Troilus and Cressida: Shakespeare coins the phrase, "Good Riddance" (II,i,110-120)
- Ajax:
- I shall cut out your tongue.
- Thersites:
- 'Tis no matter, I shall speak as much as thou afterwards.
- Patroclus:
- No more words, Thersites, peace!
- Thersites:
- I will hold my peace when Achilles' brach bids me, shall I?
- Achilles:
- There's for you, Patroclus.
- Thersites:
- I will see you hang'd like clatpoles ere I come any more to
- your tents. I will keep where there is wit stirring, and leave the
- faction of fools. [Exit]
- Patroclus:
- A good riddance.