bdj SCENE X. Kent. Iden’s garden.
Enter CADE.
[♦] Cade. Fie on ambition! fie on myself, that have a sword, and yet am ready to famish! These five days have I [♦] hid me in these woods and durst not peep out, for all the [♦] country is laid for me; but now am I so hungry that if I 5 might have a lease of my life for a thousand years I could [♦] stay no longer. Wherefore, on a brick wall have I climbed into this garden, to see if I can eat grass, or pick a sallet another while, which is not amiss to cool a man’s stomach this hot weather. And I think this word ‘sallet’ was born [10] to do me good: for many a time, but for a sallet, my brain-pan had been cleft with a brown bill; and many a time, [♦] when I have been dry and bravely marching, it hath served me instead of a quart pot to drink in; and now the word [♦] ‘sallet’ must serve me to feed on.
Enter IDEN.
15 Iden. Lord, who would live turmoiled in the court,
And may enjoy such quiet walks as these?
This small inheritance my father left me
[♦] Contenteth me, and worth a monarchy.
[♦] I seek not to wax great by others’ waning,
20 Or gather wealth, I care not, with what envy: