| ACT IV SCENE II | Blackheath. | |
| | Enter GEORGE BEVIS and JOHN HOLLAND | |
| BEVIS | Come, and get thee a sword, though made of a lath; | |
| | they have been up these two days. | |
| HOLLAND | They have the more need to sleep now, then. | |
| BEVIS | I tell thee, Jack Cade the clothier means to dress | 5 |
| | the commonwealth, and turn it, and set a new nap upon it. | |
| HOLLAND | So he had need, for 'tis threadbare. Well, I say it | |
| | was never merry world in England since gentlemen came up. | |
| BEVIS | O miserable age! virtue is not regarded in handicrafts-men. | |
| HOLLAND | The nobility think scorn to go in leather aprons. | 10 |
| BEVIS | Nay, more, the king's council are no good workmen. | |
| HOLLAND | 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. | 15 |
| BEVIS | Thou hast hit it; for there's no better sign of a | |
| | brave mind than a hard hand. | |
| HOLLAND | I see them! I see them! there's Best's son, the | |
| | tanner of Wingham,-- | |
| BEVIS | He shall have the skin of our enemies, to make | 20 |
| | dog's-leather of. | |
| HOLLAND | And Dick the Butcher,-- | |
| BEVIS | Then is sin struck down like an ox, and iniquity's | |
| | throat cut like a calf. | |
| HOLLAND | And Smith the weaver,-- | 25 |
| BEVIS | Argo, their thread of life is spun. | |
| HOLLAND | Come, come, let's fall in with them. | |
| | Drum. Enter CADE, DICK the Butcher, SMITH theWeaver, and a Sawyer, with infinite numbers | |
| CADE | We John Cade, so termed of our supposed father,-- | |
| DICK | Aside | |
| CADE | For our enemies shall fall before us, inspired with | |
| | the spirit of putting down kings and princes, | 30 |
| | --Command silence. | |
| DICK | Silence! | |
| CADE | My father was a Mortimer,-- | |
| DICK | Aside | |
| | bricklayer. | |
| CADE | My mother a Plantagenet,-- | 35 |
| DICK | Aside | |
| CADE | My wife descended of the Lacies,-- | |
| DICK | Aside | |
| | sold many laces. | |
| SMITH | Aside | |
| | furred pack, she washes bucks here at home. | |
| CADE | Therefore am I of an honourable house. | |
| DICK | Aside | |
| | and there was he borne, under a hedge, for his | 40 |
| | father had never a house but the cage. | |
| CADE | Valiant I am. | |
| SMITH | Aside | |
| CADE | I am able to endure much. | |
| DICK | Aside | |
| | whipped three market-days together. | |
| CADE | I fear neither sword nor fire. | 45 |
| SMITH | Aside | |
| DICK | Aside | |
| | fire, being burnt i' the 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-hooped | |
| | pot; shall have ten hoops and I will make it felony | 50 |
| | 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; | 55 |
| | 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 | 60 |
| | thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should | |
| | be made parchment? that parchment, being scribbled | |
| | 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 | 65 |
| | since. How now! who's there? | |
| | Enter some, bringing forward 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. | 70 |
| 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 | 75 |
| | 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. | 80 |
| CADE | Let me alone. Dost thou use to write thy name? or | |
| | hast thou a mark to thyself, like an honest | |
| | plain-dealing man? | |
| CLERK | Sir, I thank God, I have been so well brought up | |
| | that I can write my name. | 85 |
| ALL | He hath confessed: away with him! he's a villain | |
| | and a traitor. | |
| CADE | Away with him, I say! hang him with his pen and | |
| | ink-horn about his neck. | |
| | Exit one with the Clerk | |
| | Enter MICHAEL | |
| MICHAEL | Where's our general? | 90 |
| 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 encountered with a man as good as himself: | 95 |
| | 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! | 100 |
| | Enter SIR HUMPHREY and WILLIAM STAFFORD, withdrum and soldiers | |
| SIR HUMPHREY | 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 inclined to blood, | 105 |
| | 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, | |
| | Over whom, in time to come, I hope to reign; | |
| | For I am rightful heir unto the crown. | 110 |
| SIR HUMPHREY | 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. | 115 |
| | Married the Duke of Clarence' daughter, did he not? | |
| SIR HUMPHREY | 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: | 120 |
| | The elder of them, being put to nurse, | |
| | Was by a beggar-woman stolen 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. | 125 |
| 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. | |
| SIR HUMPHREY | And will you credit this base drudge's words, | 130 |
| | 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 | |
| | Go to, sirrah, tell the king from me, that, for his | |
| | father's sake, Henry the Fifth, in whose time boys | 135 |
| | went to span-counter for French crowns, I am content | |
| | he shall reign; but I'll be protector over him. | |
| DICK | And furthermore, well have the Lord Say's head for | |
| | selling the dukedom of Maine. | |
| CADE | And good reason; for thereby is England mained, and | 140 |
| | 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. | 145 |
| SIR HUMPHREY | 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? | 150 |
| 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. | |
| SIR HUMPHREY | Herald, away; and throughout every town | |
| | Proclaim them traitors that are up with Cade; | 155 |
| | 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 WILLIAM STAFFORD and SIR HUMPHREY, and soldiers | |
| CADE | And you that love the commons, follow me. | 160 |
| | 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. | 165 |
| 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 | |