Odds bodkins.

Odds bodkins!

Bodkin point.

It's Lord Bodkin! [Groans]

- Crimping. - Odds bodkins!

"with a bare bodkin?

Anguy: Bodkin point.

For who would bear the whips and scorns of time... ...th' oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely... ...the pangs of disprized love, the law's delay... ...the insolence of office, and the spurns that patient merit of th' unworthy takes... ...when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin?