Henry VI, Part 2 (Folio 1, 1623)
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The second Part of Henry the Sixt.
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Enter George, with the Lord Say.
¶Ah thou Say, thou Surge, nay thou Buckram Lord, now
2660art thou within point-blanke of our Iurisdiction Regall.
¶the Realme, in erecting a Grammar Schoole: and where-
¶as before, our Fore-fathers had no other Bookes but the
2670and contrary to the King, his Crowne, and Dignity, thou
¶hast built a Paper-Mill. It will be prooued to thy Face,
¶Nowne and a Verbe, and such abhominable wordes, as
2675ted Iustices of Peace, to call poore men before them, a-
¶bout matters they were not able to answer. Moreouer,
¶reade, thou hast hang'd them, when (indeede) onely for
¶Say. What of that?
¶and Doublets.
¶ample, that am a butcher.
¶Say. You men of Kent.
¶Say. Nothing but this: 'Tis bona terra, mala gens.
¶tine.
¶will:
¶Kent, in the Commentaries Cæsar writ,
¶Sweet is the Covntry, because full of Riches,
¶The People Liberall, Valiant, Actiue, Wealthy,
¶Which makes me hope you are not void of pitty.
2700Yet to recouer them would loose my life:
¶Iustice with fauour haue I alwayes done,
¶Prayres and Teares haue mou'd me, Gifts could neuer.
¶When haue I ought exacted at your hands?
¶Kent to maintaine, the King, the Realme and you,
2705Large gifts haue I bestow'd on learned Clearkes,
¶Because my Booke preferr'd me to the King.
¶Knowledge the Wing wherewith we flye to heauen.
2710You cannot but forbeare to murther me:
¶This Tongue hath parlied vnto Forraigne Kings
¶For your behoofe.
¶Folkes?
¶Cade. Giue him a box o'th' eare, and that wil make 'em
2720red againe.
¶of hatchet.
¶a pole, or no: Take him away, and behead him.
¶Haue I affected wealth, or honor? Speake.
¶Are my Chests fill'd vp with extorted Gold?
¶Is my Apparrell sumptuous to behold?
¶Whom haue I iniur'd, that ye seeke my death?
¶This breast from harbouring foule deceitfull thoughts.
¶O let me liue.
2740well for his life. Away with him, he ha's a Familiar vn-
¶der his Tongue, he speakes not a Gods name. Goe, take
¶breake into his Sonne in Lawes house, Sir Iames Cromer,
¶and strike off his head, and bring them both vppon two
2745poles hither.
¶Say. Ah Countrimen: If when you make your prair's,
¶How would it fare with your departed soules,
2750And therefore yet relent, and saue my life.
¶Cade. Away with him, and do as I command ye: the
2755head ere they haue it: Men shall hold of mee in Capite.
¶And we charge and command, that their wiues be as free
¶as heart can wish, or tongue can tell.
¶Dicke. My Lord,
2760ties vpon our billes?
¶All. O braue.
¶
Enter one with the heads.
¶Cade. But is not this brauer:
¶When they were aliue. Now part them againe,
¶Of some more Townes in France. Soldiers,
¶Deferre the spoile of the Citie vntill night:
¶Will we ride through the streets, & at euery Corner
Exit
¶
Alarum, and Retreat. Enter againe Cade,
¶
and all his rabblement.
¶kill and knocke downe, throw them into Thames:
¶
Sound a parley.
¶What noise is this I heare?
2780When I command them kill?
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