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Henry VI, Part II
[III, 1] |
Richard Plantagenet (Duke of Gloucester) |
1617 |
Now, York, or never, steel thy fearful thoughts,
And change misdoubt to resolution:
Be that thou hopest to be, or what thou art
Resign to death; it is not worth the enjoying:
Let pale-faced fear keep with the mean-born man,
And find no harbour in a royal heart.
Faster than spring-time showers comes thought
on thought,
And not a thought but thinks on dignity.
My brain more busy than the labouring spider
Weaves tedious snares to trap mine enemies.
Well, nobles, well, 'tis politicly done,
To send me packing with an host of men:
I fear me you but warm the starved snake,
Who, cherish'd in your breasts, will sting
your hearts.
'Twas men I lack'd and you will give them me:
I take it kindly; and yet be well assured
You put sharp weapons in a madman's hands.
Whiles I in Ireland nourish a mighty band,
I will stir up in England some black storm
Shall blow ten thousand souls to heaven or hell;
And this fell tempest shall not cease to rage
Until the golden circuit on my head,
Like to the glorious sun's transparent beams,
Do calm the fury of this mad-bred flaw.
And, for a minister of my intent,
I have seduced a headstrong Kentishman,
John Cade of Ashford,
To make commotion, as full well he can,
Under the title of John Mortimer.
In Ireland have I seen this stubborn Cade
Oppose himself against a troop of kerns,
And fought so long, till that his thighs with darts
Were almost like a sharp-quill'd porpentine;
And, in the end being rescued, I have seen
Him caper upright like a wild Morisco,
Shaking the bloody darts as he his bells.
Full often, like a shag-hair'd crafty kern,
Hath he conversed with the enemy,
And undiscover'd come to me again
And given me notice of their villanies.
This devil here shall be my substitute;
For that John Mortimer, which now is dead,
In face, in gait, in speech, he doth resemble:
By this I shall perceive the commons' mind,
How they affect the house and claim of York.
Say he be taken, rack'd and tortured,
I know no pain they can inflict upon him
Will make him say I moved him to those arms.
Say that he thrive, as 'tis great like he will,
Why, then from Ireland come I with my strength
And reap the harvest which that rascal sow'd;
For Humphrey being dead, as he shall be,
And Henry put apart, the next for me.
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Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 2] |
George Bevis |
2313 |
I tell thee, Jack Cade the clothier means to dress
the commonwealth, and turn it, and set a new nap upon it.
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3 |
Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 2] |
John Holland |
2335 |
Come, come, let's fall in with them.
[Drum. Enter CADE, DICK the Butcher, SMITH the]
Weaver, and a Sawyer, with infinite numbers]
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4 |
Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 2] |
Jack Cade |
2338 |
We John Cade, so termed of our supposed father,—
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5 |
Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 2] |
Dick the Butcher |
2339 |
[Aside] Or rather, of stealing a cade of herrings.
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6 |
Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 2] |
William Stafford |
2460 |
Jack Cade, the Duke of York hath taught you this.
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7 |
Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 2] |
Sir Humphrey Stafford |
2482 |
Herald, away; and throughout every town
Proclaim them traitors that are up with Cade;
That those which fly before the battle ends
May, even in their wives' and children's sight,
Be hang'd up for example at their doors:
And you that be the king's friends, follow me.
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8 |
Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 3] |
(stage directions) |
2499 |
[Alarums to the fight, wherein SIR HUMPHREY and]
WILLIAM STAFFORD are slain. Enter CADE and the rest]
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Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 4] |
Henry VI |
2531 |
I'll send some holy bishop to entreat;
For God forbid so many simple souls
Should perish by the sword! And I myself,
Rather than bloody war shall cut them short,
Will parley with Jack Cade their general:
But stay, I'll read it over once again.
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10 |
Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 4] |
Henry VI |
2541 |
Lord Say, Jack Cade hath sworn to have thy head.
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Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 4] |
Messenger |
2550 |
The rebels are in Southwark; fly, my lord!
Jack Cade proclaims himself Lord Mortimer,
Descended from the Duke of Clarence' house,
And calls your grace usurper openly
And vows to crown himself in Westminster.
His army is a ragged multitude
Of hinds and peasants, rude and merciless:
Sir Humphrey Stafford and his brother's death
Hath given them heart and courage to proceed:
All scholars, lawyers, courtiers, gentlemen,
They call false caterpillars, and intend their death.
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Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 4] |
Messenger |
2573 |
Jack Cade hath gotten London bridge:
The citizens fly and forsake their houses:
The rascal people, thirsting after prey,
Join with the traitor, and they jointly swear
To spoil the city and your royal court.
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Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 5] |
Lord Scales |
2588 |
How now! is Jack Cade slain?
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14 |
Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 6] |
(stage directions) |
2601 |
[Enter CADE and the rest, and strikes his staff on]
London-stone]
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15 |
Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 6] |
Soldier |
2610 |
Jack Cade! Jack Cade!
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16 |
Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 6] |
Smith the Weaver |
2613 |
If this fellow be wise, he'll never call ye Jack
Cade more: I think he hath a very fair warning.
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17 |
Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 7] |
(stage directions) |
2621 |
[Alarums. MATTHEW GOFFE is slain, and all the rest.]
Then enter CADE, with his company.
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18 |
Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 8] |
(stage directions) |
2755 |
[Alarum and retreat. Enter CADE and all his]
rabblement]
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Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 8] |
Duke of Buckingham |
2763 |
Ay, here they be that dare and will disturb thee:
Know, Cade, we come ambassadors from the king
Unto the commons whom thou hast misled;
And here pronounce free pardon to them all
That will forsake thee and go home in peace.
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Henry VI, Part II
[IV, 8] |
All |
2791 |
We'll follow Cade, we'll follow Cade!
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