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Cade. And henceforward all things shall be in Kent' to maintain, the king, the realm, and you,

Large gifts have I bestow'd on learned clerks, Enter a Messenger:

Because my book prefert'd me to the king: Miess. My lord, a prize, a prize! here's the lord And-seeing ignorance is the curse of God, Say, which sold the town in France; he that made 3 knowledge the wing wherewith wellyto heaven,-us pay one-and-twenty fifteens, and one shilling Unless you be possess'd with devilish spirits, to the pound, the last subsidy.

You cannot but forbear to murder me. Enter George Beris, ruith the lord Saz. This tongue hath parley'd unto foreign kings Cade. Well, he shall be beheaded for it ten times. For your behoof,

[field? -Ah, thou say', thou serge, nay, thou buckram : 0 Cade. Tut! when struck'st thou one blow in the lord! now art thou within point-blank of our ju- Say. Great men have reaching hands: oft have risdiction regal. What canst thou answer to my

I struck majesty, for giving up of Normandy unto monsieur Those that I never saw, and struck them dead. Basimecu, the Dauphin of France. Be it known George. O monstrous coward! what, to come unto thee by these presence, even the presence of 15

behind folks!

[your good. lord Mortimer, that I am the besom that must Say. These checks are pale with watching for sweep the court clean of such filth as thou art. Cade. Give hiin a box o'the ear, and that will Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth

make 'ein red again. of the realm, in erecting a grammar-school: and Say. Long sitting to determine poor men's causes Whercas, before, our fore-fathers had no other 20 Hath made me tull of sickness and diseases. books but the score and the tally, thou hast caused Caue. Yeshall liave a hempen caudle then, and printing to be us'd; and, contrary to the king, the help of a hatchet. his crown, and dignity, thou hast built a paper-mill. Dick. Why dost thou quiver, man? It will be proved to thy face, that thou hast men Say. The palsy, and not fear, provokes me. about thee, that usually talk of a noun, and a verb : 25 Cade. Nay, he nods at us; as who should say, and such abominable words, as no christian ear can I'll be even with you. I'll see if his head will endure to hear. Thou hast appointed justices of stand steadier on a pole, or no: Take him away, peace, to call poor men before thein about mat and behead him. fers they were not able to answer. Moreover, Say. Tell me, wherein have I offended most? thou hast put them in prison'; and, because they 30 Have I affected wealth, or honour? speak. could not read', thou hast hang'd them; when, Ire my chests till'd up with extorted gold? indeed, only for that cause they have been most Is my apparel sumptuous to behold? worthy to live. Thou dost ride on a foot-cloth“, Whoin have I injur'd, that ye seek my death? dost thou not?

These hands are freefrom guiltless blood-shedding, Say. What of that?

35 This breastfromharbouring foul deceitfulthoughts. Cude. Marry, thou ought'st not to let thy horse 0, let me live! wear a cloak, when honester men than thou go

Cade. I feel remorse in myself with his words: in their hose and doublets.

but l'll bridle it; he shall die, an it be but for Dick. And work in their shirt too; as myself, pleading so well for his life. Away with hiin! for example, that am a butcher.

40 he has a familiar under his tongue; he speaks Say. You men of Kent,

not o' God's name. Go, take him away, I say, Dick. What say you of Kent? [gens. and strike oti bis head presently; and then break Suy. Nothing but this: 'Tis bona terra, mala into his son-in-law's house, Sir James Cromer,

Cade. Away with him, away with him! he and strike off his head, and bring them both upon speaks Latin.

(will. 451wo poles hither. Say. Hear me but speak, and bear me where you All. It shall be done.

