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Henry VI, Part 2 (Folio 1, 1623)
The second Part of Henry the Sixt.143
2905Enter Cade.
2909the Country is laid for me: but now am I so hungry, that
2911could stay no longer. Wherefore on a Bricke wall haue
2913picke a Sallet another while, which is not amisse to coole
2914a mans stomacke this hot weather: and I think this word
2915Sallet was borne to do me good: for many a time but for
2916a Sallet, my braine-pan had bene cleft with a brown Bill;
2917and many a time when I haue beene dry, & brauely mar-
2920Enter Iden.
2921Iden. Lord, who would liue turmoyled in the Court,
2923This small inheritance my Father left me,
2924Contenteth me, and worth a Monarchy.
2925I seeke not to waxe great by others warning,
2926Or gather wealth I care not with what enuy:
2931Villaine, thou wilt betray me, and get a 1000. Crownes
2932of the King by carrying my head to him, but Ile make
2934like a great pin ere thou and I part.
2936I know thee not, why then should I betray thee?
2937Is't not enough to breake into my Garden,
2938And like a Theefe to come to rob my grounds:
2939Climbing my walles inspight of me the Owner,
2942broach'd, and beard thee to. Looke on mee well, I haue
2944fiue men, and if I doe not leaue you all as dead as a doore
2945naile, I pray God I may neuer eate grasse more.
2947That Alexander Iden an Esquire of Kent,
2948Tooke oddes to combate a poore famisht man.
2950See if thou canst out-face me with thy lookes:
2951Set limbe to limbe, and thou art farre the lesser:
2953Thy legge a sticke compared with this Truncheon,
2955And if mine arme be heaued in the Ayre,
2956Thy graue is digg'd already in the earth:
2960on that euer I heard. Steele, if thou turne the edge, or
2961cut not out the burly bon'd Clowne in chines of Beefe,
2963thou mayst be turn'd to Hobnailes.
2964Heere they Fight.
2968Garden, and be henceforth a burying place to all that do
2970Cade is fled.
2972Sword, I will hallow thee for this thy deede,
2973And hang thee o're my Tombe, when I am dead.
2974Ne're shall this blood be wiped from thy point,
2975But thou shalt weare it as a Heralds coate,
2976To emblaze the Honor that thy Master got.
2979the World to be Cowards: For I that neuer feared any,
2982Die damned Wretch, the curse of her that bare thee:
2985Hence will I dragge thee headlong by the heeles
2986Vnto a dunghill, which shall be thy graue,
2988Which I will beare in triumph to the King,
2989Leauing thy trunke for Crowes to feed vpon. Exit.
2990Enter Yorke, and his Army of Irish, with
2991Drum and Colours.
2992Yor. From Ireland thus comes York to claim his right,
2993And plucke the Crowne from feeble Henries head.
2994Ring Belles alowd, burne Bonfires cleare and bright
2995To entertaine great Englands lawfull King.
2997Let them obey, that knowes not how to Rule.
2998This hand was made to handle nought but Gold.
2999I cannot giue due action to my words,
3000Except a Sword or Scepter ballance it.
3002On which Ile tosse the Fleure-de-Luce of France.
3003Enter Buckingham.
3004Whom haue we heere? Buckingham to disturbe me?
3007Yor. Humfrey of Buckingham, I accept thy greeting.
3011Or why, thou being a Subiect, as I am,
3014Or dare to bring thy Force so neere the Court?
3016Oh I could hew vp Rockes, and fight with Flint,
3018And now like Aiax Telamonius,
3019On Sheepe or Oxen could I spend my furie.
3020I am farre better borne then is the king:
3021More like a King, more Kingly in my thoughts.
3022But I must make faire weather yet a while,
3023Till Henry be more weake, and I more strong.
3024Buckingham, I prethee pardon me,
3025That I haue giuen no answer all this while:
3026My minde was troubled with deepe Melancholly.
3027The cause why I haue brought this Armie hither,
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