Hath made me full of sickness and diseases.

"Cade. Ye shall have a hempen caudle then, and "the help 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.

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Say. Tell me, wherein I have offended most. Have I affected wealth or honor? speak.

"Are my chests fill'd up with extorted gold?

Is my apparel sumptuous to behold?

"Whom have I injured, that ye seek my death? "These hands are free from guiltless blood-shedding, "This breast from harboring foul deceitful thoughts. O, let me live!

"

“ Cade. I feel remorse in myself with his words; "but I'll bridle it: he shall die, an it be but for pleading so well for his life, Away with him! " he has a familiar under his tongue; he speaks not "o' God's name.

Go, take him away, I say, and

' strike off his head presently; and then break into

his son-in-law's house, sir James Cromer, and

strike off his head, and bring them both upon two poles hither.

"God should be so, obdurate as yourselves,

How would it fare with your departed souls? "And therefore yet relent, and save my life.

"Cade. Away with him, and do as I command ye. [Exeunt some, with Lord Say.

The proudest peer in the realm shall not wear a head on his shoulders, unless he pay me tribute : 'there shall not a maid be married, but she shall pay to me her maidenhead ere they have it. Men shall hold of me in capite; and we charge and command, that their wives be as free as heart can wish or tongue can tell.

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Dick. My lord, when shall we go to Cheapside, and take up commodities upon our bills?

Re-enter Rebels, with the heads of Lord Say and his

son-in-law.

• Cade. But is not this braver?-Let them kiss one another, for they loved well when they were alive. Now part them again, lest they consult about the giving up of some more towns in France. Soldiers, defer the spoil of the city until night; for with these borne before us, instead of maces, I will we ride through the streets. and, at every ' corner, have them kiss.-Away.

[Exeunt.

SCENE VIII.

Southwark.

Alarum. Enter CADE and all his rabblement.

"Cade. Up Fish-street! down Saint Magnus' "corner! kill and knock down! throw them into "Thames! [a parley sounded, then a retreat. "What noise is this I hear? Dare any be so bold to "sound retreat or parley, when I command them " kill?

Enter BUCKINGHAM and OLD CLIFFORD, with forces.

'Buck. Ay, here they be that dare, and will disturb thee.

Know, Cade, we come ambassadors from the king Unto the commons, whom thou hast misled;

• And here pronounce free pardon to them all, That will forsake thee, and go home in peace.

Clif. What say ye, countrymen? will ye relent,

• And yield to mercy, whilst 'tis offer'd you; 'Or let a rabble lead you to your deaths?

'Who loves the king, and will embrace his pardon, Fling up his cap, and say-God save his majesty! Who hateth him, and honors not his father,

• Henry the fifth, that made all France to quake,
Shake he his weapon at us, and pass by.

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 you should leave me at the White Hart in Southwark? I 'thought, ye would never have given out these arms till you I 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 and so God's curse 'light upon you all! All. We'll follow Cade, we'll follow Cade. Clif. Is Cade the son of Henry the fifth,

one;

That thus you do exclaim-you'll go with him ?

Will he conduct you through the heart of France,

And make the meanest of you earls and dukes?

Alas, he hath no home, no place to fly to;

Nor knows he how to live, but by the spoil,

Unless by robbing of your friends and us.

Were 't not a shame, that, whilst you live at jar,

The fearful French, whom you late vanquished,

Should make a start o'er seas, and vanquish you? Methinks, already, in this civil broil,

I see them lording it in London streets,

'Crying-Villageois! unto all they meet.

• Better ten thousand base-born Cades miscarry, Than you should stoop unto a Frenchman's mercy.

To France, to France, and get what you have

lost;

Spare England, for it is your native coast.

Henry hath money; you are strong and manly: God on our side, doubt not of victory.

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 a hundred mischiefs, and makes 'them leave me desolate. I see them lay their heads together, to surprise me my sword make way for me, for here is no staying. In despite of 'the devils and hell, have through the very midst of you! and heavens and honor be witness, that no ' want of resolution in me, but only my followers' 'base and ignominious treasons, makes me betake 6 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

Enter KING HENRY, QUEEN MARGARET, and
SOMERSET, on the terrace of the castle.

"K. Hen. Was ever king, that joy'd an earthly throne,