Part 32

_Tom._ Captaine. Newes, newes, sir Humphrey Stafford and his ·dam070· brother are comming with the kings power, and mean to kill vs all. [dam071]

_Cade._ Let them come, hees but a knight is he? [dam072]

_Tom._ No, no, hees but a knight.

_Cade._ Why then to equall him, ile make my selfe knight. Kneele downe Iohn Mortemer, ·dam075· Rise vp sir Iohn Mortemer. Is there any more of them that be Knights?

_Tom._ I his brother. [dam078]

He Knights _Dicke Butcher._

_Cade._ Then kneele downe Dicke Butcher, Rise vp sir Dicke Butcher. [dam080] Now sound vp the Drumme.

Enter sir _Humphrey Stafford_ and his brother, with Drumme and souldiers.

_Cade._ As for these silken coated slaues I passe not a pinne, Tis to you good people that I speake.

_Stafford._ Why country-men, what meane you thus in troopes, To follow this rebellious Traitor Cade? Why his father was but a Brick-laier. [dam085]

_Cade._ Well, and Adam was a Gardner, what then? [dam086] But I come of the Mortemers.

_Stafford._ I, the Duke of Yorke hath taught you that.

_Cade._ The Duke of York, nay, I learnt it my selfe, For looke you, Roger Mortemer the Earle of March, ·dam090· Married the Duke of Clarence daughter.

_Stafford._ Well, thats true: But what then? [dam092]

_Cade._ And by her he had two children at a birth.

_Stafford._ Thats false. [dam094]

_Cade._ I, but I say, tis true. ·dam095·

_All._ Why then tis true.

_Cade._ And one of them was stolne away by a begger-woman, And that was my father, and I am his sonne, [dam098] Deny it and you can.

_Nicke._ Nay looke you, I know twas true, [dam100] For his father built a chimney in my fathers house, And the brickes are aliue at this day to testifie. [dam102]

_Cade._ But doest thou heare Stafford, tell the King, that for his fathers sake, in whose time boyes plaide at spanne-counter with Frenche Crownes, I am content that hee shall be King as long ·dam105· as he liues. Marry alwaies prouided, ile be Protector ouer him. [dam106]

_Stafford._ O monstrous simplicitie. [dam107]

_Cade._ And tell him, weele haue the Lorde Sayes head, and the [dam108] Duke of Somersets, for deliuering vp the Dukedomes of Anioy and Mayne, and selling the Townes in France, by which meanes ·dam110· England hath bene maimde euer since, and gone as it were with a [dam111] crouch, but that my puissance held it vp. And besides, they can [dam112] speake French, and therefore they are traitors.

_Stafford._ As how I prethie?

_Cade._ Why the French men are our enemies be they not? ·dam115· And then can hee that speakes with the tongue of an enemy be a good subject?

Answere me to that.

_Stafford._ Well sirrha, wilt thou yeeld thy selfe vnto the Kings mercy, and he will pardon thee and these, their outrages and rebellious [dam120] deeds?

_Cade._ Nay, bid the King come to me and he will, and then ile pardon him, or otherwaies ile haue his Crowne tell him, ere it be long.

_Stafford._ Go Herald, proclaime in all the Kings Townes, ·dam125· That those that will forsake the Rebell Cade, Shall haue free pardon from his Maiestie. _Exet Stafford_ and his men.

_Cade._ Come sirs, saint George for vs and Kent. [dam128] _Exet omnes._

## SCENE XIV

Alarums to the battaile, and sir _Humphrey Stafford_ and his brother is slaine. Then enter _Iacke Cade_ againe and the rest.

_Cade._ Sir Dicke Butcher, thou hast fought to day most valianly, [dan001] And knockt them down as if thou hadst bin in thy slaughter house. And thus I will reward thee. The Lent shall be as long againe as it was. Thou shalt haue licence to kil for foure score & one a week. [dan004] Drumme strike vp, for now weele march to London, for to morrow [dan005] I meane to sit in the Kings seate at Westminster. [dan006] _Exet omnes._

## SCENE XV.

Enter the King reading of a Letter, and the Queene, with the Duke of _Suffolkes_ head, and the Lord _Say_, with others.

