| ACT V SCENE V | Another part of the plains. | |
| | Enter DIOMEDES and a Servant | |
| DIOMEDES | Go, go, my servant, take thou Troilus' horse; | |
| | Present the fair steed to my lady Cressid: | |
| | Fellow, commend my service to her beauty; | |
| | Tell her I have chastised the amorous Trojan, | 5 |
| | And am her knight by proof. | |
| Servant | I go, my lord. | |
| | Exit | |
| | Enter AGAMEMNON | |
| AGAMEMNON | Renew, renew! The fierce Polydamas | |
| | Hath beat down Menon: bastard Margarelon | |
| | Hath Doreus prisoner, | 10 |
| | And stands colossus-wise, waving his beam, | |
| | Upon the pashed corses of the kings | |
| | Epistrophus and Cedius: Polyxenes is slain, | |
| | Amphimachus and Thoas deadly hurt, | |
| | Patroclus ta'en or slain, and Palamedes | 15 |
| | Sore hurt and bruised: the dreadful Sagittary | |
| | Appals our numbers: haste we, Diomed, | |
| | To reinforcement, or we perish all. | |
| | Enter NESTOR | |
| NESTOR | Go, bear Patroclus' body to Achilles; | |
| | And bid the snail-paced Ajax arm for shame. | 20 |
| | There is a thousand Hectors in the field: | |
| | Now here he fights on Galathe his horse, | |
| | And there lacks work; anon he's there afoot, | |
| | And there they fly or die, like scaled sculls | |
| | Before the belching whale; then is he yonder, | 25 |
| | And there the strawy Greeks, ripe for his edge, | |
| | Fall down before him, like the mower's swath: | |
| | Here, there, and every where, he leaves and takes, | |
| | Dexterity so obeying appetite | |
| | That what he will he does, and does so much | 30 |
| | That proof is call'd impossibility. | |
| | Enter ULYSSES | |
| ULYSSES | O, courage, courage, princes! great Achilles | |
| | Is arming, weeping, cursing, vowing vengeance: | |
| | Patroclus' wounds have roused his drowsy blood, | |
| | Together with his mangled Myrmidons, | 35 |
| | That noseless, handless, hack'd and chipp'd, come to him, | |
| | Crying on Hector. Ajax hath lost a friend | |
| | And foams at mouth, and he is arm'd and at it, | |
| | Roaring for Troilus, who hath done to-day | |
| | Mad and fantastic execution, | 40 |
| | Engaging and redeeming of himself | |
| | With such a careless force and forceless care | |
| | As if that luck, in very spite of cunning, | |
| | Bade him win all. | |
| | Enter AJAX | |
| AJAX | Troilus! thou coward Troilus! | 45 |
| | Exit | |
| DIOMEDES | Ay, there, there. | |
| NESTOR | So, so, we draw together. | |
| | Enter ACHILLES | |
| ACHILLES | Where is this Hector? | |
| | Come, come, thou boy-queller, show thy face; | |
| | Know what it is to meet Achilles angry: | 50 |
| | Hector? where's Hector? I will none but Hector. | |
| | Exeunt | |