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And he that brings his head unto the king

Shall have a thousand crowns for his reward.

Exeunt some of them.

Follow me, soldiers: we'll devise a mean

To reconcile you all unto the king.

King. Was ever king that joy'd an earthly throne,

And could command no more content than I?

No sooner was I crept out of my cradle

But I was made a king at nine months old:

Was never subject long'd to be a king

As I do long and wish to be a subject.

Buck. Health, and glad tidings, to your majesty!

King. Why, Buckingham, is the traitor Cade surpris'd?

Or is he but retir'd to make him strong?

Clif. He's fled, my lord, and all his powers do yield;

And humbly thus, with halters on their necks,

Expect your highness' doom, of life, or death.

King. Then, heaven, set ope thy everlasting gates,

To entertain my vows of thanks and praise!

Soldiers, this day have you redeem'd your lives,

And show'd how well you love your prince and country:

 8 surpris'd: taken prisoner

14 entertain: receive 