_King._ Sir _Humphrey Stafford_ and his brother is slaine, And the Rebels march amaine to London, Go back to them, and tell them thus from me, Ile come and parley with their generall.

_Reade._ Yet staie, ile reade the Letter one againe. [dao005] Lord Say, Iacke Cade hath solemnely vowde to haue thy head.

_Say._ I, but I hope your highnesse shall haue his. [dao007]

_King._ How now Madam, still lamenting and mourning for Suffolkes death, I feare my loue, if I had bene dead, thou wouldst not [dao009] haue mournde so much for me. ·dao010·

_Queene._ No my loue, I should not mourne, but die for thee. [dao011]

Enter a Messenger.

_Messen._ Oh flie my Lord, the Rebels are entered Southwarke, and haue almost wonne the Bridge, Calling your grace an vsurper, And that monstrous Rebell Cade, hath sworne ·dao015· To Crowne himselfe King in Westminster, Therefore flie my Lord, and poste to Killingworth.

_King._ Go bid Buckingham and Clifford, gather An Army vp, and meete with the Rebels. Come Madame, let vs haste to Killingworth. ·dao020· Come on Lord Say, go thou along with vs, For feare the Rebell Cade do finde thee out.

_Say._ My innocence my Lord shall pleade for me. And therfore with your highnesse leaue, ile staie behind.

_King._ Euen as thou wilt my Lord Say. ·dao025· Come Madame, let vs go. [dao026] _Exet omnes._

## SCENE XVI.

Enter the Lord _Skayles_ vpon the Tower walles walking.

Enter three or foure Citizens below.

_Lord Scayles._ How now, is Iacke Cade slaine? [dap001]

_1. Citizen._ No my Lord, nor likely to be slaine, For they haue wonne the bridge, Killing all those that withstand them. The Lord Mayor craueth ayde of your honor from the Tower, ·dap005· To defend the Citie from the Rebels.

_Lord Scayles._ Such aide as I can spare, you shall command, But I am troubled here with them my selfe, The Rebels haue attempted to win the Tower, But get you to Smythfield and gather head, ·dap010· And thither I will send you Mathew Goffe, [dap011] Fight for your King, your Country, and your liues, And so farewell, for I must hence againe. [dap013] _Exet omnes._

## SCENE XVII.

Enter _Iacke Cade_ and the rest, and strikes his sword vpon London stone.

_Cade._ Now is Mortemer Lord of this Citie, And now sitting vpon London stone, We command, That the first yeare of our raigne, The pissing Cundit run nothing but red wine. And now hence forward, it shall be treason [daq005] For any that calles me any otherwise then [daq006] Lord Mortemer.

Enter a souldier.

_Sould._ Iacke Cade, Iacke Cade.

_Cade._ Sounes, knocke him downe. (They kill him. [daq009]

_Dicke._ My Lords, theirs an Army gathered togither [daq010] Into Smythfield.

_Cade._ Come then, lets go fight with them, [daq012] But first go on and set London Bridge a fire, [daq013] And if you can, burne downe the Tower too. Come lets away. _Exet omnes._ [daq015]

## SCENE XVIII.

Alarmes, and then _Mathew Goffe_ is slaine, and all the rest with him. Then Enter _Iacke Cade_ again, and his company.

_Cade._ So, sirs now go some and pull down the Sauoy, [dar001] Others to the Innes of the Court, downe with them all. [dar002]

_Dicke._ I haue a sute vnto your Lordship.

_Cade._ _Be_ it a Lordship Dicke, and thou shalt haue it For that word. ·dar005·

_Dicke._ That we may go burne all the Records, And that all writing may be put downe, And nothing vsde but the score and the Tally.

