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Vaux. To signify unto his majesty,

0! torture me po more, I will confess.That Cardinal Beaufort is at point of death: Alive again? Then show me where he is; For suddenly a grievous sickness took him, I'll give a thousand pounds to look upon That makes him gasp and stare, and catch the

him. air,

He hath no eyes, the dust hath blinded them.Blaspheming God, and cursing men on earth. Comb down his hair; look! look! it stands Sometime, he talks as it duke Humphrey's upright, ghost

Like lime-twigs set to catch my winged soul! Were by his side: sometime, he calls the king, Give me some drink; and bid the apothecary And whispers to his pillow, as to him, Bring the strong poison that I bought of him. The secrets of his overcharged soul:

K. Hen. ( thou eternal Mover of the heaAnd I am sent to tell his majesty,

vens, That even now he cries aloud for him.

Look with a gentle eye upon this wretch! Q. Mar. Go, tell this heavy message to the O, beat away the busy meddling fiend, king.

[Exit Vaux. That lays strong siege upon this wretch's soul, Ah me! what is this world? What news are And from his bosom purge this black despair! these?

War. See, how the pangs of death doth But wherefore grieve I at an hour's poor loss,

make him grin. Omitting Suffolk's exile, my soul's treasure? Sal. Disturb him not, let him pass peaceably. Why only, Suffolk, mourn I not for thee, K. Hen. Peace to his soul, 'it God's pleaAnd with the southern clouds contend in tears;

sure be!

[bliss, Theirs for the earth's increase, mine for my Lord cardinal, if thou think'st on heaven's sorrows?

[coming; Hold up thy hand, make signal of thy hope.Now, get thee hence: the king thou know'st is He dies, and makes no sign; () God, forgive If thou be found by me, thou art but dead.

him! Suf. If I depart from thee, I cannot live: War. So bad a death argues a monstrous And in thy sight to die, what were it else,

Jife. But like a pleasant slumber in thy lap?

k. Hen. Forbear to judge, for we are sinners Here could I breathe my soul into the air,

all.-As mild and gentle as the cradle-babe, Close up his cyes, and draw the curtain close; Dying with mother's dug between its lips : And let us all to meditation.

[Exeunt. Where,* from thy sight, I should be raging mad,

ACT IV. And cry out for thee to close up mine eyes. SCENE 1.-Kent. The seu-shore near Doror. To bave thee with thy lips to stop my mouth; So shouldst thou either turn my dying soul,

Firing heurd at Seu.--Then enter from a Bout, Or I should breathe it so into thy body,

u CAPTAIN, « MASTER, a MASTER'S-MATE, And then it lived in sweet Elysium.

WALTER WHITMORE, and others; with them To die by thee, were but to die in jest;

Suf'FOLK, and other Gentlemen, Prisoners. From thee to die, were torture more than Cap. The gaudy, blabbing, and remorseful* death:

Is crept into the bosom of the sea ; [day (), let me stay, befall what may befall. And now loud-howling wolves arouse the jades Q. Mar. Away! Though parting be a fretful That drag the tragic melancholy night; corrosive,

Who with their drowsy, slow, and fagging It is applied to a deathful wound. [thee;

wings

(jaws To France, sweet Sufiolk: Let me hear from Clip dead men's graves, and from their misty For wheresoe'er thou art in this world's globe, Breathe foul contagious darkness in the air. I'll have an Irist that shall find you out, Therefore, bring forth the soldiers of our prize; Suf. I go.

For, whilst our pinnace anchors in the Downs, Q. Mar. And take my heart with thee. Here shall they make their ransom on the sand, Suf. A jewel lock'd into the woeful'st cask Or with their blood stain this discolour'd That ever did contain a thing of worth.

shore.Even as a splitted bark, so sunder we: Master, this prisoner freely give I thee :This way fall 1 to death.

And thou that art his mate, make boot of Q. Mür. This way for me. (Ereuni, sererally.

this :

The other, [Pointing to Suffolk.] Walter WhitSCENE III.--London.-Cardinal BEAUFORT'S

more, is thy share. Bed-chumber.

1 Gent. What is my ransom, master? Let me

know. Enter King HENRY, SALISBURY, WARWICK,

Must. A thousand crowns, or else lay down and others.--The CARDINAL in Bed; Attendants with him.

Mate. And so much shall you give, or ofl K. Hen. How fares my lord? Speak, Beau

goes yours. fort, to thy sovereign.

