wit in this head, an 'twould out;' and so there is, but it lies as coldly in him as fire in a flint, which will not show without knocking. The man's undone forever; for if Hector break not his neck i' the combat, he'll break 't himself in vain-glory. He knows not me: I said 'Good morrow, Ajax;' and he replies 'Thanks, Agamemnon.' What think you of this man that takes me for the general? He's grown a very land-fish, language-less, a monster. A plague of opinion! a man may wear it on both sides, like a leather jerkin. Thou must be my ambassador to him, Thersites. Who, I? why, he'll answer nobody; he professes not answering: speaking is for beggars; he wears his tongue in's arms. I will put on his presence: let Patroclus make demands to me, you shall see the pageant of Ajax. To him, Patroclus; tell him I humbly desire the valiant Ajax to invite the most valorous Hector to come unarmed to my tent, and to procure safe-conduct for his person of the magnanimous and most illustrious six-or-seven-times-honoured captain-general of the Grecian army, Agamemnon, et cetera. Do this. Jove bless great Ajax! Hum! I come from the worthy Achilles,-- Ha! Who most humbly desires you to invite Hector to his tent,-- Hum! And to procure safe-conduct from Agamemnon. Agamemnon! Ay, my lord. Ha! What say you to't? God b' wi' you, with all my heart. Your answer, sir. If to-morrow be a fair day, by eleven o'clock it will go one way or other: howsoever, he shall pay for me ere he has me. Your answer, sir. Fare you well, with all my heart. Why, but he is not in this tune, is he? No, but he's out o' tune thus. What music will be in him when Hector has knocked out his brains, I know not; but, I am sure, none, unless the fiddler Apollo get his sinews to make catlings on. Come, thou shalt bear a letter to him straight. Let me bear another to his horse; for that's the more capable creature. My mind is troubled, like a fountain stirr'd; And I myself see not the bottom of it. Would the fountain of your mind were clear again, that I might water an ass at it! I had rather be a tick in a sheep than such a valiant ignorance. See, ho! who is that there? It is the Lord AEneas. Is the prince there in person? Had I so good occasion