| He was but as the cuckoo is in June, | |
| Heard, not regarded; seen, but with such eyes | |
| As, sick and blunted with community, | |
| Afford no extraordinary gaze, | |
| Such as is bent on sun-like majesty | |
| When it shines seldom in admiring eyes; | |
| But rather drowzed and hung their eyelids down, | |
| Slept in his face and render'd such aspect | |
| As cloudy men use to their adversaries, | |
| Being with his presence glutted, gorged and full. | |
| And in that very line, Harry, standest thou; | |
| For thou has lost thy princely privilege | |
| With vile participation: not an eye | |
| But is a-weary of thy common sight, | |
| Save mine, which hath desired to see thee more; | |
| Which now doth that I would not have it do, | |
| Make blind itself with foolish tenderness. | |
| PRINCE HENRY I shall hereafter, my thrice gracious lord, | |
| Be more myself. | |