Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Vlys. Shall shew the better. Do not consent,
Vlys. That euer Hector and Achilles meete:
Vlys. For both our Honour, and our Shame in this,
Vlys. Are dogg'd with two strange Followers.
Nest. Nest.
Nest. I see them not with my old eies: what are they?
Vlys. Vlys.
Vlys. What glory our Achilles shares from Hector,
Vlys. (Were he not proud) we all should weare with him:
Vlys. But he already is too insolent,
Vlys. And we were better parch in Affricke Sunne,
Vlys. Then in the pride and salt scorne of his eyes
Vlys. Should he scape Hector faire. If he were soyld,
Vlys. Why then we did our maine opinion crush
Vlys. In taint of our best man. No, make a Lott'ry,
Vlys. And by deuice let blockish Aiax draw
Vlys. The sort to fight with Hector: Among our selues,
Vlys. Giue him allowance as the worthier man,
Vlys. For that will physicke the great Myrmidon
Vlys. Who broyles in lowd applause, and make him fall