shall also content me.
_K. Hen._ Upon that I will kiss your hand, and I call you--my queen.
_Kath._ _Laissez, mon seigneur, laissez, laissez._
_K. Hen._ Then I will kiss your lips, Kate.
_Kath._ Dat is not be de fashion _pour les_ dames _de la_ France.
_K. Hen._ O Kate, nice customs curt'sy to great kings. We are the makers
of manners, Kate; therefore, patiently, and yielding. (_Kisses her._)
You have witchcraft in your lips, Kate: there is more eloquence in a
sugar touch of them than in the tongues of the French council; and they
should sooner persuade Harry of England than a general petition of
monarchs. (_Trumpets sound._) Here comes your father.
[_The centre gates are thrown open, and_
_Re-enter the FRENCH KING and QUEEN, BURGUNDY, BEDFORD, GLOSTER,
EXETER, WESTMORELAND. The other French and English Lords as
before, U.E.R. and L._
_Bur._ (R.) My royal cousin, teach you our princess English?
_K. Hen._ (C.) I would have her learn, my fair cousin, how perfectly I
love her; and that is good English.
_Bur._ Is she not apt?
_K. Hen._ Our tongue is rough, coz, and my condition is not smooth;[15]
so that, having neither the voice nor the heart of flattery about me,
I cannot so conjure up the spirit of love in her, that he will appear in
his true likeness. Shall Kate be my wife?
_Fr. King._ (L.C.) So please you.
_Exe._ The king hath granted every article:
His daughter, first; and then, in sequel, all,
According to their firm proposed natures.
_Fr. King._ Take her, fair son;
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
Plant neighbourhood and christian-like accord
In their sweet bosoms, that never war advance
His bleeding sword 'twixt England and fair France.
_K. Hen._ Now, welcome, Kate:--and bear me witness all,
That here I take her as my sovereign queen.
[_The KING places a ring on KATHARINE'S finger._
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!(C)
[_Flourish of Trumpets. Curtain descends._
[Footnote V.4: _----gleeking_] i.e., scoffing, sneering. _Gleek_
was a game at cards.]
[Footnote V.5: _----English
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