Art thou a messenger, or come of pleasure?
Buck. A messenger from Henry, our dread liege,
To know the reason of these arms in peace;
Or why thou, being a subject as I am,
20 Against thy oath and true allegiance sworn,
[♦] Should raise so great a power without his leave,
Or dare to bring thy force so near the court.
[♦] York. [Aside] Scarce can I speak, my choler is so great:
O, I could hew up rocks and fight with flint,
25 I am so angry at these abject terms;