[prayers, Kent, in the Commentaries Cæsar writ,

Say. Ah, countrymen! if when you make your Is term'd the civil'st place of all this isle: God should be so obdurate as yourselves, Sweet is the country, because full of riches; How would it fare with your departed souls ? The people liberal, valiant, active, wealthy; 50 And therefore yet relent, and save my life. Which makes me hope you are not void of pity. Cade: Away with him, and do as I command ye. I sold not Maine, I lost not Normandy;

[Excunt some, with lord Say. Yet, to recover them, would lose my life. The proudest peer of the realm shall not wear a Justice with favour have I always done; (never. head on his shoulders, unless be pay me tribute; Prayers and tears have mov'd me, gifts could 55 there shall not a maid be married, but she shall pay When have I aught exacted at your hands? lo me her maidenhead' ere they have it: Men

· Say was the old word for silk; on this depends the series of degradation, from say to serge, from serge to buckram.

Shakspeare is a little too early with this accusation. 3 That is, they were hanged because they could not claim the benefit of clergy. * A footcloth was a horse with housings which reached as low as his feet.

Dr. Johnson is inclined to think that Kent slipped into this passage by chance, and would read: “When have I aught exacted at your hand, But to maintain the king, the realm, and you:” Mr. Steevens proposes to read, " Bent to maintain," &c. i. e. strenuously resolred to the utmost, to, &c. • A familiar is a dæmon who was supposed to attend at call. Aliuding to an ancient usage during the existence of the feudal tenures.

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shall hold of me in capite; and we charge and Will he conduct you through the heart of France, command, that their wives be as free as heart can And make the nieanest of you earls and dukes?. wish, or tongue can tell.

Alas, he hath no home, no place to fly to; Dick. My lord, when shall we go to Cheapside, Nor knows he how to live, but by the spoil, and take up commodities upon our bills ?? 5 Unless by robbing of your friends, and us. Cade. Marry, presently,

Wer't not a shame, that, whilst you live at jar, All. O brave !

The fearful French, whom you sate vanquished, Re-enter one with the heads.

Should make a start o'er seas, and vanquish you? Cade. But is not this braver:- Let them kiss Alethinks, already, in this civil broil, one another; for they lov'd well, when they 101 see them lording it in London streets, were alive. Now part them again, lest they con- Crying—-illageois! unto all they meet. sult about the giving up of some more towns in Beiter, ten thousand base-born Cades iniscarry, France. Soldiers, defer the spoil of the city until Than you should stoop unto a Frenchman's mercy, night: for with these borne before us, instead of l'o France, to France, and get what you have lost; maces, we will ride through the streets; and, at|15 Spare England, for it is your native coast : every corner, have them kiss:--Away. (Exeunt. Henry hath money, you are strong and manly;

God on our side, doubt not of victory.
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All. A Clitford! a Clifford ! we'll follow the
Southwark.

king, and Clifford.

201 Cade. Was ever feather so lightly blown to Alarum, and retreat. Enter again Cade, and ali and fro, as this multitude? The name of Henry his rabblement.

the fifth hales them to an hundred mischiefs, and Cade. Up Fish-street! down Saint Magnus' makes them leave me desolate. I see them lay their corner! kill and knock down! throw them into heads together, to surprize me: my sword make Thames!

[.4 parley sounded. 25 way for me, for here is no staying:-In despight What noise is this I hear? Dare any be so bold of the devils and hell, have through the very midst to sound retreat and parley, when I command of you! and heavens and honour be witness, that them kill?

no want of resolution in me, but only my folEnter Buckingham, and old Clifford, attended. lowers' base and ignominious treasons, makes me Buck. Ay, here they be that dare, and will 30 betake me to my heels.

[Erit, disturb thee:

Buck. What, is he fled? go some, and follow him; Know, Cade, we come ambassadors from the king And he, that brings his head unto the king, Into the commons, whom thou hast mis-led; Shall have a thousand crowns for his reward. And here pronounce free pardon to them all,

[Exeunt some of them. That will forsake thee, and go home in peace. 35 Follow me, soldiers; we'll devise a mean

Clif. What say ye, countrymen? will ye relent, To reconcile you all unto the king. [Ereunt. And yield to mercy, whilst tis offer'd you; Or let a rabble lead you to your deaths ?

