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YOUNG MORTIMER:Thou proud disturber of thy country’s peace,Corrupter of thy king, cause of these broils,Base flatterer, yield! and were it not for shame,Shame and dishonour to a soldier’s name,Upon my weapon’s point here should’st thou fall,And welter in thy gore.LANCASTER:Monster of men!That, like the Greekish strumpet, train’d to armsAnd bloody wars so many valiant knights;Look for no other fortune, wretch, than death!King Edward is not here to buckler thee.
