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K. Henry. This moral ties me over to time, and a hot summer; and so I shall catch the flie your coufin in the latter end, and she must be blind too.

Burg. As love is, my lord, before it loves.
K. Henry. It is fo; and you may some of you

thank love for my blindness, who cannot fee many a fair French city, for one fair French maid that stands in my way.

Fr. King. Yes, my lord, you see them perspectively; the cities turn'd into a maid ; for they are all girdled with maiden walls, that war hath never enter'd. K. Henry. Shall Kate be

my

wife? Fr. King. So please you.

K. Henry. I am content, so the maiden cities of may

wait on her; so the maid, that stood in the way for my wish, shall shew me the way to my will.

Fr. King. We have confented to all terms of reason.
K. Henry. Is’t so, my lords of England?
West. The King hath granted every article:
His daughter first ; and then in sequel all,
According to their firm proposed nature.

Exe. Only he hath not yet subscribed this : Where your Majesty demands, That the King of France, having occasion to write for matter of grant, shall name your Highness in this form, and with this addition in French : nostre tres cher filz Henry Roy d'Angleterre, heretier de France : and thus in Latin ; Præclarissimus filius nofter Henricus Rex Angliæ & hæres Franciæ,

Fr. King. Yet this I have not (brother) fo deny'd, But your request fall make me let it pass.

K. Henry. 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 Iffue to me; that these contending Kingdoms, England and France, whose very shores look pale With envy of each other's happiness, May cease their hatred ; and this dear conjunction Plant neighbourhood and chriftian-like accord

raise up

In their sweet breasts; that never war advance
His bleeding sword 'twixt England and fair France.

Lords. Amen!
K. Henry. Now welcome, Kate ; and bear me wit-

nels all, That here I kiss her as my Sovereign Queen. [Flourish.

Q. Isa. God, the best maker of all marriages, Combine

your

hearts in one, your realms in one:
As man and wife, being two, are one in love,
So be there, 'twixt your kingdoms such a spousal,
That never may ill office, or fell jealousie,
Which troubles oft the bed of blessed marriage,
Thrust in between the paction of these kingdoms, (31)
To make divorce of their incorporate league :

That English may as French, French Englishmen,
Receive each other. God speak this Amen!

All. Amen!
K. Henry. Prepare we for our marriage ; on which

day,
My lord of Burgundy, we'll take your oath
And all the Peers, for surety of our leagues.
Then shall I swear to Kate, and you to me,
And may our oaths well kept, and prosp'rous be!

[Exeunt. Enter Chorus. Thus far wich rough, and all-unable, pen

Our bending author hath pursu'd the story; In little room confining mighty men,

Mangling by starts the full course of their glory, Small time, but, in that small, most greatly liv'd

This Star of England. Fortune made his sword;

(31) Thrust in between the pasion of these Kingdoms] The old Folio's have it, the pation ; which makes me believe, the Author's Word was paction; a Word, more proper on the occasion of a Peace struck up. A Pallion of cwo Kingdoms for one another, is an odd Expression. An Amiry and political Harmony may be fix'd betwixt two Countries, and yet either People be far from having a Passion for the other,

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By which the world's best garden he atchiev'd,

And of it left his son imperial lord.
Henry the Sixth, in infant bands crown'd King

Of France and England, did this King succeed : Whose state so many had i'th' managing,

That they loft France, and made his England bleed: Which oft our stage hath shown ; and, for their fake, In your fair minds let this acceptance take.

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