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4 contrary to the king, his crown, and dignity, thou
4 hast built a paper-mill. It will be proved to thy
4 face, that thou hast men about thee, that usually talk
4 of a noun, and a verb, and such abominable words,
4 as no Christian ear can endure to hear. Thou hast
4 appointed justices of peace, to call poor men before
i them about matters they were not able to answer.
4 Moreover, thou hast put them in prison ; and because
4 they could not read, thou hast hanged them ; 2 when,
4 indeed, only for that cause, they have been most
4 worthy to live. Thou dost ride on a foot-cloth, 3 dost
4 thou not ?

Say. What of that ?

Cade. Marry, thou oughtest not to let thy horse
wear a cloak, when honester men than thou go in their
hose and doublets.

* Dick. And work in their shirt too ; as myself, for
* example, that am a butcher.

Say. You men of Kent,

Dick. What say you of Kent ?

4 Say. Nothing but this : Tis bona terra, mala gens. 4

1 Shakspeare is a little too early with this accusation. Yet Meerman,
in his Origines Typographies, has availed himself of this passage to sup
port his hypothesis that printing was introduced into England by Frederic
Corsellis, one of Coster s workmen, from Haerlem, in the time of Henry VI.

2 i. e. they were hanged because they could not claim the benefit of

3 A foot-cloth was a kind of housing, which covered the body of the
horse ; it was sometimes made of velvet and bordered with gold lace.

4 After this line the old play proceeds thus :

Cade. Bonun terrum, What s that ?
Dick. He speaks French.
Will. No, tis Dutch.

Nick. No, tis Outalian : I know it well enough.
VOL. iv. 52


1 Cade. Away with him, away with him ! he speaks
< Latin.

* Say. Hear me but speak, and bear me where you


Kent, in the commentaries Caesar writ,
Is termed the civil st place of all this isle. 1
Sweet is the country, because full of riches ;
The people liberal, valiant, active, wealthy;
Which makes me hope you are not void of pity.
I sold not Maine, I lost not Normandy ;

* Yet, to recover them, would lose my life.

* Justice with favor have I always done ;

* Prayers and tears have moved me ; gifts could never.

* When have I aught exacted at your hands,

* Kent, to maintain the king, the realm, and you ? 2

* Large gifts have I bestowed on learned clerks,

* Because my book preferred me to the king;

* And, seeing ignorance is the curse of God,

* Knowledge the wing wherewith we fly to heaven,

* Unless you be possessed with devilish spirits,

* You cannot but forbear to murder me.

* This tongue hath parleyed unto foreign kings

* For your behoof,

* Cade. Tut! when struck st thou one blow in the

* field ?

* Say. Great men have reaching hands; oft have I


* Those that I never saw, and struck them dead.

* Geo. O monstrous coward ! what, to come behind


* Say. These cheeks are pale for watching for your


* Cade. Give him a box o the ear, and that will

* make em red again.

1 "Ex his omnibus sunt humanissimi, qui Cantium incolunt." C&scn.

2 This passage has been supposed corrupt merely because it was eiro
neously pointed. It was thus pointed in the folio :

" When have I aught exacted at your hands ?
Kent to maintain, the king, the realm, and you ?
Large gifts, have I bestowed on learned clerks," &c.


* Say. Long sitting to determine poor men s causes
Hath made me full of sickness and diseases.

* Cade. Ye shall have a hempen caudle then, and

* the pap of a hatchet. 1

Dick. Why dost thou quiver, man?

4 Say. The palsy, and not fear, provoketh me.

4 Cade. Nay, he nods at us ; as who should say, I ll
4 be even with you. I ll see if his head will stand
< steadier on a pole, or no. Take him away, and
4 behead him.

* Say. Tell me wherein I have offended most ?

* Have I affected wealth, or honor ? Speak.

* Are my chests filled 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, 2

* 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 plead-
*ing so well for his life. Away with him! he has

* a familiar 3 under his tongue ; he speaks not o God s
*name. Go, take him away, I say, and strike off
4 his head presently; and then break into his son-in-
6 law s house, sir James Cromer, 4 and strike off his
4 head, and bring them both upon two poles hither.

i All. It shall be done.

* Say. Ah, countrymen ! if, when you make your


* God should be so obdurate as yourselves,

* How would it fore with your departed souls ?

* And therefore yet relent, and save my life.

* Cade. Away with him, and do as I command ye.

[Exeunt some, ivith LORD SAY.

