The man wrote beautiful lines like:
“When forty winters shall besiege thy brow,
And dig deep trenches in thy beauty’s field,
Thy youth’s proud livery so gazed on now,
Will be a tattered weed of small worth held”
He also wrote some of the most wordy and flowery put-downs ever. A certain trauma surgeon I know has nothing on the Bard of Avon, William Shakespeare. He wrote 154 sonnets, 54 plays and some of the coolest disses ever.
Check this one out from All’s Well That Ends Well (Act 3, Scene 6):
“A most notable coward, an infinite and endless liar, an hourly promise breaker, the owner of no one good quality.”
Reminds me of someone famous..😳
Or this one from As You Like It (Act 2, Scene 7):
“Your brain is as dry as the remainder biscuit after voyage.”
Ouch!
Or my personal favorite from The Taming of the Shrew (Act 3, Scene 3):
“Away, you three-inch fool! “😂
I keep wondering, “what is three inches?”
Or this one from Timon of Athens (Act 4, Scene 3):
“I’ll beat thee, but I would infect my hands.”
Now that’s mean.
Now this one is special; from Troilus and Cressida (Act 2, Scene 1):
“Thou sodden-witted lord! Thou hast no more brain than I have in mine elbows “
Jeez, elbows?
To round it off, from Henry IV Part 1 (Act 2, Scene 4):
“You starvelling, you eel-skin, you dried neat’s-tongue, you bull’s-pizzle, you stock-fish–O for breath to utter what is like thee!-you tailor’s-yard, you sheath, you bow-case, you vile standing tuck!”
Now that is dissing.
Words! Aren’t they awesome?