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Shakespeare insultsWilliam Shakespeare is world known English poet, playwright, and actor. Regarded as the best writer in the English language by many. His works are translated to many different languages to the enjoyment of many. I have collected some of the best of Shakespeare insults that you can enjoy. The language is a bit dated, but most will still understand the meaning behind them.

  • 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!
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  • 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.
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  • 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!
Although hand birthdate is unknown, we know that he lived in the 1600 century. If one were to make a bout of insults, William Shakespeare would win it all. His vocabulary and play of word are so great, that only few could match. His works have thrilled and entertained many for centuries, hence the many his insults which is so famous today.

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