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Cade. He lies, for I invented it myself. [Aside.]— But where's the body that I should embrace ? Go to, sirrah : tell the king from me, that for his Buck. What answer makes your grace to the rebels' father's sake, Henry the fifth, in whose time boys went supplication ? to span-counter for French crowns, I am content he K. Hen. I'll send some holy bishop to entreat; shall reign; but I'll be protector over him.
For God forbid, so many simple souls Dick. And, furthermore, we'll have the lord Say's Should perish by the sword! And I myself, head, for selling the dukedom of Maine.
Rather than bloody war shall cut them short, Cade. And good reason ; for thereby is England Will parley with Jack Cade their general. maimed, and fain to go with a staff, but that my puis- But stay, I'll read it over once again. sance holds it up. Fellow kings, I tell you that that Q. Mar. Ah, barbarous villains ! hath this lovely lord Say hath gelded the commonwealth, and made it face
[ Aside. an eunuch; and more than that, he can speak French, Rul'd like a wandering planet over me, and therefore he is a traitor.
And could it not enforce them to relent, Staf. O, gross and miserable ignorance !
That were unworthy to behold the same? Cade. Nay, answer, if you can : the Frenchmen are K. Hen. Lord Say, Jack Cade hath sworn to have our enemies: go to then, I ask but this; can he that
thy head. speaks with the tongue of an enemy be a good coun- Say. Ay, but I hope, your highness shall have his. sellor, or no?
K. Hen. How, now, madam!
W. Staf. Well, seeing gentle words will not prevail, I fear me, love, if that I had been dead,
Thou wouldest not have mourn'd so much for me. Staf. Herald, away; and, throughout every town, Q. Mar. No, my love; I should not mourn, but die Proclaim them traitors that are up with Cade;
for thee. That those which fly before the battle ends,
Enter a Messenger. May, even in their wives' and children's sight,
K. Hen. How now! what news? why com’st thou Be hang'd up for example at their doors.
in such haste ? All you, that be the king's friends, follow me.
Mess. The rebels are in Southwark : fly, my lord ! [Exeunt the two Staffords and Forces. Jack Cade proclaims himself lord Mortimer, Cade. And you, that love the commons, follow me.- Descended from the duke of Clarence' house, Now show yourselves men; 'tis for liberty.
And calls your grace usurper openly, We will not leave one lord, one gentleman:
And vows to crown himself in Westminster. Spare none but such as go in clouted shoon,
His army is a ragged multitude
Of hinds and peasants, rude and merciless :
Dick. They are all in order, and march toward us. Hath given them heart and courage to proceed.
Cade. But then are we in order, when we are most All scholars, lawyers, courtiers, gentlemen, out of order. Come: march! forward ! [Exeunt. They call false caterpillars, and intend their death. SCENE III.-Another Part of Blackheath.
K. Hen. O graceless men ! they know not what
they do. Alarums. The two Parties enter, and fight, and both
Buck. My gracious lord, retire to Kenilworth, the STAFFORDS are slain.
Until a power be rais'd to put them down. Cade. Where's Dick, the butcher of Ashford ? Q. Mar. Ah! were the duke of Suffolk now alive, Dick, Here, sir.
These Kentish rebels would be soon appeas'd. Cade. They fell before thee like sheep and oxen, K. Hen. Lord Say, the traitors hate thee, and thou behavedst thyself as if thou hadst been in Therefore away with us to Kenilworth. thine own slaughter-house: therefore, thus will I re- Say. So might your grace's person be in danger. ward thee, - The Lent shall be as long again as it is ; The sight of me is odious in their eyes; and thou shalt have a license to kill for a hundred And therefore in this city will I stay, years, lacking one.
And live alone as secret as I may. Dick. I desire no more.
Enter another Messenger. Cade. And, to speak truth, thou deservest no less. 2 Mess. Jack Cade hath gotten London-bridge: the This monument of the victory will I bear; [Putting citizens on Stafford's armour.] and the bodies shall be drag- Fly and forsake their houses. ged at my horse' heels, till I do come to London, The rascal people, thirsting after prey, where we will have the mayor's sword borne before us. Join with the traitor; and they jointly swear,
Dick. If we mean to thrive and do good, break open To spoil the city, and your royal court. the jails, and let out the prisoners.
