All. Vive le Roi, Vive le Roi! [A flourish of trumpets.
Henry. Thanks to you all. The guider of all crowns Grant that our deeds may well deserve your loves! And so they shall if fortune speed my will, And yield your thoughts to height of my deserts. What say our minions? think they Henry's heart Will not both harbour love and majesty? Put off that fear, they are already join'd: No person, place, or time, or circumstance, Shall slack my love's affection from his bent:20 As now you are, so shall you still persist, Removeless from the favours of your king.
Mug. We know that noble minds change not their thoughts For wearing of a crown, in that your grace Hath worn the Poland diadem before You were invested in the crown of France.
Henry. I tell thee, Mugeroun, we will be friends, And fellows too, whatever storms arise.
Mug. Then [399] may it please your majesty to give me leave To punish those that do profane this holy feast.30
Henry. How mean'st thou that? [Mugeroun cuts off the Cutpurse's ear, for cutting the gold buttons off his cloak.
Cutp. O Lord, mine ear!
Mug. Come, sir, give me my buttons, and here's your ear.
Guise. Sirrah, take him away.
Henry. Hands off, good fellow; I will be his bail For this offence.—Go, sirrah, work no more Till this our coronation day be past.— And now, Our solemn rites of coronation done, What now remains but for a while to feast,40 And spend some days in barriers, tourney, tilt, And like disports, such as do fit the court? Let's go, my lords; our dinner stays for us. [Exeunt all except Catherine the Queen Mother and the Cardinal of Lorraine.