_Cade._ Dicke it shall be so, and henceforward all things shall be [dar009] in common, and in Cheapeside shall my palphrey go to grasse. ·dar010· Why ist not a miserable thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should parchment be made, & then with a litle blotting ouer with [dar012] inke, a man should vndo himselfe.

Some saies tis the bees that sting, but I say, tis their waxe, for I am sure I neuer seald to any thing but once, and I was neuer mine ·dar015· owne man since.

_Nicke._ But when shall we take vp those commodities Which you told vs of.

_Cade._ Marry he that will lustily stand to it, [dar019] Shall go with me, and take vp these commodities following: [dar020] Item, a gowne, a kirtle, a petticoate, and a smocke.

Enter _George_.

_George._ My Lord, a prize, a prize, heres the Lord Say, Which sold the Townes in France.

_Cade._ Come hither thou Say, thou George, thou buckrum lord, [dar024] What answere canst thou make vnto my mightinesse, ·dar025·

For deliuering vp the townes in France to Mounsier bus mine cue, the Dolphin of France?

And more then so, thou hast most traitorously erected a grammer schoole, to infect the youth of the realme, and against the Kings Crowne and dignitie, thou hast built vp a paper-mill, nay it wil be ·dar030· said to thy face, that thou kepst men in thy house that daily reades [dar031] of bookes with red letters, and talkes of a Nowne and a Verbe, and such abhominable words as no Christian eare is able to endure it. [dar033] And besides all that, thou hast appointed certaine Iustises of peace [dar034] in euery shire to hang honest men that steale for their liuing, and ·dar035· because they could not reade, thou hast hung them vp: Onely for which cause they were most worthy to liue. Thou ridest on a foot-cloth [dar037] doest thou not?

_Say._ Yes, what of that?

_Cade._ Marry I say, thou oughtest not to let thy horse weare a ·dar040· cloake, when an honester man then thy selfe, goes in his hose and doublet.

_Say._ You men of Kent.

_All._ Kent, what of Kent?

_Say._ Nothing but _bona, terra_. [dar045]

_Cade._ _Bonum terum_, sounds whats that? [dar046]

_Dicke._ He speakes French.

_Will._ No tis Dutch.

_Dicke._ No tis outtalian, I know it well inough. [dar049]

_Say._ Kent, in the Commentaries Cæsar wrote, ·dar050· Termde it the ciuel’st place of all this land, Then noble Country-men, heare me but speake, I sold not France, I lost not Normandie. [dar053]

_Cade._ But wherefore doest thou shake thy head so?

_Say._ It is the palsie and not feare that makes me. ·dar055·

_Cade._ Nay thou nodst thy head, as who say, thou wilt be euen [dar056] with me, if thou getst away, but ile make the sure inough, now I [dar057] haue thee. Go take him to the standerd in Cheapeside and chop of [dar058] his head, and then go to milende-greene, to sir Iames Cromer his sonne in law, and cut off his head too, and bring them to me vpon ·dar060· two poles presently. (Away with him. _Exet_ one or two, with the Lord _Say_.

There shall not a noble man weare a head on his shoulders, But he shall paie me tribute for it. Nor there shal not a mayd be married, but he shal fee to me for her. Maydenhead or else, ile haue it my selfe, ·dar065· Marry I will that married men shall hold of me in capitie, [dar066] And that their wiues shalbe as free as hart can thinke, or toong can (tell.

Enter _Robin_.

_Robin._ O Captaine, London bridge is a fire.

_Cade._ Runne to Billingsgate, and fetche pitch and flaxe and squench it. [dar070]

Enter _Dicke_ and a Sargiant.

_Sargiant._ Iustice, iustice, I pray you sir, let me haue iustice of this fellow here.

_Cade._ Why what has he done?

_Sarg._ Alasse sir he has rauisht my wife.

