Hect. Troilus, I would not have you fight to-day. 50
Tro. Who should withhold me?[2304]
Not fate, obedience, nor the hand of Mars
Beckoning with fiery truncheon my retire;
Not Priamus and Hecuba on knees,
Their eyes o'ergalled with recourse of tears; 55
Nor you, my brother, with your true sword drawn,
Opposed to hinder me, should stop my way,
But by my ruin.
Re-enter Cassandra, with Priam.[2305]
Cas. Lay hold upon him, Priam, hold him fast:[2306]
He is thy crutch; now if thou lose thy stay, 60
Thou on him leaning, and all Troy on thee,
Fall all together.
Pri. Come, Hector, come, go back:[2307]
Thy wife hath dream'd; thy mother hath had visions;
Cassandra doth foresee; and I myself
Am like a prophet suddenly enrapt, 65
To tell thee that this day is ominous:
Therefore, come back.
Hect. Æneas is afield;[2308]
And I do stand engaged to many Greeks,
Even in the faith of valour, to appear
This morning to them.
Pri. Ay, but thou shalt not go.[2309] 70
Hect. I must not break my faith.
You know me dutiful; therefore, dear sir,
Let me not shame respect; but give me leave
To take that course by your consent and voice,
Which you do here forbid me, royal Priam. 75
Cas. O Priam, yield not to him!
And. Do not, dear father.