Kath. Well ta'en, and like a buzzard.
Pet. O slow-wing'd turtle! shall a buzzard take thee?
Kath. Ay, for a turtle, as he takes a buzzard.
Pet. Come, come, you wasp; i' faith, you are too angry.
Kath. If I be waspish, [best] beware my sting.
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Pet. My remedy is then, to pluck it out.
Kath. [Ay], if the fool could [find it] where it lies.
Pet. [Who] knows not where a wasp [does] wear his sting?
In his tail.