Like to a ship, that, having 'scap'd a tempest, I pray thee, Buckingham, go forth and meet him; Som. My lord, I'll yield myself to prison willingly, K.Hen. In any case, be not too rough in terms; K.Hen. Come, wife, let's in, and learn to govern better; For yet may England curse my wretched reign. [Exe. SCENE X. Kent. IDEN's Garden. Enter CABE. Cade. Fye on ambition! fye on myself; that have a sword, and yet am ready to famish! These five days have I hid me in these woods; and durst not peep out, for all the country is lay'd 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-pan3 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. Enter IDEN, with Servants. Iden. Lord, who could live turmoiled in the court, And may enjoy such quiet walks as these? [5] A corruption from the French salut, taken, I suppose, from the scriptural phrase, the helmet of salvation. Brain-pan, for skull, occurs, I think, in Wickliff's translation of Judges xix, 53. WHALLEY. This small inheritance, my father left me, 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. lden. Why, rude companion, whatsoe'er thou be, Cade. Brave thee? ay, by the best blood that ever was broached, and beard thee too. Look on me well: I have eat no meat these five days; yet, come thou and thy five men, and if I do not leave you all as dead as a door nail, I pray God, I may never eat grass more. Iden. Nay, it shall ne'er be said, while England stands, That Alexander Iden, an esquire of Kent, Took odds to combat a poor famish'd man. Oppose thy stedfast-gazing eyes to mine, See if thou canst outface me with thy looks. Set limb to limb, and thou art far the lesser ; Thy hand is but a finger to my fist; Thy leg a stick, compared with this truncheon; Thy grave is digg'd already in the earth. As for more words, whose greatness answers words," Let this my sword report what speech forbears. Cade. By my valour, the most complete champion that ever I heard.-Steel, if thou turn the edge, or cut not the burly-boned clown in chines of beef, ere thou sleep in thy sheath, I beseech God on my knees, thou mayest be turned to hobnails. [They fight. CADE falls.] O, I am slain! famine, and no other,hath slain me : let ten [6] For more words, whose pomp and tumour may answer words, and only words, I shall forbear them, and refer the rest to my sword. JOHNS... thousand devils come against me, and give me but the ten meals I have lost, and I'd defy them all. Wither, garden; and be henceforth a burying-place to all that do dwell in this house, because the unconquered soul of Cade is fled. Iden.Is't Cade that I have slain, that monstrous traitor? Sword, I will hallow thee for this thy deed, And hang thee o'er my tomb, when I am dead: Cade. Iden, farewell; and be proud of thy victory: [Exit, dragging out the body. ACT V. SCENE 1-The same. Fields between heath. The King's Camp on one side. Dartford and Black- YORK attended, with Drum and Colours: his Forces at some distance. York. FROM Ireland thus comes York, to claim his right, Ah, sancta majestas! who would not buy thee dear? JOHNS. [5] That is in supposing that I am proud of my victory. [6] Not to dwell upon the wickedness of this horrid wish, with which Iden debases his character, the whole speech is wild and confused. To draw a man by the heels, headlong is somewhat difficult; nor can I discover how the dunghill would be his grave, if his trunk were left to be fed upon by crows. These I conceive not to be the faults of corruption bus negligence, and therefore do not attempt correction. JOHNS. Let them obey, that know not how to rule; On which I'll toss the flower-de-luce of France. Whom have we here? Buckingham, to disturb me? Buck. York, if thou meanest well, I greet thee well. York. Humphrey of Buckingham, I accept thy greeting. Art thou a messenger, or come of pleasure? Buck. A messenger from Henry, our dread liege, On sheep or oxen could I spend my fury! More like a king, more kingly in my thoughts: Aside. Buck. That is too much presumption on thy part : But if thy arms be to no other end, The king hath yielded unto thy demand; The duke of Somerset is in the Tower. York. Upon thine honour, is he prisoner? York. Then, Buckingham, I do dismiss my powers.Soldiers, I thank you all; disperse yourselves; [7] I read :-A sceptre shall it have, have I a sword. York observes that his hand must be employed with a sword or scepter; he then naturally observes, that he has a sword, and resolves that, if he has a sword, he will have a scepter. JOHNS. Meet me to-morrow in Saint George's field, Lands, goods, horse, armour, any thing I have Buck. York, I commend this kind submission: We twain will go into his highness' tent. Enter King HENRY, attended. K.Hen. Buckingham, doth York intend no harm to us, That thus he marcheth with thee arm in arm ? York. In all submission and humility, York doth present himself unto your highness. K.Hen. Then what intend these forces thou dost bring? York. To heave the traitor Somerset from hence; And fight against that monstrous rebel, Cade, Who since I heard to be discomfited. Enter IDEN, with CADE's Head. Iden. If one so rude, and of so mean condition, Lo, I present your grace a traitor's head, K.Hen. The head of Cade?-Great God, how just art thou! O, let me view his visage being dead, That living wrought me such exceeding trouble. K.Hen. How art thou call'd? and what is thy degree? A poor esquire of Kent, that loves his king. Buck. So please it you, my lord, 'twere not amiss He were created knight for his good service. K.Hen.Iden, kneel down; [He kneels.]Rise up a knight. We give thee for reward a thousand marks; And will, that thou henceforth attend on us. And never live but true unto his liege? K.Hen. See, Buckingham! Somerset comes with the queen ;. Go, bid her hide him quickly from the duke. |