By this the battle's done. I wonder now
How far is Hubert's head on its long journey
To ocean's bottom?
Alb. May it please your grace,
We think 'tis best that you stay with the king.
If all desert him 'twill look foul in us,
And it will take an honest English face
To keep the people with us.
Win. True, my lord.
And I will stay with him, for I have gone