Personality
Body
Brain
Face
General
100

Thy tongue outvenoms all the worms of Nile.

You're toxic!

100

Away, you three-inch fool.

Go away, shortstuff!

100

He has not so much brain as ear-wax.

There's nothing real inside his brain.

100

The tartness of his face sours ripe grapes.

He is incredibly ugly.

100

Out of my sight! Thou dost infect my eyes.

Please go away! It hurts to look at you!

200

More of your conversation would infect my brain.

I feel like I'm losing brain cells when I talk to you.

200

Tempt not too much the hatred of my spirit, for I am sick when I do look on thee.

Looking at you makes me feel sick.

200

You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things.

You're about as smart as a rock.

200

Thine face is not worth sunburning.

Even the sun doesn't want to see you.

200

I do desire that we may be better strangers.

I wish I didn't have to know you.

300

I do wish thou were a dog, that I might love thee.

I'd like you more if you were a dog.

300

I’ll beat thee, but I would infect my hands.

I don't want to fight you because I'd get my hands dirty. (You're not worth fighting.)

300

They have a plentiful lack of wit.

You are not smart/clever/funny.

300

They lie deadly that tell you you have good faces.

If anyone tells you that you're attractive, they are lying.

300

Let’s meet as little as we can.

Let's avoid each other.

400

She speaks yet she says nothing.

She has nothing intelligent to say.

400

Thou art a boil, a plague sore, an embossed carbuncle in my corrupted blood.

You're like a disease to me. (You're gross!)

400

I wonder that you will still be talking. Nobody marks you.

Stop talking! No one is listening!

400

You should be women, and yet your beards forbid me to interpret that you are so.

You look more like a man than a woman.

400

There’s small choice in rotten apples.

There's not much to choose from.

500

There’s no more faith in thee than in a stewed prune.

I don't trust you at all.

500

The rankest compound of villainous smell that ever offended nostril.

You smell awful!

500

Thou hast no more brain than I have in mine elbows.

Your brain is empty.

500

Sell your face for five pence and ’tis dear.

Paying five cents for your face is paying too much.

500

Your abilities are too infant-like for doing much alone.

You're very immature.