DICK.
If this fellow be wise, he’ll never call ye Jack Cade more. I think he hath a very fair warning. My lord, there’s an army gathered together in Smithfield.
CADE.
Come then, let’s go fight with them. But first, go and set London Bridge on fire; and, if you can, burn down the Tower too. Come, let’s away.
[Exeunt.]
SCENE VII. London. Smithfield
Alarums. Matthew Gough is slain, and all the rest. Then enter Jack Cade with his company.
CADE.
So, sirs. Now go some and pull down the Savoy; others to th’ Inns of Court; down with them all.
DICK.
I have a suit unto your lordship.
CADE.
Be it a lordship, thou shalt have it for that word.
DICK.
Only that the laws of England may come out of your mouth.
HOLLAND.
[Aside.] Mass, ’twill be sore law, then; for he was thrust in the mouth with a spear, and ’tis not whole yet.