Have I affected wealth or honour? speak.
Are my chests fill’d up with extorted gold?
90 Is my apparel sumptuous to behold?
Whom have I injured, that ye seek my death?
These hands are free from guiltless blood-shedding,
This breast from harbouring foul deceitful thoughts.
O, let me live!
[95] Cade. [Aside] I feel remorse in myself with his words; [♦] but I’ll bridle it: he shall die, an it be but for pleading so well for his life. Away with him! he has a familiar under his [♦] tongue; he speaks not o’ God’s name. Go, take him away, I say, and strike off his head presently; and then break [100] into his son-in-law’s house, Sir James Cromer, and strike off his head, and bring them both upon two poles hither.
All. It shall be done.
Say. Ah, countrymen! if when you make your prayers,