SCENE IX. Who loves the king, and will embrace his pardon,

Kenclworth Castle. Fling up his cap, and say God save his majesty | 40 Sound trumpets. Enter King Henry, Queen MarWho hateth hin, and lionours not his father,

garet, and Somerset, on the Terras. Henry the fifth, that made all France to quake, K. Henry. Was ever king, that joy’d an earthly Shaké he his weapon at us, and pass

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throne, All. God save the king! God save the king! And could coinmand no more content than I? Cade. What, Buckingham, and Clifford, are ye 45 No sooner was I crept out of my cradle,

I so brave?- And you, base peasants, do ye believe But I was made a king, at nine months old; him ? will you needs be hang'd with your pardons Was never subject long'd to be a king, about your necks? Hath my sword therefore broke As I do long and wish to be a subject. through London gates, that you should leave me Enter Buckingham and Clifford. at the White-hart in Southwark? I thought, ye 50 Buck. Health and glad tidings, to your majesty! would never have given out these arnis, 'till you K. Henry. Why, Buckingham, is the traitor had recover'd your ancient freedom: but you are

Cade surpriz'd? all recreants, and dastards; and delight to live in Or is he but retir'd to make him strong? slavery to the nobility. Let them break your Enter beloze, multitudes, coith halters about their necks. backs with burdens, take your houses over your 55 Clif. He's fled, my lord, and all his powers do heads, ravish your wives and daughters before

yield; your faces: For me, I will make shift for one ; And humbly thus with halters on their necks and som God's curse light upon you all! Expect your highness' doon, of life or death.

All. We'll follow Cade, we'll follow Cade. K. Henry. Then, heaven, setope thy everlasting Clif. Is Cade the son of Henry the fifth, 1601

gates, That thus you do exclaim-you'll go with him: To entertain ny vows of thanks and praise !

' A pun, perhaps alluding to the brown bills, or halberds, with which the commons were anciently armed This fact is recorded by Holinshed, p. 634; “ and as it were in a spite caused them in every street to kisse together,"

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Soldiers, this day have you redeem'd your lives, fdrink in; and now the word sallet must serve me And shew'd how well you love your prince and

to feed on. country:

Enter Iden, rith Sertants. Continue still in this so good a mind,

Iden. Lord, who would live turmoiled in the And Henry, though he be unfortunate, 5 And may enjoy such quiet walks as these? (court, Assure yourselves, will never be unkind : This small inheritance, my father left me, And so, with thanks, and pardon to you all, Contenteth me, and 's worth a monarchy. I do disiniss you to your several countries. I seek not to wax great by others' waining; All. God save the king! God save the king ! Or gather wealth, I care not with what envy: Enter a Messenger.

10 Sufliceth, that I have maintains my state, Mes. Please it your grace to be advertised, And sends the poor well pleased from my gate. The duke of York is newly come from Ireland; Cade. Here's the lord of the soil come to scize And with a puissant and a mighty power, me for a stray, for entering his fee-simple without Of Gallow-glasses, and stout Kernes',

leave. Ah, villain, thou wilt betray me, and get a Is marching hitherward in proud array; 15 thousand crowns of the king for carrying my head And still proclaimeth, as he comes along, to him; but I'll make thee eat iron like an osHis arms are only to remove from thee tridge, and swallow my sword like a great pin, The duke of Somerset, whom he terms a traitor. ere thou and I part. K. Henry. Thus stands my state, 'twixt Cade Iden. Why, rude companion, whatsoe'er thou be, and York distress'd;

201 know thee not; Why then should I betray thee Like to a ship, that, having 'scap'd a tempest, Is't not enough, to break into my garden, Is straightway calm'd, and boarded with a pirate: And, like a thief, to come to rob my grounds, But now is Cade driven back, his men dispers’d; Climbing my walls in spight of me the owner, And now is York in arms, to second him. But thou wilt brave me with these saucy terms ? I pray thee, Buckingham, go and meet himn; 25 Cade. Brave thce? ay, by the best blood that And ask him, what's the reason of these arms. ever was broach'd, and beard thee too. Look on Tell him, I'll send duke Edmund to the Tower:- me well: I have eat no meat these five days; And, Somerset, we will commit thee thither, yet, come thou and thy five men, and if I do not Until his army be dismiss'd from him.