Cap. What, think you much to pay two Cur, if thou be'st death, I'll give thee Eng

thousand crowns, land's treasure,

And bear the name and port of gentlemen ?Enough to purchase such another island, Cut both the villains' throats;--for die you So thou wilt let me live, and feel no pain.

shall; K. Hen. Ah, what a sign it is of evil life, The lives of those which we have lost in fight, When death's approach is seen so terrible! Cannot be counterpoised with such a petty War. Beaufort, it is thy sovereign speaks to thee.

1 Gen. I'll give it, Sir; and therefore spare Car. Bring me unto my trial when you will.

my lile. Died he not in his bed? Where should he die? 2 Gen. Ånd so will I, and write home for it Can I make men live, whe'r they will or no?

straight. * For whereas. + The messenger of Juno.

* Pitifur.

your head.

sum.

Whit. I lost mine eye in laying the prize Against the senseless winds shall grin in vain, aboard,

Who, in contempt, shall hiss at thee again : And therefore, to revenge it, shalt thou die; And wedded be thou to the hags of hell,

[To Suffolk. For daring to affy* a mighty lord And so should these, if I might have my will. Upto the daughter of a worthless king, Cap. Be not so rash; take ransom, let him Having neither subject, wealth, nor diadem. live.

By devilish policy art thou grown great, Suf. Look on my George, I am a gertleman; And, like ambitious Sylla, overgorged Rate me at what thou wilt, thou shalt be paid. With gobbets of thy mother's bleeding heart. Whit. And so am I; my name is-Walter By thee, Anjou and Maine were sold to France: Whitmore.

[atfright? The false revolting Normans, thorough thee, How now? Why start'st thou? What, doth death Disdain to call us lord; and Picardy Suf. Thy name affrights me, in whose sound Hath slain our governors, surprised our forts, is death.

And sent the ragged soldiers wounded home. A cunning man did calculate my birth, The princely Warwick, and the Nevils all,And told me—that by Water I should die : Whose dreadful swords were never drawn in Yet let pot this make thee be bloody-minded; As hating thee, are rising up in arms: (vain; Thy name is—Gualtier, being rightly sounded. And now the house of York-thrust from the Whit. Gualtier, or Walter, which it is, I care

crown, not;

By shameful murder of a guiltless king, Ne'er yet did base dishonour blur our name, And lofty proud encroaching tyranny, -But with our sword we wiped away the blot; Burns with revenging fire; whose hopeful coTherefore, when merchant-like I sell revenge,

lours Broke be my sword, my arms torn and defac'd, Advance our half-faced sun, striving to shine, And I proclaim'd a coward through the world! Under the which is writ- Inritis nubibus.

[Lays hold on SUFFOLK. The commons here in Kent are up in arms: Suf. Stay, Whitmore; for thy prissuer is a And, to conclude, reproach, and beggary, prince,

Is crept into the palace of our king, The duke of Suffolk, William de la Poole. And all by thee :-Away! Convey him hence. Whit. The duke of Suffolk, muftied up in Suf. Othat I were a god, to shoot forth rags !

thunder Suf. Ay, but these rags are no part of the Upon these paltry, servile, abject drudges? duke:

Small things make base men proud: this villain Jove sometime went disguised, and why not I?

here, Cap. But Jove was never slain, as thou shalt Being captain of a pinnacet threatens more be.

Than Burgulus the strong Illyrian pirate. Suf. Obscure and lowly swain, king Henry's Drones suck not eagle's blood, but rob beeThe honourable blood of Lancaster, (blood, it is impossible, that I should die [hives. Must not be shed by such a jaded groom, By such a lowly vassai as thyself. Hast thou not kiss'd thy hand, and held my Thy words move rage, and not remorse, in me: stirrup?

I go of message from the queen to France; Bare-headed plodded hy my foot-cloth mule, I charge thee, waft me safely cross the channel. And thought thee happy when I shook my head? Cap. Walter, How often hast thou waited at my cup,

Whit. Come, Suffolk, I must waft thee to thy Fed from my trencher, kneel'd down at the

death, board,

Suf. Gelidus timor occuput artus :- 'Tis thee I When I have feasted with queen Margaret?

fear. Remember it, and let it make thee crest-fallen; Whit. Thou shalt have cause to fear, before Ay, and allay this thy abortive pride :

I leave thee. How in our voiding lobby hast thou stood, What, are ye daunted now? Now will ye stoop? And duly waited for my coming forth?

