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Dread lord, the commons send you word by me,
Commons. (Within.) An answer from the king,
K. Hen. Go, Salisbury, and tell them all from me,
No more, I say; if thou dost plead for him,
If, after three days' space, thou here be'st found
The world shall not be ransome for thy life.Coine, Warwick, come, good Warwick, go with me; I have great matters to impart to thee.
[Exeunt K. Henry, Warwick, Lords, &c. Q. Mar. Mischance, and sorrow, go along with Heart's discontent, and sour affliction, [you! Be playfellows to keep you company! There's two of you; the devil make a third, And threefold vengeance tend upon your steps! Suf. Cease, gentle queen, these execrations, And let thy Suffolk take his heavy leave.
Q. Mar. Fy, coward woman, and soft-hearted
Hast thou not spirit to curse thine enemies?
Would curses kill, as doth the mandrake's groan,
As lean-fac'd Envy in her loathsome cave:
Q. Mar. Enough, sweet Suffolk; thou torment'st
Suf. You bade me ban, and will you bid me leave? Now, by the ground that I am banish'd from, Well could I curse away a winter's night, Though standing naked on a mountain top, Where biting cold would never let grass grow, And think it but a minute spent in sport.
Q. Mar. O, let me entreat thee, cease! Give me thy hand,
That I may dew it with my mournful tears;
(Kisses his hand.) That thou might'st think upon these by the seal, Through whom a thousand sighs are breath'd for
So, get thee gone, that I may know my grief;
And banished I am, if but from thee.
Suf. Thus is poor Suffolk ten times banished,
I can no more:-Live thou to joy thy life;
Q. Mar. Whither goes Vaux so fast? what news,
Vaux. To signify unto his majesty,
That Cardinal Beaufort is at point of death:
Q. Mar. Go, tell this heavy message to the king.
Now, get thee hence: The king, thou know'st, is Is crept into the bosom of the sea;
If thou be found by me, thou art but dead.
From thee to die, were torture more than death:
Q. Mar. Away! though parting be a fretful corIt is applied to a deathful wound.
[rosive, To France, sweet Suffolk: Let me hear from thee; For wheresoe'er thou art in this world's globe, I'll have an Iris that shall find thee out. Suf. I go.
And take my heart with thee.
Suf. A jewel, lock'd into the woeful'st cask
Q. Mar. This way for me. [Exeunt, severally. SCENE III.-London. Cardinal Beaufort's bedchamber.
Enter King HENRY, SALISBURY, WARWICK, and others. The Cardinal in bed; Attendants with him. K. Hen. How fares my lord? speak, Beaufort, to thy sovereign. [treasure, Car. If thou be'st death, I'll give thee England's Enough to purchase such another island, So thou wilt let me live, and feel no pain.
K. Hen. Ah, what a sign it is of evil life,
I'll give a thousand pound to look upon him.-
K. Hen. O thou eternal Mover of the heavens,
Sal. Disturb him not, let him pass peaceably. K. Hen. Peace to his soul, if God's good pleasure he!
Lord cardinal, if thou think'st on heaven's bliss,
SCENE I.-Kent. The Sea-shore near Dover. Firing heard at sea. Then enter from a boat, a Captain, a Master, a Master's-Male, WALTER WHITMORE, and others; with them SUFFOLK, and other Gentlemen, prisoners.
Cap. The gaudy, blabbing, and remorseful day
And now loud-howling wolves arouse the jades,
1 Gent. What is my ransome, master? let me know. [head. Mast. A thousand crowns, or else lay down your Mate. And so much shall you give, or off goes [crowns, Cap. What, think you much to pay two thousand And bear the name and port of gentlemen?Cut both the villains' throats;-for die you shall; The lives of those, which we have lost in fight, Cannot be counterpois'd with such a petty sum. 1 Gent. I'll give it, sir; and therefore spare my life. [straight. 2 Gent. And so will I, and write home for it Whit. I lost mine eye in laying the prize aboard, And therefore, to revenge it, shalt thou die ; (To Suffolk.)
And so should these, if I might have my will.
