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King. Sir Humphrey Stafford and his brother is slaine,
And the Rebels march amaine to London,
Go back to them, and tell them thus from me,
Ile come and parley with their generall.
[5] Reade. Yet staie, ile reade the Letter one againe.
Lord Say, Iacke Cade hath solemnely vowde to haue thy head.
[♦] Say. I, but I hope your highnesse shall haue his.
King. How now Madam, still lamenting and mourning for Suffolkes [♦] death, I feare my loue, if I had bene dead, thou wouldst not 10 haue mournde so much for me.
[♦] Queene. No my loue, I should not mourne, but die for thee.
Enter a Messenger.
Messen. Oh flie my Lord, the Rebels are entered
Southwarke, and haue almost wonne the Bridge,
Calling your grace an vsurper,
15 And that monstrous Rebell Cade, hath sworne
To Crowne himselfe King in Westminster,
Therefore flie my Lord, and poste to Killingworth.
King. Go bid Buckingham and Clifford, gather
An Army vp, and meete with the Rebels.
20 Come Madame, let vs haste to Killingworth.
Come on Lord Say, go thou along with vs,
For feare the Rebell Cade do finde thee out.
Say. My innocence my Lord shall pleade for me.
And therfore with your highnesse leaue, ile staie behind.
25 King. Euen as thou wilt my Lord Say.
[♦] Come Madame, let vs go. Exet omnes.