| Of my young Harry. O that it could be proved | |
| That some night-tripping fairy had exchanged | |
| In cradle-clothes our children where they lay, | |
| And call'd mine Percy, his Plantagenet! | |
| Then would I have his Harry, and he mine. | |
| But let him from my thoughts. What think you, coz, | |
| Of this young Percy's pride? the prisoners, | |
| Which he in this adventure hath surprised, | |
| To his own use he keeps; and sends me word, | |
| I shall have none but Mordake Earl of Fife. | |
| WESTMORELAND This is his uncle's teaching; this is Worcester, | |
| Malevolent to you in all aspects; | |
| Which makes him prune himself, and bristle up | |
| The crest of youth against your dignity. | |
| KING HENRY IV But I have sent for him to answer this; | |
| And for this cause awhile we must neglect | |
| Our holy purpose to Jerusalem. | |
| Cousin, on Wednesday next our council we | |