Thee is a scurvy fell, as thee isn't brave or worthy of her love, no match for myself. Thee has stolen Oliva away from myself so thee is my friend and my sworn enemy.
If thy accepts thy's challenge, meet yours truly in Olivia's garden at noon tomorrow. If you wish to decline, I will think of you as a coward and all other will proceed to see who thy actually is, including Olivia.Therefore she will no longer have eyes for your butter-like self. God will only mercy one of our souls.
I hope to achieve peace from this duel. You are a crusty batch of nature and thou art as loathsome as a toad, who does not deserve Olivia's