Buck. Then linger not, my lord: away, take horse. Cade. Fear not that, I warrant thee. Come; let's K. Hen. Come, Margaret: God, our hope, will sucmarch towards London.
[Exeunt. SCENE IV.–London. A Room in the Palace.
Q. Mar. My hope is gone, now Suffolk is deceas'd.
K. Hen. Farewell, my lord : [To Lord Say.] trust Enter King Henry, reading a Supplication ; the Duke of
not the Kentish rebels. BUCKINGHAM, and Lord Say with him : at a distance,
Buck. Trust no body, for fear you be betray’d. Queen MARGARET, mourning over Suffolk's Head.
Say. The trust I have is in mine innocence, Q. Mar. Oft have I heard that grief softens the And therefore am I bold and resolute. [Exeunt. mind,
[ Aside. And makes it fearful and degenerate;
SCENE V.-The Same. The Tower. Think, therefore, on revenge, and cease to weep.
Enter Lord Scales, and others, walking on the Walls. But who can cease to weep, and look on this ?
Then enter certain Citizens, below. Here may his head lie on my throbbing breast;
Scales. How now! is Jack Cade slain ?
1 Cit. No, my lord, nor likely to be slain; for they besom that must sweep the court clean of such filth as have won the bridge, killing all those that withstand thou art. Thou hast inost traitorously corrupted the them. The lord mayor craves aid of your honour from youth of the realm in erecting a grammar-school: and the Tower, to defend the city from the rebels. whereas, before, our fore-fathers had no other books
Scales. Such aid as I can spare, you shall command, but the score and the tally, thou hast caused printing But I am troubled here with them myself:
to be used; and, contrary to the king, his crown, and The rebels have assay'd to win the Tower.
dignity, thou hast built a paper-mill
. It will be proved But get you to Smithfield, and gather head,
to thy face, that thou hast men about thee, that usually And thither I will send you Matthew Gough. talk of a noun, and a verb, and such abominable words Fight for your king, your country, and your lives; as no Christian ear can endure to hear. Thou hast And so farewell : rebellion never thrives. [Exeunt. appointed justices of peace, to call poor men before SCENE VI.- The Same. Cannon Street.
them about matters they were not able to answer: Enter Jack Cade, and his Followers.
moreover, thou hast put them in prison; and because He strikes his
they could not read, thou hast hanged them ; when, Staff on London-stone.
indeed, only for that cause they have been most worthy Cade. Now is Mortimer lord of this city. And here, to live. Thou dost ride in a foot-cloth, dost thou not? sitting upon London-stone, I charge and command, Say. What of that? that, of the city's cost, the pissing-conduit run nothing Cade. Marry, thou oughtest not to let thy horse but claret wine this first year of our reign. And now, wear a cloak, when honester men than thou go in their henceforward, it shall be treason for any that calls me hose and doublets. other than lord Mortimer.
Dick. And work in their shirt too; as myself, for Enter a Soldier, running.
example, that am a butcher. Sold. Jack Cade! Jack Cade!
Say. You men of Kent, Cade. Knock him down there. [They kill him.
Dick. What say you of Kent? Smith. If this fellow be wise, he'll never call you Say. Nothing but this : 'tis bonna terra, mala gens. Jack Cade more: I think, he hath a very fair warning. Cade. Away with him! away with him! he speaks
Dick. My lord, there's an army gathered together Latin. in Smithfield.
Say. Hear me but speak, and bear me where you Cade. Come then, let's go fight with them. But, will. first, go and set London-bridge on fire; and, if you Kent, in the commentaries Cæsar writ, can, burn down the Tower too. Come, let's away. Is term'd the civil'st place of all this isle :
[Exeunt. Sweet is the country, because full of riches; SCENE VII.—The Same. Smithfield. The people liberal, valiant, active, worthy, Alarum. Enter, on one side, Cape and his Company ; I sold not Maine, I lost not Normandy;
Which makes me hope you are not void of pity. on the other, the Citizens, and the King's Forces, Yet, to recover them, would lose my life. headed by Matthew Gough. They fight; the Citi- Justice with favour have I always done; zens are routed, and Matthew Gough is slain.
