[Gazing after her in a muffled frenzy.]
Hateful harlot! Boils cover your small cruel face.
O, fine champion Moses: O, so good to us:
O, grand begetter on her of a whip and a torturer,
Her father, born to us since you kissed her.
Our champion, O so good to us!
Young Hebrew
For shame! Our brothers’ twisted blood-smeared gums
Tell we only have more room for wreck curtailed:
For you, having no teeth to draw, it is no mercy