_Char._ ’Tis known already that I am possess’d With more than half the Gallian territories,   [aed139] And therein reverenced for their lawful king:   ·aed140· Shall I, for lucre of the rest unvanquish’d, Detract so much from that prerogative, As to be call’d but viceroy of the whole? No, lord ambassador, I’ll rather keep That which I have than, coveting for more,   ·aed145· Be cast from possibility of all. _York._ Insulting Charles! hast thou by secret means Used intercession to obtain a league, And, now the matter grows to compromise,   [aed149] Stand’st thou aloof upon comparison?   [aed150] Either accept the title thou usurp’st, Of benefit proceeding from our king And not of any challenge of desert, Or we will plague thee with incessant wars. _Reig._ My lord, you do not well in obstinacy   [aed155] To cavil in the course of this contract: If once it be neglected, ten to one We shall not find like opportunity. _Alen._ To say the truth, it is your policy   [aed159] To save your subjects from such massacre   ·aed160· And ruthless slaughters as are daily seen By our proceeding in hostility; And therefore take this compact of a truce, Although you break it when your pleasure serves. _War._ How say’st thou, Charles? shall our condition stand?   [aed165] _Char._ It shall; Only reserved, you claim no interest In any of our towns of garrison. _York._ Then swear allegiance to his majesty, As thou art knight, never to disobey   ·aed170· Nor be rebellious to the crown of England, Thou, nor thy nobles, to the crown of England.   [aed172] So, now dismiss your army when ye please;   [aed173] Hang up your ensigns, let your drums be still, For here we entertain a solemn peace. [_Exeunt._   [aed175] SCENE V. _London. The royal palace_. _Enter_ SUFFOLK _in conference with the_ KING, GLOUCESTER _and_ EXETER. _King._ Your wondrous rare description, noble earl,   [aee001] Of beauteous Margaret hath astonish’d me: Her virtues graced with external gifts Do breed love’s settled passions in my heart: And like as rigour of tempestuous gusts   ·aee005· Provokes the mightiest hulk against the tide, So am I driven by breath of her renown Either to suffer shipwreck or arrive Where I may have fruition of her love. _Suf._ Tush, my good lord, this superficial tale   ·aee010· Is but a preface of her worthy praise;   [aee011] The chief perfections of that lovely dame, Had I sufficient skill to utter them, Would make a volume of enticing lines, Able to ravish any dull conceit:   ·aee015· And, which is more, she is not so divine, So full-replete with choice of all delights, But with as humble lowliness of mind She is content to be at your command; Command, I mean, of virtuous chaste intents,   ·aee020· To love and honour Henry as her lord. _King._ And otherwise will Henry ne’er presume. Therefore, my lord protector, give consent That Margaret may be England’s royal queen.