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When thou hast hung thy advancèd sword i’th’air,
Not letting it decline on the declined,
That I have said unto my standers-by: [190]
‘Lo, Jupiter is yonder, dealing life!’

And I have seen thee pause and take thy breath,
When that a ring of Greeks have hemmed thee in,
Like an Olympian wrestling. This have I seen;
But this thy countenance, still locked in steel, [195]

I never saw till now. I knew thy grandsire,
And once fought with him: he was a soldier good,
But by great Mars, the captain of us all,
Never like thee. Let an old man embrace thee;

And, worthy warrior, welcome to our tents. [200]

AENEAS
’Tis the old Nestor.

HECTOR
Let me embrace thee, good old chronicle,
That hast so long walked hand in hand with time;
Most reverend Nestor, I am glad to clasp thee.

NESTOR

I would my arms could match thee in contention, [205]
As they contend with thee in courtesy.

HECTOR
I would they could.

NESTOR
Ha!
By this white beard, I’d fight with thee tomorrow.
Well, welcome, welcome! − I have seen the time − [210]

ULYSSES
I wonder now how yonder city stands
When we have here her base and pillar by us.