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ACT IV. SCENE II. 


Blackheath

Enter GEORGE BEVIS and JOHN HOLLAND

 GEORGE.

Come and get thee a sword, though made of a lath; they have
been up these two days.

 JOHN.

They have the more need to sleep now, then.

 GEORGE.

I tell thee Jack Cade the clothier means to dress the
commonwealth, and turn it, and set a new nap upon it.

 JOHN.

So he had need, for 'tis threadbare. Well, I say it was never
merry world in England since gentlemen came up.

 GEORGE.

O miserable age! Virtue is not regarded in handicraftsmen.

 JOHN.

The nobility think scorn to go in leather aprons.

 GEORGE.

Nay, more, the King's Council are no good workmen.

 JOHN.

True; and yet it is said 'Labour in thy vocation'; which is
as much to say as 'Let the magistrates be labouring men'; and
therefore should we be magistrates.

 GEORGE.

Thou hast hit it; for there's no better sign of a brave
mind than a hard hand.

 JOHN.

I see them! I see them! There's Best's son, the tanner of
Wingham-

 GEORGE.

He shall have the skins of our enemies to make dog's
leather of.

 JOHN.

And Dick the butcher-

 GEORGE.

Then is sin struck down, like an ox, and iniquity's throat
cut like a calf.

 JOHN.

And Smith the weaver-

 GEORGE.

Argo, their thread of life is spun.

 JOHN.

Come, come, let's fall in with them.

Drum. Enter CADE, DICK THE BUTCHER, SMITH

THE WEAVER, and a SAWYER, with infinite numbers

 CADE.

We John Cade, so term'd of our supposed father-

 DICK.

[Aside] Or rather, of stealing a cade of herrings.

 CADE.

For our enemies shall fall before us, inspired with the
spirit of putting down kings and princes- command silence.

 DICK.

Silence!

 CADE.

My father was a Mortimer-

 DICK.

[Aside] He was an honest man and a good bricklayer.

 CADE.

My mother a Plantagenet-

 DICK.

[Aside] I knew her well; she was a midwife.

 CADE.

My wife descended of the Lacies-

 DICK.

[Aside] She was, indeed, a pedlar's daughter, and sold many
laces.

 SMITH.

[Aside] But now of late, not able to travel with her furr'd
pack, she washes bucks here at home.

 CADE.

Therefore am I of an honourable house.

 DICK.

[Aside] Ay, by my faith, the field is honourable, and there
was he born, under a hedge, for his father had never a house but
the cage.

 CADE.

Valiant I am.

 SMITH.

[Aside] 'A must needs; for beggary is valiant.

 CADE.

I am able to endure much.

 DICK.

[Aside] No question of that; for I have seen him whipt three
market days together.

 CADE.

I fear neither sword nor fire.

 SMITH.

[Aside] He need not fear the sword, for his coat is of
proof.

 DICK.

[Aside] But methinks he should stand in fear of fire, being
burnt i' th' hand for stealing of sheep.

 CADE.

Be brave, then, for your captain is brave, and vows
reformation. There shall be in England seven halfpenny loaves
sold for a penny; the three-hoop'd pot shall have ten hoops; and
I will make it felony to drink small beer. All the realm shall be
in common, and in Cheapside shall my palfrey go to grass. And
when I am king- as king I will be

 ALL.

God save your Majesty!

 CADE.

I thank you, good people- there shall be no money; all shall
eat and drink on my score, and I will apparel them all in one
livery, that they may agree like brothers and worship me their
lord.

 DICK.

The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers.

 CADE.

Nay, that I mean to do. Is not this a lamentable thing, that
of the skin of an innocent lamb should be made parchment? That
parchment, being scribbl'd o'er, should undo a man? Some say the
bee stings; but I say 'tis the bee's wax; for I did but seal once
to a thing, and I was never mine own man since. How now! Who's
there?

Enter some, bringing in the CLERK OF CHATHAM

 SMITH.

The clerk of Chatham. He can write and read and cast
accompt.

 CADE.

O monstrous!

 SMITH.

We took him setting of boys' copies.

 CADE.

Here's a villain!

 SMITH.

Has a book in his pocket with red letters in't.

 CADE.

Nay, then he is a conjurer.

 DICK.

Nay, he can make obligations and write court-hand.

 CADE.

I am sorry for't; the man is a proper man, of mine honour;
unless I find him guilty, he shall not die. Come hither, sirrah,
I must examine thee. What is thy name?

 CLERK.

Emmanuel.

