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'Unto the commons whom thou hast misled;
And here pronounce free pardon to them all,
That will forsake thee, and go home in peace.
Cliff. What say ye, countrymen? will
And yield to mercy, whilst 'tis offered you;
'Or let a rabble lead you to your deaths?

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ye relent,

Who loves the king, and will embrace his pardon,
Fling up his cap, and say-God save his majesty!
Who hateth him, and honors not his father,

Henry the Fifth, that made all, France to quake,
Shake he his weapon at us, and pass by.

All. God save the king! God save the king! 'Cade. What, Buckingham, and Clifford, are ye so 'brave?-And you, base peasants, do ye believe him? Will you needs be hanged with your pardons about " your necks? Hath my sword therefore broke through 'London gates, that you should leave me at the White Hart in Southwark? I thought ye would never have 'given out these arms, till you had recovered your an'cient freedom; but you are all recreants, and das'tards; and delight to live in slavery to the nobility. 'Let them break your backs with burdens, take your houses over your heads, ravish your wives and daugh'ters before your faces. For me,-I will make shift for one; and so-God's curse 'light upon you all! All. We'll follow Cade, we'll follow Cade.

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Clif. Is Cade the son of Henry the Fifth,
That thus you do exclaim-you'll go with him?
Will he conduct you through the heart of France,
And make the meanest of you earls and dukes?
Alas, he hath no home, no place to fly to;
Nor knows he how to live, but by the spoil,
Unless by robbing of your friends, and us.
'Wer't not a shame, that whilst you live at jar,
The fearful French, whom you late vanquished,
Should make a start o'er seas, and vanquish you?
Methinks already, in this civil broil,

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I see them lording it in London streets,

Crying-Villageois! unto all they meet.

'Better ten thousand base-born Cades miscarry,

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Than you should stoop unto a Frenchman's mercy.
To France, to France, and get what you have lost;
Spare England, for it is your native coast.

Henry hath money; you are strong and manly;
God on our side, doubt not of victory.

All. A Clifford! a Clifford! We'll follow the king, ' and Clifford.

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'Cade. Was ever feather so lightly blown to and fro, as this multitude? The name of Henry the Fifth hales them to a hundred mischiefs, and makes ' them leave me desolate. I see them lay their heads together, to surprise me; my sword make way for me, for here is no staying.-In despite of the 'devils and hell, have through the very midst of you! 'And Heavens and honor be witness, that no want of ' resolution in me, but only my followers' base and ig' nominious treasons, makes me betake me to my heels. [Exit. 'Buck. What, is he fled? Go, some, and follow him; 'And he that brings his head unto the king, 'Shall have a thousand crowns for his reward.

[Exeunt some of them.

'Follow me, soldiers; we'll devise a mean To reconcile you all unto the king.

[Exeunt

SCENE IX. Kenelworth Castle.

Enter KING HENRY, QUEEN MARGARET, and Somerset, on the terrace of the castle.

*K. Hen. Was ever king that joyed an earthly throne, *And could command no more content than I?

* No sooner was I crept out of my cradle,

* But I was made a king, at nine months old.'

1 So all the historians agree; and yet in Part I. Act iii. Sc. 4, king Henry is made to say:—

"I do remember how my father said,❞—

a plain proof that the whole of that play was not written by the same hand as this.

* Was never subject longed to be a king, * As I do long and wish to be a subject.

Enter BUCKINGHAM and Clifford.

* Buck. Health, and glad tidings, to your majesty! *K. Hen. Why, Buckingham, is the traitor, Cade, surprised?

*Or is he but retired to make him strong?

Enter, below, a great number of CADE's Followers, with halters about their necks.

'Clif. He's fled, my lord, and all his powers do yield;

And humbly thus, with halters on their necks,
Expect your highness' doom, of life, or death.

K. Hen. Then, Heaven, set ope thy everlasting
gates,

To entertain my vows of thanks and praise!—

'Soldiers, this day have you redeemed your lives,

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And showed how well you love your prince and

country.

