And hang thee o'er my tomb when I am dead: To emblaze the honour that thy master got. Cade. Iden, farewell; and be proud of thy victory: Tell Kent from me, she hath lost her best man, and exhort all the world to be cowards; for I, that never fear'd any, am vanquish'd by famine, not by valour. [Dies. * Iden. How much thou wrong'st me, heaven be my judge. Die, damned wretch, the curse of her that bare thee! And as I thrust thy body in with my sword, So wish I, I might thrust thy soul in hell. Hence will I drag thee headlong by the heels Unto a dunghill, which shall be thy grave, And there cut off thy most ungracious head; Which I will bear in triumph to the king, Leaving thy trunk for crows to feed upon. [Exit, dragging out the Body. ACT V. SCENE I-The same. Fields between Dartford and The King's Camp on one side.-On the other, enter YORK, attended, with Drum and Colours: his Forces at some distance. York. From Ireland thus comes York, to claim his right, And pluck the crown from feeble Henry's head: Ring, bells, aloud; burn, bonfires, clear and bright, To entertain great England's lawful king. Ah, sancta majestas! who would not buy thee dear? On which I'll toss the the flower-de-luce of France. Enter BUCKINGHAM. Whom have we here? Buckingham to disturb me? Buck. York, if thou meanest well, I greet thee well. Art thou a messenger, or come of pleasure? Buck. A messenger from Henry, our dread liege, To know the reason of these arms in peace; * In supposing that I am proud of my victory. ---- Or why, thou-being a subject as I am,- York [aside]. Scarce can I speak, my choler is so great. And now, like Ajax Telamonius, On sheep or oxen could I spend my fury! Buck. That is too much presumption on thy part: The king hath yielded unto thy demand; The duke of Somerset is in the Tower. York. Upon thine honour, is he prisoner? York. Then, Buckingham, I do dismiss my powers. You shall have pay, and everything you wish.- Command my eldest son,-nay, all my sons, I'll send them all as willing as I live; Lands, goods, horse, armour, anything I have Buck. York, I commend this kind submission: We twain will go into his highness' tent. Enter KING HENRY, attended. K. Hen. Buckingham, doth York intend to harm us, That thus he marcheth with thee arm in arm? York. In all submission and humility, York doth present himself unto your highness. [Aside. K. Hen. Then what intend these forces thou dost bring? And fight against that monstrous rebel, Cade, Who since I heard to be discomfited. Enter IDEN with CADE's head. Iden. If one so rude, and of so mean condition, May pass into the presence of a king, Lo, I present your grace a traitor's head, The head of Cade, whom I in combat slew. K. Hen. The head of Cade ?-Great God, how just art thou !-O, let me view his visage being dead, That living wrought me such exceeding trouble. Tell me, my friend, art thou the man that slew him? K. Hen. How art thou call'd? and what is thy degree? A poor esquire of Kent, that loves his king. Buck. So please it you, my lord, 'twere not amiss He were created knight for his good service. K. Hen. Iden, kneel down; [He kneels.] Rise up a knight. We give thee for reward a thousand marks; And will, that thou henceforth attend on us. Iden. May Iden live to merit such a bounty, And never live but true unto his liege! K. Hen. See, Buckingham! Somerset comes with the queen; Go, bid her hide him quickly from the duke. Enter QUEEN MARGARET and SOMERSET. Q. Mar. For thousand Yorks he shall not hide his head, But boldly stand, and front him to his face. York. How now! is Somerset at liberty? Then, York, unloose thy long imprison'd thoughts, Shall I endure the sight of Somerset ? False king! why hast thou broken faith with me, Which dar'st not, no, nor canst not rule a traitor. Som. O monstrous traitor !-I arrest thee, York, Of capital treason 'gainst the king and crown: Obey, audacious traitor; kneel for grace. York. Wouldst have me kneel? first let me ask of these, [Exit an ATTENDANT I know, ere they will have me go to ward,* To say, if that the bastard boys of York Shall be the surety for their traitor father. * Custody, confinement. York. O blood-bespotted Neapolitan, Outcast of Naples, England's bloody scourge! The sons of York, thy betters in their birth, Shall be their father's bail; and bane to those That for my surety will refuse the boys. Enter EDWARD and RICHARD PLANTAGENET, with Forces, at one side; at the other, with Forces also, old CLIFFORD and his Son. See, where they come; I'll warrant they'll make it good. Clif Health and all happiness to my lord the king! [Kneels. We are thy sovereign, Clifford, kneel again; Clif. This is my king, York, I do not mistake; But thou mistak'st me much, to think I do :- K. Hen. Ay, Clifford; a bedlam and ambitious humour Clif. He is a traitor; let him to the Tower, And chop away that factious pate of his. Edw. Ay, noble father, if our words will serve. Drums. Enter WARWICK and SALISBURY, with Forces. If you oppose yourselves to match lord Warwick. As crooked in thy manners as thy shape! * The Nevils, earls of Warwick, had a bear and ragged staff for their crest. 'York. Nay, we shall heat you thoroughly anon. Clif. Take heed, lest by your heat you burn yourselves. K. Hen. Why, Warwick, hath thy knee forgot to bow?Old Salisbury, shame to thy silver hair, Thou mad misleader of thy brain-sick son ! What, wilt thou on thy death-bed play the ruffian, O, where is faith? O, where is loyalty? Sal. My lord, I have consider'd with myself The rightful heir to England's royal seat. K. Hen. Hast thou not sworn allegiance unto me? K. Hen. Canst thou dispense with heaven for such an oath? But greater sin, to keep a sinful oath. Q. Mar. A subtle traitor needs no sophister. K. Hen. Call Buckingham, and bid him arm himself. York. Call Buckingham, and all the friends thou hast, I am resolved for death, or dignity. Clif. The first I warrant thee, if dreams prove true. Clif. I am resolved to bear a greater storm, Might I but know thee by thy household badge. War. Now, by my father's badge, old Nevil's crest, Clif. And from thy burgonet I'll rend thy bear, * Helmet. |