So will the queen, that living held him dear. Come, and get thee a sword, though made of a lath; they have been up these two days. They have the more need to sleep now, then. I tell thee, Jack Cade the clothier means to dress the commonwealth, and turn it, and set a new nap upon it. So he had need, for 'tis threadbare. Well, I say it was never merry world in England since gentlemen came up. O miserable age! virtue is not regarded in handicrafts-men. The nobility think scorn to go in leather aprons. Nay, more, the king's council are no good workmen. True; and yet it is said, labour in thy vocation; which is as much to say as, let the magistrates be labouring men; and therefore should we be magistrates. Thou hast hit it; for there's no better sign of a brave mind than a hard hand. I see them! I see them! there's Best's son, the tanner of Wingham,-- He shall have the skin of our enemies, to make dog's-leather of. And Dick the Butcher,-- Then is sin struck down like an ox, and iniquity's throat cut like a calf. And Smith the weaver,-- Argo, their thread of life is spun. Come, come, let's fall in with them. We John Cade, so termed of our supposed father,-- Or rather, of stealing a cade of herrings. For our enemies shall fall before us, inspired with the spirit of putting down kings and princes, --Command silence. Silence! My father was a Mortimer,-- He was an honest man, and a good bricklayer. My mother a Plantagenet,-- I knew her well; she was a midwife. My wife descended of the Lacies,-- She was, indeed, a pedler's daughter, and sold many laces. But now of late, notable to travel with her furred pack, she washes bucks here at home. Therefore am I of an honourable house. Ay, by my faith, the field is honourable; and there was he borne, under a hedge, for his father had never a house but the cage. Valiant I am. A' must needs; for beggary is valiant. I am able to endure much. No question of that; for I have seen him whipped three market-days together. I fear neither sword nor fire. He need not fear the sword; for his coat is of proof. But methinks he should stand in fear of fire, being burnt i' the hand for stealing of sheep. Be brave, then; for your captain is brave, and vows reformation. There shall