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These hands are free from guiltless blood-shedding,
Cade. I feel remorse in myself with his words:
-Ah, thou say, thou serge, nay, thou buckram lord! now art thou within point-blank of our jurisdiction regal. What canst thou answer to my majesty, for giving up of Normandy unto monsieur Basimecu the dauphin of France? Be it known unto thee by these presence, even the presence of lord Mortimer, that I am the besom that must sweep the court clean of such filth as thou art. Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm, in erecting a grammar-school: and whereas, before, our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally, thou hast caused printing to be used; and, contrary to the king, his crown, and dignity, Say. Ah, countrymen! if when you make your thou hast built a paper-mill. It will be proved to God should be so obdurate as yourselves, thy face, that thou hast men about thee, that usually How would it fare with your departed souls? talk of a noun, and a verb; and such abominable And therefore yet relent, and save my life. words, as no Christian ear can endure to hear. Cade. Away with him, and do as I command ye. Thou hast appointed justices of peace, to call poor [Exeunt some with Lord Say. men before them about matters they were not able The proudest peer in the realm shall not wear a to answer. Moreover, thou hast put them in prison; head on his shoulders, unless he pay me tribute; and because they could not read, thou hast hanged there shall not a maid be married, but she shall pay them; when, indeed, only for that cause they have to me her maidenhead ere they have it: Men shall been most worthy to live. Thou dost ride on a foot-hold of me in capite; and we charge and command, cloth, dost thou not? that their wives be as free as heart can wish, or tongue can tell.
Say. What of that?
Cade. Marry, thou oughtest not to let thy horse wear a cloak, when honester men than thou go in their hose and doublets.
Dick. And work in their shirt too; as myself, for
Say. Nothing but this: 'Tis bona terra, mala gens.
Cade. Tut! when struck'st thou one blow in the
Say. Long sitting to determine poor men's causes Hath made me full of sickness and diseases.
Cade. Ye shall have a hempen caudle then, and the рар of a hatchet.
Dick. Why dost thou quiver, man?
Say. The palsy, and not fear, provoketh me. Cade. Nay, he nods at us; as who should say, I'll be even with you. I'll see if his head will stand steadier on a pole, or no: Take him away, and behead him.
Say. Tell me, wherein I have offended most?
Dick. My lord, when shall we go to Cheapside, and take up commodities upon our bills? Cade. Marry, presently.
All. O brave!
Re-enter Rebels, with the heads of LORD SAY, and his Son-in-law.
Cade. But is not this braver?-Let them kiss one Now part them again, lest they consult about the another, for they loved well, when they were alive. defer the spoil of the city until night: for with these giving up of some more towns in France. Soldiers, borne before us, instead of maces, will we ride through the streets; and at every corner, have them kiss.-Away! [Exeunt.
Enter BUCKINGHAM, and Old CLIFFORD, with
Buck. Ay, here they be, that dare and will dis-
Know, Cade, we come ambassadors from the king
Clif. What say ye, countrymen? will ye relent,
All. God save the king! God save the king! Cade. What, Buckingham, and Clifford, are ye so brave?-And you, base peasants, do ye believe him? will you needs be hanged with your pardons about your necks? Hath my sword therefore broke through London Gates, that ye should leave me at the White Hart in Southwark? I thought, ye would never have given out these arms, till you had recovered your ancient freedom: but you are all recreants, and dastards; and delight to live in slavery to the nobility. Let them break your backs with burdens, take your houses over your heads, ravish your wives and daughters before your faces: For me, I will make shift for one; and soGod's curse 'light upon you all!
All. We'll follow Cade, we'll follow Cade.
I see them lording it in London streets,
All. A Clifford a Clifford! we'll follow the king, and Clifford.
Cade. Was ever feather so lightly_blown to and fro, as this multitude? the name of Henry the fifth hales them to an hundred mischiefs, and makes them leave me desolate. I see them lay their heads together, to surprize me: my sword make way for me, for here is no staying. In despight of the devils and hell, have through the very midst of you! and heavens and honour be witness, that no want of resolution in me, but only my followers' base and ignominious treasons, makes me betake me to my heels. [Exit. Buck. What, is he fled? go some, and follow him; And he, that brings his head unto the king, Shall have a thousand crowns for his reward.[Exeunt some of them. Follow me, soldiers; we'll devise a mean To reconcile you all unto the king.
SCENE IX.-Kenelworth Castle. Enter King HENRY, Queen MARGARET, and SOMERSET, on the terrace of the Castle. K. Hen. Was ever king, that joy'd an earthly
And could command no more content than I?
Enter BUCKINGHAM and CLIFFORI).
Or is he but retir'd to make him strong? Enter, below, a great number of CADE's Followers, with halters about their necks.
Clif.He's fled, my lord, and all his powers do yield; And humbly thus, with halters on their necks, Expect your highness' doom, of life, or death. K. Hen. Then, heaven, set ope thy everlasting gates,
To entertain my vows of thanks and praise!Soldiers, this day have you redeem'd your lives, And shew'd how well you love your prince and
Continue still in this so good a mind,
Enter a Messenger.
