Oswald. "What dost thou know me for?"
Kent. "A knave, a rascal, an eater of broken meats;
a base, proud, shallow, beggarly, three-suited,
hundred-pound, filthy worsted-stocking knave;
a lily-livered, action-talking, whoreson, glass-gazing,
superserviceable, finical rogue; one-trunk-inheriting slave;
one that wouldst be a bawd in way of good service, and
art nothing but the composition of a knave, beggar, coward.
pander, and the son and heir of a mongrel bitch; one whom
I will beat into clamorous whining if thou deniest the least
syllable of thy addition."
- King Lear
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