1 Gent. My gracious lord, entreat him, speak This hand of mine hath writ in thy behalf,

him fair. And therefore shall it charm thy riotous tongue. Suf. Suffolk's imperial tougue is stern and Whit. Speak, captain, shall I stab the for

rough, lorn swaiu ?

Used to command, untaught to plead for favour. Cup. First let my words stab him, as he hath Fare be it, we should honour such as these

With humble suit: no, rather let my head Suf. Base slave! thy words are blunt, and so Stoop to the block, than these knees bow to art thou.

any, Cap. Convey him hence, and on our long- Save to the God of heaven, and to my king; boat's side

And sooner dance upon a bloody pole, Strike off his head.

Than stand uncover'd to the vulgar groom. Suf. Thou darest not for thy own.

True nobility is exempt from fear :Cap. Yes, Poole.

More can I bear, than you dare execute. Suf. Poole?

Cap. Hale him away, and let him talk no Cap. Poole? Sir Poole? lord ? Ay, kennel, puddle, sink; whose filth and dirt Suf. Come, soldiers, show what cruelty ye Troubles the silver spring where England That this my death may never be forgot! (can, drinks,

Great men oft die by vile bezonians :: Now will I dam up this thy yawning mouth, A Roman sworder and banditto slave, For swallowing the treasure of the realm : Murder'd sweet Tully; Brutus' bastard hand Thy lips, that Kiss'd the queen, shall sweep the Stabb’d Julius Cæsar; savage islanders, ground;

Pompey the great: and Suffolk dies by pirates. And thou, that smil'dst at good duke Hum

[Exit Suf. with WHITNORE and others. phrey's death,

* To betroth in marriage. A low fellow.

† A pinnace then significd a ship of small burdan. † Pride that has had birth too soon.

* Low men.

me.

more.

ther aprons.

Cap. And as for these whose ransom we have ble; and there was he born, under a hedge; for It is our pleasure, one of them depart:- (set, his father had never a house, but the cage. Therefore come you with us, and let him go.

(Aside. [Exeunt all but the first GENTLEMAN. Cade. Valiant I am. Re-enter WHITMORE with SUFFOLK's Body.

Smith. 'A must needs; for beggary is valiant.

(Aside. Whit. There let his head and lifeless body Cade. I am able to endure mucb. lie,

Dick. No question of that; for I have seen Until the queen his mistress bury it. [Erit. bim whipp'd ihree market days together. 1 Gent. O barbarous and bloody spectacle !

[Aside. His body will I bear unto the king :

Cade. I fear neither sword nor fire. If he revenge it not, yet will his friends;

Smith. He need not fear the sword, his coat So will the queen, that living held him dear.

is of proof.

[ Aside. [Erit with the Body. Dick. But, methinks, he should stand in fear

of fire, being burnt i'the hand for stealing of SCENE II.-Blackheath. sheep.

(Aside. Enter George Bevis, and John HOLLAND.

Cade. Be brave then; for your captain is

brave, and vows reformation. There shall be, Geo. Come, and get thee a sword, though in England, seven halfpenny loaves sold for a made of a lath; they have been up these two days.

penny: the three-hoop'd pot shall have ten

hoops; and I will make it felony, to drink small John. They have the more need to sleep now beer: all the realm shall be in common, and in then. Geo. I tell thee, Jack Cade the clothier when I am king, (as king I will be)

Cheapside shall my palfry, go to grass. And, means to dress the commonwealth, and turn it, All. God save your majesty! and set a new nap upon it. John. So he had need, for 'tis threadbare. shall be no money; all shall eat and drink on

Cade. I thank you, good people :—There Well, I say, it was never merry world in Eng. my score; and

I will apparel them all in one land, since gentlemen came up. Geo. () miserable age! Virtue is not regard. worship me their lord.

livery, that they may agree like brothers, and ed in handycrafts-men.

Dick. The first thing we do, let's kill all the John. The nobility think scorn to go in lea- lawyers.

Cude. Nay, that I mean to do. Is not this a Geo. Naymore, the king's council are no good lamentable thing, that of the skin of an innoworkmen. John. True: and yet it is said,--Labour in parchment, being scribbled o'er, should undo

cent lamb should be made parchment? That thy vocation : which is as much to say, as,-, let the magistrates be labouring men: and 'tis the bee's-wax! for I did but seal once to a

a man? Some say, the bee stings : but I say, therefore should we be magistrates. Geo. Thou hast hit it: for there's no better How’now? Who's there?

thing, and I was never mine own man since. sign of a brave mind, than a hard hand.

