No Fear Shakespeare: Henry IV Part 1: Act 3, Scene 1, Page 10

No Fear Shakespheare

William Shakespeare

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	Original Text	Modern Text
225	HOTSPUR Now I perceive the devil understands Welsh, And ’tis no marvel he is so humorous. By 'r Lady, he is a good musician.	HOTSPUR Now I see that the devil understands Welsh; it’s no surprise he’s so moody. By God, he’s a good musician.
230	LADY PERCY Then should you be nothing but musical, for you are altogether governed by humors. Lie still, you thief, and hear the lady sing in Welsh.	LADY PERCY Then you should be incredibly musical, for you’re the moodiest man alive. Lie still, you thief. Listen to the lady sing in Welsh.
	HOTSPUR I had rather hear Lady, my brach, howl in Irish.	HOTSPUR I’d rather hear Lady, my dog, howl in Irish.
	LADY PERCY Wouldst thou have thy head broken?	LADY PERCY Do you want your head broken in?
	HOTSPUR No.	HOTSPUR No.
	LADY PERCY Then be still.	LADY PERCY Then be still.
235	HOTSPUR Neither;’tis a woman’s fault.	HOTSPUR Never; that’s a womanly trait.
	LADY PERCY Now God help thee!	LADY PERCY Now God help you—
	HOTSPUR To the Welsh lady’s bed.	HOTSPUR Into the Welsh lady’s bed!
	LADY PERCY What’s that?	LADY PERCY What did you say?
	HOTSPUR Peace, she sings.	HOTSPUR Quiet! She’s singing.
	Here THE LADY sings a Welsh song	THE LADY sings a Welsh song.
240	HOTSPUR Come, Kate, I’ll have your song too.	HOTSPUR Come on, Kate. I want to hear your song, too.
	LADY PERCY Not mine, in good sooth.	LADY PERCY Not mine, darn it.