Your brain is as dry as the remainder biscuit after voyage - As You Like It
Never hung poison on a fouler toad. Out of my sight! thou dost infect my eyes. Richard III
There’s no more faith in thee than in a stewed prune. - Henry IV , Part 1
He has not so much brain as ear-wax. - Troilus and Cressida
This woman’s an easy glove, my lord, she goes off and on at pleasure. – All’s Well That Ends Well
That trunk of humours, that bolting-hutch of beastliness, that swollen parcel of dropsies, that huge bombard of sack, that stuffed cloak-bag of guts, that roasted Manningtree ox with pudding in his belly, that reverend vice, that grey Iniquity, that father ruffian, that vanity in years? - Henry IV, Part 1
Your brain is as dry as the remainder biscuit after voyage - As You Like It
Never hung poison on a fouler toad. Out of my sight! thou dost infect my eyes. Richard III
There’s no more faith in thee than in a stewed prune. - Henry IV , Part 1
He has not so much brain as ear-wax. - Troilus and Cressida
This woman’s an easy glove, my lord, she goes off and on at pleasure. - All’s Well That Ends Well
That trunk of humours, that bolting-hutch of beastliness, that swollen parcel of dropsies, that huge bombard of sack, that stuffed cloak-bag of guts, that roasted Manningtree ox with pudding in his belly, that reverend vice, that grey Iniquity, that father ruffian, that vanity in years? - Henry IV, Part 1
Would thou wert clean enough to spit upon - Timon of Athens
Your brain is as dry as the remainder biscuit after voyage - As You Like It
Never hung poison on a fouler toad. Out of my sight! thou dost infect my eyes. Richard III
There’s no more faith in thee than in a stewed prune. - Henry IV , Part 1
He has not so much brain as ear-wax. - Troilus and Cressida
This woman’s an easy glove, my lord, she goes off and on at pleasure. - All’s Well That Ends Well
That trunk of humours, that bolting-hutch of beastliness, that swollen parcel of dropsies, that huge bombard of sack, that stuffed cloak-bag of guts, that roasted Manningtree ox with pudding in his belly, that reverend vice, that grey Iniquity, that father ruffian, that vanity in years? - Henry IV, Part 1
Would thou wert clean enough to spit upon - Timon of Athens
Thou elvish-mark’d, abortive, rooting hog! - Richard III
Your brain is as dry as the remainder biscuit after voyage - As You Like It
Never hung poison on a fouler toad. Out of my sight! thou dost infect my eyes. Richard III
There’s no more faith in thee than in a stewed prune. - Henry IV , Part 1
He has not so much brain as ear-wax. - Troilus and Cressida
This woman’s an easy glove, my lord, she goes off and on at pleasure. - All’s Well That Ends Well
That trunk of humours, that bolting-hutch of beastliness, that swollen parcel of dropsies, that huge bombard of sack, that stuffed cloak-bag of guts, that roasted Manningtree ox with pudding in his belly, that reverend vice, that grey Iniquity, that father ruffian, that vanity in years? - Henry IV, Part 1
Would thou wert clean enough to spit upon - Timon of Athens
Thou elvish-mark’d, abortive, rooting hog! - Richard III
Your brain is as dry as the remainder biscuit after voyage - As You Like It
Never hung poison on a fouler toad. Out of my sight! thou dost infect my eyes. Richard III
There’s no more faith in thee than in a stewed prune. - Henry IV , Part 1
He has not so much brain as ear-wax. - Troilus and Cressida
This woman’s an easy glove, my lord, she goes off and on at pleasure. - All’s Well That Ends Well
That trunk of humours, that bolting-hutch of beastliness, that swollen parcel of dropsies, that huge bombard of sack, that stuffed cloak-bag of guts, that roasted Manningtree ox with pudding in his belly, that reverend vice, that grey Iniquity, that father ruffian, that vanity in years? - Henry IV, Part 1
Would thou wert clean enough to spit upon - Timon of Athens
Thou elvish-mark’d, abortive, rooting hog! - Richard III
Her face is not worth sunburning. - Henry V
The tartness of his face sours ripe grapes. - The Comedy of Errors
Your brain is as dry as the remainder biscuit after voyage - As You Like It
Never hung poison on a fouler toad. Out of my sight! thou dost infect my eyes. Richard III
There’s no more faith in thee than in a stewed prune. - Henry IV , Part 1
He has not so much brain as ear-wax. - Troilus and Cressida
This woman’s an easy glove, my lord, she goes off and on at pleasure. - All’s Well That Ends Well
That trunk of humours, that bolting-hutch of beastliness, that swollen parcel of dropsies, that huge bombard of sack, that stuffed cloak-bag of guts, that roasted Manningtree ox with pudding in his belly, that reverend vice, that grey Iniquity, that father ruffian, that vanity in years? - Henry IV, Part 1
Would thou wert clean enough to spit upon - Timon of Athens
Thou elvish-mark’d, abortive, rooting hog! - Richard III
Her face is not worth sunburning. - Henry V
The tartness of his face sours ripe grapes. - The Comedy of Errors
a lily-liver’d, action-taking, whoreson, glass-gazing, superserviceable, finical rogue - King Lear
Your brain is as dry as the remainder biscuit after voyage - As You Like It
Never hung poison on a fouler toad. Out of my sight! thou dost infect my eyes. Richard III
There’s no more faith in thee than in a stewed prune. - Henry IV , Part 1
He has not so much brain as ear-wax. - Troilus and Cressida
This woman’s an easy glove, my lord, she goes off and on at pleasure. - All’s Well That Ends Well
That trunk of humours, that bolting-hutch of beastliness, that swollen parcel of dropsies, that huge bombard of sack, that stuffed cloak-bag of guts, that roasted Manningtree ox with pudding in his belly, that reverend vice, that grey Iniquity, that father ruffian, that vanity in years? - Henry IV, Part 1
Would thou wert clean enough to spit upon - Timon of Athens
Thou elvish-mark’d, abortive, rooting hog! - Richard III
Her face is not worth sunburning. - Henry V
The tartness of his face sours ripe grapes. - The Comedy of Errors
a lily-liver’d, action-taking, whoreson, glass-gazing, superserviceable, finical rogue - King Lear
Your brain is as dry as the remainder biscuit after voyage - As You Like It
Never hung poison on a fouler toad. Out of my sight! thou dost infect my eyes. Richard III
There’s no more faith in thee than in a stewed prune. - Henry IV , Part 1
He has not so much brain as ear-wax. - Troilus and Cressida
This woman’s an easy glove, my lord, she goes off and on at pleasure. - All’s Well That Ends Well
That trunk of humours, that bolting-hutch of beastliness, that swollen parcel of dropsies, that huge bombard of sack, that stuffed cloak-bag of guts, that roasted Manningtree ox with pudding in his belly, that reverend vice, that grey Iniquity, that father ruffian, that vanity in years? - Henry IV, Part 1
Would thou wert clean enough to spit upon - Timon of Athens
Thou elvish-mark’d, abortive, rooting hog! - Richard III
Her face is not worth sunburning. - Henry V
The tartness of his face sours ripe grapes. - The Comedy of Errors
a lily-liver’d, action-taking, whoreson, glass-gazing, superserviceable, finical rogue - King Lear
Villain, I have done thy mother - Titus Andronicus
His wit’s as thick as a Tewkesbury mustard - Henry IV, Part 2
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