So then, this is confidence
In greatnes, not in goodnes. Wher is the King?
The King comes in sight with Es[pernone], Sois[son], & others.
Let him appeare to justifie his deede,
In spight of my betrai'd wounds; ere my soule
Take her flight through them, and my tongue hath strength40
To urge his tyrannie.
Henry. See, sir, I am come
To justifie it before men and God,
Who knowes with what wounds in my heart for woe