 DICK.

They use to write it on the top of letters; 'twill go hard
with you.

 CADE.

Let me alone. Dost thou use to write thy name, or hast thou a
mark to thyself, like a honest plain-dealing man?

 CLERK.

Sir, I thank God, I have been so well brought up that I can
write my name.

 ALL.

He hath confess'd. Away with him! He's a villain and a
traitor.

 CADE.

Away with him, I say! Hang him with his pen and inkhorn about
his neck

Exit one with the CLERK

Enter MICHAEL

 MICHAEL.

Where's our General?

 CADE.

Here I am, thou particular fellow.

 MICHAEL.

Fly, fly, fly! Sir Humphrey Stafford and his brother are
hard by, with the King's forces.

 CADE.

Stand, villain, stand, or I'll fell thee down. He shall be
encount'red with a man as good as himself. He is but a knight,
is 'a?

 MICHAEL.

No.

 CADE.

To equal him, I will make myself a knight presently.
[Kneels] Rise up, Sir John Mortimer. [Rises] Now have at him!

Enter SIR HUMPHREY STAFFORD and WILLIAM

his brother, with drum and soldiers

 STAFFORD.

Rebellious hinds, the filth and scum of Kent,
Mark'd for the gallows, lay your weapons down;
Home to your cottages, forsake this groom;
The King is merciful if you revolt.

 WILLIAM STAFFORD.

But angry, wrathful, and inclin'd to blood,
If you go forward; therefore yield or die.

 CADE.

As for these silken-coated slaves, I pass not;
It is to you, good people, that I speak,
O'er whom, in time to come, I hope to reign;
For I am rightful heir unto the crown.

 STAFFORD.

Villain, thy father was a plasterer;
And thou thyself a shearman, art thou not?

 CADE.

And Adam was a gardener.

 WILLIAM STAFFORD.

And what of that?

 CADE.

Marry, this: Edmund Mortimer, Earl of March,
Married the Duke of Clarence' daughter, did he not?

 STAFFORD.

Ay, sir.

 CADE.

By her he had two children at one birth.

 WILLIAM STAFFORD.

That's false.

 CADE.

Ay, there's the question; but I say 'tis true.
The elder of them being put to nurse,
Was by a beggar-woman stol'n away,
And, ignorant of his birth and parentage,
Became a bricklayer when he came to age.
His son am I; deny it if you can.

 DICK.

Nay, 'tis too true; therefore he shall be king.

 SMITH.

Sir, he made a chimney in my father's house, and the bricks
are alive at this day to testify it; therefore deny it not.

 STAFFORD.

And will you credit this base drudge's words
That speaks he knows not what?

 ALL.

Ay, marry, will we; therefore get ye gone.

 WILLIAM STAFFORD.

Jack Cade, the Duke of York hath taught you this.

 CADE.

[Aside] He lies, for I invented it myself- Go to, sirrah,
tell the King from me that for his father's sake, Henry the
Fifth, in whose time boys went to span-counter for French crowns,
I am content he shall reign; but I'll be Protector over him.

 DICK.

And furthermore, we'll have the Lord Say's head for selling
the dukedom of Maine.

 CADE.

And good reason; for thereby is England main'd and fain to go
with a staff, but that my puissance holds it up. Fellow kings, I
tell you that that Lord Say hath gelded the commonwealth and made
it an eunuch; and more than that, he can speak French, and
therefore he is a traitor.

 STAFFORD.

O gross and miserable ignorance!

 CADE.

Nay, answer if you can; the Frenchmen are our enemies. Go to,
then, I ask but this: can he that speaks with the tongue of an
enemy be a good counsellor, or no?

 ALL.

No, no; and therefore we'll have his head.

 WILLIAM STAFFORD.

Well, seeing gentle words will not prevail,
Assail them with the army of the King.

 STAFFORD.

Herald, away; and throughout every town
Proclaim them traitors that are up with Cade;
That those which fly before the battle ends
May, even in their wives'and children's sight,
Be hang'd up for example at their doors.
And you that be the King's friends, follow me.

Exeunt the TWO STAFFORDS and soldiers

 CADE.

And you that love the commons follow me.
Now show yourselves men; 'tis for liberty.
We will not leave one lord, one gentleman;
Spare none but such as go in clouted shoon,
For they are thrifty honest men and such
As would- but that they dare not- take our parts.

 DICK.

They are all in order, and march toward us.

 CADE.

But then are we in order when we are most out of order. Come,
march forward

Exeunt

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