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Citizens below.
SCALES
How now! Is Jack Cade slain?
I CITIZEN
No, my lord, nor likely to be slain; for they have won the bridge, killing all
those that withstand them: the Lord Mayor craves aid of your honour from
the Tower to defend the city from the rebels. [5]
SCALES
Such aid as I can spare you shall command;
But I am troubled here with them myself:
The rebels have assayed to win the Tower.
But get you to Smithfield and gather head,
And thither I will send you Matthew Gough; [10]
Fight for your king, your country, and your lives;
And so farewell, for I must hence again.
Exeunt.
Scene VI IT
Enter Jack Cade and the rest, and strikes his staff on London Stone.
CADE
Now is Mortimer lord of this city. And here, sitting upon London Stone, I
charge and command that of the city’s cost the Pissing Conduit run nothing
but claret wine this first year of our reign. And now henceforward it shall be
treason for any that calls me other than Lord [5] Mortimer.
Enter a Soldier running.
SOLDIER
Jack Cade! Jack Cade!
CADE
Knock him down there.
They kill him.
