PISTOL: Solus, egregious dog? O viper vile!
The solus in thy most mervailous face;
The solus in thy teeth, and in thy throat,
And in thy hateful lungs, yea, in thy maw, perdy;
And, which is worse, within thy nasty mouth!
I do retort the sofus in thy bowels;
For I can take, and Pistol's cock is up,
And flashing fire will follow.