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| Character | Clifford | |
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| Gender | Male | |
| Age Range(s) | Adult (36-50), Senior (>50) | |
| Type of monologue / Character is | Persuasive, Complaining, Speech | |
| Type | Dramatic | |
| Period | Renaissance | |
| Genre | Historical, Drama | |
| Description | Clifford persuades the rebels to be faithful to the king | |
| Location | ACT IV, Scene 8 | |
Summary
Jack Cade, a common man hired by York to stir a revolt against the king, takes over London with an army of commoners. Various lords and noblemen are put to death.
Buckingham and Clifford approach the king and the rebels as ambassadors from the king. They offer pardons to the rebels if they leave London and abandon Cade. In this monologue Clifford convinces the common people to support the king.
Buckingham and Clifford approach the king and the rebels as ambassadors from the king. They offer pardons to the rebels if they leave London and abandon Cade. In this monologue Clifford convinces the common people to support the king.
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| CLIFFORD Is Cade the son of Henry the Fifth, That thus you do exclaim you'll go with him? Will he conduct you through the heart of France, And make the meanest of you earls and dukes? Alas, he hath no home, no place to fly to; Nor knows he how to live but by the spoil, Unless by robbing of your friends and us. Were't not a shame, that whilst you live at jar, The fearful French, whom you late vanquished, Should make a start o'er seas and vanquish you? Methinks already in this civil broil I see them lording it in London streets, Crying 'Villiago!' unto all they meet. Better ten thousand base-born Cades miscarry Than you should stoop unto a Frenchman's mercy. To France, to France, and get what you have lost; Spare England, for it is your native coast; Henry hath money, you are strong and manly; God on our side, doubt not of victory. |
