_North._ Yea, my good lord.[2111] Those prisoners in your highness' name demanded,[2112] Which Harry Percy here at Holmedon took,[2113] Were, as he says, not with such strength denied[2114] 25 As is deliver'd to your majesty:[2115] Either envy, therefore, or misprision[2116] Is guilty of this fault and not my son.[2117] _Hot._ My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But I remember, when the fight was done, 30 When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd,[2118] Fresh as a bridegroom; and his chin new reap'd Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home; 35 He was perfumed like a milliner; And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose and took 't away again;[2119] Who therewith angry, when it next came there,[2119] 40 Took it in snuff; and still he smiled and talk'd,[2119][2120] And as the soldiers bore dead bodies by,[2121] He call'd them untaught knaves, unmannerly, To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse Betwixt the wind and his nobility. 45 With many holiday and lady terms[2122] He question'd me; amongst the rest, demanded[2123] My prisoners in your majesty's behalf. I then, all smarting with my wounds being cold,[2124] To be so pester'd with a popinjay,[2125][2126] 50 Out of my grief and my impatience,[2125] Answer'd neglectingly I know not what, He should, or he should not; for he made me mad[2127] To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman 55 Of guns and drums and wounds,--God save the mark!-- And telling me the sovereign'st thing on earth[2128] Was parmaceti for an inward bruise; And that it was great pity, so it was, This villanous salt-petre should be digg'd[2129] 60 Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd So cowardly; and but for these vile guns, He would himself have been a soldier.[2130] This bald unjointed chat of his, my lord, 65 I answer'd indirectly, as I said;[2131] And I beseech you, let not his report[2132] Come current for an accusation Betwixt my love and your high majesty. _Blunt._ The circumstance consider'd, good my lord, 70 Whate'er Lord Harry Percy then had said[2133] To such a person and in such a place, At such a time, with all the rest re-told, May reasonably die and never rise To do him wrong or any way impeach 75 What then he said, so he unsay it now.[2134]