needs be hang'd with your pardons about your necks? hath my sword therefore broke through London' gates, that you should leave me at the White-bart in Southwark? I thought, you never would have given out these arms, till you had recover'd your ancient Freedom, but you are all recreants and daftards, and delight to live in flavery to the Nobility. Let them break your backs with burthens, take your houses over your heads, ravish your wives and daughters before your faces. For me, I will make shift for one, and fo God's curfe 'light upon you all! All. We'll follow Cade, we'll follow Cade. That thus you do exclaim, you'll go with him? I fee them lording it in London ftreets, Henry hath money, you are ftrong and manly; God on our fide doubt not of victory. Henry bath money.] Dr. Warburton reads, Henry bath mercy, but he does not feem to have attended to the speaker's drift, which is to lure them from their prefent defign by the hope of French plunder. He bids them spare England, and go to France, and encourages them by telling them that all is ready for their expedition; that they have ftrength, and the king has money. All. All. A Clifford a Clifford! we'll follow the King and Clifford. Cade. Was ever feather fo lightly blown to and fro, as this multitude? The Name of Henry the fifth hales them to an hundred mifchiefs, and makes them leave me defolate. I fee them lay their heads together to furprize me. My fword make way for me, for here is no ftaying; in defpight of the devils and hell, have through the very midft of you; and heavens and honour be witness, that no want of refolution in me, but only my followers bafe and ignominious treafons, make me betake me to my heels. [Exit. Buck. What, is he fled? go fome, and follow him. And he that brings his head unto the King, Shall have a thoufand crowns for his reward. [Exeunt fome of them. Follow me, foldiers; we'll devife a mean To reconcile you all unto the King, SCENE VIII. The Palace at Killingworth. [Exeunt. Sound trumpets. Enter King Henry, Queen Margaret, and Somerfet on the Terras. K. Henry. W AS ever King that joy'd an earthly And could command no more content than I? Enter Buckingham and Clifford. Buck. Health, and glad tidings to his Majefty! furpriz'd? Or Or is he but retir'd to make him strong? Enter multitudes with balters about their necks. Clif. He's fled, my Lord, and all his pow'rs do yield, And humbly thus with halters on their necks Expect your highnefs doom of life or death. K. Henry. Then, heaven fet ope thy everlafting gates, To entertain my vows of thanks and praife. Soldiers, this day have you redeem'd your lives, Enter Mefenger. Mef. Please it your Grace to be advertised, The Duke of Somerfet, whom he terms a traitor. K. Henry. Thus ftands my ftate, 'twixt Cade and York diftreft; Like to a fhip, that, having 'fcap'd a tempeft, 2 Is Araitway claim'd and boarded with a pyrate.] So the Editions read; and one would think it plain enough; alluding VOL. V. But But now is Cade driv'n back, his men difpers'd, I pray thee, Buckingham, go and meet with him, Som. My Lord, I'll yield myself to prifon willingly, Or unto death, to do my country good. K. Henry. In any cafe be not too rough in terms, For he is fierce and cannot brook hard language. Buck. I will, my Lord; and doubt not fo to deal, As all things fhall redound unto your Good. K. Henry. Come, wife, let's in, and learn to govern better, For yet may England curfe my wretched Reign. Cade. F SCENE IX. A Garden in Kent. Enter Jack Cade. [Exeunt. AIE on ambitions; fy on myself, that have a fword, and yet am ready to famifh. Thefe five days have I hid me in these woods and durft not peep out, for all the country is laid for me; but now am I fo hungry, that if I might have a leafe of my life for a thousand years, I could ftay no longer; where cy. But fee what it is to be critical; Mr. Theobald fays, claim'd fhould be calm'd, becaufe a calm frequently fucceeds a tempeft. It may be fo; but not here, if the King's word may be taken: who exprefly fays, that no fooner was Cade driven back, but York appear'd in arms, But now is Cade driv'n back, his men difpers'd; And now is York in arms to second him WARBURTON. fore fore on a brick-wall have I climb'd into this garden to fee if I can eat grafs, or pick a failet another while, which is not amils to cool a man's ftomach this hot weather. And, I think, this word fallet was born to do me good; for many a time, but for a fallet my brain-pan had been cleft with a brown bill; and many a time when I have been dry, and bravely marching, it hath ferv'd me inftead of a quart pot to drink in; and now the word fallet muft ferve me to feed on Enter Iden. Iden. Lord! who would live turmoiled in the Court, And may enjoy fuch quiet walks as these? This fmall inheritance my father left me, Contenteth me, and's worth a monarchy. 1 feek not to wax great by others' waining, Or gather wealth, I care not with what envy ; Sufficeth that I have maintains my state, And fends the poor well pleafed from my gate. Cade. Here's the Lord of the foil come to feize me for a ftray, for entring his fee-fimple without leave. Ah villain, thou wilt betray me and get a thousand crowns of the King by carrying my head to him; but I'll make thee eat iron like an oftridge, and fwallow my fword like a great pin, ere thou and I part. Iden. Why, rude companion, whatfoe'r thou be, I Cade. Brave thee? by the best blood that ever was broach'd, and beard thee too. Look on me well, have eat no meat thefe five days, yet come thou and 3 but for a fallet, my brain-pan, &c.] A fallet by corruption from calata, a helmet, (fays Skinner) quia galea calate fuerunt. Pope. H 2 thy |