War. Why, and thinkest thou, doctor, that he is not so? 56
Darst thou detract and derogat from him,
Being so lovely and so brave a youth?
Ermsbie. Whose face, shining with many a sugred smile,
Bewraies that he is bred of princely race. 60
Miles. And yet, maister doctor, to speake like a proctor,
And tell unto you what is veriment and true:
To cease of this quarrell, looke but on his apparell;
Then marke but my talis, he is great Prince of Walis,
The cheef of our gregis, and filius regis: 65