Prayers and tears have mov'd me, gifts could never. Cade. So, sirs.—Now go some and pull down the When have I aught exacted at your hands, Savoy; others to the inns of court: down with them all. Kent, to maintain the king, the realm, and you? Dick. I have a suit unto your lordship.
Large gifts have I bestow'd on learned clerks, Cade. Be it a lordship, thou shalt have it for that Because my book preferr'd me to the king : word.
And, seeing ignorance is the curse of God, Dick. Only, that the laws of England may come out Knowledge the wing where with we fly to heaven, of your mouth.
Unless you be
possess'd with devilish 'spirits, John. Mass, 'twill be sore law, then; for he was You cannot but forbear to murder me. thrust in the mouth with a spear, and 'tis not whole This tongue hath parley'd unto foreign kings yet.
[Aside. For your behoof. Smith. Nay, John, it will be stinking law; for his Cade. Tut! when struck'st thou one blow in the breath stinks with eating toasted cheese. [ Aside. field?
Cade. I have thought upon it; it shall be so. Away! Say. Great men have reaching hands : oft have I burn all the records of the realm : my mouth shall be struck the parliament of England.
Those that I never saw, and struck them dead. John. Then we are like to have biting statutes, Geo. O monstrous coward! what, to come behind unless his teeth be pulled out.
folks? Cade. And henceforward all things shall be in Say. These cheeks are pale for watching for your
good. Enter a Messenger.
Cade. Give him a box o'the ear, and that will make Mess. My lord, a prize, a prize! here's the lord Say, 'em red again. which sold the towns in France; he that made us pay Say. Long sitting, to determine poor men's causes, one and twenty fifteens, and one shilling to the pound, Hath made me full of sickness and diseases. the last subsidy.
Cade. Ye shall have a hempen caudle, then, and the Enter GEORGE Bevis, with the Lord Say. help of hatchet. Cade. Well, he shall be beheaded for it ten times.- Dick. Why dost thou quiver, man? Ah, thou say, thou serge, nay, thou buckram lord ! Say. The palsy, and not fear, provoketh me. nowart thou within point-blank of our jurisdiction regal. Cade. Nay, he nods at us; as who should say, I'll be What canst thou answer to my majesty, for giving up even with you. I'll see if his head will stand steadier of Normandy unto monsieur Basimecu, the dauphin of on a pole, or no. Take him away, and behead him. France ? Be it known unto thee by these presents, Say. Tell me, wherein have I offended most? even the presence of Lord Mortimer, that I am the Have I affected wealth, or honour; speak ?
Are my chests fill’d up with extorted gold?
London Gates, that you should leave me at the White Is my apparel sumptuous to behold?
Hart in Southwark? I thought ye would never have Whom have I injur’d, that ye seek my death? given out these arms, till you had recovered your These hands are free from guiltless blood-shedding, ancient freedom; but you are all recreants, and dasThis breast from harbouring foul deceitful thoughts. tards, and delight to live in slavery to the nobility. 0, let me live!
Let them break your backs with burdens, take your Cade. I feel remorse in myself with his words; but houses over your heads, ravish your wives and daughI'll bridle it: he shall die, an it be but for pleading so ters before your faces. For me,- I will make shift for well for his life.--Away with him! he has a familiar one; and so- -God's curse 'light upon you all! under his tongue : he speaks not o' God's name. Go, All. We'll follow Cade: we'll follow Cade. take him away, I say, and strike off his head presently ; Clif. Is Cade the son of Henry the fifth, and then break into his son-in-law's house, sir James That 'thus you do exclaim, you'll go with him? Cromer, and strike off his head, and bring them both Will he conduct you through the heart of France, upon two poles hither.
And make the meanest of you earls and dukes? All. It shall be done.
Alas, he hath no home, no place to fly to; Say. Ah, countrymen! if when you make your Nor knows he how to live, but by the spoil, prayers,
Unless by robbing of your friends, and us. God should be so obdurate as yourselves,
Wer't not a shame, that whilst you live at jar, How would it fare with your departed souls? The fearful French, whom you late vanquished, And therefore yet relent, and save my life.
