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Dick. I knew her well, she was a midwife. Mich. Fly, fly, fly! Sir Humphrey St.fford and
[Aside his brother are hard by, with
the king's forces. Cade. My wife descended of the Lacies, Cade. Stand, villain, stand, or l'II fell thee Dick. She was indeed a pedler's daughter, and down : He shall be encountered with a man as sold many laces.
[Aside. good as himself: He is but a knight, is 'a ? Smith. But, now of late, not able to travel Mich. No. with her furred pack, she washes bucks here at Cade. To equal him, I will make myself a home.
[Aside. knight presently: Rise up Sir John Mortimer. Cade. Therefore am I of an honourable house. Now have at him. Dick. Ay, by my faith, the field is honourable and there was he born, under a hedge; for his Enter Sir Humphrey Stafford, and William his father had never a house, but the cage.
Brother, with Drum and Forces.
(Aside. Staf. Rebellious hinds, the filth and scum of Cade. Valiant I am.
Kent, Smith. 'A must needs; for beggary is valiant. Mark'd for the gallows-lay your weapons down,
Aside. Home to your cottages, forsake this groom ; Cade. I am able to endure much.
The king is merciful, if you revolt. Dick. No question of that; for I have seen W. Staf. But angry, wrathful, and inclin'd to him whipped three market days together.
(Aside. If you go forward : therefore yield, or die. Cade. I fear neither sword nor fire.
Cade. As for these silken-coated slaves, I pass Smith. He need not fear the sword, for his coat not ; is of proof.
(Aside. It is to you, good people, that I speak, Dick. But, methinks, he should stand in fear O'er whom, in time to come, I hope to reign; of fire, being burnt i' the hand for stealing of For I am rightful heir unto the crown. sheep
(Aside. Staf: Villain, thy father was a plasterer; Cade. Be brave then; for your captain is brave, And thou thyself, a shearman, art thou not ? and vows reformation. There shall be in Eng! Cade. And Adam was a gardener. land, seven half-penny loaves sold for a penny : W. Staf. And what of that? the three-hooped pot shall have ten hoops; and Cade. Marry, this :-Edmund Mortimer, eart I will make it felony to drink small beer : all of March, the realm shall be in common, and in Cheapside Married the duke of Clarence' daughter; Did he shall my palfry go to grass. And, when I am king (as king I will be)
Staf. Ay, sir. All. God save your majesty!
Cade. By her, he had two children at one birth. Cade. I thank you, good people :—there shall W. Staf. That's false. be no money; all shall eat and drink on my Cade. Ay, there's the grestion; but, I say, score; and I will apparel them all in one livery, true : that they may agree like brothers, and worship The elder of them, being put to nurse, me their lord
Was hy a beggar.woman stol'n away; Dick. The first thing we do, let's kill all the And, ignorant of his birth and parentage, lawyers.
Became a bricklayer, when he came to age: Cade. Nay, that I mean to do. Is not this a His son am I; deny it, if you can. lamentable thing, that of the skin of an innocent Dick. Nay, 'tis too true; therefore he shall be lamb should be made parchment ? that parch
king. ment, being scribbled o'er, should undo a man? Smith. Sir, he made a chimney in my father's Some say, the bee stings: but I say, 'tis the bee's house, and the bricks are alive at this day to wax; for I did but seal once to a thing, and I testify it; therefore, deny it not. was never mine own man since. How now; Staf. And will you credit this base drudge's who's there?
words, Enter some, bringing in the Clerk of Chatham. That speaks he knows not what? Smith. The clerk of Chatham: he can write w. Staf. Jack Cade, the duke of York hath
All. Ay, marry,
will we; therefore get ye gone. and read, and cast accompt.
taught you this. Cade. O nionstrous !
Cade. He lics, for I invented it myself. [Aside. } Snith. We took him setting of boys' copies.
