ULYSSES.
[Aside.] Wit would be out of fashion.
AJAX.
A’ should not bear it so, a’ should eat’s words first.
Shall pride carry it?
NESTOR.
[Aside.] And ’twould, you’d carry half.
ULYSSES.
[Aside.] A’ would have ten shares.
AJAX.
I will knead him, I’ll make him supple.
NESTOR.
[Aside.] He’s not yet through warm. Force him with praises; pour in, pour in; his ambition is dry.
ULYSSES.
[To Agamemnon.] My lord, you feed too much on this dislike.
NESTOR.
Our noble general, do not do so.
DIOMEDES.
You must prepare to fight without Achilles.
ULYSSES.
Why ’tis this naming of him does him harm.
Here is a man—but ’tis before his face;
I will be silent.