Of Gallowglasses, and stout Kernes,
The duke of Somerset, whom he terms a traitor.
Like to a ship, that, having 'scap'd a tempest,
I pray thee, Buckingham, go forth and meet him;
Som. My lord,
I'll yield myself to prison willingly,
K. Hen. In any case, be not too rough in terms; For he is fierce, and cannot brook hard language. Buck. I will, my lord; and doubt not so to deal, As all things shall redound unto your good.
K. Hen. Come, wife, let's in, and learn to govern better;
For yet may England curse my wretched reign. [Exeunt.
SCENE X.-Kent. Iden's Garden.
Cade. Fy on ambition! fy on myself; that have a sword, and yet am ready to famish! These five days have I hid me in these woods; and durst not peep out, for all the country is lay'd for me; but now am I so hungry, that if I might have a lease of my life for a thousand years, I could stay no longer. Wherefore, on a brick-wall have I climbed into this garden; to see if I can eat grass, or pick a sallet another while, which is not amiss to cool a man's stomach this hot weather. And, I think, this word sallet was born to do me good: for, many a time, but for a sallet, my brain-pan had been cleft with a brown bill; and, many a time when I have been dry and bravely marching, it hath served me instead of a quart-pot to drink in; and now the word sallet must serve me to feed on.
Enter IDEN, with Servants.
Iden. Lord, who would live turmoiled in the court, And may enjoy such quiet walks as these? This small inheritance, my father left me, Contenteth me, and is worth a monarchy. I seek not to wax great by others' waning; Or gather wealth, care not with what envy: Sufficeth, that I have maintains my state, And sends the poor well pleased from my gate.
Cade. Here's the lord of the soil come to seize me for a stray, for entering his fee-simple without leave. -Ah,villain, thou wilt betray me, and get a thousand crowns of the king for carrying my head to him; but
I'll make thee eat iron like an ostrich, and swallow my sword like a great pin, ere thou and I part.
I know thee not; Why then should I betray thee?
Cade. Brave thee? ay, by the best blood that ever was broached, and beard thee too. Look on me well: I have eat no meat these five days; yet, come thou and thy five men, and if I do not leave you all as dead as a door nail, I pray God, I may never eat [stands, grass more.
Iden. Nay, it shall ne'er be said, while England That Alexander Iden, an esquire of Kent, Took odds to combat a poor famish'd man. Oppose thy stedfast gazing eyes to mine, See if thou canst outface me with thy looks.
Set limb to limb, and thou art far the lesser;
Cade. By my valour, the most complete champion that ever I heard.-Steel, if thou turn the edge, or cut not out the burley-boned clown in chines of beef ere thou sleep in thy sheath, I beseech God on my knees, thou mayest be turned to hobnails. (They fight. Cade falls.) O, I am slain! famine, and no other, hath slain me: let ten thousand devils come against me, and give me but the ten meals I have lost, and I'd defy them all. Wither, garden; and be henceforth a burying-place to all that do dwell in this house, because the unconquered soul of Cade is fled.
Iden. Is't Cade that I have slain, that monstrous
Sword, I will hallow thee for this thy deed,
Die, damned wretch, the curse of her that bare thee!
York. Scarce can I speak, my choler is
But I must make fair weather yet a while,
O Buckingham, I pr’ythee, pardon me,
Buck. That is too much presumption on thy part:
York. Upon thine honour, is he prisoner?
Soldiers, I thank you all; disperse yourselves;
Buck. York, I commend this kind submission:
Enter King HENRY, attended.
K. Hen. Buckingham, doth York intend no harm to us,
That thus he marcheth with thee arm in arm? [Exit, dragging out the body. York doth present himself unto your highness. York. In all submission and humility,
SCENE I.-The same. Fields between Dartford and
The King's Camp on one side. On the other, enter
York. From Ireland thus comes York, to claim
And pluck the crown from feeble Henry's head:
K. Hen. Then what intend these forces thou dost bring?
York. To heave the traitor Somerset from hence; And fight against that monstrous rebel, Cade, Who since I heard to be discomfited.
Enter IDEN, with CADE's head.
Iden. If one so rude, and of so mean condition,
K. Hen. The head of Cade?-Great God, how
Ah, sancta majestas! who would not buy thee dear?, let me view his visage being dead,
Let them obey, that know not how to rule;
On which I'll toss the flower-de-luce of France.
That living wrought me such exceeding trouble.
A poor esquire of Kent, that loves his king.
up a knight.
And will, that thou henceforth attend on us.
And never live but true unto his liege!
K. Hen. See, Buckingham! Somerset comes
Enter Queen MARGARET and SOMERSET. Q. Mar. For thousand Yorks he shall not hide his head,
But boldly stand, and front him to his face.
York. How now! Is Somerset at liberty?
