Enter the Lord _Skayles_ vpon the Tower walles walking.
Enter three or foure Citizens below.
_Lord Scayles._ How now, is Iacke Cade slaine? [dap001]
_1. Citizen._ No my Lord, nor likely to be slaine,
For they haue wonne the bridge,
Killing all those that withstand them.
The Lord Mayor craueth ayde of your honor from the Tower, ·dap005·
To defend the Citie from the Rebels.
_Lord Scayles._ Such aide as I can spare, you shall command,
But I am troubled here with them my selfe,
The Rebels haue attempted to win the Tower,
But get you to Smythfield and gather head, ·dap010·
And thither I will send you Mathew Goffe, [dap011]
Fight for your King, your Country, and your liues,
And so farewell, for I must hence againe. [dap013]
_Exet omnes._