Speeches (Lines) for Nestor
in "Troilus and Cressida"
Total: 38

1

I,3,481

With due observance of thy godlike seat,
Great Agamemnon, Nestor shall apply...

2

I,3,591

Most wisely hath Ulysses here discover'd
The fever whereof all our power is sick.

3

I,3,638

And in the imitation of these twain—
Who, as Ulysses says, opinion crowns...

4

I,3,664

Let this be granted, and Achilles' horse
Makes many Thetis' sons.

5

I,3,752

Tell him of Nestor, one that was a man
When Hector's grandsire suck'd: he is old now;...

6

I,3,773

What says Ulysses?

7

I,3,776

What is't?

8

I,3,783

Well, and how?

9

I,3,787

The purpose is perspicuous even as substance,
Whose grossness little characters sum up:...

10

I,3,796

Yes, 'tis most meet: whom may you else oppose,
That can from Hector bring his honour off,...

11

I,3,829

I see them not with my old eyes: what are they?

12

I,3,850

Ulysses,
Now I begin to relish thy advice;...

13

II,3,1308

What moves Ajax thus to bay at him?

14

II,3,1310

Who, Thersites?

15

II,3,1312

Then will Ajax lack matter, if he have lost his argument.

16

II,3,1315

All the better; their fraction is more our wish than
their faction: but it was a strong composure a fool...

17

II,3,1321

No Achilles with him.

18

II,3,1380

Yet he loves himself: is't not strange?

19

II,3,1422

[Aside to DIOMEDES] O, this is well; he rubs the
vein of him.

20

II,3,1432

How he describes himself!

21

II,3,1441

An 'twould, you'ld carry half.

22

II,3,1444

He's not yet through warm: force him with praises:
pour in, pour in; his ambition is dry.

23

II,3,1447

Our noble general, do not do so.

24

II,3,1452

Wherefore should you so?
He is not emulous, as Achilles is.

25

II,3,1457

What a vice were it in Ajax now,—

26

II,3,1480

Ay, my good son.

27

III,3,1926

Would you, my lord, aught with the general?

28

III,3,1928

Nothing, my lord.

29

IV,5,2618

Our general doth salute you with a kiss.

30

IV,5,2621

And very courtly counsel: I'll begin.
So much for Nestor.

31

IV,5,2659

A woman of quick sense.

32

IV,5,2730

Now, Ajax, hold thine own!

33

IV,5,2807

I have, thou gallant Trojan, seen thee oft
Labouring for destiny make cruel way...

34

IV,5,2829

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

35

IV,5,2832

Ha!
By this white beard, I'ld fight with thee to-morrow....

36

V,5,3473

Go, bear Patroclus' body to Achilles;
And bid the snail-paced Ajax arm for shame....

37

V,5,3504

So, so, we draw together.

38

V,9,3620

Peace, drums!
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