My
half-supped sword, that frankly would have fed,
Pleased
with this dainty bit, thus goes to bed.
-Achilles
Troilus And Cressida Act
V, Scene viii, Line 19-20
Okay, back at it. This is an interesting line towards the end of an
interesting, albeit short, scene. In the original Iliad, Achilles battles Hector
and wins. In Shakespeare’s version Achilles pretty much has his guys take care
of Hector. Here’s the whole scene; it’s only twenty-two lines.
SCENE VIII. Another part
of the plains.
Enter HECTOR
HECTOR
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.
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.
Puts
off his helmet and hangs his shield behind him
Enter
ACHILLES and Myrmidons
ACHILLES
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.
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.
HECTOR
I am unarm'd; forego this vantage, Greek.
ACHILLES
Strike, fellows, strike; this is the man I seek.
HECTOR
falls
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.'
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.
MYRMIDONS
The Trojan trumpets sound the like, my lord.
ACHILLES
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.
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.
Along the field I will the Trojan trail.
Exeunt
And that’s it. And that’s the end of Hector. While I’ve not
read the Iliad (I really need to do that; I bought Fagles’s translation last
year) I’m pretty sure that the battle between Hector and Achilles is a one-on-one
and a pivotal scene. Here it’s just a little talk and then the Myrmidons take
care of the task. The Myrmidons, by the way, are Achilles guys. I guess they’re
all from Myrmid? Not too sure about that. But they’re not a bunch of male
mermaids. That would just be weird.
Anyway, there’s some good stuff in that short scene. It
starts with Hector talking to his sword and it ends with Achilles talking to
his, before he gets ready to drag Hector’s body around the walls of Troy (and
isn’t that where someone shoots Achilles in the heel and kills him, thus
begetting the saying ‘the Achilles heel’?). And they really give some life to
those swords, don’t they? Achilles sword is ‘half-supped’, would have liked to
eat more, but now it’s going to bed. It almost makes me see a little sword guy
prancing around.
Mr. Sword
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