YORK
Speak, Winchester; for boiling choler chokes The hollow passage of my poison'd voice, By sight of these
our baleful enemies. OF WINCHESTER
Charles, and the rest, it is enacted thus: That, in regard King Henry gives consent, Of mere compassion
and of lenity, To ease your country of distressful war, And suffer you to breathe in fruitful peace, You shall
become true liegemen to his crown: And Charles, upon condition thou wilt swear To pay him tribute, submit
thyself, Thou shalt be placed as viceroy under him, And still enjoy thy regal dignity. ALENCON
Must he be then as shadow of himself? Adorn his temples with a coronet, And yet, in substance and
authority, Retain but privilege of a private man? This proffer is absurd and reasonless. CHARLES
'Tis known already that I am possess'd With more than half the Gallian territories, And therein reverenced
for their lawful king: 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, 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, Stand'st thou aloof upon comparison? 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. REIGNIER
My lord, you do not well in obstinacy To cavil in the course of this contract: If once it be neglected, ten to
one We shall not find like opportunity. ALENCON
To say the truth, it is your policy To save your subjects from such massacre 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. WARWICK
How say'st thou, Charles? shall our condition stand? CHARLES
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 Nor be rebellious to the crown
of England, Thou, nor thy nobles, to the crown of England. So, now dismiss your army when ye please: Hang
up your ensign, let your drums be still, For here we entertain a solemn peace.
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