And change the word thy passion gave.No soldier loveth, in his need,The glory of a chief too brave.A spy is best: a spy, to learnFor what strange work those beacons burnAll night beside the guarded wave.HECTOR.Ye all so wish it?—Well, ye conquer me.(To AENEAS) Go thou and calm the allies. There will beSome stir among them, hearing of these highAnd midnight councils.—I will seek the spyTo send to the Greek camp. If there we learnOf some plot hatching, on the man’s returnI straight will call thee and share counsels. So.But wait attentive. If he says they goShipward and plan to escape, one trumpet callShall warn thee, and I wait no more, but fallOn camp and hulls, or ever dawn can rise.AENEAS.Aye, haste and send him. Now thy plans are wise,And when need comes I am with thee, sword by sword. [Exit AENEAS.HECTOR(turning to the Guards and other soldiers).Ye gathered Trojans, sharers of my word,