_Dicke._ Why my Lord he would haue rested me, ·dar075· And I went and and entred my Action in his wiues paper house. [dar076]

_Cade._ Dicke follow thy sute in her common place, You horson villaine, you are a Sargiant youle, [dar078] Take any man by the throate for twelue pence, And rest a man when hees at dinner, [dar080] And haue him to prison ere the meate be out of his mouth. [dar081] Go Dicke take him hence, cut out his toong for cogging, [dar082] Hough him for running, and to conclude, Braue him with his owne mace. [dar084] _Exet_ with the Sargiant.

Enter two with the Lord _Sayes_ head, and sir Iames Cromers, vpon two poles.

So, come carry them before me, and at euery lanes ende, let them ·dar085· kisse togither.

Enter the Duke of _Buckingham_, and Lord _Clifford_ the Earle of _Comberland_.

_Clifford._ Why country-men and warlike friends of Kent, What meanes this mutinous rebellions, [dar088] That you in troopes do muster thus your selues, Vnder the conduct of this Traitor Cade? ·dar090· To rise against your soueraigne Lord and King, Who mildly hath his pardon sent to you, If you forsake this monstrous Rebell here? If honour be the marke whereat you aime, Then haste to France that our forefathers wonne, ·dar095· And winne againe that thing which now is lost, And leaue to seeke your Countries ouerthrow.

_All._ A Clifford, a Clifford. They forsake Cade.

_Cade._ Why how now, will you forsake your generall, And ancient freedome which you haue possest? ·dar100· To bend your neckes vnder their seruile yokes, [dar101] Who if you stir, will straightwaies hang you vp, [dar102] But follow me, and you shall pull them downe, And make them yeeld their liuings to your hands.

_All._ A Cade, a Cade. ·dar105· They runne to _Cade_ againe.

_Cliff._ Braue warlike friends heare me but speak a word, [dar106] Refuse not good whilst it is offered you, The King is mercifull, then yeeld to him, And I my selfe will go along with you, To Winsore Castle whereas the King abides, ·dar110· And on mine honour you shall haue no hurt.

_All._ A Clifford, a Clifford, God saue the King.

_Cade._ How like a feather is this rascall company Blowne euery way, [dar114] But that they may see there want no valiancy in me, [dar115] My staffe shall make way through the midst of you, And so a poxe take you all. [dar117] He runs through them with his staffe, and flies away.

_Buc._ Go some and make after him, and proclaime, That those that can bring the head of Cade, Shall haue a thousand Crownes for his labour. ·dar120· Come march away. _Exet omnes._ [dar121]

## SCENE XIX.

Enter King _Henry_ and the Queene, and _Somerset_.

_King._ Lord Somerset, what newes here you of the Rebell Cade? [das001]

_Som._ This, my gratious Lord, that the Lord Say is don to death, And the Citie is almost sackt.

_King._ Gods will be done, for as he hath decreede, so must it be: [das004] And be it as he please, to stop the pride of those rebellious men. [das005]

_Queene._ Had the noble Duke of Suffolke bene aliue, The Rebell Cade had bene supprest ere this, And all the rest that do take part with him.

Enter the Duke of _Buckingham_ and _Clifford_, with the Rebels, with halters about their necks.

_Cliff._ Long liue King Henry, Englands lawfull King, Loe here my Lord, these Rebels are subdude, ·das010· And offer their liues before your highnesse feete.

_King._ But tell me Clifford, is there Captaine here. [das012]

_Clif._ No, my gratious Lord, he is fled away, but proclamations are sent forth, that he that can but bring his head, shall haue a thousand crownes. But may it please your Maiestie, to pardon these ·das015· their faults, that by that traitors meanes were thus misled. [das016]

_King._ Stand vp you simple men, and giue God praise, For you did take in hand you know not what, And go in peace obedient to your King, And liue as subiects, and you shall not want, ·das020· Whilst Henry liues, and weares the English Crowne.

_All._ God saue the King, God saue the King.

