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And, if you can, burn down the Tower too. .
(Exeant omnes. Alarums. Matthew Goff is paix, and all the rest. Then
enter Jack Cade with his Company.
Dick. I have a Suit unto your Lordship.
Dick. Only that the Laws of Exgland may come out of your Mouth.
7ohn. Mass, 't will be sore Law then, for he was thrust in the Mouth with a Spear, and 'tis not whole yet.
Smith. Nay, John, it will be stinking Law, for his breath stinks with colted Cheese.
Cade. I have thought upon it, it shall be lo. Away, burn all the Records of the Realm, my Mouth shall be the ParJiament of England.
7ohn. Then we are like to have biting Statutes; Unless his Teeth be pullid our.
Cade. And hence-forward all things Thall be in Common.
: Enter a Messenger. Mej. My Lord, a prize, a prize, here's the Lord Say, which sold the Towns in France, he that made us pay one and ewenty fifteens and one Shilling to the Pound, the last Subsidy.
Enter George with the Lord Say. Cade. Well, he shall be beheaded for it ten times. Ah thou Say, thou Serge, nay, thou Buckram. Lord, now art thou within point-blank of Jurisdiction Regal. What canst thou answer to my Majesty for giving up of Normandy unto Monsieur Bafimecu, the Dauphin of France ? Be it krown unto thee by these Presents, even the presence of Lord Mortimer, that I am the Belom that must sweep the Court clean of such filth as thou art: Thou hast most traiterously corrupted the Youth of the Realm in ereding a GrammarSchool; and whereas before, our Fore-fathers had no other Books but the Score and the Tally, thou haft caused Printing to be us'd, and contrary to the King, his Crown and Dignity, thou hast built a Paper-Mill. It will be provid to
int-blank majelty for pikin of France of Lord
canst thou an ceur Balimecu, the Din the presence of
thy Face, that thou hast Men about thee, that usually talk of a Noun and a Verb, and such abominable Words, as no Christian Ear can endure to hear. Thou hast appointed Justices of Peace, to call poor Men before them, about Matters they were not able to answer. Moreover, thou haft put them in Prison, and because they could not read, thou haft hang'd them, when, indeed, only for that cause they have been moft worthy to live. Thou dost ride on a foot-cloth, doit thou not?
Say. What of that?
Cade. Marry, thou ought'st not to let thy Horse wear a Cloak, when honester Men than thou go in cheir Hose 20d Doublets &
Dick. And work in their Shirt too, as my self for example, that am a Butcher.
Say. You Men of Kent.
Say. Hear me but speak, and bear me where you will:
Say. Great Men have reaching Hands; oft have I ftruck Those that I never saw, and struck them dead.
George. O monstrous Coward! What, to come behind Folks ?
Say. These Cheeks are pale with watching for your good.
Say. Long fitting to determine poor Mens Causes, Hath made me full of Sickness and Diseases.
Cade. Ye shall have a hempen Caudle chen, and the help of a Hatchet.
Dick. Why dost thou quiver, Man?
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 have I offended most?
Cade. I feel remorse in my self with his Words; but I'll bridle it; he shall dye, and it be but for pleading so well for his Life. Away with him, he has a Familiar under his Tongue; he speaks not a God's Name. Go, take him away Isay, and strike off his Head presently, and then break into his Son-ir-Law's House, Sir James Cromer, and strike off his Head, and bring them both upon two Poles hicher.
All. It shall be done.
Say. Ah Country-men, if when you make your Pray’rs, God should be so obdurate as your selves, 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 ve: The proudelt Peer of 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 me her Maidenhead e'er 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.
Dick. My Lord, When Thall we go to Cheapfide, and take up Commodities upon our Bills?
Cade. Marry presently,
.Enter one with the Heads.
Rabblement. , Cade. Up Fish-street, down St. Magnes Corner, kill and knock down, throw them into Thames.
Sound a Parley.
Enter Buckingham, and old Clifford.
Clif. What say ye, Country-men, will ye relent,
"AllGod save the King! God save the King!
Cade. What, Backing ham and Clifford, are ye so brave? And you, base Peasants, do ye believe him will you need's be hang'd with you 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 you 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 burthens, take your Houses over your Heads, ravish your Wives and Daughters before your Faces. For me, I will make shift for one, 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,
All. A Clifford! a Clifford!!
Cade. Was ever Feather fo lightly blown to and fro, as this multicude? The Name of Henry the Fifth hales them to an hundred Mischiefs, and makes them leave me desolate.