You starvelling, you eel-skin, you dried neat’s-tongue, you bull’s-pizzle, you stock-fish – O for breath to utter what is like thee! – you tailor’s-yard, you sheath, you bow-case, you vile standing tuck! – William Shakespeare Henry IV Part 1, Act 2, Scene 4.
Do thou amend thy face, and I’ll amend my life. – William Shakespeare Henry IV Part 1, Act 3, Scene 3.
I never saw thy face but I think upon hell-fire. – William Shakespeare Henry IV Part 1, Act 3, Scene 3.
There’s no room for faith, truth, nor honesty in this bosom of thine. It is all filled up with guts and midriff. – William Shakespeare Henry IV Part 1, Act 3, Scene 3.
Such toasts-and-butter, with hearts in their bellies no bigger than pins’ heads. – William Shakespeare Henry IV Part 1, Act 4, Scene 2.
Thou wouldn’t eat thy dead vomit up, And howl’st to find it. – William Shakespeare Henry IV Part 2, Act 1, Scene 3.
You are as a candle, the better part burnt out. – William Shakespeare Henry IV Part 2, Act 1, Scene 2.
You scullion! You rampallian! You fustilarian! I’ll tickle your catastrophe! – William Shakespeare Henry IV Part 2, Act 2, Scene 1.
He hath eaten me out of house and home, he hath put all my substance into that fat belly of his. – William Shakespeare Henry IV Part 2, Act 2, Scene 1.
O, he is as tedious As a tired horse, a railing wife, Worse than a smoky house. – William Shakespeare Henry IV Part 1, Act 3, Scene 1.
There’s no more faith in thee than in a stewed prune. – William Shakespeare Henry IV Part 1, Act 3, Scene 3.
So, so, thou common dog, didst thou disgorge Thy glutton bosom. – William Shakespeare Henry IV Part 2, Act 1, Scene 3.
Hang yourself, you muddy conger, hang yourself! – William Shakespeare Henry IV Part 2, Act 2, Scene 4.
What a disgrace it is for me to remember thy name! – William Shakespeare Henry IV Part 2, Act 2, Scene 2.
He lives upon mouldy stewed prunes and dried cakes. – William Shakespeare Henry IV Part 2, Act 2, Scene 4.