GLO. I amaz'd, imagine that I see a vision.
HEN. Gloster, I gave thee first this Skink, this slave;
It's in thy power his life to spill or save.
SKINK. He's a noble gentleman, I do not doubt his usage.
HEN. Stand not thus wond'ring; princes, kneel all down,
And cast your coronets before his crown.
Down, stubborn Queen, kneel to your wronged king,
Down, mammet! Leicester, I'll cut off thy legs,
If thou delay thy duty! when, proud John?
JOHN. Nay, if all kneel of force, I must be one.
FAU. Now, by my halidom, a virtuous deed!
HEN. Father, you see your most rebellious son,
Stricken with horror of his horrid guilt,
Requesting sentence fitting his desert:
O, tread upon his head, that trod [upon]
Your heart: I do deliver up all dignity,
Crown, sceptre, sword, unto your majesty.
KING. My heart surfeits with joy in hearing this,
And, dear[est] son, I'll bless thee with a kiss.
HEN. I will not rise; I will not leave this ground
Till all these voices, joined in one sound,
Cry: God save Henry, second of that name,
Let his friends live, his foes see death with shame!
ALL. God save Henry, second of that name,
Let his friends live, his foes see death with shame!