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 dishonor 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 Greenish strumpet, train'd to Armand bloody wars so many valiant knights;Look for no other fortune, wretch, than death! King Edward is not here to buckler thee.

Edward II