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[♦] Eyden. Good Lord how pleasant is this country life,
This litle land my father left me here,
With my contented minde serues me as well,
As all the pleasures in the Court can yeeld,
5 Nor would I change this pleasure for the Court.
[♦] Cade. Sounes, heres the Lord of the soyle, Stand villaine, thou wilt betraie mee to the King, and get a thousand crownes for [♦] my head, but ere thou goest, ile make thee eate yron like an Astridge, and swallow my sword like a great pinne.
10 Eyden. Why sawcy companion, why should I betray thee?
Ist not inough that thou hast broke my hedges,
[♦] And enterd into my ground without the leaue of me the owner,
But thou wilt braue me too.
[♦] Cade. Braue thee and beard thee too, by the best blood of the 15 Realme, looke on me well, I haue eate no meate this fine dayes, yet [♦] and I do not leaue thee and thy fine men as dead as a doore nayle, I pray God I may neuer eate grasse more.
[♦] Eyden. Nay, it neuer shall be saide whilst the world doth stand, that Alexander Eyden an Esquire of Kent, tooke oddes to combat 20 with a famisht man, looke on me, my limmes are equall vnto thine, and [♦] euery way as big, then hand to hand, ile combat thee. Sirrha [♦] fetch me weopons, and stand you all aside.
[♦] Cade. Now sword, if thou doest not hew this burly-bond churle [♦] into chines of beefe, I beseech God thou maist fal into some smiths [25] hand, and be turnd to hob-nailes.
Eyden. Come on thy way. (They fight, and Cade fals downe.
Cade. Oh villaine, thou hast slaine the floure of Kent for chiualrie, but it is famine & not thee that has done it, for come ten thousand diuels, and giue me but the ten meales that I wanted this fiue daies, and ile fight with you all, and so a poxe rot thee, for Iack Cade must die. (He dies.
[♦] Eyden. Iack Cade, & was it that monstrous Rebell which I haue [♦] slaine. Oh sword ile honour thee for this, and in my chamber shalt thou hang as a monument to after age, for this great seruice thou [35] hast done to me. He drag him hence, and with my sword cut off his [♦] head, and beare it Exet.