1 The old copy reads, "the help of a hatchet." Lyly wrote a pamphlet
with the title of " Pap with a Hatchet ; " and the phrase occurs in his play
of Mother Bombie : " They give us pap with a spoone, and when we speake
for what we love, pap with a hatchet"

2 i. e. these hands are free from shedding guiltless or innocent blood.

3 A demon who was supposed to attend at call.

1 It was William Crowmer, sheriff of Kent, whom Cade put to death*


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

< Dick. My lord, when shall we go to Cheapside,
4 and take up commodities upon our bills P 1

i Cade. Marry, presently.

1 AIL O brave !

Re-enter Rebels, with the heads of LORD SAY and his

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

SCENE VIII. Southward

Alarum. Enter CADE, and all his Babblement.

* 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 re-

* treat or parley, when I command them kill ?

Enter BUCKINGHAM and Old CLIFFORD, with Forces.

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

Know, Cade, we come ambassadors from the king

1 An equivoque alluding to the halberds or bills borne by the rabble.


4 Unto the commons whom thou hast misled ;
4 And here pronounce free pardon to them all,
4 That will forsake thee, and go home in peace.

4 Cliff. What say ye, countrymen ? will ye relent,
4 And yield to mercy, whilst tis offered you ;
4 Or let a rabble lead you to your deaths ?
4 Who loves the king, and will embrace his pardon,
4 Fling up his cap, and say God save his majesty!
4 Who hateth him, and honors not his father,
4 Henry the Fifth, that made all France to quake,
4 Shake he his weapon at us, and pass by.

4 AIL God save the king ! God save the king !

4 Cade. What, Buckingham, and Clifford, are ye so
4 brave ? And you, base peasants, do ye believe him ?
4 Will you needs be hanged with your pardons about
4 your necks ? Hath my sword therefore broke through
4 London gates, that you should leave me at the White
4 Hart in Southwark ? I thought ye would never have
4 given out these arms, till you had recovered your an-
4 cient freedom ; but you are all recreants, and das-
4 tards ; and delight to live in slavery to the nobility.
4 Let them break your backs with burdens, take your
4 houses over your heads, ravish your wives and daugh-
4 ters before your faces. For me, I will make shift
4 for one ; and so God s curse light upon you all !

4 AIL We ll follow Cade, we ll follow Cade.

4 Clif. Is Cade the son of Henry the Fifth,
4 That thus you do exclaim you ll go with him ?
4 Will he conduct you through the heart of France,
4 And make the meanest of you earls and dukes ?
4 Alas, he hath no home, no place to fly to ;
4 Nor knows he how to live, but by the spoil,
4 Unless by robbing of your friends, and us.
4 Wer t not a shame, that whilst you live at jar,
4 The fearful French, whom you late vanquished,
4 Should make a start o er seas, and vanquish you ?
4 Methinks already, in this civil broil,
4 I see them lording it in London streets,
4 Crying Villageois! unto all they meet.
4 Better ten thousand base-born Cades miscarry,


4 Than you should stoop unto a Frenchman s mercy.
6 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.

< AIL 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. 1 see them lay their heads
i together, to surprise me ; my sword make way for
me, for here is no staying. In despite of the
4 devils and hell, have through the very midst of you!

< And Heavens arid honor be witness, that no want of
4 resolution in me, but only my followers base and ig-

* nominious treasons, makes me betake me to my heels.

4 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.
4 Follow me, soldiers ; we ll devise a mean
4 To reconcile you all unto the king. [Exeunt

SCENE IX. Kenelworth Castle.

on the terrace of the castle.

* K. lien. Was ever king that joyed an earthly throne,
* And could command no more content than I ?
*No sooner was I crept out of my cradle,
*But I was made a king, at nine months old. 1

1 So all the historians agree ; and yet in Part I. Act iii. Sc. 4, king
Henry is made to say :

" I do remember how my father said,"

a plain proof that the whole of that play was not written by the same hand
as this.


*Was never subject longed to be a king,
* As I do long and wish to be a subject.


* Buck. Health, and glad tidings, to your majesty !

* K. Hen. Why, Buckingham, is the traitor, Cade,

surprised ?
*Or is he but retired to make him strong?

Enter, below, a great number of CADE S Followers,
with halters about their necks.