_King._ Come let vs hast to London now with speed, That solemne prosessions may be sung, [das024] In laud and honour of the God of heauen, ·das025· And triumphs of this happie victorie. (_Exet omnes._ [das026]

## SCENE XX.

Enter _Iacke Cade_ at one doore, and at the other, maister _Alexander Eyden_ and his men, and _Iack Cade_ lies downe picking of hearbes and eating them.

_Eyden._ Good Lord how pleasant is this country life, [dat001] This litle land my father left me here, With my contented minde serues me as well, As all the pleasures in the Court can yeeld, Nor would I change this pleasure for the Court. ·dat005·

_Cade._ Sounes, heres the Lord of the soyle, Stand villaine, thou [dat006] wilt betraie mee to the King, and get a thousand crownes for my head, but ere thou goest, ile make thee eate yron like an Astridge, [dat008] and swallow my sword like a great pinne.

_Eyden._ Why sawcy companion, why should I betray thee? ·dat010· Ist not inough that thou hast broke my hedges, And enterd into my ground without the leaue of me the owner, [dat012] But thou wilt braue me too.

_Cade._ Braue thee and beard thee too, by the best blood of the [dat014] Realme, looke on me well, I haue eate no meate this fine dayes, yet ·dat015· and I do not leaue thee and thy fine men as dead as a doore nayle, I [dat016] pray God I may neuer eate grasse more.

_Eyden._ Nay, it neuer shall be saide whilst the world doth stand, [dat018] that Alexander Eyden an Esquire of Kent, tooke oddes to combat with a famisht man, looke on me, my limmes are equall vnto thine, ·dat020· and euery way as big, then hand to hand, ile combat thee. Sirrha [dat021] fetch me weopons, and stand you all aside. [dat022]

_Cade._ Now sword, if thou doest not hew this burly-bond churle [dat023] into chines of beefe, I beseech God thou maist fal into some smiths [dat024] hand, and be turnd to hob-nailes. [dat025]

_Eyden._ Come on thy way. (They fight, and _Cade_ fals downe.

_Cade._ Oh villaine, thou hast slaine the floure of Kent for chiualrie, but it is famine & not thee that has done it, for come ten thousand diuels, and giue me but the ten meales that I wanted this fiue daies, and ile fight with you all, and so a poxe rot thee, for Iack Cade must die. (He dies.

_Eyden._ Iack Cade, & was it that monstrous Rebell which I haue [dat032] slaine. Oh sword ile honour thee for this, and in my chamber shalt [dat033] thou hang as a monument to after age, for this great seruice thou hast done to me. He drag him hence, and with my sword cut off his [dat035] head, and beare it _Exet._ [dat036]

## SCENE XXI.

Enter the Duke of _Yorke_ with Drum and souldiers.

_Yorke._ In Armes from Ireland comes Yorke amaine, Ring belles aloud, bonfires perfume the ayre, To entertaine faire Englands royall King. Ah _Sancta Maiesta_, who would not buy thee deare?

Enter the Duke of _Buckingham_.

But soft, who comes here _Buckingham_, what newes with him? [dau005]

_Buc._ Yorke, if thou meane well, I greete thee so.

_Yorke._ Humphrey of Buckingham, welcome I sweare: What comes thou in loue or as a Messenger? [dau008]

_Buc._ I come as a Messenger from our dread Lord and soueraign, Henry. To know the reason of these Armes in peace? ·dau010· Or that thou being a subiect as I am, Shouldst thus approach so neare with colours spred, Whereas the person of the King doth keepe?

_Yorke._ A subiect as he is. [dau014] Oh how I hate these spitefull abiect termes, ·dau015· But Yorke dissemble, till thou meete thy sonnes, Who now in Armes expect their fathers sight, And not farre hence I know they cannot be. [dau018] Humphrey Duke of Buckingham, pardon me, That I answearde not at first, my mind was troubled, ·dau020· I came to remoue that monstrous Rebell Cade, And heaue proud Somerset from out the Court, That basely yeelded vp the Townes in France.

