GLOUCESTER.
[Aside to Cardinal.] Make up no factious numbers for the matter,
In thine own person answer thy abuse.
CARDINAL.
[Aside to Gloucester.] Ay, where thou dar’st not peep; an if thou dar’st,
This evening, on the east side of the grove.
KING HENRY.
How now, my lords?
CARDINAL.
Believe me, cousin Gloucester,
Had not your man put up the fowl so suddenly,
We had had more sport.—[Aside to Gloucester.]
Come with thy two-hand sword.
GLOUCESTER.
True, uncle.
[Aside to Cardinal.] Are ye advised? The east side of the grove?
CARDINAL.
[Aside to Gloucester.] I am with you.
KING HENRY.
Why, how now, uncle Gloucester?
GLOUCESTER.
Talking of hawking; nothing else, my lord.
[Aside to Cardinal.] Now, by God’s mother, priest,
I’ll shave your crown for this,
Or all my fence shall fail.
CARDINAL.
[Aside to Gloucester.] Medice, teipsum.—
Protector, see to ’t well, protect yourself.
KING HENRY.
The winds grow high; so do your stomachs, lords.
How irksome is this music to my heart!
When such strings jar, what hope of harmony?
I pray, my lords, let me compound this strife.