Fair lords, take leave and stand not to reply.--
Farewell, my sovereign.

KING HENRY.
Farewell, my Hector, and my Troy's true hope.

CLARENCE.
In sign of truth I kiss your highness' hand.

KING HENRY.
Well-minded Clarence, be thou fortunate!

MONTAGUE.
Comfort, my lord;--and so I take my leave.

OXFORD.
And thus [kissing Henry's hand] I seal my truth, and bid
adieu.

KING HENRY.
Sweet Oxford, and my loving Montague,
And all at once, once more a happy farewell.

WARWICK.
Farewell, sweet lords; let's meet at Coventry.

[Exeunt Warwick, Clarendon, Oxford, and Montague.]

KING HENRY.
Here at the palace will I rest a while.--