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you all as dead as a door-nail, I pray God, Som. My lord,

301 may never eat grass more. I'll yield myself to prison willingly,

Iden. Nay, it shall ne'er be said, while England Or unto death, to do my country good.

stands, K. Hen. In any case be not too rough in terms; That Alexander Iden, an esquire of Kent, For he is fierce, and cannot brook hard language. Took odds to combat a poor famish'd man.

Buck. I will, my lord; and doubt not so to deal, 35 Oppose thy stedfast-gazing eyes to mine, As all things shall redound unto your good. See if thou canst out-face me with thy looks. K. Henry. Come, wife, let's in, and learn to Set limb to limb, and thou art far the lesser: govern better;

Thy hand is but a finger to my fist; For yet may England curse my wretched reign.. Thy leg a stick, compared with this truncheon ;

[Excunt. 40 My foot shall fight with all the strength thou hast; SCENE X.

And if mine arm be heaved in the air,
A Garden in Kent.

Thy grave is digg'd already in the earth.

As for more words, whose greatness answers words, Enter Jack Cade.

Let this my sword report what speech forbears'. Cade. Fie on ambition ! fie on myself; that45 Cade. By my valour, the most complete chamhave a sword, and yet ain ready to famish! These pion that ever'I heard. Steel, if thou turn the five days have I hid me in these woods; and durst ledge,or cut not out the burly-bon'd clown in chines not peep out, for all the country is lay'd for me; of beef ere thou sleep in thy sheath, I beseech Jove but now am I so hungry, that if I might have a on my knees, thou inay'st be turn’d to hobnails. lease of my life for a thousand years, I could stay 50

[Here they fight. no longer. Wherefore, on a brick-wall have 1 0, i am slain! famine, and no other, hath slain climb'd into this garden; to see if I can eat grass, me: let ten thousand devils come against me, and or pick a sallet another while, which is not an iss give me but the ten meals I have lost, and I'd defy to cool a man's stomach this hot weather. And, I them all. Wither, garden; and be henceforth think, this word sallet was born to do me good : 55 a burying-place to all that do dwell in this house, for, many a time, but for a sallet?, my brain-pan because the unconquer'd soul of Cade is fled. had been cleft with a brown bill; and, niany a Iden. Is't Cade that I have slain, that monstrous time, when I have been dry, and bravely march

traitor? ing, it hath serv'd me instead of a quart-pot tol Sword, I will hallow thee for this thy deed,

· Gallowglasses and Kernes were two orders of foot soldiers among the Irish. 2 A sallet, by corruption from cæleta, a helmet, (says Skinner,) quia galeæ cælatæ fuerunt. 3 That is, As for more words, whose pomp may answer words, and only words, I shall forbear them, and refer the rest to my sword.

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And hang thee o'er my tomb, when I am Iden. How much thou wrong'st me, heaven dead':

be my judge.

[thee! Ne'er shall this blood be wiped from thy point ; Die, damned wretch, the curse of her that bare But thou shalt wear it as a herald's coat,

And as I thrust thy body in with my sword, To emblaze the honour that thy master got. 5 wish I, I might thrust thy soul to hell.

Cad. Iden, farewell; and be proud of thy vic- lence will I drag thee headlong by the heels. tory: Tell Kent from me, she hath lost her best L'nto a dunghill, which shall be thy grave, man, and exhort all the world to be cowards; for And there cut off thy most ungracious head; I, that never fear'dany, am vanquish'd by famine,

Which I will bear in triumph to the king, not by valour.

[Dies./10/Leaving thy trunk for crows to feed upon. (Exit.

