_Baſt_. Turn, slave, and fight.
_Ther_. What art thou?
_Baſt_. A bastard son of Priam’s.
_Ther_. I am a bastard too; I love bastards. I am a bastard begot,
bastard instructed, bastard in mind, bastard in valour, in everything
illegitimate. One bear will not bite another, and wherefore should one
bastard? Take heed, the quarrel’s most ominous to us: if the son of a
whore fight for a whore, he tempts judgement. Farewell, bastard.
Exit
_Baſt_. The devil take thee, coward!
Exit