Whit. Gaultier, or Walter, which it is, I care not;
Whit. The duke of Suffolk, muffled up in rags! Suf. Ay, but these rags are no part of the duke; Jove sometime went disguis'd, and why not I? Cap. But Jove was never slain, as thou shalt be. Suf. Obscure and lowly swain, King Henry's The honourable blood of Lancaster, [blood, Must not be shed by such a jaded groom, Hast thou not kiss'd thy hand, and held my stirrup? Bare-headed plodded by my foot cloth mule, And thought thee happy when I shook my head? How often hast thou waited at my cup, Fed from my trencher, kneel'd down at the board, When I have feasted with queen Margaret? Remember it, and let it make thee crest-fall'n; Ay, and allay this thy abortive pride: How in our voiding lobby hast thou stood, And duly waited for my coming forth? This hand of mine hath writ in thy behalf, And therefore shall it charm thy riotous tongue. Whit. Speak, captain, shall I stab the forlorn
Cap. First let my words stab him, as he hath me. Suf. Base slave! thy words are blunt, and so art thou. [side Cap. Convey him hence, and on our long-boat's Strike off his head. Suf. Cap. Yes, Poole.
Thou dar'st not for thy own.
the sweep [death, ground; And thou, that smil'dst at good duke Humphrey's Against the senseless winds shalt grin in vain, Who, in contempt, shall hiss at thee again: And wedded be thou to the hags of hell,
For daring to affy a mighty lord
Unto the daughter of a worthless king,
Hath slain their governors, surpris'd our forts,
Burns with revenging fire; whose hopeful colours
And all by thee: -Away! convey him hence.
Suf. O that I were a god, to shoot forth thunder
By such a lowly vassal as thyself.
Whit. Come, Suffolk, I must waft thee to thy
Whit. Thou shalt have cause to fear, before I
What, are ye daunted now? now will ye stoop?
Suf. Suffolk's imperial tongue is stern and rough,
And sooner dance upon a bloody pole,
Cap. Hale him away, and let him talk no more.
Re-enter WHITMORE, with SUFFOLK's body.
1 Gent, O barbarous and bloody spectacle!
Enter GEORGE BEVIS and JOHN HOLLAND.
John. So he had need, for 'tis threadbare. Well,
Gro. O miserable age! Virtue is not regarded in handicrafts-men.
John. The nobility think scorn to go in leather [workmen. aprons.
Geo. Nay more, the king's council are no good John. True; And yet it is said,-Labour in thy vocation which is as much to say, as,-let the magistrates be labouring men; and therefore should we be magistrates.
Geo. Thou hast hit it: for there's no better sign of a brave mind than a hard hand.
John. I see them! I see them! There's Best's son, the tanner of Wingham;
Geo. He shall have the skins of our enemies, to make dog's leather of.
John. And Dick the butcher,
Geo. Then is sin struck down like an ox, and iniquity's throat cut like a calf.
And Smith the weaver.
Geo. Argo, their thread of life is spun.
Drum. Enter CADE, DICK the butcher, SMITH the
Cade. We John Cade, so termed of our supposed father,
Dick. Or rather, of stealing a cade of herrings.
Cade. for our enemies shall fall before us,
Cade. My father was a Mortimer,
Dick. He was an honest man, and a good brick
Cade. My mother a Plantagenet,-
Cade. My wife descended of the Lacies,Dick. She was, indeed, a pedlar's daughter, and (Aside.) sold many laces. Smith. But, now of late, not able to travel with her furred pack, she washes bucks here at home. (Aside.)
Cade. Therefore am I of an honourable house. Dick. Ay, by my faith, the field is honourable; and there was he born, under a hedge; for his father (Aside.) had never a house, but the cage.
Cade. Valiant I am.
Smith. 'A must needs; for beggary is valiant.
Cade. I am able to endure much. Dick. No question of that; for I have seen him (Aside.) whipped three market days together. Cade. I fear neither sword nor fire. Smith. He need not fear the sword, for his coat (Aside.) is of proof. Dick. But, methinks, he should stand in fear of
fire, being burnt i'the hand for stealing of sheep.
Cade. Be brave then; for your captain is brave, and vows reformation. There shall be, in England, seven half-penny loaves sold for a penny; the threehooped pot shall have ten hoops; and I will make it felony, to drink small beer: all the realm shall be in common, and in Cheapside shall my palfry go to grass. And when I am king, (as king I will be)— All. God save your majesty!
Cade. I thank you, good people:--there shall be no money; all shall eat and drink on my score; and I will apparel them all in one livery, that they may agree like brothers, and worship me their lord. Dick. The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers.
