Thou hast insulted and beaten the King's children? Thou wretched cur! Hast thou no fear of God or King? Thy mother was a hamster and thy father smelt of elderberries-- no, wait--thou art a traitor, a dog-hearted knave! Thy face is not worth sunburning, yet thou hast ruined it by this folly! Thou art unfit to lick a leper's boot, let alone touch a prince. Remove this hedge-pig from my sight! What, thou saucy, ill-breeding varlet! Dost thou presume to strike the King's own progeny? Thou art a boil on the face of virtue! Away with him, guards! Hold thy hand, base villain! Thou has laid violent hands upon thy royal blood. By God's wounds, thou shalt answer for this with thy head!
