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William Aldis Wright [1863–1866], The works of William Shakespeare edited by William George Clark... and John Glover [and William Aldis Wright] (Macmillan and Co., London) [word count] [S10701].
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Scene IV. [Footnote: The field note between Troy and the Grecian camp. Alarums. note Excursions. Enter Thersites. note

Ther.

Now they are clapper-clawing one another; I'll go look on. That dissembling abominable varlet, Diomed, has got that same scurvy doting foolish young note knave's sleeve of Troy note 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 whoremasterly villain, with the sleeve, back to the dissembling luxurious drab, of a sleeveless

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errand note. O' the t'other note side, the policy of those crafty swearing note rascals, that stale note old mouse-eaten dry cheese note, Nestor, and that same dog-fox, Ulysses, is not proved note worth a blackberry. They set me up in policy that mongrel 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 note to proclaim barbarism, and policy grows into an ill opinion.

Enter note Diomedes and Troilus.

Soft! here comes sleeve, and t'other note.

Tro.
Fly not; for shouldst thou take the river Styx,
I would swim after. note

Dio.
Thou dost miscall retire:
I do not fly; but advantageous care
Withdrew me from the odds of multitude:
Have at thee! note

Ther.

Hold thy whore, Grecian! Now for thy whore, Trojan! Now the sleeve, now the sleeve! note

[Exeunt note Troilus and Diomedes, fighting. noteEnter Hector.

Hect.
What art thou note, Greek? art thou for Hector's match?
Art thou of blood and honour?

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Ther.

No, no: I am a rascal; a scurvy railing knave; a very filthy rogue. note

Hect.

I do believe thee. Live.

[Exit. note

Ther.

God-a-mercy, that thou wilt believe me; but a plague break thy neck for note frighting me! What's become of the wenching rogues? I think they have swallowed one another: I would laugh at that miracle: yet in a sort lechery eats itself. I'll seek them.

[Exit. note
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William Aldis Wright [1863–1866], The works of William Shakespeare edited by William George Clark... and John Glover [and William Aldis Wright] (Macmillan and Co., London) [word count] [S10701].
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