| ACT IV SCENE VI | London. Cannon Street. | |
| | Enter CADE and the rest, and strikes his staff onLondon-stone | |
| CADE | Now is Mortimer lord of this city. And here, sitting | |
| | upon London-stone, I charge and command that, of the | |
| | city's cost, the pissing-conduit run nothing but | |
| | claret wine this first year of our reign. And now | 5 |
| | henceforward it shall be treason for any that calls | |
| | me other than Lord Mortimer. | |
| | Enter a Soldier, running | |
| Soldier | Jack Cade! Jack Cade! | |
| CADE | Knock him down there. | |
| | They kill him | |
| SMITH | If this fellow be wise, he'll never call ye Jack | 10 |
| | Cade more: I think he hath a very fair warning. | |
| DICK | My lord, there's an army gathered together in | |
| | Smithfield. | |
| CADE | Come, then, let's go fight with them; but first, go | |
| | and set London bridge on fire; and, if you can, burn | 15 |
| | down the Tower too. Come, let's away. | |
| | Exeunt | |
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