Fair lords, take leave and stand not to reply.
Farewell, my sovereign.
KING HENRY VI Farewell, my Hector, and my Troy's true hope.
CLARENCE In sign of truth, I kiss your highness' hand.
KING HENRY VI Well-minded Clarence, be thou fortunate!
MONTAGUE Comfort, my lord; and so I take my leave.
OXFORD And thus I seal my truth, and bid adieu.
KING HENRY VI Sweet Oxford, and my loving Montague,
And all at once, once more a happy farewell.
WARWICK Farewell, sweet lords: let's meet at Coventry.
[Exeunt all but KING HENRY VI and EXETER]
KING HENRY VI Here at the palace I will rest awhile.
Cousin of Exeter, what thinks your lordship?
Methinks the power that Edward hath in field
Should not be able to encounter mine.
EXETER The doubt is that he will seduce the rest.
KING HENRY VI That's not my fear; my meed hath got me fame:
I have not stopp'd mine ears to their demands,
Nor posted off their suits with slow delays;
My pity hath been balm to heal their wounds,
My mildness hath allay'd their swelling griefs,
My mercy dried their water-flowing tears;
I have not been desirous of their wealth,
Nor much oppress'd them with great subsidies.
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