Cade. Nay, that I mean to do. Is not this a lamentable thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should be made parchment? that parchment, being scribbled o'er, should undo a man? say, the bee stings: but I say, 'tis the bee's wax, for I did but seal once to a thing, and I was never mine own man since. How now? who's there?
Enter some, bringing in the Clerk of CHATHAM. Smith. The clerk of Chatham: he can write and read, and cast accompt.
Cade. O monstrous!
Dick. They use to write it on the top of letters; -"Twill go hard with you.
Cade. Let me alone:-Dost thou use to write thy name? or hast thou a mark to thyself, like an honest plain-dealing man?
Clerk. Sir, I thank God, I have been so well brought up, that I can write my name.
All. He hath confessed: away with him; he's a villain, and a traitor.
Cade. Away with him, I say: hang him with his pen and inkhorn about his neck.
[Exeunt some with the Clerk.
Mich. Where's our general?
Cade. Here I am, thou particular fellow. Mich. Fly, fly, fly! sir Humphrey Stafford and his brother are hard by, with the king's forces. Cade. Stand, villain, stand, or I'll fell thee down: He shall be encountered with a man as good as himself: He is but a knight, is 'a?
Cade. To equal him, I will make myself a knight presently; Rise up, sir John Mortimer. Now have at him.
Enter Sir HUMPHREY STAFFORD, and WILLIAM
Staf. Villain, thy father was a plasterer; And thou thyself a shearman, art thou not?
Cade. And Adam was a gardener. W. Staf. And what of that?
Cade. Marry, this :-Edmund Mortimer, earl of March,
Married the duke of Clarence' daughter; Did he W. Staf. Ay, sir.
Cade. By her, he had two children at one birth. W. Staf. That's false. [true: Cade. Ay, there's the question; but, I say, 'tis The elder of them, being put to nurse, Was by a beggar-woman stol'n away; And, ignorant of his birth and parentage, Became a bricklayer, when he came to age: His son am I; deny it, if you can.
Dick. Nay, 'tis too true; therefore he shall be king.
Smith. Sir, he made a chimney in my father's house, and the bricks are alive at this day to testify it; therefore, deny it not.
Staf. And will you credit this base drudge's words, That speaks he knows not what?
All. Ay, marry, will we; therefore get ye gone. W. Staf. Jack Cade, the duke of York hath taught you this.
Cade. He lies, for I invented it myself. (Aside.) Go to, sirrah, Tell the king from me, that-for his father's sake, Henry the Fifth, in whose time boys went to span-counter for French crowns,—I am content he shall reign, but I'll be protector over him.
Dick. And, furthermore, we'll have the lord Say's head, for selling the dukedom of Maine.
Cade. And good reason; for thereby is England maimed, and fain to go with a staff, but that my puissance holds it up. Fellow kings, I tell you, that that lord Say hath gelded the commonwealth, and made it an eunuch: and more than that, he can speak French, and therefore he is a traitor.
Staf. O gross and miserable ignorance! Cade. Nay, answer, if you can: The Frenchmen are our enemies: go to then, I ask but this; Can he, that speaks with the tongue of an enemy, be a good counsellor, or no?
All. No, no; and therefore we'll have his head. W. Staf. Well, seing gentle words will not preAssail them with an army of the king.
Staf. Herald, away: and, throughout every town, Proclaim them traitors that are up with Cade; That those, which fly before the battle ends, May, even in their wives' and children's sight, Be hang'd up for example at their doors :And you, that be the king's friends, follow me. [Exeunt the two Staffords, and Forces. Cade. And you, that love the commons, follow
Now shew yourselves men, 'tis for liberty.
Cade. Where's Dick, the butcher of Ashford?
Cade. They fell before thee like sheep and oxen, and thou behavedst thyself as if thou hadst been in thine own slaughter-house: therefore thus will I reward thee, The Lent shall be as long again as it is; and thou shalt have a license to kill for a hundred lacking one.
Dick. I desire no more.
Cade. And, to speak truth, thou deservest no less. This monument of the victory will I bear; and the bodies shall be dragged at my horse' heels, till I do
come to London, where we will have the mayor's sword borne before us.
Dick. If we mean to thrive and do good, break open the gaols, and let out the prisoners. Cade. Fear not that, I warrant thee. Come, let's march towards London. [Exeunt.
SCENE IV.-London. A Room in the Palace. Enter King HENRY, reading a supplication; the Duke of BUCKINGHAM, and Lord SAY, with him ; at a distance, Queen MARGARET, mourning over SUFFOLK's head.
