How I’m gall’d!
Worn and mangled to a mash—
There they go! Koash, koash!
Frogs.Brekeke-kesh, koash, koash!
Bacchus.Oh, beshrew,
All your crew!
You don’t consider how I smart.
Frogs.Now for a sample of the art!
Brekeke-kesh, koash, koash!
Bacchus.I wish you hanged, with all my heart!