_Glou._ Confirm it so! Confounded be your strife! And perish ye, with your audacious prate! Presumptuous vassals, are you not ashamed   ·ada125· With this immodest clamorous outrage To trouble and disturb the king and us? And you, my lords, methinks you do not well To bear with their perverse objections; Much less to take occasion from their mouths   ·ada130· To raise a mutiny betwixt yourselves: Let me persuade you take a better course. _Exe._ It grieves his highness: good my lords, be friends.   [ada133] _K. Hen._ Come hither, you that would be combatants: Henceforth I charge you, as you love our favour,   ·ada135· Quite to forget this quarrel and the cause. And you, my lords, remember where we are; In France, amongst a fickle wavering nation: If they perceive dissension in our looks And that within ourselves we disagree,   ·ada140· How will their grudging stomachs be provoked To wilful disobedience, and rebel! Beside, what infamy will there arise, When foreign princes shall be certified That for a toy, a thing of no regard,   ·ada145· King Henry’s peers and chief nobility Destroy’d themselves, and lost the realm of France! O, think upon the conquest of my father, My tender years, and let us not forego That for a trifle that was bought with blood!   [ada150] Let me be umpire in this doubtful strife.   [ada151] I see no reason, if I wear this rose,   [ada152] [_Putting on a red rose._ That any one should therefore be suspicious I more incline to Somerset than York: Both are my kinsmen, and I love them both:   ·ada155· As well they may upbraid me with my crown, Because, forsooth, the king of Scots is crown’d. But your discretions better can persuade Than I am able to instruct or teach: And therefore, as we hither came in peace,   ·ada160· So let us still continue peace and love. Cousin of York, we institute your grace To be our regent in these parts of France: And, good my Lord of Somerset, unite Your troops of horsemen with his bands of foot;   ·ada165· And, like true subjects, sons of your progenitors, Go cheerfully together and digest   [ada167] Your angry choler on your enemies. Ourself, my lord protector and the rest After some respite will return to Calais;   ·ada170· From thence to England; where I hope ere long To be presented, by your victories, With Charles, Alençon and that traitorous rout.   [ada173] [_Flourish. Exeunt all but York, Warwick, Exeter and Vernon._ _War._ My Lord of York, I promise you, the king Prettily, methought, did play the orator.   [ada175] _York._ And so he did; but yet I like it not, In that he wears the badge of Somerset. _War._ Tush, that was but his fancy, blame him not; I dare presume, sweet prince, he thought no harm. _York._ An if I wist he did,--but let it rest;   [ada180] Other affairs must now be managed.   [ada181] [_Exeunt all but Exeter._