John. I see them! I see them! There's Best's Enter some, bringing in the CLERK of Chatham. son, the tanner of Wingham;Geo. He shall have the skins of our enemies, and read, and cast accompt.

Smith. The clerk of Chatham: he can write to make dog's leather of.

Cade. O monstrous !
John. And Dick the butcher,
Geo. Then is sin struck down like an ox, and

Smith. We took him setting of boys' copies.

Cude. Here's a villain ! iniquity's throat cut like a calf. John. And Smith the weaver :

Smith. H'as a book in his pocket, with red

letters in't. Geo. Argo, their thread of life is spun.

Cade. Nay, then he is a conjurer. John. Come, come, let's fall in with them.

Dick. Nay, he can make obligations, and Drum.--Enter Cade, Dick the Butcher, SMITH write court-hand.

the Weater; and others in great number. Cade. I am sorry fort: the man is a proper Cade. We John Cade, so term’d of our sup- he shall not die.-Come hither, sirrah, I must

man, on mine honour; unless I find him guilty, posed father, Dick. Or rather, of stealing a cade of her examine thee: What is thy name?

Clerk. Emmanuel, rings.*

[Aside. Cade.- for our enemies shall fall before us,

Dick. They use to write it on the top of let

ters :-'Twill go hard with you. inspired with the spirit of putting down kings

Cade. Let me alone :-Dost thou use to write and princes --Command silence. Dick. Silence !

thy name? or hast thou a mark to thyself, like Cade. My father was a Mortimer,

a honest plain-dealing

man? Dick. He was an honest man, and a good brought up, that I can write my name:

Clerk. Sir, I thank God, I have been so well bricklayer.

(Aside. Cade. My mother a Plantagenet,

All. He hath confess'd: away with him; he's Dick. I knew her well, she was a midwife.

a villain, and a traitor. [Aside.

Cade. Away with him, I say: hang him with

his Cade. My wife descended of the Lacies,

pen and inkhorn about his neck: Dick. She was, indeed, a pedlar's daughter,

(Exeunt some with the CLERK. and sold many laces.

[Aside.

Enter MICHAEL. Smith. But, now of late, not able to travel with her furred pack, she washes bucks here

Mich. Where's our general? at home.

Aside. Cade. Here I am, thou particular fellow. Code. Therefore am I of an honourable house. Mich. Fly, fly, fly! Sir Humphrey Stafford Dick. Ay, by my faith, the field is honoura- and his brother are hard by, with the king's

forces. * A barrel of herrings,

Cude. Stand, villain, stand, or I'll fill thee down: he shall be encounter'd with a man as W. Staf. Well, seeing gentle words will not good as himself: he is but a knight, is 'a ?

prevail, Mich. No.

Assail them with the army of the king. Cade. To equal him, I will make myself a Staf. Herald, away: and, throughout every knight presently ; rise up Sir John Mortimer.

town, Now have at him.

Proclaim them traitors that are up with Cade; Enter Sir HUMPHREY STAFFORD, and WilLIAM May, even in their wives' and children's sight,

That those, which fly before the battle ends, his Brother, with Drum und Forces.

Be hang'd up for example at their doors :Staf. Rebellious hinds, the filth and scum of And you, that be the king's friends, follow me. Kent,

[down, (Exeunt the two STAFFORDS, and Forces. Mark'd for the gallows,-lay your weapons Cade. And you, that love the coinmons, folHome to your cottages, forsake this groon:

low me.The king is merciful if you revolt.

Now show yourselves men, 'tis for liberty. W. Staf. But angry, wrathful, and inclined We will not leave one lord, one gentleman: to blood,

Spare none, but such as go in clouted shoon;* If you go forward: therefore yield, or die. For they are thrifty honest men, and such Cade. As for these silkep-coated slaves, I As would, (but that they dare not) take our pass pot ;**

parts. It is to you, good people, that I speak,

Dick. They are all in order, and march toO'er wbom, in time to come, I hope to reign;

wards us. For I am rightful heir unto the crown.

Cade. But then are we in order, when we Staf. Villain, thy father was a plasterer; are most out of order. Come, march forward. And thou, thyself, a shearman, art thou not?