Should make a start o'er seas, and vanquish you? Cade. Away with him, and do as I command ye. Methinks, already, in this civil broil,
[Exeunt some with Lord Say. I see them lording it in London streets, The proudest peer in the realm shall not wear a head Crying-Villageois ! unto all they meet. on his shoulders, unless he pay me tribute : there shall Better ten thousand base-born Cades miscarry, not a maid be married, but she shall pay to me her Than you should stoop unto a Frenchman's mercy. maidenhead, ere they have it. Men shall hold of me To France, to France and get what you have lost : in capite ; and we charge and command, that their Spare England, for it is your native coast. wives be as free as heart can wish, or tongue can tell. Henry hath money, you are strong and manly:
Dick. My lord, when shall we go to Cheapside, and God on our side, doubt not of victory. take up commodities upon our bills ?
All. A Clifford ! a Clifford ! we'll follow the king, Cade. Marry, presently.
and Clifford. AU. O brave !
Cade. Was ever feather so lightly blown to and fro, Re-enter Rebels, with the Heads of Lord Say and his as this multitude ? the name of Henry the fifth hales Son-in-law.
them to an hundred mischiefs, and makes them leave Cade. But is not this braver ?—Let them kiss one me desolate. I see them lay their heads together, to another, for they loved well, when they were alive. surprise me: my sword, make way for me, for here is [Jowl them together.] Now part them again, lest they no staying.-In despite of the devils and hell, have consult about the giving up of some more towns in through the very midst of you; and heavens and France. Soldiers, defer the spoil of the city until honour be witness, that no want of resolution in me, night; for with these borne before us, instead of maces, but only my followers’ base and ignominious treasons, will we ride through the streets; and at every corner makes me betake me to my heels.
[Exit. have them kiss.-Away!
[Exeunt. Buck. What! is he fled? go some, and follow him; SCENE VIII.-Southwark.
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' corner! Follow me, soldiers: we'll devise a mean kill and knock down! throw them into Thames !—[A To reconcile you all unto the king.
[Exeunt. Parley sounded, then a Retreat.] What noise is this I
SCENE IX:- Kenilworth Castle. hear? Dare any be so bold to sound retreat or parley, Sound Trumpets
. Enter King Henry, Queen MARGARET, when I command them kill ? Enter Buckingham, and Old Clifford, with Forces.
and Somerset, on the Terrace of the Castle. Buck. Ay, here they be that dare, and will disturb K. Hen. Was ever king that joy'd an earthly throne, thee.
And could command no more content than I?
But I was made a king, at nine months old :
Was never subject long'd to be a king, That will forsake thee, and go home in peace. As I do long and wish to be a subject. Clif. What say ye, countrymen? will ye repent,
Enter BUCKINGHAM and CLIFFORD. And yield to mercy, whilst 'tis offer'd you,
Buck. Health, and glad tidings, to your majesty! Or let a rebel lead you to your deaths ?
K. Hen. Why, Buckingham, is the traitor, Cade, Who loves the king, and will embrace his pardon,
surpris'd? Fling up his cap, and say—God save his majesty! Or is he but retir'd to make him strong ? Who hateth him, and honours not his father,
Enter, below, a number of Cade's Followers, with Halters Henry the fifth, that made all France to quake,
about their Necks. Shaké he his weapon at us, and pass by.
Clif. He's fled, my lord, and all his powers do yield, All. God save the king! God save the king ! And humbly thus, with halters on their necks,
Cade. What! Buckingham, and Clifford, are ye so Expect your highness' doom, of life, or death. brave?—And you, base peasants, do ye
believe him ? . Hen. Then, heaven, set ope thy everlasting gates, will you needs be hanged with your pardons about To entertain my vows of thanks and praise ! your necks ? Hath my sword therefore broke through Soldiers, this day have you redeem'd your lives,
And show'd how well you love your prince and country: for a stray, for entering his fee-simple without leave. Continue still in this so good a mind,
A villain! thou wilt betray me, and get a thousand And Henry, though he be infortunate,
crowns of the king by carrying my head to him; but Assure yourselves, will never be unkind :
I'll make thee eat iron like an ostrich, and swallow my And so, with thanks, and pardon to you all,
sword like a great pin, ere thou and I part. I do dismiss you to your several countries.
Iden. Why, rude companion, whatsoe'er thou be, All. God save the king! God save the king! I know thee not; why then should I betray thee? Enter a Messenger.
