Dead March. Enter the Funeral of KING HENRY the Fifth, attended on by the DUKE of BEDFORD, Regent of France; the DUKE of GLOUCESTER, Protector; the DUKE of EXETER, the EARL of WARWICK, the BISHOP of WINCHESTER, Heralds, &c.
[♦] Bed. Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night!
Comets, importing change of times and states,
[♦] Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky,
And with them scourge the bad revolting stars
[5] That have consented unto Henry’s death!
[♦] King Henry the Fifth, too famous to live long!
England ne’er lost a king of so much worth.
Glou. England ne’er had a king until his time.
Virtue he had, deserving to command: