Act IV, Scene v
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[Enter LORD SCALES upon the Tower, walking. Then enter two orthree Citizens, below.]
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| | 1 CITIZEN.: | |
| | No, my lord, nor likely to be slain; for they | |
| | have won the bridge, killing all those that withstand them. | |
| | The lord mayor craves aid of your honour from the Tower | |
| | to defend the city from the rebels. | |
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| | SCALES.: | |
| | Such aid as I can spare you shall command, | |
| | But I am troubled here with them myself; | |
| | The rebels have assay'd to win the Tower. | |
| | But get you to Smithfield and gather head, | |
| | And thither I will send you Matthew Goffe. | |
| | Fight for your king, your country, and your lives; | |
| | And so, farewell, for I must hence again. | |
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