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BEVIS

Thou hast hit it: for there’s no better sign of a brave mind than a hard
hand. [20]

[A drum heard approaching.]

HOLLAND

I see them! I see them! There’s Best’s son, the tanner of Wingham.

BEVIS

He shall have the skins of our enemies, to make dog’s-leather of.

HOLLAND

And Dick the butcher. [25]

BEVIS

Then is sin struck down like an ox, and iniquity’s throat cut like a calf.

HOLLAND

And Smith the weaver.

BEVIS

Argo, their thread of life is spun.

HOLLAND

Come, come, let’s fall in with them. [30]

Drum. Enter Cade, Dick [the] butcher, Smith the weaver, and a Sawyer,
with infinite numbers [with long staves].

CADE

We John Cade, so termed of our supposed father -

DICK

[aside]
Or rather of stealing a cade of herrings.

CADE

For our enemies shall fail before us, inspired with the spirit of putting down
kings and princes - Command silence. [35]