Enter Prince Henry.
PRINCE.
Who saw the Duke of Clarence?
CLARENCE.
I am here, brother, full of heaviness.
PRINCE.
How now, rain within doors, and none abroad?
How doth the King?
GLOUCESTER.
Exceeding ill.
PRINCE.
Heard he the good news yet? Tell it him.
GLOUCESTER.
He alt’red much upon the hearing it.
PRINCE.
If he be sick with joy, he’ll recover without physic.
WARWICK.
Not so much noise, my lords. Sweet prince, speak low;
The King your father is disposed to sleep.
CLARENCE.
Let us withdraw into the other room.