-Go to, sirrah, Tell the king from me, that Cade. Here's a villain !
for his father's sake, Henry the Fifth, in whose Smith. H'as a book in his pocket, with red time boys went to spun-counter for French letters in 't. Cade. Nay, then he is a conjurer.
crowns,-I am content he shall reign; but I'n
be protector over him. Dick. Nay, he can make obligations, and write
Dick. And, furthermore, we'll have the Lord court-hand.
Say's head, for selling the dukedom of Maine. Cade. I am sorry fort: the man is a proper Cade. And good reason; for thereby is England man, on mine honour; unless I find him guilty, maimer, and fain to go with a stati, bat that my he shall not die. -Come bither, sirrah, I must puissance holds it upFellow kings, I tell you, examine thee: What is thy name?
that my Lord Say hath gelded the common Clerk. Emmanuel.
wealth, and made it a eunuch: and more than Dick. They use to write it on the top of letters ; that, he can speak French, and therefore he is a "Twill go hard with you.
traitor. Cade. Let me alone :-Dost thou use to write Staf. o gross and miserable ignorance ! thy name? or hast thou a mark to thyself, like Cade. Nay, answer, if you can: The French. an honest plain-dealing man? Clerk. Sir, I thank God, I have been so weil Can he, that speaks with the tongue of an enemy,
men are our enemies: go to then, I ask but this; brought up, that I can write my name All. He hath confessed: away with him; he's Au. No, no; and therefore we'll have his head.
be a good counsellor, or no? a villain, and a traitor. Cade. Away with him, I say: hang him with
W. Staf. Well, seeing gentle words will not his pen and inkhorn about his neck.
prevail, [Excunt some with the Clerk.
Assail them with the army of the king.
Staf. Herald, away: and, throughout every Enter Michael.
town, Mich. Where's our general ?
Proclaim them traitors that are np with Cade; Cade. Here I am, thou particular fellow. That those, which fly before the battle ende,
May, even in their wives' and children's sight, Descended from the duke of Clarence' house:
Ezeunt the two Staffords, and Forces. His army is a ragged multitude
Sir Humphrey Stafford and his brother's death Now show yourselves men, 'tis for liberty. Hath given them heart and courage to proceed : We will not leave one lord, one gentleman: All scholars, lawyers, courtiers, gentlemen, Spare none, but such as go‘in clonted shoon; They call-false caterpillars, and intend their For they are thrifty honest men, and such
death. As would (but that they dare not) take our parts. K. Hen. O graceless menl they know not what Dick. They are all in order, and march to
they do. ward us.
Buck. My gracious lord, retire to Kenelworth, Cade. But then are we in order, when we are Until a power be raised to put them down. most out of order. Come, march forward. Q. Mar. Ah! were the duke of Suffolk now
| Ereunt. alive, SCENE III. Another Part of Blackheath.
These Kentish rebels would be soon appeas'd. Alarums. The two Parties enter and fight, and K. Hen. Lord Say, the traitors hate thee,
Therefore away with us to Kenelworth. both the Staffords are slain.
Say. So might your grace's person be in danger; Cade. Where's Dick, the butcher of Ashford ? The sight of me is odious in their eyes: Dick. Here, sir.
And therefore in this city will I stay, Cade. They fell before thee like sheep, and And live alone as secret as I may. oxen, and thou beha vedst thy self as if thou hadst been in thine own slaughter house: therefore thus
Enter another Messenger. will I reward thee, -The I.ent shall be as long 2 Mess. Jack Cade hath gotten London Bridge; again as it is; and thon shalt have a license to the citizens kill for a hundred lacking one, a week.
Fly and forsake their houses: Drick. I desire no more.
The rascal people, thirsting after prey, Cade. And, to speak truth, thou deservest no Join with the traitor, and they jointly swear, less. This monument of the victory will bear; To spoil the city, and your royal court and the bodies shall be dragged at my horse's Buck. Then linger not, my lord; away, take heels, till I do come to London, where we will horse. have the mayor's sword borne before us. K. Hen. Come, Margaret; God, our hope, will
Dick. If we mean to thrive and do good, break open the gaols, and let out the prisoners. Q. Mar. My hope is gone, now Suffolk is
Cade. Fear not that, 1 warrant thee. Come, deceas'd. let's march towards London.
