Page 733 - Shakespeare - Vol. 2

The hour before the heavenly-harnessed team
Begins his golden progress in the east.

MORTIMER
With all my heart I’ll sit and hear her sing. [220]
By that time will our book, I think, be drawn.

GLENDOWER
Do so, and those musicians that shall play to you

Hang in the air a thousand leagues from hence,
And straight they shall be here. Sit, and attend.

HOTSPUR
Come, Kate, thou art perfect in lying down. [225] Come, quick, quick, that I
may lay my head in thy lap.

LADY PERCY
Go, ye giddy goose.

The music plays.

HOTSPUR
Now I perceive the devil understands Welsh.
And ’tis no marvel he is so humourous, −
By’r Lady, he is a good musician. [230]

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? [235]

HOTSPUR