'Continue still in this so good a mind,
'And Henry, though he be infortunate,
'Assure yourselves, will never be unkind.
And so, with thanks, and pardon to you all,
'I do dismiss you to your several countries.
All. God save the king! God save the king!

Enter a Messenger.

*Mess. Please it your grace to be advertised, *The duke of York is newly come from Ireland; * And with a puissant and a mighty power, * Of Gallowglasses,' and stout Kernes,

*Is marching hitherward in proud array;

1 "The Galloglasse useth a kind of pole-axe for his weapon. These men are grim of countenance, tall of stature, big of limme, lusty of body, well and strongly timbered."-Stanihurst's Descript. of Ireland, c. viii. f. 21

*And still proclaimeth, as he comes along, * His arms are only to remove from thee

'The duke of Somerset, whom he terms a traitor. * K. Hen. Thus stands my state 'twixt Cade and York distressed;

* Like to a ship, that, having scaped a tempest, *Is straightway calmed1 and boarded with a pirate ; * But now 2 is Cade driven back, his men dispersed; *And now is York in arms to second him.—

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I pray thee, Buckingham, go forth and meet him; *And ask him, what's the reason of these arms. * Tell him, I'll send duke Edmund to the Tower ;* And, Somerset, we will commit thee thither, * Until his army be dismissed from him.

* Som. My lord,

*I'll yield myself to prison willingly,

* Or unto death, to do my country good.

*K. Hen. In any case, be not too rough in terms; * For he is fierce, and cannot brook hard language. * Buck. I will, my lord; and doubt not so to deal, *As all things shall redound unto your good.

*K. Hen. Come, wife, let's in, and learn to govern

better;

*For yet may England curse my wretched_reign. [Exeunt.

SCENE X. Kent. Iden's Garden.3

Enter CADE.

*Cade. Fie on ambition! fie on myself; that * have a sword, and yet am ready to famish! These

1 The first folio reads calme; which may be right. The second folio printed by mistake claimed; and the third folio calmed. This reading has been adopted as most perspicuous, and because in Othello we have:-must be bc-lee'd and calmed."

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2 But is here not adversative. "It was only just now (says Henry), that Cade and his followers were routed."

3 "A gentleman of Kent, named Alexander Eden, awaited so his time, that he tooke the said Cade in a garden in Sussex, so that there he was slaine at Hothfield," &c.-Holinshed, p. 635. "This Iden was, in fact, the new sheriff of Kent, who had followed Cade from Rochester."-William of Wyrcester, p. 472.

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*five days have I hid me in these woods; and durst not peep out, for all the country is layed for me; but *now am I so hungry, that if I might have a lease of my life for a thousand years, I could stay no longer. * Wherefore, on a brick-wall have I climbed into this garden; to see if I can eat grass, or pick a sallet *another while, which is not amiss to cool a man's *stomach this hot weather. And, I think, this word * sallet was born to do me good; for, many a time, but *for a sallet, my brain-pan had been cleft with a * brown bill; and, many a time, when I have been dry, *and bravely marching, it hath served me instead of a quart-pot to drink in; and now the word sallet must * serve me to feed on.

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Enter IDEN, with Servants.

Iden. Lord, who would live turmoiled in the court, And may enjoy such quiet walks as these? This small inheritance, my father left me, 'Contenteth me, and is worth a monarchy. 'I seek not to wax great by others' waning; "Or gather wealth, I care not with what envy; 'Sufficeth, that I have maintains my state,

And sends the poor well pleased from my gate.

• Cade. Here's the lord of the soil come to seize me for a stray, for entering his fee-simple without leave. • Ah, villain, thou wilt betray me, and get a thousand crowns of the king for carrying my head to him; but 'I'll make thee eat iron like an ostrich, and swallow my 'sword like a great pin, ere thou and I part.

• Iden. Why, rude companion, whatsoe'er thou be, 'I know thee not. Why then should I betray thee? 'Is't not enough to break into my garden,

• And, like a thief, to come to rob my grounds,
Climbing my walls in spite of me the owner,
But thou wilt brave me with these saucy terms?
Cade. Brave thee? ay, by the best blood that ever

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