RUGBY.
Forbear; here’s company.
Enter Page, Shallow, Slender and Host.
HOST
God bless thee, bully doctor!
SHALLOW.
God save you, Master Doctor Caius!
PAGE.
Now, good Master Doctor!
SLENDER.
Give you good morrow, sir.
CAIUS.
Vat be all you, one, two, tree, four, come for?
HOST.
To see thee fight, to see thee foin, to see thee traverse; to see thee here, to see thee there; to see thee pass thy punto, thy stock, thy reverse, thy distance, thy montant. Is he dead, my Ethiopian? Is he dead, my Francisco? Ha, bully? What says my Aesculapius, my Galen, my heart of elder, ha? Is he dead, bully stale? Is he dead?
CAIUS.
By gar, he is de coward Jack-priest of de vorld. He is not show his face.
HOST.
Thou art a Castalion King Urinal Hector of Greece, my boy!