Ther.

Now they are clapper-clawing one another, I'll go look on. That dissembling abominable varlet, Diomede, has got that same scurvy, doating, foolish young knave's sleeve of Troy, there, in his helm; I would fain see them meet; that, that

same young Trojan ass, that loves the whore there, might send that Greekish whore-masterly villain with the sleeve, back to the dissembling luxurious drab, on a sleeveless errand. ^{5 note}O'th' other side, the policy of those crafty swearing rascals, that the stale old mouse-eaten dry cheese Nestor, and that same dog-fox Ulysses, is not prov'd worth a black-berry—They set me up in policy that mungril cur Ajax, against that dog of as bad a kind, Achilles. And now is the cur Ajax prouder than the cur Achilles, and will not arm to-day: whereupon the Grecians begin ^{6 note}to proclaim barbarism, and policy grows into an ill opinion.