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SAY

What of that?

     CADE

Marry, thou ought’st not to let thy horse wear a cloak when honester men
than thou go in their hose and doublets.

     DICK

And work in their shirt too - as myself, for example, [50] that am a
butcher.

     SAY

You men of Kent -

     DICK

What say you of Kent?

     SAY

Nothing but this: ’tis ‘bona terra, mala gens’.

     CADE

Away with him! Away with him! He speaks Latin. [55]

     SAY

     Hear me but speak, and bear me where you will.
     Kent, in the Commentaries Caesar writ,
     Is termed the civil’st place of all this isle:
     Sweet is the country because full of riches,
     The people liberal, valiant, active, wealthy; [60]
     Which makes me hope you are not void of pity.
     I sold not Maine, I lost not Normandy,
     Yet, to recover them, would lose my life.
     Justice with favour have I always done;
     Prayers and tears have moved me, gifts could never. [65]
     When have I aught exacted at your hands,
     Kent to maintain, the king, the realm, and you?
     Large gifts have I bestowed on learnèd clerks
     Because my book preferred me to the king.
     And seeing ignorance is the curse of God, [70]
     Knowledge the wing wherewith we fly to heaven,
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