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 vallain, with the sleeve, back to the dissembling luxurious drab, of a sleeveless errant. O'th' t'other side, the policy of those crafty swearing rascals, that stale old mouse-eaten dry cheese Nestor, and that same dog-fox Ulysses, is not prov'd worth a blackberry. 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 to proclaim barbarism, and policy grows into an ill opinion.