Shakespeare insults

• • Thou art a flesh-monger, a fool and a coward.

• • Such bugs and goblins in my life!

• • Villain, I have done thy mother.

• • Canst thou believe thy living is a life, so stinkingly depending? Go mend, go mend.

• • A most notable coward, an infinite and endless liar, an hourly promise breaker, the owner of no one good quality.

• • Come, come, you talk greasily; your lips grow foul.

• • Thine forward voice, now, is to speak well of thine friend; thine backward voice is to utter foul speeches and to detract.

• • Thou puny whoreson boar-pig!

• • Thou elvish-mark’d, abortive, rooting hog!

• • Your face is as a book, where men may read strange matters.

• • Thou art a boil, a plague sore.

• • Thou art the best o’ th’ cut-throats.

• • Thou art as loathsome as a toad.

• • Your bedded hair, like life in excrements, start up and stand on end.

• • Methink’st thou art a general offence and every man should beat thee.

• • Go, ye giddy goose.

• • Thy tongue outvenoms all the worms of Nile.

• • Drop into the rotten mouth of death.

• • You scullion! You rampallian! You fustilarian! I’ll tickle your catastrophe!

Great selection of Shakespeare insults

• • Thou art only mark’d for hot vengeance and the rod of heaven.

• • Would thou wert clean enough to spit upon.

• • Hence rotten thing! Or I shall shake thy bones out of thy garments.

• • Go, prick thy face, and over-red thy fear, Thou lily-liver’d boy.

• • Thou lumpish pox-marked nut-hook!

• • My wife’s a hobby horse!

• • Thou churlish milk-livered haggard!

• • Would thou wouldst burst!

• • Draw your neck out of your collar.

• • There’s no more faith in thee than in a stewed prune.

• • Sell your face for five pence and ’tis dear.

• • 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!

• • Thou roguish dizzy-eyed flax-wench!

• • Thou clay-brained guts, thou knotty-pated fool, thou whoreson obscene greasy tallow-catch!

• • Thou fobbing clapper-clawed devil-mon!

• • Away, you three-inch fool!

• • Go, prick thy face, and over-red thy fear, Thou lily-liver’d boy.

• • Thou poisonous bunch-back’d toad!

• • Thou crusty botch of nature!

• • Peace, ye fat guts!

• • Thou thing of no bowels thou!

• • Thou art like a toad; ugly and venomous.

• • Thy kiss is comfortless as frozen water to a starved snake.

• • Your brain is as dry as the remainder biscuit after voyage.

• • Take you me for a sponge?

• • Your virginity breeds mites, much like a cheese.

• • Thou whoreson mandrake, thou art fitter to be worn in my cap than to wait at my heels.

More Shakespeare insults

• • Thou art unfit for any place but hell.

• • What, you egg! Young fry of treachery!

• • Thou are pigeon-liver’d and lack gall.

• • Why thou globe of sinful continents, what a life dost thou lead!

• • You are as a candle, the better burnt out.

• • Thou rump-fed ronyon!

• • Thine face is not worth sunburning.

• • False face must hide what the false heart doth know.

• • 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?

• • Thou ruttish clapper-clawed varlot!

• • Thou cream faced loon.

• • Thou qualling fat-kidneyed bladder!

• • A most notable coward, an infinite and endless liar, an hourly promise breaker, the owner of no one good quality.

• • Thou art a man of wax.

• • If thou wilt needs marry, marry a fool; for wise men know well enough what monsters you make of them.

• • Thy sin’s not accidental, but a trade.

• • Idol of idiot-worshippers!

• • Thou subtle, perjur’d, false, disloyal man!

• • Thou wayward pox-marked horn-beast!

• • Thou art as fat as butter.

• • Thy lips rot off!

• • Come, come, you froward and unable worms!

• • Thou froward beetle-headed popinjay!