The King hath granted every article

Westmoreland
The King hath granted every article,
His daughter first, and, in sequel, all,
According to their firm proposèd natures.
Exeter
Only he hath not yet subscribèd this:
Where your Majesty demands that the King of
France, having any occasion to write for matter of
grant, shall name your Highness in this form and
with this addition, in French: Notre très cher fils
Henri, roi d’ Angleterre, héritier de France; and thus
in Latin: Praeclarissimus filius noster Henricus, rex
Angliae et hœres Franciae.

Now welcome, Kate, and bear me witness all
That here I kiss her as my sovereign queen.

King of France
Nor this I have not, brother, so denied
But your request shall make me let it pass.
King Henry 
I pray you, then, in love and dear alliance,
Let that one article rank with the rest,
And thereupon give me your daughter.
King of France
Take her, fair son, and from her blood raise up
Issue to me, that the contending kingdoms
Of France and England, whose very shores look pale
With envy of each other’s happiness,
May cease their hatred, and this dear conjunction
Plant neighborhood and Christian-like accord
In their sweet bosoms, that never war advance
His bleeding sword ’twixt England and fair France.
Lords
Amen.
King Henry
Now welcome, Kate, and bear me witness all
That here I kiss her as my sovereign queen.
 He kisses her. Flourish.
Queen of France
God, the best maker of all marriages,
Combine your hearts in one, your realms in one.
As man and wife, being two, are one in love,
So be there ’twixt your kingdoms such a spousal
That never may ill office or fell jealousy,
Which troubles oft the bed of blessèd marriage,
Thrust in between the paction of these kingdoms
To make divorce of their incorporate league,
That English may as French, French Englishmen,
Receive each other. God speak this Amen!
All
Amen.