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ln 0001THE
ln 0003AT PARIS:
ln 0004With the Death of the Duke
ln 0005of Guise.

ln 0006As it was plaide by the right honourable the
ln 0007Lord high Admirall his Seruants.

ln 0008Written by Christopher Marlow.

ln 0009AT LONDON
ln 0010Printed by E. A. for Edward White, dwelling neere
ln 0011the little North doore of S. Paules
ln 0012Church at the signe of
ln 0013the Gun.

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wln 0001THE
wln 0002MASSACRE
wln 0003AT PARIS.

wln 0004VVith the Death of the
wln 0005Duke of Guise.

wln 0006Enter Charles the French King, the Queene Mother,
wln 0007the King of Nauarre, the Prince of Condye, the
wln 0008Lord high Admirall, and the Queene of Nauarre,
wln 0009with others.

wln 0010Charles.
wln 0011PRince of Nauarre my honourable
wln 0012 brother,
wln 0013Prince Condy, and my good Lord
wln 0014 Admirall,
wln 0015I wishe this vnion and religious league,
wln 0016Knit in these hands thus ioyn’d in nuptiall rites,
wln 0017May not desolue, till death desolue our liues,
wln 0018And that the natiue sparkes of princely loue,

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wln 0019That kindled first this motion in our hearts:
wln 0020May still be feweld in our progenye.
wln 0021Nauar.The many fauours which your grace
wln 0022 hath showne,
wln 0023From time to time, but specially in this:
wln 0024Shall binde me euer to your highnes will,
wln 0025In what Queen Mother or your grace commands.
wln 0026Old Qu.Thanks sonne Nauarre, you see we loue
wln 0027 you well,
wln 0028That linke you in mariage with our daughter heer:
wln 0029And as you know our difference in Religion,
wln 0030Might be a meanes to crosse you in your loue.
wln 0031Charles.Well Madam, let that rest:
wln 0032And now my Lords the mariage rites perfourm’d,
wln 0033We think it good to goe and consumate the rest,
wln 0034With hearing of a holy Masse: Sister, I think
wln 0035your selfe will beare vs company.
wln 0036Q. Mar.I will my good Lord,
wln 0037Charles.The rest that will not goe (my Lords)
wln 0038 may stay:
wln 0039Come Mother let vs goe to honor this solemnitie.
wln 0040Old Q.VVhich Ile desolue with bloud
wln 0041 and crueltie.
wln 0042Exit the King, Q Mother, and the Q. of Nauar,
wln 0043and manet Nauar, the Prince of Condy, and
wln 0044the Lord high Admirall.

wln 0045Nauar.Prince Condy and my good L. Admiral,
wln 0046Now Guise may storme but doe vs little hurt:
wln 0047Hauing the King, Qu. Mother on our sides,
wln 0048To stop the mallice of his enuious heart,

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wln 0049That seekes to murder all the Protestants:
wln 0050Haue you not heard of late how he decreed,
wln 0051If that the King had giuen consent thereto,
wln 0052That all the protestants that are in Paris,
wln 0053Should haue been murdered the other night?
wln 0054Ad.My Lord I meruaile that th’aspiring Guise,
wln 0055Dares once aduenture without the Kings consent,
wln 0056To meddle or attempt such dangerous things.
wln 0057Con.My L. you need not meruaile at the Guise,
wln 0058For what he doth the Pope will ratifie:
wln 0059In murder, mischeefe, or in tiranny.
wln 0060Na.But he that sits and rules aboue the clowdes,
wln 0061Doth heare and see the praiers of the iust:
wln 0062And will reuenge the bloud of innocents,
wln 0063That Guise hath slaine by treason of his heart,
wln 0064And brought by murder to their timeles ends.
wln 0065Ad.My Lord, but did you mark the Cardinall,
wln 0066The Guises brother and the Duke Dumain:
wln 0067How they did storme at these your nuptiall rites,
wln 0068Because the house of Burbon now comes in,
wln 0069And ioynes your linnage to the crowne of France?
wln 0070Na,And thats ye cause that Guise so frowns at vs,
wln 0071And beates his braines to catch vs in his trap:
wln 0072Which he hath pitcht within his deadly toyle.
wln 0073Come my Lords lets go to the Church and pray,
wln 0074That God may still defend the right of France:
wln 0075And make his Gospel flourish in this land.Exeunt.
wln 0076Enter the Duke of Guise.
wln 0077Guise.If euer Hymen lowr’d at marriage rites,
wln 0078And had his alters deckt with duskie lightes:
If euer

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wln 0079If euer sunne stainde heauen with bloudy clowdes,
wln 0080And made it look with terrour on the worlde:
wln 0081If euer day were turnde to vgly night.
wln 0082And night made semblance of the hue of hell,
wln 0083This day, this houre, this fatall night,
wln 0084Shall fully shew the fury of them all,
wln 0085Apothecarie.
wln 0086Enter the Pothecarie.
wln 0087Pothe.My Lord.
wln 0088Guise.Now shall I proue and guerdon to the ful,
wln 0089The loue thou bear’st vnto the house of Guise:
wln 0090Where are those perfumed gloues which I sent
wln 0091To be poysoned, hast thou done them? speake,
wln 0092Will euery sauour breed a pangue of death?
wln 0093Pothe.See where they be my good Lord,
wln 0094And he that smelles but to them, dyes.
wln 0095Guise.Then thou remainest resolute.
wln 0096Pothe.I am my Lord, in what your grace
wln 0097commaundes till death.
wln 0098Guise.Thankes my good freend, I wil requite thy (loue,
wln 0099Goe then present them to the Queene Nauarre:
wln 0100For she is that huge blemish in our eye,
wln 0101That makes these vpstart heresies in Fraunce:
wln 0102Be gone my freend present them to her straite.
wln 0103Souldyer.Exit Pothe.
wln 0104Enter a Souldier.
wln 0105Soul.My Lord,
wln 0106Guise.Now come thou forth and play thy
wln 0107 tragick part.
wln 0108Stand in some window opening neere the street,

