| ACT IV SCENE VII | London. Smithfield. | |
| | Alarums. MATTHEW GOFFE is slain, and all the rest.Then enter CADE, with his company | |
| CADE | So, sirs: now go some and pull down the Savoy; | |
| | others to the inns of court; down with them all. | |
| DICK | I have a suit unto your lordship. | |
| CADE | Be it a lordship, thou shalt have it for that word. | 5 |
| DICK | Only that the laws of England may come out of your mouth. | |
| HOLLAND | Aside | |
| | thrust in the mouth with a spear, and 'tis not whole | |
| | yet. | |
| SMITH | Aside | |
| | breath stinks with eating toasted cheese. | |
| CADE | I have thought upon it, it shall be so. Away, burn | 10 |
| | all the records of the realm: my mouth shall be | |
| | the parliament of England. | |
| HOLLAND | Aside | |
| | unless his teeth be pulled out. | |
| CADE | And henceforward all things shall be in common. | |
| | Enter a Messenger | |
| Messenger | My lord, a prize, a prize! here's the Lord Say, | 15 |
| | which sold the towns in France; he that made us pay | |
| | one and twenty fifteens, and one shilling to the | |
| | pound, the last subsidy. | |
| | Enter BEVIS, with Lord SAY | |
| CADE | Well, he shall be beheaded for it ten times. Ah, | |
| | thou say, thou serge, nay, thou buckram lord! now | 20 |
| | art thou within point-blank of our jurisdiction | |
| | regal. What canst thou answer to my majesty for | |
| | giving up of Normandy unto Mounsieur Basimecu, the | |
| | dauphin of France? Be it known unto thee by these | |
| | presence, even the presence of Lord Mortimer, that I | 25 |
| | am the besom that must sweep the court clean of such | |
| | filth as thou art. Thou hast most traitorously | |
| | corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a | |
| | grammar school; and whereas, before, our forefathers | |
| | had no other books but the score and the tally, thou | 30 |
| | hast caused printing to be used, and, contrary to | |
| | the king, his crown and dignity, thou hast built a | |
| | paper-mill. It will be proved to thy face that thou | |
| | hast men about thee that usually talk of a noun and | |
| | a verb, and such abominable words as no Christian | 35 |
| | ear can endure to hear. Thou hast appointed | |
| | justices of peace, to call poor men before them | |
| | about matters they were not able to answer. | |
| | Moreover, thou hast put them in prison; and because | |
| | they could not read, thou hast hanged them; when, | 40 |
| | indeed, only for that cause they have been most | |
| | worthy to live. Thou dost ride in a foot-cloth, dost 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 | 45 |
| | 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? | 50 |
| SAY | Nothing but this; 'tis 'bona terra, mala gens.' | |
| CADE | Away with him, away with him! he speaks Latin. | |
| SAY | Hear me but speak, and bear me where you will. | |
| | Kent, in the Commentaries Caesar writ, | |
| | Is term'd the civil'st place of this isle: | 55 |
| | 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. | 60 |
| | Justice with favour have I always done; | |
| | Prayers and tears have moved me, gifts could never. | |
| | When have I aught exacted at your hands, | |
| | But to maintain the king, the realm and you? | |
| | Large gifts have I bestow'd on learned clerks, | 65 |
| | Because my book preferr'd me to the king, | |
| | And seeing ignorance is the curse of God, | |
| | Knowledge the wing wherewith we fly to heaven, | |
| | Unless you be possess'd with devilish spirits, | |
| | You cannot but forbear to murder me: | 70 |
| | This tongue hath parley'd 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 struck | |
| | Those that I never saw and struck them dead. | 75 |
| BEVIS | O monstrous coward! what, to come behind folks? | |
| SAY | These cheeks are pale for watching for your good. | |
| CADE | Give him a box o' the ear and that will make 'em red again. | |
| SAY | Long sitting to determine poor men's causes | |
| | Hath made me full of sickness and diseases. | 80 |
| CADE | Ye shall have a hempen caudle, then, and the help of hatchet. | |
| DICK | Why dost thou quiver, man? | |
| SAY | The palsy, and not fear, provokes me. | |
| CADE | Nay, he nods at us, as who should say, I'll be even | |
| | with you: I'll see if his head will stand steadier | 85 |
| | on a pole, or no. Take him away, and behead him. | |
| SAY | Tell me wherein have I offended most? | |
| | Have I affected wealth or honour? speak. | |
| | Are my chests fill'd up with extorted gold? | |
| | Is my apparel sumptuous to behold? | 90 |
| | Whom have I injured, that ye seek my death? | |
| | These hands are free from guiltless bloodshedding, | |
| | This breast from harbouring foul deceitful thoughts. | |
| | O, let me live! | |
| CADE | Aside | |
| | but I'll bridle it: he shall die, an it be but for | 95 |
| | pleading so well for his life. Away with him! he | |
| | has a familiar under his tongue; he speaks not o' | |
| | God's name. Go, take him away, I say, and strike | |
| | off his head presently; and then break into his | |
| | son-in-law's house, Sir James Cromer, and strike off | 100 |
| | his head, and bring them both upon two poles hither. | |
| ALL | It shall be done. | |
| SAY | Ah, countrymen! if when you make your prayers, | |
| | God should be so obdurate as yourselves, | |
| | How would it fare with your departed souls? | 105 |
| | And therefore yet relent, and save my life. | |
| CADE | Away with him! and do as I command ye. | |
| | Exeunt some with Lord SAY | |
| | The proudest peer in the realm shall not wear a head | |
| | on his shoulders, unless he pay me tribute; there | |
| | shall not a maid be married, but she shall pay to me | 110 |
| | her maidenhead ere they have it: men shall hold of | |
| | me in capite; and we charge and command that their | |
| | wives be as free as heart can wish or tongue can tell. | |
| DICK | My lord, when shall we go to Cheapside and take up | |
| | commodities upon our bills? | 115 |
| CADE | Marry, presently. | |
| ALL | O, brave! | |
| | Re-enter one with the heads | |
| CADE | But is not this braver? Let them kiss one another, | |
| | for they loved well when they were alive. Now part | |
| | them again, lest they consult about the giving up of | 120 |
| | some more towns in France. Soldiers, defer the | |
| | spoil of the city until night: for with these borne | |
| | before us, instead of maces, will we ride through | |
| | the streets, and at every corner have them kiss. Away! | |
| | Exeunt | |