1    Now they are clapper-clawing one another; I'll go
2    look on. That dissembling abominable varlets Diomed,
3    has got that same scurvy doting foolish young knave's
4    sleeve of Troy there in his helm: I would fain see
5    them meet; that that same young Trojan ass, that
6    loves the whore there, might send that Greekish
7    whore-masterly villain, with the sleeve, back to the
8    dissembling luxurious drab, of a sleeveless errand.
9    O' the t'other side, the policy of those crafty
10   swearing rascals, that stale old mouse-eaten dry
11   cheese, Nestor, and that same dog-fox, Ulysses, is
12   not proved worthy a blackberry: they set me up, in
13   policy, that mongrel cur, Ajax, against that dog of
14   as bad a kind, Achilles: and now is the cur Ajax
15   prouder than the cur Achilles, and will not arm
16   to-day; whereupon the Grecians begin to proclaim
17   barbarism, and policy grows into an ill opinion.
18   Soft! here comes sleeve, and t'other.

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

21   Thou dost miscall retire:
22   I do not fly, but advantageous care
23   Withdrew me from the odds of multitude:
24   Have at thee!

25   Hold thy whore, Grecian!--now for thy whore,
26   Trojan!--now the sleeve, now the sleeve!

27   What art thou, Greek? art thou for Hector's match?
28   Art thou of blood and honour?

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

31   I do believe thee: live.

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