4 Clif. He s fled, my lord, and all his powers do

yield ;

c And humbly thus, with halters on their necks,
Expect your highness doom, of life, or death.

i K. Hen. Then, Heaven, set ope thy everlasting


4 To entertain my vows of thanks and praise !
4 Soldiers, this day have you redeemed your lives,
4 And showed how well you love your prince and


1 Continue still in this so good a mind,
4 And Henry, though he be infortunate,
; Assure yourselves, will never be unkind.
4 And so, with thanks, and pardon to you all,
4 I do dismiss you to your several countries.

All. God save the king! God save the king!

Enter a Messenger.

* Mess. Please it your grace to be advertised,

* The duke of York is newly come from Ireland ;
*And with a puissant and a mighty power,

* Of Gallowglasses, 1 and stout Kernes,

* Is marching hitherward in proud array ;

1 " The Galloa;lasse useth a kind of pole-axe for his weapon. These men
are grim of countenance, tall of stature, big of limme, lusty of body, well
and strongly timbered." Stanihurst s Descript. of Ireland, c. viii. f. 21.


* And still proclairneth, as he comes along,

* His arms are only to remove from thee

c The duke of Somerset, whom he terms a traitor.

* K. Hen. Thus stands my state twixt Cade and

York distressed ;

* Like to a ship, that, having scaped a tempest,

* Is straightway calmed 1 and boarded with a pirate ;
*But now 2 is Cade driven back, his men dispersed;

* And now is York in arms to second him.

* I pray thee, Buckingham, go forth and meet him;

* And ask him, what s the reason of these arms.

* Tell him, I ll send duke Edmund to the Tower ;

* And, Somerset, we will commit thee thither,

* Until his army be dismissed from him.

*Som. My lord,
*T ll yield myself to prison willingly,

* Or unto death, to do my country good.

* K. Hen. In any case, be not too rough in terms ;

* For he is fierce, and cannot brook hard language.

* Buck. I will, my lord; and doubt not so to deal,

* As all things shall redound unto your good.

* K. Hen. Come, wife, let s in, and learn to govern

better ;

*For yet may England curse my wretched reign.


SCENE X. Kent. Iden s Garden*

Enter CADE.

* Cade. Fie on ambition ! fie on myself ; that

* have a sword, and yet am ready to famish ! These

1 The first folio reads calmc ; which may be right. The second folio
printed by mistake claimed ; and the third folio calmed. This reading has
been adopted as most perspicuous, and because in Othello we have :
" must be be-lee d and calmed."

~ But is here not adversative. " It was only just now (says Henry),
that Cade and his followers were routed."

3 " A gentleman of Kent, named Alexander Eden, awaited so his time,
that he tooke the said Cade in a garden in Sussex, so that there he was
slaine at Hothrield," &LC.Holinsked, p. 635. " This Iden was, in fact,
the new sheriff of Kent, who had followed Cade from Rochester." Wil
liam of Wyrcester, p. 472.


* five days have I hid me in these woods ; and durst

* not peep out, for all the country is layed for me ; but

* now am I so hungry, that if I might have a lease of

* my life for a thousand years, I could stay no longer.

* Wherefore, on a brick-wall have I climbed into this

* garden ; to see if I can eat grass, or pick a sallet

* another while, which is not amiss to cool a man s

* stomach this hot weather. And, I think, this word

* sallet was born to do me good ; for, many a time, but
*for a sallet, 1 my brain-pan had been cleft with a

* brown bill ; and, many a time, when I have been dry,

* and bravely marching, it hath served me instead of a

* quart-pot to drink in ; and now the word sallet must

* serve me to feed on.

Enter IDEN, with Servants.

i Iden. Lord, who would live turmoiled in the court,
And may enjoy such quiet walks as these ?
This small inheritance, my father left me,
Contenteth me, and is worth a monarchy.
I seek not to wax great by others w r aning ;
Or gather wealth, I care not with what envy ;
Sufficeth, that I have maintains my state,
And sends the poor well pleased from my gate.

4 Cade. Here s the lord of the soil come to seize me
for a stray, for entering his fee-simple without leave.
Ah, villain, thou wilt betray me, and get a thousand
crowns of the king for carrying my head to him ; but
I ll make thee eat iron like an ostrich, and swallow my
sword like a great pin, ere thou and I part.

; Iden. Why, rude companion, whatsoe er thou be,
I know thee not. Why then should I betray thee ?
Is t not enough to break into my garden,
And, like a thief, to come to rob my grounds,
Climbing my walls in spite of me the owner,
But thou wilt brave me with these saucy terms?

