North. The newes is very faire and good, my Lord,
Richard, not farre from hence, hath hid his head

York. It would beseeme the Lord Northumberland,
To say King Richard: alack the heauie day,
When such a sacred King should hide his head

North. Your Grace mistakes: onely to be briefe,
Left I his Title out

York. The time hath beene,
Would you haue beene so briefe with him, he would
Haue beene so briefe with you, to shorten you,
For taking so the Head, your whole heads length

Bull. Mistake not (Vnckle) farther then you should

York. Take not (good Cousin) farther then you should.
Least you mistake the Heauens are ore your head

Bull. I know it (Vnckle) and oppose not my selfe
Against their will. But who comes here?
Enter Percie.

Welcome Harry: what, will not this Castle yeeld?
Per. The Castle royally is mann'd, my Lord,
Against thy entrance

Bull. Royally? Why, it containes no King?
Per. Yes (my good Lord)