Act 3 - Scene 3
The Grecian camp. Before Achilles' tent.
Enter AGAMEMNON, ULYSSES, DIOMEDES, NESTOR, AJAX, MENELAUS, and CALCHAS
Now, princes, for the service I have done you,
The advantage of the time prompts me aloud
To call for
recompense. Appear it to your mind
That, through the sight I bear in things to love,
I have abandon'd
Troy, left my possession,
Incurr'd a traitor's name; exposed myself,
From certain and possess'd conveniences,
doubtful fortunes; sequestering from me all
That time, acquaintance, custom and condition
and most familiar to my nature,
And here, to do you service, am become
As new into the world, strange,
I do beseech you, as in way of taste,
To give me now a little benefit,
Out of those many
register'd in promise,
Which, you say, live to come in my behalf.
What wouldst thou of us, Trojan? make demand.
You have a Trojan prisoner, call'd Antenor,
Yesterday took: Troy holds him very dear.
Oft have youoften
have you thanks therefore
Desired my Cressid in right great exchange,
Whom Troy hath still denied: but
I know, is such a wrest in their affairs
That their negotiations all must slack,
Wanting his manage; and
they will almost
Give us a prince of blood, a son of Priam,
In change of him: let him be sent, great princes,
he shall buy my daughter; and her presence
Shall quite strike off all service I have done,
In most accepted
Let Diomedes bear him,
And bring us Cressid hither: Calchas shall have
What he requests of us. Good
Furnish you fairly for this interchange:
Withal bring word if Hector will to-morrow
Be answer'd in
his challenge: Ajax is ready.
This shall I undertake; and 'tis a burden
Which I am proud to bear.
Exeunt DIOMEDES and CALCHAS
Enter ACHILLES and PATROCLUS, before their tent
Achilles stands i' the entrance of his tent:
Please it our general to pass strangely by him,
As if he were
forgot; and, princes all,
Lay negligent and loose regard upon him:
I will come last. 'Tis like he'll question
Why such unplausive eyes are bent on him:
If so, I have derision medicinable,
To use between your
strangeness and his pride,
Which his own will shall have desire to drink:
It may be good: pride hath no
To show itself but pride, for supple knees
Feed arrogance and are the proud man's fees.
We'll execute your purpose, and put on
A form of strangeness as we pass along:
So do each lord, and
either greet him not,
Or else disdainfully, which shall shake him more
Than if not look'd on. I will lead the
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