The Prince of Wales stepped forth before the King,
And, nephew, challenged you to single fight.
O no, my nephew must not know, Sir Richard,
The liberal and kind offer of the King.
Fie, cousin Percy, how you cross my father!
I cannot choose.
Peace, cousin, say no more.
And now I will unclasp a secret book,
And to your quick-conceiving discontents
I’ll read you matter deep and dangerous,