Cade. Brave thee ? ay, by the best blood that ever

1 A sallet is a helmet
VOL. iv. 53


was broached, and beard thee too. Look on me well.
I have eat no meat these five days ; jet, come thou
and thy five men, and if I do not leave you all as dead
as a door nail, I pray God, I may never eat grass more.

4 Iden. Nay, it shall ne er be said, while England


That Alexander Iden, an esquire of Kent,
Took odds to combat a poor famished man.
4 Oppose thy steadfast-gazing eyes to mine ;
4 See if thou canst outface me with thy looks.
4 Set limb to limb, and thou art far the lesser ;
4 Thy hand is but a finger to my fist ;
4 Tliy leg a stick, compared with this truncheon ;
4 My foot shall fight with all the strength thou hast ;
4 And if mine arm be heaved in the air,
4 Thy grave is digged already in the earth.
4 As for words, whose greatness answers words, 1
4 Let this my sword report what speech forbears.

* Cade. By my valor, the most complete champion
*that ever I heard. 4 Steel, if thou turn the edge, or


4 cut not out the burly-boned clown in chines of beef
4 ere thou sleep in thy sheath, I beseech God 2 on my
4 knees, thou mayst be turned to hobnails. \They
i JigJit ; CADE falls.~\ O, I am slain! famine, and no
4 other, hath slain me ; let ten thousand devils come
4 against me, and give me but the ten meals I have lost,
4 and I d defy them all. Wither, garden ; and bo
4 henceforth a burying-place to all that do dwell in this
4 house, because the unconquered soul of Cade is fled.
4 Iden. Is t Cade that I have slain, that monstrous

traitor ?

4 Sword, I will hallow thee for this thy deed,
4 And hang thee o er my tomb when I am dead.

* Ne er shall this blood be wiped from thy point;
*But thou shalt wear it as a herald s coat,

* To emblaze the honor that thy master got.

1 Johnson explains this, " As for words, whose pomp and rumor may
answer words, and only words, I shall forbear them, and refer the rest to
my sword."

*2 In the folio "I beseech Jove" was substituted to avoid the penalty of
the statute, 3 Jac. I. c. 2, against profane swearing.


Cade. Iden, farewell ; and be proud of thy victory.
4 Tell Kent from me, she hath lost her best man, and
4 exhort all the world to be cowards ; for I, that never
4 feared any, am vanquished by famine, not by valor.


* Iden. How much thou wrong st me, Heaven be
my judge.

* Die, damned wretch, the curse of her that bare thee !

* And as I thrust thy body in with my sword,

* So wish I, I might thrust thy soul to hell.

4 Hence will I drag thee headlong by the heels
Unto a dunghill, which shall be thy grave,
4 And there cut off thy most ungracious head ;
4 Which I will bear in triumph to the king,
4 Leaving thy trunk for crows to feed upon.

t) dragging out the body.


SCENE I. The same. Fields between Dartford and

The King s Camp on one side. On the other, enter
YORK, attended, with drum and colors : his Forces
at some distance.

4 York. From Ireland thus comes York, to claim his


And pluck the crown from feeble Henry s head.
4 Ring, bells, aloud ; burn, bonfires, clear and bright,
4 To entertain great England s lawful king.
Ah, sancta majestas ! who would not buy thee dear ?
4 Let them obey that know not how to rule ;
4 This hand was made to handle nought but gold ;
4 I cannot give due action to my words,


Except a sword, or sceptre, balance it. 1

A sceptre shall it have, have I a soul, 2

On which Til toss the flower-de-luce of France.


Whom have we here : Buckingham, to disturb me ?

sent him. sure. I must dissemble.

I 1 ! - :. \ thou meanest well. I ^reet ihee


I. 1 ;. Humphrey of Buckingham. I accept thy

2 - eting.

Art thou a _ . or come c: - re :

Buck. A mess 2 r. from Henrv. our dread Ik ^ .

To know the reason of these arms in peace :

O: whv. thou. bein a subject as 1 am.

Against thy oath and true allegiance sworn.

x uldst rais - _:eat a power without his leave.

rce s . the court.

} . Scai i I s - -


O. 1 . ks, and r.^ht with


1 am s . _ - tterms ;

\ .i now. like A; ax T

:v ! *A*

1 am :ar letter born than is the k:. _

x .. king, more kingly in my
2 -

B s weath-.

