2 No, my lord, nor likely to be slain; for they have 3 won the bridge, killing all those that withstand 4 them: the lord mayor craves aid of your honour from 5 the Tower, to defend the city from the rebels.
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6 Such aid as I can spare you shall command; 7 But I am troubled here with them myself; 8 The rebels have assay'd to win the Tower. 9 But get you to Smithfield, and gather head, 10 And thither I will send you Matthew Goffe; 11 Fight for your king, your country and your lives; 12 And so, farewell, for I must hence again.