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Thersites ? Thersites ? Dog. Thou Bitch-Wolfes-Sonne, canst y u not hear? Feel then. Speak then you whinid'st leaven speak, I will beat thee into handsomeness. Toads stool, learn me the Proclamation. The Proclamation. Do not Porpentine, do not; my fingers itch. I say the Proclamation. Mistress Thersites. Coblofe. You horson Cur. Thou stool for a Witch. You dog. You Cur. Yes, Lion sick, sick of proud heart; you may call it Melancholy if will favour the man, but by my head, it is pride; but why, why, let him show us the cause? A word my Lord. Is he so much, do you not think, he thinks himself a better man then I am? If I go to him, with my armed fist, I'll pash him over the face. And a be proud with me, isle phese his pride: let me go to him. A paltry insolent fellow. Can he not be sociable? I'll let his humours blood. And all men were a my mind. A should not bear it so, a should eat Swords first: shall pride carry it? I will knede him, I'll make him supple, he's not yet through warm. A horson dog, that shall palter thus with us, would he were a Trojan. Shall I call you Father? Thou, Trumpet, ther's my purse; Now crack thy lungs, and split thy brazen pipe: Blow villain, till thy sphered Bias cheek Out-swell the colic of puffed Aquilon : Come, stretch thy chest, and let thy eyes spout blood: Thou blowest for Hector. I am not warm yet, let us fight again. I thank thee Hector : Thou art too gentle, and too free a man: I came to kill thee Cozen, and bear hence A great addition, earned in thy death. If I might in entreaties find success, As seld I have the chance; I would desire My famous Cousin to our Grecian Tents. Great Agamemnon comes to meet us here. Troilus, thou coward Troilus. Troilus, thou coward Troilus, show thy head. What wouldst thou? Were I the General, Thou shouldst have my office, Ere that correction: Troilus I say, what Troilus ? I'll fight with him alone, stand Diomed. If it be so, yet bragless let it be: Great Hector was a man as good as he. Therefore I bear thee. Oh thou damned Cur, I shall— I bade thee vile Owl, go learn me the tenure of the Proclamation, and he rails upon me. Well, go too, go too. I shall cut out your tongue. Farewell? who shall answer him? Oh meaning you, I will go learn more of it. What is he more then another? Will you subscribe his thought, and say he is? Why should a man be proud? How does pride grow? I know not what it is. I do hate a proud man, as I hate the engendering of Toads. How now Patroclus ? Would. I, and good next day too. Do not chafe thee Cousin: And you Achilles, let these threats alone Till accident, or purpose bring you too't. You may every day enough of Hector. If you have stomach. The general state I fear, Can scarce entreat you to be odd with him. No yonder'tis, there where we see the light. No, not a whit.