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Shakespeare Insults
From Richard II
God and good men hate so foul a liar
It issues from the rancour of a villain, a recreant and most degenerate traitor
Now put it, God, in the physician's mind to help him to his grave immediately
Pray God we may make haste, and come too late
Snakes, in my heart blood warmed, that sting my heart. Three Judases, each one thrice worse than Judas
Thou little thing better than earth
Thou haught insulting man
Fiend, thou torments me ere I come to hell
Go thou and fill another room in hell
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