Which dar'st not, no, nor canst not rule a traitor.
If they can brook I bow a knee to man.-
[Exit an Attendant. I know, ere they will have me go to ward, They'll pawn their swords for my enfranchisement. Q. Mar. Call hither Clifford; bid him come amain,
To say, if that the bastard boys of York
York. O blood-bespotted Neapolitan,
See, where they come; I'll warrant they'll make it good.
Q. Mar. And here comes Clifford, to deny their bail.
Clif. Health and happiness to my lord the king! (Kneels.) York. I thank thee, Clifford: Say, what news with thee?
Nay, do not fright us with an angry look:
Clif. This is my king, York, I do not mistake;
Makes him oppose himself against his king.
Q. Mar. He is arrested, but will not obey; His sons, he says, shall give their words for him. York. Will you not, sons?
Edw. Ay, noble father, if our words will serve. Rich. And if words will not, then our weapons shall.
Clif. Why, what a brood of traitors have we here! York. Look in a glass, and call thy image so; I am thy king, and thou a false-heart traitor.Call hither to the stake my two brave bears, That, with the very shaking of their chains, They may astonish these fell lurking curs; Bid Salisbury, and Warwick, come to me. Drums. Enter WARWICK and SALISBURY, with Forces.
Clif. Are these thy bears? we'll bait thy bears to death,
And manacle the bear-ward in their chains,
York. Nay, we shall heat you thoroughly anon. Clif. Take heed, lest by your heat you burn yourselves.
K. Hen. Why, Warwick, hath thy knee forgot to bow?
Old Salisbury, shame to thy silver hair,
Sal. My lord, I have consider'd with myself
K. Hen. Canst thou dispense with heaven for such an oath?
Sal. It is great sin, to swear unto a sin; But greater sin, to keep a sinful oath. Who can be bound by any solemn vow To do a murderous deed, to rob a man, To force a spotless virgin's chastity, To reave the orphan of his patrimony, To wring the widow from her custom'd right; And have no other reason for this wrong, But that he was bound by a solemn oath? Q. Mar: A subtle traitor needs no sophister. K. Hen. Call Buckingham, and bid him arm himself. [hast, York. Call Buckingham, and all the friends thou I am resolv'd for death, or dignity.
Clif. The first, I warrant thee, if dreams prove true. War. You were best to go to bed, and dream again, To keep thee from the tempest of the field.
Clif. I am resolv'd to bear a greater storm, Than any thou canst conjure up to-day; And that I'll write upon thy burgonet, Might I but know thee by thy household badge. War. Now, by my father's badge, old Nevil's
The rampant bear chain'd to the ragged staff,
Clif. And from thy burgonet I'll rend thy bear, And tread it under foot with all contempt, Despight the bearward that protects the bear.
Y. Clif. And so to arms, victorious father, To quell the rebels, and their 'complices.
Rich. Fy! charity, for shame! speak not in spite, For you shall sup with Jesu Christ to-night. Y. Clif. Foul stigmatic, that's more than thou canst tell.
Rich. If not in heaven, you'll surely sup in hell. [Exeunt severally.
SCENE II.-St. Alban's.
Alarums: Excursions. Enter WARWICK. War. Clifford of Cumberland, 'tis Warwick calls!
And if thou dost not hide thee from the bear,
How now, my noble lord? what, all a-foot?
War. Of one or both of us the time is come. York. Hold, Warwick, seek thee out some other chase,
For I myself must hunt this deer to death.
Enter RICHARD PLANTAGENET and SOMERSET
Hath made the wizard famous in his death.-
Q. Mar. Away, my lord! you are slow; for
K.Hen. Can we outrun the heavens? good Mar-
War. Then, nobly, York; 'tis for a crown thou By what we can, which can no more but fly.
As I intend, Clifford, to thrive to-day,
[Exit Warwick. Clif. What seest thou in me, York? why dost thon pause?
York. With thy brave bearing should I be in love, But that thou art so fast mine enemy.
Clif. Nor should thy prowess want praise and
But that 'tis shewn ignobly, and in treason.
York. So let it help me now against thy sword,
Clif. My soul and body on the action both!-
Peace with his soul, heaven, if it be thy will! [Exit.
Enter Young Clifford.
Y. Clif. Shame and confusion! all is on the rout;
To cease!-Wast thou ordain'd, dear father,
And, in thy reverence, and thy chair-days, thus
(Alarum, afar off.) If you be ta'en, we then should see the bottom Of all our fortunes: but, if we haply scape, (As well we may, if not through your neglect,) We shall to London get; where you are lov'd; And where this breach, now in our fortunes made, May readily be stopp'd.
Enter Young CLIFFORD.
Y. Clif. But that my heart's on future mischief set,
SCENE III.-Fields near Saint Albans.
York. Of Salisbury, who can report of him;
So was his will in his old feeble body.
Sal. Now, by my sword, well hast thou fought
By the mass, so did we all.-I thank
York. I know, our safety is to follow them;