In throngs have follow'd.
Enter Villagers, Male and Female, on each Side.
Marg. This is a cheering sight!
Soon may this warmth be general; and may Henry
Bask in its genial sunshine.—England, awhile, farewell!
And if in future times—no doubt 'twill be so—
Thy King unite his people to his confidence,
And his commanding virtues, mild, yet kingly,
Shall draw the breath of rapturous loyalty
From the gilt palace to the clay-built cottage,