_King._ Thus stands my state, ’twixt Cade and York distress’d; Like to a ship that, having ’scaped a tempest Is straightway calm’d and boarded with a pirate:   [bdi033] But now is Cade driven back, his men dispersed;   [bdi034] And now is York in arms to second him.   ·bdi035· I pray thee, Buckingham, go and meet him,   [bdi036] 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 hither, Until his army be dismiss’d from him.   ·bdi040· _Som._ My lord, I’ll yield myself to prison willingly, Or unto death, to do my country good. _King._ In any case, be not too rough in terms; For he is fierce and cannot brook hard language.   ·bdi045· _Buck._ I will, my lord; and doubt not so to deal As all things shall redound unto your good. _King._ Come, wife, let’s in, and learn to govern better; For yet may England curse my wretched reign.   [bdi049] [_Flourish. Exeunt._ SCENE X. _Kent. Iden’s garden_. _Enter_ CADE. _Cade._ Fie on ambition! fie on myself, that have a   [bdj001] 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   [bdj003] country is laid for me; but now am I so hungry that if I   [bdj004] might have a lease of my life for a thousand years I could   ·bdj005· stay no longer. Wherefore, on a brick wall have I climbed   [bdj006] 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 [bdj010] had been cleft with a brown bill; and many a time, when I have been dry and bravely marching, it hath served   [bdj012] me instead of a quart pot to drink in; and now the word ‘sallet’ must serve me to feed on.   [bdj014] _Enter_ IDEN. _Iden._ Lord, who would live turmoiled in the court,   ·bdj015· And may enjoy such quiet walks as these? This small inheritance my father left me Contenteth me, and worth a monarchy.   [bdj018] I seek not to wax great by others’ waning,   [bdj019] Or gather wealth, I care not, with what envy:   ·bdj020· 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   [bdj023] a stray, for entering his fee-simple without leave. Ah,   [bdj024] villain, thou wilt betray me, and get a thousand crowns of   [bdj025] the king by 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?   ·bdj030· 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?   [bdj034]