Troilus and Cressida Translation Act 5, Scene 8
Most putrefied core, so fair without, Thy goodly armour thus hath cost thy life. Now is my day's work done; I'll take good breath: Rest, sword; thou hast thy fill of blood and death.
Cowardly man, so beautiful on the outside, your beautiful armor has cost you your life. Now I am able to finish for the day, and rest well. Take a rest, sword, you have had enough blood and death today.
Puts off his helmet and hangs his shield behind him
Enter ACHILLES and Myrmidons
Look, Hector, how the sun begins to set; How ugly night comes breathing at his heels: Even with the vail and darking of the sun, To close the day up, Hector's life is done.
Look how the sun begins to set, Hector. Now night is pursuing him. Just as a dark shadow is coming over the earth, Hector's life is over.
I am unarm'd; forego this vantage, Greek.
I have disarmed, don't take advantage like this, Greek.
Strike, fellows, strike; this is the man I seek.
Attack, men, attack. This is the man I have been hunting.
So, Ilion, fall thou next! now, Troy, sink down! Here lies thy heart, thy sinews, and thy bone. On, Myrmidons, and cry you all amain, 'Achilles hath the mighty Hector slain.'
A retreat sounded
Hark! a retire upon our Grecian part.
The Trojan trumpets sound the like, my lord.
The dragon wing of night o'erspreads the earth, And, stickler-like, the armies separates. My half-supp'd sword, that frankly would have fed, Pleased with this dainty bait, thus goes to bed.
Sheathes his sword
Come, tie his body to my horse's tail;Along the field I will the Trojan trail.
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