Is't not enough, to break into my garden, Mess. Please it your grace to be advertis'd, And like a thief to come to rob my grounds, The duke of York 'is newly come from Ireland, Climbing my walls in spite of me, the owner, And with a puissant, and united power
But thou wilt brave me with these saucy terms ? Of Gallowglasses, and stout Irish kernes,
Cade. Brave thee? ay, by the best blood that ever Is inarching hitherward in proud array ;
was broached, and beard thee too. Look on me well : And still proclaimeth, as he comes along,
I have eat no meat these five days; yet, come thou and His arms are only to remove from thee
thy fine men, and if I do not leave you all as dead as The duke of Somerset, whom he terms a traitor. a door nail, I pray God I may never eat grass more. K. Hen. Thus stands my state, 'twixt Cade and York Iden. Nay, it shall ne'er be said, while England stands, distress'd,
That Alexander Iden, squire of Kent,
Set limb to limb, and thou art far the lesser;
And if mine arm be heaved in the air, Until his army be dismiss 'd from him.
Thy grave is digg'd already in the earth. Som. My lord,
As for words, whose greatness answers words, I'll yield myself to prison willingly,
Let this my sword report what speech forbears. Or unto death to do my country good.
Cade. By my valour, the most complete champion K. Hen. In any case, be not too rough in terms, that ever I heard.-Steel, if thou turn the edge, or cut For he is fierce, and cannot brook hard language. not out the burly-boned clown in chines of beef ere
Buck. I will, my lord; and doubt not so to deal, thou sleep in thy sheath, I beseech Jove on my knees, As all things shall redound unto your good.
thou mayest be turned to hobnails. [They fight. Cade K. Hen. Come, wife, let's in, and learn to govern better; falls.] 0! I am slain. Famine, and no other, hath For yet may England curse my wretched reign. [Exeunt. slain me: let ten thousand devils come against me, SCENE X.-Kent. Iden's Garden.
and give me but the ten meals I have lost, and I'd
defy them all. Wither, garden ; and be henceforth a Enter Cade.
burying-place to all that do dwell in this house, beCade. Fie on ambition! fie on myself; that have a cause the unconquered soul of Cade is fled. sword, and yet am ready to famish! These five days Iden. Is't Cade that I have slain, that monstrous have I hid me in these woods, and durst not peep out, traitor? for all the country is laid for me; but now am I so Sword, I will hallow thee for this thy deed, hungry, that if I might have a lease of my life for a And hang thee o'er my tomb, when I am dead: thousand years, I could stay no longer. Wherefore, o'er Ne'er shall this blood be wiped from thy point, a brick-wall have I climbed into this garden, to see if I But thou shalt wear it as a herald's coat, can eat grass, or pick a sallet another while, which is To emblaze the honour that thy master got. not amiss to cool a man's stomach this hot weather. Cade. Iden, farewell; and be proud of thy victory. And, I think, this word sallet was born to do me Tell Kent from me, she hath lost her best man, and good : for, many a time, but for a sallet, my brain-pan exhort all the world to be cowards ; for I, that never had been cleft with a brown bill; and, many a time, feared any, am vanquished by famine, not by valour. when I have been dry and bravely marching, it hath served me instead of a quart-pot to drink in; and now Iden. How much thou wrong'st me, heaven be my the word sallet must serve me to feed on.
judge. Enter Iden, with Servants.
Die, damned wretch, the curse of her that bare thee! Iden. Lord! who would live turmoiled in the court, And as I thrust thy body with my sword, And may enjoy such quiet walks as these ?
So wish I, I might thrust thy soul to hell. This small inheritance, my father left me,
Hence will I drag thee headlong by the heels Contenteth me, and's worth a monarchy.
Unto a dunghill, which shall be thy grave, I seek not to wax great by others' waning,
And there cut off thy most ungracious head; Or gather wealth I care not with what envy:
Which I will bear in triumph to the king, Sufficeth that I have maintains my state,
Leaving thy trunk for crows to feed upon. And sends the poor well pleased from my gate.
[Exit, dragging out the Body. Cade. Here's the lord of the soil come to seize me
ACT V. SCENE I.—The Same. The Fields between Dartford
Enter King Henry, attended. and Blackheath.
K. Hen. Buckingham, doth York intend no harm The King's Camp on one side : on the other, enter York That thus he marcheth with thee arm in arm? attended, with Drum and Colours ; his Irish Forces
York. In all submission and humility, at some distance.
