Ourselves shall eat him out of mere revenge.
Cook. O pray, your majesty, spare my life; there's some nice
cold pork in the pantry: I'll hash it for your majesty in a
minute.
King. Be thou first hash'd in hell, audacious slave.
[Kills him, and turns to Bombardinion.
Hash'd pork! shall Chrononhotonthologos
Be fed with swine's flesh, and at second-hand?
Now, by the gods! thou dost insult us, general!
Bomb. The gods can witness, that I little thought