6. SCENE VI. London. Cannon Street.
[Enter JACK CADE and the rest, and strikes his staff on
Now is Mortimer lord of this city. And here, sitting upon
London-stone, I charge and command that, of the city's cost, the
conduit run nothing but claret wine this first year of our reign.
And now henceforward it shall be treason for any that calls me
than Lord Mortimer.
[Enter a Soldier, running.]
Jack Cade! Jack Cade!
Knock him down there.
[They kill him.]
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.
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.