PAR. General and brother, Hector, thee I call:
Yet sleep’st thou? doth not this important hour
Demand thy vigilance? some foes approach,
Robbers or spies.
MIN. Be of good cheer; for Venus
Protects you: I in all your battles feel
An interest, mindful of the prize I gained
Favoured by you, and am for ever grateful:
Now to the host of Ilion I conduct
Your noble Thracian friend, who from the Muse,
Harmonious goddess, and from Strymon springs.
PAR. To Troy and me thou ever art a friend.
In thy behalf when I that judgment gave,
I boast that for this city I obtained
The greatest treasure life affords. But hither,
Hearing an indistinct account, I come;
For ’mong the guards there hath prevailed a rumour,
That Grecian spies have entered Ilion’s walls:
Though the astonished messenger who bore
These tidings, saw them not himself, nor knows
Who saw them: I on this account am going
To Hector’s tent.
MIN. Fear nought; for in the camp
No new event hath happened. To arrange
The Thracian troops is Hector gone.
PAR. Thy words
Are most persuasive, and to them I yield
Implicit credence. From all fears released,
I to my former station will return.
MIN. Go and depend upon my guardian care
To see my faithful votaries ever blest;
For you in me shall find a zealous friend.
[_Exit_ PARIS.