One touch of nature makes the whole world kin, More laud than gilt o'erdusted. The present eye praises the present object: If thou wouldst not entomb thyself alive, And case thy reputation in thy tent; Whose glorious deeds, but in these fields of late, Achilles I have strong reasons. Ulysses Of this my privacy But 'gainst your privacy The reasons are more potent and heroical: Achilles Ha! known! Ulysses Is that a wonder? The providence that's in a watchful state, There is a mystery (with whom relation Which hath an operation more divine, All the commérce that you have had with Troy, But our great Ajax bravely beat down him. Farewell, my lord: I as your lover speak; The fool slides o'er the ice that you should break. [Exit. VOL. II. — 14 Patroclus To this effect, Achilles, have I moved you: Is not more loathed than an effeminate man Be shook to air. Achilles Patroclus Shall Ajax fight with Hector? Ay; and, perhaps, receive much honor by him. Those wounds heal ill, that men do give themselves: Seals a commission to a blank of danger; Go call Thersites hither, sweet Patroclus: 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 view. A labor saved! Thersites Ajax goes up and down the field, asking for himself. Thersites He must fight singly to-morrow with Hector; and is so prophetically proud of an heroical cudgeling, that he raves in saying nothing. Achilles-How can that be? Thersites - Why, he 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, an '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 forever; for if Hector break not his neck i' the combat, he'll break it 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 has grown a very land fish, languageless, a monster. A plague of opinion! a man may wear it on both sides, like a leather jerkin. Achilles Thou must be my ambassador to him, Thersites. Thersites - Who, I? why, he'll answer nobody; he professes not answering; speaking is for beggars; he wears his tongue in his I will put on his presence; let Patroclus make demands to me, you shall see the pageant of Ajax. arms. Achilles-To him, Patroclus: tell him, I humbly desire the valiant Ajax to invite the most 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 honored captain general of the Grecian army, Agamemnon. Do this. Patroclus-Jove bless great Ajax! Thersites Humph! Patroclus-I come from the worthy Achilles, Patroclus Who most humbly desires you to invite Hector to his tent, Patroclus-And to procure safe conduct from Agamemnon. Thersites - If to-morrow be a fair day, by eleven o'clock it will go one way or other; howsoever, he shall pay for me ere he has me. Patroclus- Your answer, sir. Thersites - Fare you well, with all my heart. Achilles-Why, but he is not in this tune, is he? Thersites - No, but he's out o' tune thus. What music will be in him when Hector has knocked out his brains, I know not: but, I am sure, none; unless the fiddler Apollo get his sinews to make catlings on. Achilles-Come, thou shalt bear a letter to him straight. Thersites Let me bear another to his horse; for that's the more capable creature. Achilles- My mind is troubled, like a fountain stirred; and I my. self see not the bottom of it. [Exeunt ACHILLES and PATROCLUS. Thersites - 'Would the fountain of your mind were clear again, that I might water an ass at it! I had rather be a tick in a sheep, than such a valiant ignorance. [Exit. Scene: Troy. A Street. Enter, at one side, ENEAS and Servant, with a Torch; at the other, PARIS, DEIPHOBUS, ANTENOR, DIOMEDES, and others, with Torches. Paris See, ho! who's that there? Deiphobus Eneas 'Tis the lord Æneas. Is the prince there in person? Had I so good occasion to lie long, As you, Prince Paris, nothing but heavenly business Diomedes That's my mind too. Good morrow, lord Æneas. Paris A valiant Greek, Æneas; take his hand: Eneas Health to you, valiant sir, During all question of the gentle truce: But when I meet you armed, as black defiance, As heart can think, or courage execute. The one and other Diomed embraces. Our bloods are now in calm; and, so long, health: But when contention and occasion meet, By Jove, I'll play the hunter for thy life, And thou shalt hunt a lion that will fly With his face backward. In humane gentleness, We sympathize: -Jove, let Æneas live, We know each other well. Diomedes We do; and long to know each other worse. This is the most despiteful gentle greeting, Eneas I was sent for to the king; but why, I know not. His purpose meets you: 'twas to bring this Greek Troilus had rather Troy were borne to Greece, Paris That I assure you; There is no help; [Exit. The bitter disposition of the time Eneas-Good morrow, all. TWO ROYAL MISTRESSES. DIALOGUE BETWEEN HELEN AND MADAME DE MAINTENON. BY ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD. [ANNA LETITIA AIKIN: An English miscellaneous writer; born in 1743; married Rochemont Barbauld, a Huguenot refugee, in 1774. A volume of "Miscellaneous Pieces," written with her brother, but the best of them hers, — gave her reputation. She wrote "Hymns in Prose for Children, "Devotional Pieces," " Early Lessons," etc. She died in 1825.] Helen-Whence comes it, my dear Madame Maintenon, that beauty, which in the age I lived in produced such extraordinary effects, has now lost almost all its power? Maintenon-I should wish first to be convinced of the fact, before I offer to give you a reason for it. Helen - That will be very easy; for there is no occasion to |