ACT III
Scene 1. Same as in act second. The king, Pembroke, Albemarle, Winchester, and other lords entering.
Hen. The barons are assembling. On to London,
And call the council. I will join you there.
The revenues long promised shall be paid.
At last I am a king! Will post, my lords?
Night shuffles toward the morn.
Pem. You'll not forget
Your barons' suit, my liege.
Hen. Bring the petition.