| LADY PERCY Go, ye giddy goose. | |
| [The music plays] | |
| HOTSPUR Now I perceive the devil understands Welsh; | |
| And 'tis no marvel he is so humorous. | |
| By'r lady, he is a good musician. | |
| LADY PERCY Then should you be nothing but musical for you are | |
| altogether governed by humours. Lie still, ye thief, | |
| and hear the lady sing in Welsh. | |
| HOTSPUR I had rather hear Lady, my brach, howl in Irish. | |
| LADY PERCY Wouldst thou have thy head broken? | |
| HOTSPUR No. | |
| LADY PERCY Then be still. | |