Where your majesty demands,-That the king of France, having any occasion to write for matter of grant, shall name your highness in this form, and with this addition, in French,--Notre très cher filz Henry, roy d'Angleterre, héritier de France; and thus in Latin,-Præclarissimus filius noster Henricus, rex Angliæ, et hæres Franciæ. Fr. King. Nor this I have not, brother, so denied, But your request shall make me let it pass. K. Hen. I pray you then, in love and dear alliance, Let that one article rank with the rest; And, thereupon, give me your daughter. Fr. King. Take her, fair son; and from her blood raise up Issue to me; that the contending kingdoms Of France and England, whose very shores look pale With envy of each other's happiness, May cease their hatred; and this dear conjunction In their sweet bosoms, that never war advance K. Hen. Now, welcome, Kate:-and bear me witness all, That here I kiss her as my sovereign queen. [florish. Q. Isa. God, the best maker of all marriages, Combine your hearts in one, your realms in one! K. Hen. Prepare we for our marriage :-on which day, My lord of Burgundy, we 'll take your oath, And may our oaths well kept and prosperous be! Enter CHORus. Thus far, with rough and all unable pen, Mangling by starts the full course of their glory Small time, but, in that small, most greatly lived This star of England: Fortune made his sword By which the world's best garden 3 he achieved, And of it left his son imperial lord. 1 Our author, unequal to the weight of the subject. 3 i. e. France. Henry the sixth, in infant bands crown'd king That they lost France, and made his England bleed: Which oft our stage hath shown, and, for their sake, In your fair minds let this acceptance take. [Exit. |