There shall not a noble man weare a head on his shoulders, But he shall paie me tribute for it. Nor there shal not a mayd be married, but he shal fee to me for her. Maydenhead or else, ile haue it my selfe, ·dar065· Marry I will that married men shall hold of me in capitie, [dar066] And that their wiues shalbe as free as hart can thinke, or toong can (tell. Enter _Robin_. _Robin._ O Captaine, London bridge is a fire. _Cade._ Runne to Billingsgate, and fetche pitch and flaxe and squench it. [dar070] Enter _Dicke_ and a Sargiant. _Sargiant._ Iustice, iustice, I pray you sir, let me haue iustice of this fellow here. _Cade._ Why what has he done? _Sarg._ Alasse sir he has rauisht my wife. _Dicke._ Why my Lord he would haue rested me, ·dar075· And I went and and entred my Action in his wiues paper house. [dar076] _Cade._ Dicke follow thy sute in her common place, You horson villaine, you are a Sargiant youle, [dar078] Take any man by the throate for twelue pence, And rest a man when hees at dinner, [dar080] And haue him to prison ere the meate be out of his mouth. [dar081] Go Dicke take him hence, cut out his toong for cogging, [dar082] Hough him for running, and to conclude, Braue him with his owne mace. [dar084] _Exet_ with the Sargiant. Enter two with the Lord _Sayes_ head, and sir Iames Cromers, vpon two poles. So, come carry them before me, and at euery lanes ende, let them ·dar085· kisse togither. Enter the Duke of _Buckingham_, and Lord _Clifford_ the Earle of _Comberland_. _Clifford._ Why country-men and warlike friends of Kent, What meanes this mutinous rebellions, [dar088] That you in troopes do muster thus your selues, Vnder the conduct of this Traitor Cade? ·dar090· To rise against your soueraigne Lord and King, Who mildly hath his pardon sent to you, If you forsake this monstrous Rebell here? If honour be the marke whereat you aime, Then haste to France that our forefathers wonne, ·dar095· And winne againe that thing which now is lost, And leaue to seeke your Countries ouerthrow. _All._ A Clifford, a Clifford. They forsake Cade. _Cade._ Why how now, will you forsake your generall, And ancient freedome which you haue possest? ·dar100· To bend your neckes vnder their seruile yokes, [dar101] Who if you stir, will straightwaies hang you vp, [dar102] But follow me, and you shall pull them downe, And make them yeeld their liuings to your hands. _All._ A Cade, a Cade. ·dar105· They runne to _Cade_ againe. _Cliff._ Braue warlike friends heare me but speak a word, [dar106] Refuse not good whilst it is offered you, The King is mercifull, then yeeld to him, And I my selfe will go along with you, To Winsore Castle whereas the King abides, ·dar110· And on mine honour you shall haue no hurt. _All._ A Clifford, a Clifford, God saue the King.