[Exeunt. K. Hen. Farewell, my lord ; [To Lord Say.) SCENE IV. London. A Room in the Palace.
trust not the Kentish rebels.
Buck. 'Trust nobody, for fear you be betray'd. Enter King, Henry reading a supplication; the Duke of Buckingham, and Loru Say, with Say; The trust I have is in mine innocence,
And therefore am I bold and resolute. (Eseuni. him; at a distance, Qneen Margaret, mourning over Suffolk's Head.
SCENE Y. The same. The Tower. Q. Mar. Oft have I heard--that grief softens Enter Lord Scales, and others, on the Walls. the mind,
Then enter certain Citizens, below. And makes it fearful and degenerate;
Scales. How now ? is Jack Cade slain ? Think therefore on revenge, and cease to weep.
1 Cit. No, my lord, nor likely to be slain; for But who can cease to weep, and look on this ? Here may his head lie on my throbbing breast: they have won the bridge, killing all those that
withstand them: The lord mayor craves aid of But where's the body that I shonld emhrace? Buck. What answer makes your grace to the your honour from the Tower, to defend the city rebel's supplication ?
Scales. Such aid as I can spare, you shall K. Hen. I'll send some holy bishop to entreat: command; For God forbid, so many simple souls
But I am troubled here with them myself, Should perish by the sword! And I myself,
The rebels have assay'd to win the Tower. Rather than bloody war shall cut them short,
But get you to Smithfield, and gather head, Will parley with Jack Cade their general. And thither will I send you Matthew Gough: But stay, I'll read it over once again. Q. Mar. Ah, barbarous villains ! hath this Fight for your king, your country, and your
lives; lovely face
And so farewell, for I must hence again. Rul'd, like a wandering planet, over me;
[Exeunt And could it not enforce them to relent, That were unworthy to behold the same?
SCENE VI. The same. Cannon Street K. Hen. Lord Say, Jack Cade hath sworn to Enter Jack Cade, and his Followers. He strikes have thy head!
his Staff on London Stone. Say. Ay, but I hope, your highness shall have Cade. Now is Mortimer lord of this city. And
his. K. Her. How now, madam ? Still
here, sitting upon London-stone, I charge and Lamenting, and mourning for Suffolk's death conduit run nothing but claret wine this first
command, that, of the city's cost, the pissingI fear, my love, if that I had been dead,
year of our reign. And now, henceforward, it Thou wouldest not have mourn'd much for shall be treason for any that calls me other than
-Lord Mortimer. Q. Mar. No, my love, I should not mourn, but die for thee.
Enter a Soldier, running.
Sold. Jack Cade! Jack Cade!
Cade. Knock him down there. (They kill him. K. Hen. How now! what news? why com'st Smith. If this fellow be wise, he'll never call thou in sich haste?
you Jack Cade more; I think he hath a very Mes. The rebels are in Sonstiwark; Fly, my fair warning: lord!
Dick. My lord, there's an army gather'd we Jack Cade proclaims himself Iord Mortimer, gether in Smithfield.
Cade Come then, let's go fight with them :Kent, in the commentaries Cæsar writ,
[Exeunt. The people liberal, valiant, active, wealthy
Which makes me hope you are not void of pity. SCENE VII. The same. Smithfield.
I sold not Maine, I lost 'not Normandy: Alarum. Enter on one side, Cade and his Yet, to recover them, would lose my life. Company, on the other, citizens, and the Justice with favonr have I always done; King's Forces headed by Matthew Gough. Prayers and tears have mor'd' me, gifts could They fight; the Citizens are rouled, and Mat- When have I rught exacted at your hands, thew Gough is slain.
Kent, to maintain the king, the realm, and Cade. So, sirs :-Now go some and pull down the Savoy; others to the inns of court; down Large gifts have I bestow'd on learned clerks, with them all.