York doth present himself unto your highness. York. From Ireland thus comes York, to claim his K. Hen. Then what intend these forces thou dost right,
bring? And pluck the crown from feeble Henry's head : York. To heave the traitor Somerset from hence; Ring, bells, aloud ; burn, bonfires, clear and bright, And fight against that monstrous rebel, Cade, To entertain great England's lawful king.
Who since I heard to be discomfited. Ah, sancta majestas ! who would not buy thee dear?
Enter Iden, with Cade's Head. Let them obey, that know not how to rule ;
Iden. If one so rude, and of so mean condition, This hand was made to handle nought but gold : May pass into the presence of a king, I cannot give due action to my words,
Lo! I present your grace a traitor's head, Except a sword, or sceptre, balance it.
The head of Cade, whom I in combat slew. A sceptre shall it have, have I a soul,
K. Hen. The head of Cade?-Great God, how just On which I'll toss the flower-de-luce of France.
art thou ! Enter BuckinghAM.
0! let me view his visage being dead, Whom have we here? Buckingham, to disturb me ? That living wrought me such exceeding trouble. The king hath sent him, sure: I must dissemble. Tell me, my friend, art thou the man that slew him? Buck. York, if thou meanest well, I greet thee Iden. I was, an't like your majesty. well.
K. Hen. How art thou call'd, and what is thy deYork. Humphrey of Buckingham, I accept thy
Iden. Alexander Iden, that's my name; Art thou a messenger, or come of pleasure ?
A poor esquire of Kent, that loves his king. Buck. A messenger from Henry, our dread liege, Buck. So please it you, my lord, 'twere not amiss, To know the reason of these arms in peace;
He were created knight for his good service. Or why, thou-being a subject as I am,
K. Hen. Iden, kneel down: [He kneels.] rise up a Against thy oath and true allegiance sworn,
knight. Should'st raise so great a power without his leave, We give thee for reward a thousand marks ; Or dare to bring thy force so near the court.
And will, that thou henceforth attend on us. York. Scarce can I speak, my choler is so great. Iden. May Iden live to merit such a bounty, [Rising.
[Aside. And never live but true unto his liege. 0! I could hew up rocks, and fight with flint,
K. Hen. See, Buckingham! Somerset comes with I am so angry at these abject terms; And now, like Ajax Telamonius,
Go, bid her hide him quickly from the duke. On sheep or oxen could I spend my fury.
Enter Queen MARGARET and SOMERSET. I am far better born than is the king,
Q. Mar. For thousand Yorks he shall not hide his More like a king, more kingly in my thoughts ;
head, But I must make fair weather yet a while,
But boldly stand, and front him to his face. Till Henry be more weak, and I more strong.- York. How now! is Somerset at liberty? O Buckingham, I pr’ythee, pardon me,
Then, York, unloose thy long-imprison'd thoughts, That I have given no answer all this while :
And let thy tongue be equal with thy heart. My mind was troubled with deep melancholy. Shall I endure the sight of Somerset ?The cause why I have brought this army hither, False king, why hast thou broken faith with me, Is to remove proud Somerset from the king,
Knowing how hardly I can brook abuse ?
King did I call thee? no, thou art not king;
Which dar'st not, no, nor canst not rule a traitor. The king hath yielded unto thy demand :
That head of thine doth not become a crown; The duke of Somerset is in the Tower.
Thy hand is made to grasp a palmer's staff
, York. Upon thine honour, is he prisoner ? And not to grace an awful princely sceptre. Buck. Upon mine honour, he is prisoner.
That gold must round engirt these brows of mine; York. Then, Buckingham, I do dismiss my powers.
Whose smile and frown, like to Achilles' spear,
Here is a hand to hold a sceptre up,
Give place : by heaven, thou shalt rule no more Command my eldest son,-nay, all my sons,
O'er him whom heaven created for thy ruler. As pledges of my fealty and love;
Som. O monstrous traitor !—I arrest thee, York, I'll send them all, as willing as I live:
Of capital treason 'gainst the king and crown.
York. Would'st have me kneel? first let me ask of Buck. York, I commend this kind submission :
these, We twain will go into his highness' tent.
If they can brook I bow a knee to man?
the queen ;