Iden. If one so rude and of so mean condition
[65] May pass into the presence of a king,
Lo, I present your grace a traitor’s head,
The head of Cade, whom I in combat slew.
King. The head of Cade! Great God, how just art Thou!
O, let me view his visage, being dead,
70 That living wrought me such exceeding trouble.
[♦] Tell me, my friend, art thou the man that slew him?
[♦] Iden. I was, an’t like your majesty.
King. How art thou call’d? and what is thy degree?