[Exeunt. Cade. And Adam was a gardener. W. Staf. And what of that?

SCENE III.--Another part of Blackheath. Cade. Marry, this:-Edmund Mortimer, earl Alarums.The two Parties enter, und fight, and

of March, Married the duke of Clarence's daughter; did

both the STAFFORDs are slain. he not?

Cade. Where's Dick, the butcher of Ashford ? Staf. Ay, Sir.

Dick. Here, Sir. Cade. By her he had two children at one Cade. They fell before thee like sheep and birth.

oxen, and thou behavedst thyself as if thou W. Staf. That's false.

hadst been in thine own slaughter-house: Cade. Ay, there's the question; but, I say, therefore thus will l reward thee,--The Lent 'tis true :

shall be as long again as it is; and thou shalt The elder of them, being put to nurse,

have a licence to kill for a hundred, lacking Was by a beggar-woman stolen away; And, ignorant of his birth and parentage,

Dick. I desire no more. Became a bricklayer, when he came to age : Cade. And, to speak truth, thou deservest His son am I; deny it, if you can.

no less. This monument of the victory will I Dick. Nay, 'tis too true; therefore he shall bear; and the bodies shall be dragg'd at my be king.

horse' heels, till I do come to London, where Smith. Sir, he made a chimney in my father's we will have the mayor's sword borne before house, and the bricks are alive at this day to us. testify it; therefore, deny it not.

Dick. If we mean to thrive and do good, Staf. And will you credit this base drudge's break open the jails, and let out the prisoners. words,

Cade. Fear not that, I warrant thee. Come, That speaks he knows not what?

let's march towards London. [Exeunt. All. Ay, marry, will we; therefore get ye gone.

SCENE IV.-London.-A Room in the Palace. W. Staf. Jack Cade, the duke of York hath Enter King Henry, reading a Supplication; the taught you this.

duke of BUCKINGHAM, and Lord Say with Cade. He lies, for I invented it myself. him: at a distance, Queen Margaret, mourn[Aside.]-Go to, Sirrah, tell the king from me, ing over SUFFOLK's heud. ihat--for his father's sake, Henry the Fifth, in whose time boys went to span-counter for

Q. Mar. Oft have I heard that grief sofFrench crowns, I am content he shall reign; And makes it fearful and degenerate;

tens the mind, but I'll be protector over him.

Dick. And, furthermore, we'll have the lord Think therefore on revenge, and cease to weep. Say's head, for selling the dukedom of Maine. But who can cease to weep, and look on this: "Cade. And good reason; for thereby is Eng. But where's the body that I should embrace?

Here may his head lie on my throbbing breast: land maim'd, and fain to go with a staff, but

Buck. What answer makes your grace to that my puissance holds it up. Fellow kings, I tell you, that that lord Say hath gelded

the the rebel's supplication ?

K. Hen. I'll send some holy bishop to encommonwealth, and made it a eunuch; and more than that, he can speak French, and For God forbid, so many simple souls" (treat; therefore he is a traitor.

Should perish by the sword! And I myself, Staf. O gross and miserable ignorance!

Rather than bloody war shall cut them short, Cade. Nay, answer, if you can: the French-Will parley,with Jack Cade their general.-' men are our enemies: go to then, I ask but But stay, I'll read it over once again. this; can he that speaks with the tongue of an

Q. Mar. Ah, barbarous villains! Hath this enemy, be a good counsellor. or no?

lovely face, All. No, no: and therefore, we'll have his Ruld like a wandering planet over me :t head.

+ Predominated irresistibly over my passions ; as the * I pay them no regard,

planets over those born under their influence.

one.

* Shoes.

And could it not enforce them to relent,

Scales. Such aid as I can spare, you shall That were unworthy to behold the same?'

conrmand; K. Hen. Lord Say, Jack Cade hath sworn But I am troubled here with them myself, to have thy head.

The rebels have assay'd to win the Tower. Suy. Ay, but I hope, your highness shall But get you to Smithfield, and gather head, have his.

And thither I will send you Matthew Gough: K. Hen. How now, madam? Still

Fight for your king, your country, and your Lamenting and mourning for Suffolk's death:

lives; I fear, my love, if that I had been dead, (me. And so farewell, for I must hence again. Thou would'st not have mourn'd so much for

[Ereunt. Q. Mar. No, my love, I should not mourn, but die for thee,

SCENE VI.-The same.-Cannon Street.

