We would purge the land of these drones, that rob the bee of her honey. – William Shakespeare Pericles, Act 2, Scene 1.
Some such strange bull leapt your father’s cow, And got a calf in that same noble feat Much like to you, for you have just his bleat. – William Shakespeare Much Ado About Nothing, Act 5, Scene 4.
I do defy him, and I spit at him, Call him a slanderous coward, and a villain. – William Shakespeare Richard II, Act 1, Scene 1.
Terrible hell, make war upon their spotted souls for this! – William Shakespeare Richard II, Act 3, Scene 2.
He daily doth frequent with unrestrained loose companions. – William Shakespeare Richard II, Act 5, Scene 3.
Noisome weeds which without profit suck The soil’s fertility from wholesome flowers. – William Shakespeare Richard II, Act 3, Scene 4.
Foul devil, for God’s sake hence, and trouble us not; For thou hast made the happy earth thy hell, Filled it with cursing cries and deep exclaims. – William Shakespeare Richard III, Act 1, Scene 2.
Fouler than heart can think thee, thou canst make No excuse current but to hang thyself. – William Shakespeare Richard III, Act 1, Scene 2.
Spit upon him while I say he lies, and lies, and lies. – William Shakespeare Richard II, Act 4, Scene 1.
Thy food is such As hath been belched on by infected lungs. – William Shakespeare Pericles, Act 4, Scene 6.
Earth gapes, hell burns, fiends roar, saints pray, To have him suddenly conveyed from hence. Cancel his bond of life, dear God I pray, That I may live and say, ‘the dog is dead.’ – William Shakespeare Richard III, Act 4, Scene 4.
A sort of vagabonds, rascals, and runaways; A scum of Bretons and base lackey peasants, Whom their o’er-cloyed country vomits forth. – William Shakespeare Richard III, Act 5, Scene 3.
Hie thee to hell for shame, and leave this world, Thou cacodemon: there thy kingdom is. – William Shakespeare Richard III, Act 1, Scene 3.