"The End Crowns All"
Context: The Trojan War is in its eighth year. A challenge to individual combat arrives in the Greek camp from Hector, the Trojan champion. The Greeks choose Ajax to oppose him. The fight between the champions is brief. Hector refuses to continue because Ajax is his kinsman. Declaring a truce, the Greek leaders take the opportunity to meet and converse with their famous and formidable foe. Hector remembers Ulysses from years past, when the latter was an ambassador to Troy, and prophesied the destruction of the city.
ULYSSESSir I foretold you then what would ensue.My prophecy is but half his journey yet,. . .Yon towers, whose wanton tops do buss the cloudsMust kiss their own feet.HECTORI must not believe you.There they stand yet; and modestly I think,The fall of every Phrygian stone will costA drop of Grecian blood. The end crowns all,And that old common arbitrator TimeWill one day end it.ULYSSESSo to him we leave it.. . .