Q. Mar. Oft have I heard-that grief softens the And makes it fearful and degenerate; [mind, Think therefore on revenge, and cease to weep. But who can cease to weep, and look on this? Here may his head lie on my throbbing breast: But where's the body that I should embrace? Buck. What answer makes your grace to the rebels' supplication?
K. Hen. I'll send some holy bishop to entreat: For God forbid, so many simple souls Should perish by the sword! And I myself, Rather than bloody war should cut them short, Will parley with Jack Cade, their general.But stay, I'll read it over once again.
[face Q. Mar. Ah, barbarous villains! hath this lovely Rul'd, like a wandering planet, over me; And could it not enforce them to relent, That were unworthy to behold the same? K. Hen. Lord Say, Jack Cade hath sworn to have thy head.
Say. Ay, but I hope, your highness shall have his. K. Hen. How now, madam? Still Lamenting, and mourning for Suffolk's death? I fear, my love, if that I had been dead,
Thou wouldst not have mourn'd so much for me. Q. Mar. No, my love, I should not mourn, but die for thee.
Enter a Messenger.
K. Hen. How now! what news? why com'st
Of hinds and peasants, rude and merciless :
Buck. My gracious lord, retire to Kenelworth, Until a power be rais'd to put them down.
Q. Mar. Ah! were the duke of Suffolk now alive, These Kentish rebels would be soon appeas'd. K. Hen. Lord Say, the traitors hate thee, Therefore away with us to Kenel worth.
Say. So might your grace's person be in danger; The sight of me is odious in their eyes: And therefore in this city will I stay, And live alone as secret as
SCENE V.-The same. The Tower. Enter Lord SCALES, and others, on the walls. Then enter certain Citizens, below.
Scales. How now? is Jack Cade slain?
1 Cit. No, my lord, nor likely to be slain; for they have won the bridge, killing all those that withstand them: The lord mayor craves aid of your honour from the Tower, to defend the city from the rebels. [mand; Scales. Such aid as I can spare, you shall comBut I am troubled here with them myself, The rebels have assay'd to win the Tower. But get you to Smithfield, and gather head, And thither I will send you Matthew Gough: Fight for your king, your country, and your lives; And so farewell, for I must hence again. [Exeunt. SCENE VI. The same. Cannon-street. Enter JACK CADE, and his Followers. He strikes his staff on London-stone.
Cade. Now is Mortimer lord of this city. And here, sitting upon London-stone, I charge and command, that, of the city's cost, the pissing-conduit run nothing but claret wine this first year of our reign. And now, henceforward, it shall be treason any that calls me other than-lord Mortimer. Enter a Soldier, running,
Sold. Jack Cade! Jack Cade! Cade. Knock him down there. (They kill him.) Smith. If this fellow be wise, he'll never call you Jack Cade more; I think he hath a very fair warning. [in Smithfield. Dick. My lord, there's an army gathered together Cade. Come then, let's go fight with them: But, first, go and set London-bridge on fire; and, if you can, burn down the Tower too. Come, let's away. [Exeunt.
SCENE VII.-The same. Alarum. Enter, on one side, CADE and his company;. on the other, Citizens, and the King's Forces, headed by MATTHEW GOUGH. They fight; the Citizens are routed, and MATTHEW GOUGH is slain.
Cade. So, sirs:-Now, go some and pull down the Savoy; others to the inns of court; down with them all.
Dick. I have a suit unto your lordship.
Cade. Be it a lordship, thou shalt have it for that word.
Dick. Only, that the laws of England may come out of your mouth.
John. Mass, 'twill be sore law then; for he was thrust in the mouth with a spear, and 'tis not whole yet. (Aside.) his breath stinks with eating toasted cheese. Smith. Nay, John, it will be stinking law; for
(Aside.) Cade. I have thought upon it, it shall be so. Away, burn all the records of the realm; my mouth shall be the parliament of England.
unless his teeth be pulled out. John. Then we are like to have biting statutes, (Aside.) Cade. And henceforward all things shall be in
Enter a Messenger.
Mess. My lord, a prize, a prize! here's the lord Say, which sold the towns in France; he that made us pay one-and-twenty fifteens, and one shilling to the pound, the last subsidy.
Enter GEORGE BEVIS, with the Lord SAY. Cade. Well, he shall be beheaded for it ten times..