Till Henn be more weak, and I D


O. FV 2 - m. I pr ythee. pardon me.

T. J.ven no answer - while:

A[v :::ind was 1 .ed with deep melanc:

- whv I have brought this army hither,

Is .:,} Somerset from the k g,

S. - to his race and to the state.

- Yrrk z>?^iis t^ SST. - If I have s ^:, nr hsrid ?iill :;;: be vriihrut a

so. i.] KIM; HKMIV vi. 4^1

4 Buck. That is too much presumption on thv


4 But if thv anus be to no other end,
4 The king hath yielded unto thy demand;
4 The duke of Somerset is in the Tower.

York. Upon thine honor, is he prisoner?

Buck. Upon mine honor, he is prisoner.

4 York. Then, Buckingham, I do dismiss my


4 Soldiers, I thank you all ; disperse yourselves ;
4 Meet me to-morrow in Saint George s field,
4 You shall have pay, and every thing you wish.

* And let my sovereign, virtuous Henry,

* Command mv eldest son, nay, all my sons,

* As pledges of mv fealty and love ;

* I ll send them all as willing as I live ;

* Lands, goods, horse, armor, any thing I have

* Is his to use, so Somerset may die.

4 Buck. York, I commend this kind submission:
4 We twain will ^o into his highness tent.

C 1 o

Enter KING HENRY, attended.

4 K. Hen. Buckingham, doth York intend no

harm to us,
4 That thus he marcheth with thee arm in arm ?

* York. In all submission and humility,

* York doth present himself unto your highness.

* K. Hen. Then what intend these forces thou dost

bring ?

* York. To heave the traitor Somerset from hence
4 And fight against that monstrous rebel, Cade,

4 Who since I heard to be discomfited.

Enter IDEN, with CADE S head.

4 Iden. If one so rude, and of so mean condition,
4 May pass into the presence of a king,
4 Lo, I present your grace a traitor s head,
4 The head of Cade, whom I in combat slew.


4 K. Hen, The head of Cade ? Great God, how

just art thou !

O, let me view his visage, being dead,
That, living, wrought me such exceeding trouble.
Tell me, my friend, art thou the man that slew him ?

4 Iden. I was, an t like your majesty.

K. Hen. How art thou called? and what is thy
degree ?

4 Iden. Alexander Iden, that s my name ;
A poor esquire of Kent, that loves his king.

* Buck. So please it you, my lord, twere not amiss

* He were created knight for his good service.

4 K. Hen. Iden, kneel down; [He kneels. ] rise up

a knight.

We give thee for reward a thousand marks ;
4 And will, that thou henceforth attend on us.

4 Iden. May Iden live to merit such a bounty,
And never live but true unto his liege !

4 K. Hen. See, Buckingham! Somerset comes with

the queen.
; Go, bid her hide him quickly from the duke.


4 Q. Mar. For thousand Vorks he shall not hide his

4 But boldly stand, and front him to his face.

4 York. How now! is Somerset at liberty?
4 Then, York, unloose thy long-imprisoned thoughts,
4 And let thy tongue be equal with thy heart.
i Shall I endure the sight of Somerset?

False king ! why hast thou broken faith with me,
4 Knowing how hardly I can brook abuse ?

4 King did I call thee ? no, thou art not king ;

4 Not fit to govern and rule multitudes,

: Which dar st not, no, nor canst not rule a traitor.

4 That head of thine doth not become a crown ;

4 Thy hand is made to grasp a palmer s staff,

4 And not to grace an awful, princely sceptre.

4 That gold must round engirt these brows of mine ;


fi Whose smile and frown, like to Achilles spear,

< Is able with the change to kill and cure.

Here is a hand to hold a sceptre up,

c And with the same to act controlling laws.

; Give place; by Heaven, thou shalt rule no more

O er him whom Heaven created for thy ruler.

Som. O, monstrous traitor! I arrest thee, York,
Of capital treason gainst the king and crown.

* Obey, audacious traitor ; kneel for grace.

* York. Wouldst have me kneel? first let me ask

of these,

* If they can brook I bow a knee to man.

* Sirrah, call in my sons to be my bail ;

[Exit an Attendant.

* I know, ere they will have me go to ward,

* They ll pawn their swords for my enfranchisement.

i Q. Mar. Call hither Clifford; bid him come amain,

* To say, if that the bastard boys of York

* Shall be the surety for their traitor father.

* York. O blood-bespotted Neapolitan,

* Outcast of Naples, England s bloody scourge!
The sons of York, thy betters in their birth,

Shall be their father s bail ; and bane to those
4 That for my surety will refuse the boys.


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