Act V, Scene ix:
Another part of the plain

[Sound retreat. Shout. Enter AGAMEMNON, AJAX, MENELAUS, NESTOR,DIOMEDES, and the rest, marching.]

AGAMEMNON.:

Hark! hark! what shout is this?

NESTOR.:

Peace, drums!

SOLDIERS.:

[Within.] Achilles! Achilles! Hector's slain. Achilles!

DIOMEDES.:

The bruit is Hector's slain, and by Achilles.

AJAX.:

If it be so, yet bragless let it be;

Great Hector was as good a man as he.

AGAMEMNON.:

March patiently along. Let one be sent

To pray Achilles see us at our tent.

If in his death the gods have us befriended;

Great Troy is ours, and our sharp wars are ended.

[Exeunt.]