Because my book preferr'd me to the king: Dick. I have a suit unto your lordship. And-seeing ignorance is the curse of God, Cade. Be it a lordship, thou shalt have it for Knowledge the wing wherewith we fly to heathat word.
Dick. Only, that the laws of England may Unless you be possess'd with devilish spirits, come out of your mouth.
You cannot but forbear to murder me. John. Mass, 'twill be sore law then ; for he This tongue hath parley'd unto foreign kings was thrust in the mouth with a spear, and 'ris for your behoof, not whole yet.
(Aside. Cade. Tut! when struck'st thou one blow in Smith. Nay, John, it will be stinking law; the field ! for his breath stinks with eating toasted cheese. Say. Great men have reaching hands; oft
[ Aside. have I struck Cade. I have thought upon it, it shall be so. Those that I never saw, and struck them dead. Away, burn all the records of the realm ; my Geo. O monstrous coward! what, to come mouth shall be the parliament of England.
behind folks? John. Then we are like to have biting statutes, Say. These cheeks are pale for watching for unless his teeth be pulled out.
(Aside your good. Cade. And henceforward all things shall be in Cade. Give him a box of the ear, and that common.
will make 'em red again. Enter a Messenger.
Say. Long sitting to determine poor men's Mess. My lord, a prize, a prize! here's the Hath made me full of sickness and diseases. Lord Say, which sold the towns in France ; be Cade. Ye shall have a hempen caudle then, that made us pay one and twenty fifteens, and and the pap of a hatchet. one shilling to the pound, the last subsidy. Dick. Why dost thou quiver, man ? Enter George Bevis, with the Lord Say.
Say: The palsy, and not fear, provoketh me.
Cade. Nay, he nods at us; as who should say, Cade. Well, he shall be beheaded for it ten I'll be even with you. I'll see if his head will times.-Ay, thoa say, thou serge, nay, thou stand steadier on a pole, or no: Take him away, buckram lord ! now art thou within point-blank and behead him. of our jnrisdiction regal. What canst thou an Say. Tell me, wherein I have offended most ? swer to my majesty, for giving up of Normanly Have I affected wealth, or honour; speak? unto Monsieur Basimecu, the dauphin of France ! Are my chests fill'd up with extorted gold 1 Be it known unto thee, by these presence, even is my apparel sumptuous to behold? the presence of Lord Mortimer, that I am the Whom have I injur'd, that ye seek my death? besom that must sweep the court clean of such These hands are free from guiltless blood-shedfilth as thou art. Thou hast most traitorously
ding, corrupted the youth of the realm, in erecting a This breast from harbouring foul deceitful grammar-school: and whereas, before, our fore thoughts. fathers had no other books but the score and o, let me live! the tally, thou hast caused printing to be used; Cade. I feel remorse in myself with his words: and, contrary to the king, his crown, and dig. but I'll bridle it; he shall die, an it be but for nity, thou hast built a paper-mill. It will be pleading so well for his life. Away with him! proved to thy face, that thou hast men about he has a familiar under his tongue; he speaks ihee, that usually talk of a noun, and a verb; not o' God's name. Go, take hiin away, I say, and such abominable words, as no Christian ear and strike off his head presently; and then break can endure to hear. Thou hast appointed jus-into his son-in-law's house, Sir James Cromer, tices of peace, to call poor men before them and strike off his head, and bring them both abont matters they were not able to answer. upon two poles hither. Moreover, thou hast put them in prison; and All. It shall be done. because they could not read, thou hast hanged Say. Ah, countrymen ! if when you make your them ; when, indeed, only for that cause, they prayers, have been most wo-thy to live. Thou dost ride God should be so obdurate as yourselves, on a foot-cloth, dost thou not ?
How would it fare with your departed souls ? Say. What of that?
And therefore yet relent, and save my life. Cade. Marry, thou oughtest not to let thy horse Cade. Away with him, and do as I command ye. wear a cloak, when honester men than thou go
(Exeunt some, with Lord Say. in their hose and doublets.
