He would not grant my heart its choice in love?
[Surprise and silence]
Win. Your wisdom, sire, that sets the cap of age
Upon the curls of youth, gives us excuse
To bid you choose at will your royal mate.
If I speak not for all, we'll hear dissent.
[Silence]
This silence warrants you to woo and speed.
Hen. That I have done, and now can show to you
This jewel of my choice that late I found