The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 5 of 9]Shakespeare, William
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The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 5 of 9]
Shakespeare, William
English drama
_Cade._ Now is Mortimer lord of this city. And here, [bdf001]
sitting upon London-stone, I charge and command that, of
the city’s cost, the pissing-conduit run nothing but claret
wine this first year of our reign. And now henceforward [bdf004]
it shall be treason for any that calls me other than Lord ·bdf005·
Mortimer.
_Enter a_ Soldier, _running_.
_Sold._ Jack Cade! Jack Cade!
_Cade._ Knock him down there. [_They kill him._
_Smith._ If this fellow be wise, he’ll never call ye Jack [bdf009]
Cade more: I think he hath a very fair warning. ·bdf010·
_Dick._ My lord, there’s an army gathered together in
Smithfield.
_Cade._ Come, then, let’s go fight with them: but first, [bdf013]
go and set London bridge on fire; and, if you can, burn
down the Tower too. Come, let’s away. [_Exeunt._ [bdf015]
SCENE VII. _London. Smithfield_.
_Alarums._ MATTHEW GOFFE _is slain, and all the rest. Then enter_
JACK CADE, _with his company_.
_Cade._ So, sirs: now go some and pull down the Savoy; [bdg001]
others to the inns of court; down with them all. [bdg002]
_Dick._ I have a suit unto your lordship.
_Cade._ Be it a lordship, thou shalt have it for that word.
_Dick._ Only that the laws of England may come out ·bdg005·
of your mouth.
_Holl._ [_Aside_] Mass, ’twill be sore law, then; for he was [bdg007]
thrust in the mouth with a spear, and ’tis not whole yet.
_Smith._ [_Aside_] Nay, John, it will be stinking law; for
his breath stinks with eating toasted cheese. [bdg010]
_Cade._ I have thought upon it, it shall be so. Away,
burn all the records of the realm: my mouth shall be the
parliament of England.
_Holl._ [_Aside_] Then we are like to have biting statutes, [bdg014]
unless his teeth be pulled out. ·bdg015·
_Cade._ And henceforward all things shall be in common.
_Enter a_ Messenger.
_Mess._ My lord, a prize, a prize! here’s the Lord Say, [bdg017]
which sold the towns in France; he that made us pay one and [bdg018]
twenty fifteens, and one shilling to the pound, the last
subsidy. [bdg019]
_Enter_ GEORGE BEVIS, _with the_ LORD SAY.
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