The proudest peer in the realm shall not wear a Dick. And work in their shirt too; as myself, head on his shonlders, unless he pay me tribute ; for example, that am a butcher.
there shall not a maid be married, but she shall Say. You men of Kent, Dick. What say you of Kent?
pay to me her maidenhead ere they have it:
Men shall hold of me in capite; and we charge Sny. Nothing bui this : 'Tis bona terra, mala and command, that their wives be as free as gens.
heart can wish, or tongue can tell. Cade. Away with him, away with him! he Dick. My lord, when shall we go to Cheapside, speaks Latin Say. Hear me bat speak, and bear me where Cade. Marry, presently.
and take ap commodities upon our bills ? you will
AU O brave !
Re-enter Rebels, with the heads of Lord Say and makes them leave me desolate. I see them and his Son-in-law.
lay their heads together, to surprise me ; my Cade. But is not this braver ?--Let them kiss sword make way for me, for here is no staying one another, for they loved well, when they .In despite of the devils and hell, have through were alive. Now part them again, lest they the very midst of you! and heavens and honour consult about the giving up of some more towns be witness, that no want of resolution in me, in France. Soldiers, defer the spoil of the city but only my followers' base and ignominious until night: for with these borne before us, in- treasons, makes me betake me to my heels. stead of maces, will we ride through the streete;
(Erit. and, at every corner, have them kiss.-Away! Buck. What, is he fled 7 go some, and follow
And he, that brings his head unto the king,
Shall have a thousand crowns for his reward. Alarum. Enter Cade, and all his Rabblement.
Exeunt some of them. Cade. Up Fish Street ! down Saint Magnus' Follow me, soldiers; we'll devise a mean Corner I kill and knock down! throw them into To reconcile you all unto the king. (Exeunt. Thames !-(A Parley sounded, then a Retreat.!
SCENE IX. Kenelworth Castle. What noise is this I hear? Dare any be so bola to sound retreat or parley, when I command Enter King Henry, Queen Margaret, and Sothem kill ?
mersel, on the Terrace of the Castle. Enter Buckingham, and Old Clifford, with K. Hen. Was ever king that joy'd an earthly
And could command no more content than 13 Buck. Ay, here they be that dare and will No sooner was I crept out of my cradle, disturb thee :
But I was made a king, al nine months old ; Know Cade, we come ambassadors from the Was never subject long'd to be a king, king,
As I do long and wish to be a subject.
Enter Buckingham and Clifford.
Buck. Health, and glad tidings, to your ma. Clif. What say ye, countrymen ? will ye relent,
jesty! And yield to mercy, whilst 'tis offer'd you :
K. Hen. Why, Buckingham, is the traitor, Or let a rabble lead you to your deaths ?
Cade, surpris'd ? Who loves the king and will embrace his pardon, Or is he bui retir'd to make him strong? Fling up his cap, and say-God save his Enter, below, a great number of Cade's Follow majesty!
ers, with Halters about their Necks. Who bateth him, and honours not his father,
Clif. He's fled, my lord, and all his powers do Henry the Fifth, that made all France to quake,
yield; Shake he his weapon at us, and pass by: Aul. God save the king! God save the king!
And humbly thus, with halters on their necks, Cade. What, Buckingham, and Clifford, are
Expect your highness' doom, of life, or death.
K. Hen. Then, heaven, set ope thy everlasting ye so brave 1-And you, base peasants, do ye believe him ? will you needs be hanged with To entertain my vows of thanks and praise !
gates, your pardons about your necks ? Hath my sword Soldiers, this day have you redeem'd your lives, therefore broke through London Gates, that And show'd how well you love your prince you should leave me at the White Hart in Southwark? I thought, ye would never have continue still in this so good a mind,
and country: given out these arms, till you had recovered And Henry, though he be infortunate, your ancient freedom; but you are all recreants, Assure yourselves, will never be unkind : and dastards; and delighi to live in slavery to And so, with thanks, and pardon to you all, the nobility. Let them break your backs with I do dismiss you to your several countries. burdens, take your houses over your heads, ALL. God save the king! God save the king! ravish your wives and daughters before your faces; For me,-I will make shift for one ; and
Enter a Messenger. se-God's curse 'light upon you all!
