I trust thy honour,
And know thou art too brave a foe to break it.-- [_Draws._

_Thers._ Now, moon! now shine, sweet moon! let them have just light
enough to make their passes; and not enough to ward them.

_AEn._ [_Drawing too._]
By heaven, he comes on this, who strikes the first.
You both are mad; is this like gallant men,
To fight at midnight; at the murderer's hour;
When only guilt and rapine draw a sword?
Let night enjoy her dues of soft repose;
But let the sun behold the brave man's courage.
And this I dare engage for Diomede,--
For though I am,--he shall not hide his head,
But meet you in the very face of danger.

_Diom._ [_Putting up._]
Be't so; and were it on some precipice,
High as Olympus, and a sea beneath,
Call when thou dar'st, just on the sharpest point
I'll meet, and tumble with thee to destruction.

_Troil._ A gnawing conscience haunts not guilty men,
As I'll haunt thee, to summon thee to this;
Nay, shouldst thou take the Stygian lake for refuge,
I'll plunge in after, through the boiling flames,
To push thee hissing down the vast abyss.

_Diom._ Where shall we meet?

_Troil._ Before the tent of Calchas.
Thither, through all your troops, I'll fight my way;
And in the sight of perjured Cressida,
Give death to her through thee.

_Diom._ 'Tis largely promised;
But I disdain to answer with a boast.
Be sure thou shalt be met.

_Troil._ And thou be found. [_Exeunt_ TROILUS _and_ AENEAS _one way;_
DIOMEDE _the other._

_Thers._ Now the furies take AEneas, for letting them sleep upon their
quarrel; who knows but rest may cool their brains, and make them rise
maukish to mischief upon consideration? May each of them dream he sees
his cockatrice in t'other's arms; and be stabbing one another in their
sleep, to remember them of their business when they wake: let them be
punctual to the point of honour; and, if it were possible, let both be
first at the place of execution; let neither of them have cogitation
enough, to consider 'tis a whore they fight for; and let them value
their lives at as little as they are worth: and lastly, let no
succeeding fools take warning by them; but, in imitation of them, when
a strumpet is in question,
Let them beneath their feet all reason trample,
And think it great to perish by example. [_Exit._