TALBOT.
Content, my liege! Yes, but that I am prevented,
I should have begg’d I might have been employ’d.
KING HENRY.
Then gather strength and march unto him straight;
Let him perceive how ill we brook his treason,
And what offence it is to flout his friends.
TALBOT.
I go, my lord, in heart desiring still
You may behold confusion of your foes.
[Exit.]
Enter Vernon and Basset.
VERNON.
Grant me the combat, gracious sovereign.
BASSET.
And me, my lord, grant me the combat too.
YORK.
This is my servant; hear him, noble prince.
SOMERSET.
And this is mine, sweet Henry, favour him.
KING HENRY.
Be patient, lords, and give them leave to speak.
Say, gentlemen, what makes you thus exclaim,
And wherefore crave you combat, or with whom?