Mess. Please it your grace to be advertised, All. We'll follow Cade, we'll follow Cade. The duke of York is newly come from Ireland; Clif. Is Cade the son of Henry the Fifth, And with a puissant and a mighty power, That thus you do exclaim-you'll go with him ? or Gallowglasses and stout Kernes, Will be conduct you through the heart of France, Is marching hitherward in proud array ; And make the meanest of you earls and dukes 1 And still proclaimeth, as he comes along, Alas, he hath no home, no place to fly to; His arms are only to remove from thee Nor knows he how to live, but by spoil, The duke of Somerset, whom he terms a traitor. Unless by robbing of your friends, and us. K. Hen. Thus stands my state, 'twixt Cade Wer't not a shame, that whilst you live at jar, and York distress'd : The fearful French, whom you late vangnished, Like to a ship, that, having scap'd a tempest, Should make a start o'er seas, and vanquish you? Is straightway calm'd and boarded with a pirate: Methinks, already, in this civil broil,
But now is Cade driven back, his men dispers'd; I see them lording it in London streets,
And now is York in arms to second him.Crying-Villageois ! unto all they meet. I pray thee, Buckingham, go forth and meet Better ten thousand base-born Cades miscarry,
him ; Than you should stoop unto a Frenchman's And ask him, what's the reason of these arms. mercy.
Tell him, I'll send Duke Edmund to the To France, to France, and get what you have
And, Somerset, we will commit thee thither, Spare England, for it is your native coast : Until his army be dismiss'd from him. Henry hath money, you are strong and manly ; Som. My lord, God on our side, doubt not of victory.
I'll yield myself to prison willingly, All. A Clifford ! a Clifford! we'l follow the Or unto death, to do my country good. king, and Clifford.
K. Hen. In any case, be not too rough in Cade. Was ever feather so lightly blown to terms: and fro, as this multitude ? the name of Henry For he is fierce, and cannot brook hard lans the Fifth hales them to a hundred mischiefs, guage.
Buck. I will, my lord; and donbt not so to deal, I'll defy them all. Wither, garden; and be As all things shall redound unto your good. henceforth a burying-place to all that do dwell K. Hen. "Come, wife, let's in, and learn to in this house, because the unconquered soul of govern better;
Cade is fled. For yet may England curse my wretched reign. Iden. Is 't Cade that I have slain, that mon
(Eseunt. strous traitor ?
Sword, I will hallow thee for this
And hang thee o'er my tomb, when I am dead :
Ne'er shall this blood be wiped from thy point; Cade. Fie on ambition ! fie on myself ; that But thou shalt wear it as a herald's coat, have a sword, and yet am ready to famish i To emblaze the honour that thy master got. These five days have I hid me in these woods; Cade. Iden, farewell; and be proud of thy and durst noi peep out, for all the country is victory; Tell Kent from me, she hath lost her lay'd for me: but now I am so hungry, that if best man, and exhort all the world to be cow I might have a lease of my life for a thousand ards; for I, that never feared any, am vanyears, I could stay no longer. Wherefore, on a quished by famine, not by valour. [Dier. brick wall have I climbed into this garden ; to
Iden. How inuch thou wrong'st me, heaven see if I can eat grase, or pick a gallet another
be my judge. while, which is not amiss to cool a man's sto- Die, damned wretch, the curse of her that bare
thee! mach this hot weather. And, I think, this word sallet was born to do me good : for, many a And as I thrust thy body in with my sword, time, but for a sallet, my brain-pan had been So wish!, I mighi thrust thy soul to hell. cleft' with a brown bill"; and, many a time, Hence will I drag thee headlong by the heels when I have been dry, and bravely marching, Unto a dunghill, which shall be thy grave, it hath served me instead of a quart-pot to drink And there cut off thy most ungracious head; iu; and now the word sallet must serve me to Which I will bear in triumph to the king,
Leaving thy trunk for crows to feed upon.