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Buck. That is too much presumption on thy part:

But if thy arms be to no other end,
Enter York, attended, with drum and colours. 20 The king hath yielded unto thy demand ;

York, at a distance from his followers. The duke of Somerset is in the Tower. FROM Íreland thus coines York, to claim his York. Upon thine honour, is he prisoner? right,

Buck. Upon mine honour, he is prisoner. And pluck the crown from feeble Henry's head: York. Then, Buckinghain, I do dismiss my Ring, bells, aloud; burn, bontires,clear and bright, 25

powers. To entertain great England's lawful king. Soldiers, I thank you all; disperse yourselves; Ah, sancta majestas' who would not buythee dear? Meet me to-morrow in Saint George's field, Let them obey, that know not how to rule; You shall have pay, and every thing you wish.-This hand was made to handle nought but gold: And let my sovereign, virtuous Henry, I cannot give due action to my words, 30 Command my eldest son, nay, all niy sons, Except a sword, or scepter, balance it?. As pledges of my fealty and love, A scepter shall it have, have I a soul :

l'll send them all as willing as I live; On which I'll toss the flower-de-luce of France. Lands, goods, horse, armour, any thing I have Enter Buckingham.

Is his to use, so Somerset may die. Whom have we here? Buckingham, to disturb me? 35 Buck. York, I commend this kind submission : The king hath sent him, sure: I must dissemble. We twain will

go into his highness' tent. Buck. York, if thou mcanest well, I greet thee Enter King Henry, and Attendants. well.

greeting. K. Henry. Buckinghain, doth York intend no York. Humphrey of Buckingham, I accept thy

harm to us, Art thou a messenger, or come of pleasure? 40 That thus he marcheth with thee arm in arm?.

Buck. A messenger from Henry, our dread liege, York. In all submission and humility, To know the reason of these arms in peace; York doth present himself unto your highness. Or why, thou-being a subject as I am,

K. Henry. Then what intend these forces thou Against thy oath and true allegiance sworn,

dost bring? Should'st raise so great a power without his leave, 45 York.To heave the traitor Somerset from hence; Or dare to bring thy force so near the court. And fight against that monstrous rebel, Cade,

York. Scarce can I speak, my choler is so great. Whom since I hear to be discomfited. Oh, I could hew up rocks, and fight with fiint,

Enter Iden, with Cude's head. I am so angry at these abject terms;

Iden. If one so rude, and of so mean condition, And now, like Ajax Telamonius,

50 May pass into the presence of a king, On sheep and oxen could I spend my fury! Lo, I present your grace a traitor's head, I am far better born than is the king;

The head of Cade, whom I in combat slew, More like a king, more kingly in my thoughts: K. Henry, The head of Cade: -Great God, But I inust make fair weather yet a while,

how just art thou !"Till Henry be more weak, and I more strong.-550, let me view his visage being dead, O Buckingham, I prythee pardon me,

That living wrought me such exceeding trouble. That I have given no answer all this while; Tell me, my friend, art thou the man that slew him? My mind was troubled with deep melancholy. Iden. I was, an't like your majesty: [degree? The cause why I have brought this army hither, K. Henry. How art thou call'd? and what is thy Ismto remove proud Somerset from the king, 1601 Iden. Alexander Iden, that's my name;

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A poor esquire of Kent, that loves the king. York. We thank thee, Clifford : Say, what Buch. So please it you,my lord,'twere not amiss

news with thee? Ile were created knight for his good service. Nay, do not fright us with an angry look: K. Henry. Iden, kneel down; [he kneels] Rise We are thy sovereign, Clifford, kneel again; up a knight.

5 For thy mistaking so, we pardon thee. We give thee for reward a thousand marks ; Clif. This is my king, York, I do not mistake; And will, that thou henceforth attend on us. But thou mistak'st me much, to think I do:Iden. May Iden live to inerit such a bounty,

To Bedlam with him! is the man grown mad? And never live but true unto his liege!

K. Henry. Ay,Clifford; a bedlam and ambitious K. Henry. See, Buckingham! Somerset comes 10 humour with the queen;

Makes him oppose himself against his king. Go, bid her hide bim quickly froin the duke. Clif. He is a traitor; let him to the Tower,

Enter Queen Margaret, and Somerset. And crop away that factious pate of his. 2. llar. For thousand Yorks he shall not hide 2. Mar. He is arrested, but will not obey; his head,

15 [lis sons, he says, shall give their words for him. But boldly stand, and front him to his face.

