The history
887840Aiax. I
say the proclamation.
888841Ther. Thou gromble
st and rayle
st euery houre on
Achil- 889842les, and thou art as full of enuy at his greatne
sse, as
Cerberus 890843is at P
roserpinas beauty, I that thou bark
st at him.
891844Aiax. Mi
stres T
hersites.
892845Ther. Thou
should
st strike him.
AiaxCoblofe, 894846Hee would punne thee into
shiuers with his
fist, as a
sayler
895847breakes a bi
sket, you hor
son curre. Do? do
? 897848Aiax: Thou
stoole for a witch:
898849Ther. I, Do? do? thou
sodden witted Lord, thou ha
st 899850no more braine then I haue in mine elbowes, an
Asinico 900851may tutor thee, you
scuruy valiant a
sse, thou art heere but to
901852thra
sh Troyans, and thou art bought and
sould among tho
se
902853of any wit, like a Barbarian
slaue. If thou v
se to beate mee I
903854will beginne at thy heele, and tell what thou art by ynches,
904855thou thing of no bowells thou.
905856Aiax. You dog:
Ther. You
scuruy Lord.
908858Ther. Mars his Idiot, do rudene
sse, do Camel, do, do.
910859Achil. Why how now
Aiax wherefore do yee thus,
911860How now T
hersites whats the matter man.
912861Ther. You
see him there? do you?
913862Achil. I whats the matter.
Ther: Nay looke vpon him.
915863Achil: So I do, whats the matter?
916864Ther: Nay but regard him well.
917865Achil: Well, why
so I do.
918866Ther: But yet you looke not well vpon him, for who
some
919867euer you take him to be he is
Aiax. 920868Achil. I know that foole.
921869Ther. I but that foole knowes not him
selfe.
922870Aiax: Therefore I beate thee.
923871Ther: Lo, lo, lo, lo, what
modicums of wit he vtters, his eua
- 924872sions haue eares thus long, I haue bobd his braine more then
925873he has beate my bones. It will buy nine
sparrowes for a pen
- 926874ny, and his
pia mater is not worth the ninth part of a
spar
- 927875row: this Lord (
Achilles)
Aiax, who weares his wit in his bel
- 928876ly, and his guts in his head, I tell you what I
say of him.
930877Ach. What.
Ther. I
say this
Aiax.
Achil.