_Buc._ Why that was presumption on thy behalfe, But if it be no otherwise but so, [dau025] The King doth pardon thee, and granst to thy request, [dau026] And Somerset is sent vnto the Tower.

_Yorke._ Vpon thine honour is it so?

_Buc._ Yorke, he is vpon mine honour.

_York._ Then before thy face, I here dismisse my troopes, ·dau030· Sirs, meete me to morrow in saint Georges fields, And there you shall receiue your paie of me. [dau032]

_Exet_ souldiers.

_Buc._ Come York, thou shalt go speake vnto the King, But see, his grace is comming to meete with vs.

Enter King _Henry_.

_King._ How now Buckingham, is Yorke friends with vs, ·dau035· That thus thou bringst him hand in hand with thee?

_Buc._ He is my Lord, and hath dischargde his troopes Which came with him, but as your grace did say, To heaue the Duke of Somerset from hence, And to subdue the Rebels that were vp. ·dau040·

_King._ Then welcome cousin Yorke, giue me thy hand, And thankes for thy great seruice done to vs, Against those traitorous Irish that rebeld.

Enter maister _Eyden_ with _Iacke Cades_ head.

_Eyden._ Long liue Henry in triumphant peace, [dau044] Lo here my Lord vpon my bended knees, ·dau045· I here present the traitorous head of Cade, That hand to hand in single fight I slue.

_King._ First thanks to heauen, & next to thee my friend, That hast subdude that wicked traitor thus. O let me see that head that in his life, ·dau050· Did worke me and my land such cruell spight, A visage sterne, cole blacke his curled locks, Deepe trenched furrowes in his frowning brow, Presageth warlike humors in his life. Here take it hence and thou for thy reward, ·dau055· Shalt be immediatly created Knight. Kneele downe my friend, and tell me whats thy name? [dau057]

_Eyden._ Alexander Eyden, if it please your grace, A poore Esquire of Kent.

_King._ Then rise vp sir Alexander Eyden knight, [dau060] And for thy maintenance, I freely giue A thousand markes a yeare to maintaine thee, [dau062] Beside the firme reward that was proclaimde, For those that could performe this worthie act, And thou shalt waight vpon the person of the king. [dau065]

_Eyden._ I humbly thank your grace, and I no longer liue, Then I proue iust and loyall to my king. (_Exet._ [dau067]

Enter the Queene with the Duke of _Somerset_.

_King._ O Buckingham see where Somerset comes, Bid him go hide himselfe till Yorke be gone.

_Queene._ He shall not hide himselfe for feare of Yorke, ·dau070· But beard and braue him proudly to his face.

_Yorke._ Whose that, proud Somerset at libertie? [dau072] Base fearefull Henry that thus dishonor’st me, By heauen, thou shalt not gouerne ouer me: I cannot brooke that Traitors presence here, ·dau075· Nor will I subiect be to such a King, That knowes not how to gouerne nor to rule, Resigne thy Crowne proud Lancaster to me, That thou vsurped hast so long by force, For now is Yorke resolu’d to claim his owne, ·dau080· And rise aloft into faire Englands Throane.

_Somer._ Proud Traitor, I arest thee on high treason, Against thy soueraigne Lord, yeeld thee false Yorke, For here I sweare, thou shalt vnto the Tower, For these proud words which thou hast giuen the king. ·dau085·

_Yorke._ Thou art deceiued, my sonnes shalbe my baile, [dau086] And send thee there in dispight of him. [dau087] Hoe, where are you boyes?

_Queene._ Call Clifford hither presently.

## SCENE XXII.

Enter the Duke of _Yorkes_ sonnes, _Edward_ the Earle of _March_, and crook-backe _Richard_, at the one doore, with Drumme and soldiers, and at the other doore, enter _Clifford_ and his sonne, with Drumme and souldiers, and _Clifford_ kneeles to _Henry_, and speakes.

_Cliff._ Long liue my noble Lord, and soueraigne King.