York. Will you not, sons?

(serve, York. How now! is Somerset at liberty? E. Plan. Ay, noble father, if our words will Then, York, unloose thy long-imprison'd thoughts,

R. Plan. And if words will not, then our weaAnd let thy tongue be equal with thy heart.

[here! Shall I endure the sight of Somerset

201 Clif. Why, what a brood of traitors have we False king! why hast thou broken faith with me, York. Look in a glass, and call thy image şo; knowing how hardly I can brook abuse? I am thy king, and thou a false-heart traitor. — King did I call thee? no, thou art not king; Call hither to the stake my two brave bears ', Not fit to govern and rule multitudes,

That, with the very shaking of their chains, Which dar'st not, no, nor canst not rule a traitor.25 They may astonish these fell lurking curs: That head of thine doth not become a crown; Bid Salisbury, and Warwick, come to me. Thy hand is made to grasp a palmer's staff,

Drums. Enter the Earls of Warwick and Salisbury. And not to grace an awful princely scepter.

Clif. Are these thy bears ? we'll bait thy bears That gold must round engirt these brows of mine;

to death, Whose smile and frown, like to Achilles' spear, 130 And manacle the bear-ward in their chains, Is able with the change to kill and cure. If thou dar'st bring them to the baiting-place. liere is a hand to hold a scepter up,

R. Plan.Oft have I seen’a hot o'er-weening cur And with the same to act controlling laws. Run back and bite, because he was withheld; Give place; by heaven, thou shalt rule no more Who, being suffer'd with the bear's fell paw, O'er hiin, whom heaven created for thy ruler. 35 Hath clapp'd his tail between his legs, and cry'd:

Som. O monstrous traitor !>I arrest thec, York, And such a piece of service will you do,
Of capital treason 'gainst the king and crown: If you oppose yourselves to match lord Warwick.
Obey, audacious traitor; kneel for grace.

Člif. Hence, heap of wrath, foulindigested lump, York. Sirrahı, call in my sons to be my bail.- As crooked in thy manners as thy shape!

[Erit an Aitendant. 40 York. Nay, we shall heat you thorougly anon, Wouldst have inc kneel? first let me ask of these, Clif. Take heed, lest by your heat you burn If they can brook I bow a knee to man.

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[to bow? I know, ere they will let me go to ward,

K. Henry. Why, Warwick, hath thy knee forgot They'llpawn theirswords for my enfranchisement. Old Salisbury,--shame to thy silver hair, 2. Niur. Call hither Clifford; bid him come 15 Thou mad mis-leader of thy brain-sick son! amain,

What, wilt thou on thy death-bed play the ruffian, To say, if that the bastard boys of York

And seek for sorrow with thy spcctacles:-Shall be the surety for their traitor father. Oh, where is faith? oh, where is loyalty? York. O blood-bespotted Neapolitan,

If it be banish'd from the frosty head, Out-cast of Naples, England's bloody scourge! 50 Where shall it find a harbour in the earth ? The sons of York, thy betters in their birth, Wilt thou go dig a grave to find out war, Shall be their father's bail; and bane to those And shame thine honourable age with blood ? That for my surety will refuse the boys.

Why art thou old, and want'st experience? Enter Edward and Richard.

Or wherefore dost abuse it, if thou hast it?

55 for shame! in duty bend thy knee to me, See, where they come; I'll warrant, they'll make That bows unto the grave with mickle age. it good.

Sal. My lord, I have consider'd with myself Enter Clifford

The title of this most renowned duke; 2. Mar. And here comes Clifford, to deny And in my conscience do repute his grace their bail,

60 The rightiul heir to England's royal seat. [me? Clif. Halth and all happiness to my lord the K. Henry. Hast thou not sworn allegiance unto king!

[Kneels. Sal. I have. The Nevils, carls of Warwick, had a bear and ragged stay for their cognizance. baiting was anciently a royal sport.

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