Enter Jack Cade, and his Followers.--He Enter a MESSENGER.

strikes his Stuff on London-stone. K. Hen. How now! What news? Why Cade. Now is Mortimer lord of this city. comest thou in such haste?

And here, sitting upon London-stone, I charge Mes. The rebels are in Southwark; Fly, my and command, that of the city's cost, the pislord !

sing.conduit run nothing but claret wine ihis Jack Cade proclaims himself Lord Mortimer,

first year of our reign. And now, benceforDescended from the duke of Clarence' house; ward, it shall be treason for any that calls me And calls your grace usurper, openly,

other than-lord Mortimer, And vows to crown himself in Westminster. His army is a ragged multitude

Enter a SOLDIER, running. Of hinds and peasants, rude and merciless: Sold. Jack Cade! Jack Cade! Sir Humphrey Stafford and his brother's death Cade. Knock him down there. (They kill him. Hath given them heart and courage to pro- Smith. If this fellow be wise, he'll never call ceed :

you Jack Cade more; I think, he hath a very All scholars, lawyers, courtiers, gentlemen, fair warning: They call-false caterpillars, and intend their Dick. My lord, there's an army gather'd todeath.

gether in Smithfield. K. Hen. () graceless men !—They know not Cade. Come then, let's go fight with them: what they do.

but first, go and set London-bridge on fire ; Buck. My gracious lord, retire to Kenel- and, if you can, burn down the lower too. worth,

Come, let's away.

(Exeunt. Until a power be raised to put them down. Q. Mar. Ah! were the duke of Suffolk now

SCENE VII.The same.--Smithfield. alive,

Alarum.-Enter, on one side, Cade and his These Kentish rebels would be soon appeased. Company; on the other, Citizens, and the

K. Hen. Lord Say, the traitors hate thee, King's Forces, headed by MATTHEW Gougi. Therefore away with us to Kenelworth.

- They fight; the Citizens are routed, and Suy. So might your grace's person be in Matthew Gough is slain.

danger: The sight of me is odious in their eyes :

Cade. So, Sirs:- Now go some and pull And therefore in this city will I stay,

down the Savoy; others to the ions of court;

down with them all. And live alone as secret as I may.

Dick. I have a suit unto your lord ship.
Enter another MESSENGER.

Cade. Be it a lordship, thou shalt have it for

that word. 2 Mes. Jack Cade hath gotten London- Dick. Only, that the laws of England may bridge; the citizens

come out of your mouth. Fly and forsake their houses :

John. Mass, 'twill be sore law then; for he The rascal people, thirsting after prey,

was thrust in the mouth with a spear, and 'tis Join with the traitor; and they jointly swear, not whole yet.

[Aside. To spoil the city, and your royal court.

Smith. Nay, John, it will be stinking law; Buck. Then linger not, my lord ; away, take for his breath stinks with eating toasted horse! cheese.

[ Aside. K. Hen. Come, Margaret; God, our hope, Cade. I have thought upon it, it shall be so. will succour us.

Away, burn all the records of the realm; my Q. Mar. My hope is gone, now Suffolk is de- mouth shall be the parliament of England. ceased.

John. Then we are like to have biting staK. Hen. Farewell, my lord; (To Lord Say.) tutes, unless his teeth be pulld out. (Aside. trust not the Kentish' rebels.

Cade. And henceforward all things shall be Buck. Trust nobody, for fear you be be in common.

tray'd. Say. The trust I have is in mine innocence,

Enter a TIESSENGER. And therefore am I bold and resolute.

Mes. My lord, a prize, a prize! Here's the

[Exeunt. lord Say, which sold the towns in France; he SCENE V.The same.---The Tower.

that made us pay one and twenty fifteens,

and one shilling to the pound, the last subEnter Lord Scales, and others, on the Walls. sidy. Then enter certain Citizens, below.

Enter GEORGE BEVIS, with the Lord SAY. Scales. How now? Is Jack Cade slain ? 1 Cit. No, my lord, nor likely to be slain ;

Cade. Well, he shall be beheaded for it ten for they have won the bridge, killing all those times.-Ah, thou say,t thou serge, nay, thou that withstand them : the lord mayor craves

* A fifteen was the fifteenth part of all the moveablcs, aid of your honour from the Tower, to defend

or personal properiy, of each subject. the city from the rebels.

† Say was a kind of serge.

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