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ACT II	A
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SCENE BLACKHEATH	B
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TYLER HOB c	C
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SONG	D
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' When Adam delv'd and Eve span	E
' Who was then the gentleman '	-
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Wretched is the infant's lot	F
Born within the straw roof'd cot	F
Be he generous wise or brave	G
He must only be a slave	G
Long long labour little rest	H
Still to toil to be oppress'd	H
Drain'd by taxes of his store	I
Punish'd next for being poor	J
This is the poor wretch's lot	F
Born within the straw roof'd cot	F
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While the peasant works to sleep	K
What the peasant sows to reap	K
On the couch of ease to lie	L
Rioting in revelry	C
Be he villain be he fool	M
Still to hold despotic rule	M
Trampling on his slaves with scorn	N
This is to be nobly born	N
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' When Adam delv'd and Eve span	E
' Who was then the gentleman '	-
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JACK STRAW	O
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The mob are up in London the proud courtiers	P
Begin to tremble	Q
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TOM MILLER	R
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Aye aye 'tis time to tremble	Q
Who'll plow their fields who'll do their drudgery now	S
And work like horses to give them the harvest	T
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JACK STRAW	O
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I only wonder we lay quiet so long	D
We had always the same strength and we deserved	U
The ills we met with for not using it	V
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HOB	W
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Why do we fear those animals called lords	X
What is there in the name to frighten us	Y
Is not my arm as mighty as a Baron's	Z
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Enter PIERS and JOHN BALL	A2
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PIERS to TYLER	R
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Have I done well my father I remember'd	B2
This good man lay in prison	C2
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TYLER	R
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My dear child	D2
Most well the people rise for liberty	C
And their first deed should be to break the chains	E2
That bind the virtuous O thou honest priest	F2
How much has thou endured	G2
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JOHN BALL	A2
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Why aye my friend	H2
These squalid rags bespeak what I have suffered	B2
I was revil'd insulted left to languish	I2
In a damp dungeon but I bore it cheerily	A2
My heart was glad for I have done my duty	C
I pitied my oppressors and I sorrowed	C
For the poor men of England	C
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TYLER	R
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They have felt	C
Their strength look round this heath 'tis thronged with men	J2
Ardent for freedom mighty is the event	C
That waits their fortune	C2
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JOHN BALL	A2
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I would fain address them	K2
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TYLER	R
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Do so my friend and teach to them their duty	C
Remind them of their long withholden rights	L2
What ho there silence	M2
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PIERS	N2
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Silence there my friends	O2
This good man would address you	P2
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HOB	W
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Aye aye hear him	Q2
He is no mealy mouthed court orator	R
To flatter vice and pamper lordly pride	C
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JOHN BALL	A2
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Friends Brethren for ye are my brethren all	A2
Englishmen met in arms to advocate	C
The cause of freedom hear me pause awhile	A2
In the career of vengeance it is true	P2
I am a priest but as these rags may speak	R2
Not one who riots in the poor man's spoil	A2
Or trades with his religion I am one	C2
Who preach the law of Christ and in my life	S2
Would practice what he taught The son of God	C
Came not to you in power humble in mien	T2
Lowly in heart the man of Nazareth	U2
Preach'd mercy justice love 'Woe unto ye	C
Ye that are rich if that ye would be saved	C
Sell that ye have and give unto the poor '	-
So taught the Saviour oh my honest friends	O2
Have ye not felt the strong indignant throb	W
Of justice in your bosoms to behold	C
The lordly Baron feasting on your spoils	V2
Have you not in your hearts arraign'd the lot	C
That gave him on the couch of luxury	C
To pillow his head and pass the festive day	C
In sportive feasts and ease and revelry	C
Have you not often in your conscience ask'd	C
Why is the difference wherefore should that man	E
No worthier than myself thus lord it over me	C
And bid me labour and enjoy the fruits	W2
The God within your breasts has argued thus	Y
The voice of truth has murmur'd came ye not	C
As helpless to the world Shines not the sun	C2
With equal ray on both Do ye not feel	A2
The self same winds of heaven as keenly parch ye	C
Abundant is the earth the Sire of all	A2
Saw and pronounc'd that it was very good	C
Look round the vernal fields smile with new flowers	P
The budding orchard perfumes the soft breeze	X2
And the green corn waves to the passing gale	A2
There is enough for all but your proud Baron	C2
Stands up and arrogant of strength exclaims	Y2
'I am a Lord by nature I am noble	A2
These fields are mine for I was born to them	K2
I was born in the castle you poor wretches	Y2
Whelp'd in the cottage are by birth my slaves '	-
Almighty God such blasphemies are utter'd	C
Almighty God such blasphemies believ'd	C
