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Y ORK

There is my pledge; accept it, Somerset. [120]

VERNON

Nay, let it rest where it began at first.

BASSET

Confirm it so, mine honourable lord.

GLOUCEST ER

Confirm it so? Confounded be your strife,
And perish ye with your audacious prate!
Presumptuous vassals, are you not ashamed [125]
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 [130]
To raise a mutiny betwixt yourselves.
Let me persuade you take a better course.

EXET ER

It grieves his highness; good my lords, be friends.

KING HENRY

Come hither, you that would be combatants:
Henceforth I charge you, as you love our favour, [135]
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, [140]
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, [145]
King Henry’s peers and chief nobility
Destroyed themselves, and lost the realm of France?
O think upon the conquest of my father,