[Exit, dragging out the Body. Enter Iden, with Servants. Iden. Lord, who would live turmoiled in the court,
ACT V. And may enjoy such quiet walks as these ?
SCENE I. The same Fields between Dart This small inheritance, my father left me,
ford and Blackheath. Contenteth me, and is worth a monarchy. I seek not to wax great by others' waning;
The King's Camp on one side. On the other, Or gather wealth, I care not with what envy;
enter York attended, with Drum and Colours
his Forces at some distance. Sufficeth, that I have maintains my state, And sends the poor well pleased from my gate. York. From Ireland thus comes York, to claim
Cade. Here's the lord of the soil come to seize his right, me for a stray, for entering his fee simple with. And pluck the crown from feeble Henry's head: out leave. Ah, villain, thou wilt betray me, Ring, bells, aloud ; burn, bonfires, clear and and get a thousand crowns of the king for car.
bright, rying my head to him ; but I'll make thee eat To entertain great England's lawful king. iron like an ostrich, and swallow my sword like Ah, sancta majestas ? who would not buy thee a great pin, ere thou and I part.
dear 1 Iden Why, rude companion,whatsoe'er thon be, Let them obey, that know not how to rule ; I know thee not; Why then should I betray This hand was made to handle nonght but gold: thee?
I cannot give due action to my words, Is 't not enough, to break into my garden, Except a sword, or sceptre, balance it. And, like a thief, to come to rob my grounds, A sceptre shall it have, have I a soul; Climbing my walls in spite of me the owner, On which I'll toss the flower-de-luce of France. But thou wilt brave me with those saucy terms ? Cade. Brave thee? ay, by the best blood that
Enter Buckingham. ever was broached, and beard thee too. Look Whom have we here ? Buckingham, to disturb on me well : I have eat no meat these five days; me? yet, come thou and thy five men, and if I do The king hath sent him, sure : I must dissemble. not leave you all as dead as a door nail, I pray Buck. York, if thou meanest well, I greet thee God, I may never eat grass more.
well. Iden. Nay, it shall ne'er be said, while Eng. York. Humphrey of Buckingham, I accept thy land stands,
greeting That Alexander Iden, an esquire of Kent, Art thou a messenger, or come of pleasure ? Took odds to combat a poor famish'd man. Buck. A messenger from Henry, our dread liege, Oppose thy steadfast-gazing eyes to mine, To know the reason of these arms in peace ; See if thou canst outface me with thy looks. Or why, thou-being a subject as I am,Set limb to limb, and thou art far the lesser ; Against thy oath and true allegiance sworn, Thy hand is but a finger to my fist;
Should'st raise so great a power without his Thy leg a stick, compared with this truncheon ; leave, My foot shall fight with all the strength thou Or dare to bring thy force so near the court. hast;
York. Scarce can I speak, my choler is so And if mine arm be heaved in the air,
great. Thy grave is digg'd already in the earth. 0, I could hew up rocks, and fight with fint, As for words, whose greatness answers words, I am so angry at these abject terms; Let this my sword report what speech for bears. And now, like Ajax Telamonius,
Cade. By my valour, the most complete cham. On sheep or oxen, could I spend my fory! pion that ever I heard.-Steel, if thou turn the I am far better born than is the king : edge, or cut not out the burly-boned clown in More like a king, more kingly in my chines of beef ere thou sleep in thy sheath, I thoughts ; beseech God on my knees, thou mayest be But I must make fair weather yet a while, turned to hobnails. [ They fight ; Cade falls:1 Till Henry be more weak, and I more U, I am slain ! famine, and no other, hath slain strong.me : let ten thousand 'devils come against me, O Buckingham, I pr’ythee, pardon me, and give me but the ten meals I have lost, and That I have given no answer all this while;