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TOM MILLER	R
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This is something like a sermon	C2
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JACK STRAW	O
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Where's the bishop	Z2
Would tell you truths like these	Y2
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HOB	W
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There was never a bishop among all the apostles	Y2
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JOHN BALL	A2
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My brethren	C2
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PIERS	Y2
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Silence the good priest speaks	Y2
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JOHN BALL	A2
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My brethren these are truths and weighty ones	Y2
Ye are all equal nature made ye so	Y2
Equality is your birth right when I gaze	Y2
On the proud palace and behold one man	E
In the blood purpled robes of royalty	C
Feasting at ease and lording over millions	Y2
Then turn me to the hut of poverty	C
And see the wretched lab'rer worn with toil	A2
Divide his scanty morsel with his infants	Y2
I sicken and indignant at the sight	C
' Blush for the patience of humanity '	-
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JACK STRAW	O
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We will assert our rights	Y2
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TOM MILLER	R
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We'll trample down	A3
These insolent oppressors	Y2
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JOHN BALL	A2
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In good truth	B3
Ye have cause for anger but my honest friends	Y2
Is it revenge or justice that ye seek	R2
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MOB	W
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Justice justice	Y2
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JOHN BALL	A2
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Oh then remember mercy	C
And though your proud oppressors spar'd not you	P2
Shew you excel them in humanity	C
They will use every art to disunite you	P2
To conquer separately by stratagem	C3
Whom in a mass they fear but be ye firm	D3
Boldly demand your long forgotten rights	Y2
Your sacred your inalienable freedom	C3
Be bold be resolute be merciful	A2
And while you spurn the hated name of slaves	Y2
Shew you are men	J2
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MOB	W
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Long live our honest priest	C
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JACK STRAW	O
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He shall be made archbishop	Z2
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JOHN BALL	A2
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My brethren I am plain John Ball your friend	C
Your equal by the law of Christ enjoined	C
To serve you not command	C
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JACK STRAW	O
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March we for London	C2
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TYLER	R
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Mark me my friends we rise for liberty	C
Justice shall be our guide let no man dare	E3
To plunder in the tumult	C
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MOB	W
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Lead us on	F3
Liberty Justice	Y2
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Exeunt with cries of Liberty no Poll Tax no War	I
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SCENE CHANGES TO THE TOWER	R
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KING RICHARD ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY	C
SIR JOHN TRESILIAN	F3
WALWORTH PHILPOT	C
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KING	G3
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What must we do the danger grows more imminent	C
The mob increases	Y2
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PHILPOT	C
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Every moment brings	Y2
Fresh tidings of our peril	A2
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KING	G3
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It were well	A2
To yield them what they ask	H3
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ARCHBISHOP	Z2
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Aye that my liege	I3
Were politic Go boldly forth to meet them	K2
Grant all they ask however wild and ruinous	Y2
Mean time the troops you have already summoned	C
Will gather round them Then my Christian power	R
Absolves you of your promise	Y2
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WALWORTH	J3
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Were but their ringleaders cut off the rabble	A2
Would soon disperse	Y2
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PHILPOT	C
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United in a mass	Y2
There's nothing can resist them once divide them	K2
And they will fall an easy sacrifice	Y2
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ARCHBISHOP	Z2
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Lull them by promises bespeak them fair	E3
Go forth my liege spare not if need requires	Y2
A solemn oath to ratify the treaty	C
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KING	G3
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I dread their fury	C
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ARCHBISHOP	Z2
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'Tis a needless dread	C
There is divinity about your person	F3
It is the sacred privilege of Kings	Y2
Howe'er they act to render no account	C
To man The people have been taught this lesson	F3
Nor can they soon forget it	C
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KING	G3
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I will go	Y2
I will submit to everything they ask	H3
My day of triumph will arrive at last	C