As it did me; our kingdoms suffer’d for’t.
Enjoy thy sleep by music underpropt,
Till waking show thee as thou wert before,
A crownless monarch weeping for thy crown.
[Exit King Henry.
Miranda. My heart is full of pity for these kings
Wanting their crowns.
Ferdinand.Those crowns had still been worn
Had they known truly what it is to be
A king. O, my Miranda, only such