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wln 0109And when thou seest the Admirall ride by,
wln 0110Discharge thy musket and perfourme his death:
wln 0111And then Ile guerdon thee with store of crownes.
wln 0112Soul.I will my Lord.Exit Souldi.
wln 0113Guise.Now Guise begins those deepe ingendred
wln 0114 thoughts,
wln 0115To burst abroad those neuer dying flames,
wln 0116Which cannot be extinguisht but by bloud.
wln 0117Oft haue I leueld, and at last haue learnd,
wln 0118That perill is the cheefest way to happines,
wln 0119And resolution honors fairest aime.
wln 0120What glory is there in a common good,
wln 0121That hanges for euery peasant to atchiue?
wln 0122That like I best that flyes beyond my reach,
wln 0123Set me to scale the high Peramides,
wln 0124And thereon set the Diadem of Fraunce,
wln 0125Ile either rend it with my nayles to naught,
wln 0126Or mount the top with my aspiring winges,
wln 0127Although my downfall be the deepest hell.
wln 0128For this, I wake, when others think I sleepe,
wln 0129For this, I waite, that scornes attendance else:
wln 0130For this, my quenchles thirst whereon I builde,
wln 0131Hath often pleaded kindred to the King.
wln 0132For this, this head, this heart, this hand and sworde,
wln 0133Contriues, imagines and fully executes,
wln 0134Matters of importe, aimde at by many,
wln 0135Yet vnderstoode by none.
wln 0136For this, hath heauen engendred me of earth,
wln 0137For this, this earth sustaines my bodies waight,
wln 0138And with this wiat Ile counterpoise a Crowne,

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wln 0139Or with seditions weary all the worlde:
wln 0140For this, from Spaine the stately Catholickes,
wln 0141Sends Indian golde to coyne me French ecues:
wln 0142For this haue I a largesse from the Pope,
wln 0143A pension and a dispensation too:
wln 0144And by that priuiledge to worke vpon,
wln 0145My policye hath framde religion,
wln 0146Religion: O Diabole.
wln 0147Fye, I am ashamde how euer that I seeme,
wln 0148To think a word of such a simple sound,
wln 0149Of so great matter should be made the ground.
wln 0150The gentle King whose pleasure vncontrolde,
wln 0151Weakneth his body, and will waste his Realme,
wln 0152If I repaire not what he ruinates:
wln 0153Him as a childe I dayly winne with words,
wln 0154So that for proofe, he barely beares the name:
wln 0155I execute, and he sustaines the blame.
wln 0156The Mother Queene workes wonders for my
wln 0157 sake,
wln 0158And in my loue entombes the hope of Fraunce:
wln 0159Rifling the bowels of her treasurie,
wln 0160To supply my wants and necessitie.
wln 0161Paris hath full fiue hundred Colledges,
wln 0162As Monestaries, Priories, Abbyes and halles,
wln 0163Wherein are thirtie thousand able men,
wln 0164Besides a thousand sturdy student Catholicks,
wln 0165And more of my knowledge in one cloyster keeps,
wln 0166Fiue hundred fatte Franciscan Fryers and priestes.
wln 0167All this and more, if more may be comprisde,
wln 0168To bring the will of our desires to end.

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wln 0169Then Guise since thou hast all the Cardes,
wln 0170Within thy hands to shuffle or cut, take this as
wln 0171 surest thing:
wln 0172That right or wrong, thou deale thy selfe a King.
wln 0173I but, Nauarre, Nauarre, tis but a nook of France,
wln 0174Sufficient yet for such a pettie King:
wln 0175That with a rablement of his hereticks,
wln 0176Blindes Europs eyes and troubleth our estate:
wln 0177Him will wePointing to his Sworde.
wln 0178But first lets follow those in France,
wln 0179That hinder our possession to the crowne:
wln 0180As Cæsar to his souldiers, so say I:
wln 0181Those that hate me, will I learn to loath.
wln 0182Giue me a look, that when I bend the browes,
wln 0183Pale death may walke in furrowes of my face:
wln 0184A hand, that with a graspe may gripe the world,
wln 0185An eare, to heare what my detractors say,
wln 0186A royall seate, a scepter and a crowne:
wln 0187That those which doe beholde, they may become
wln 0188As men that stand and gase against the Sunne.
wln 0189The plot is laide, and things shall come to passe:
wln 0190Where resolution striues for victory.Exit.

wln 0191Enter the King of Nauar and Queen, and his Mother
wln 0192Queen, the Prince of Condy, the Admirall, and
wln 0193the Pothecary with the gloues, and giues them to
wln 0194the olde Queene.

wln 0195Pothe.Maddame, I beseech your grace to
wln 0196except this simple gift.

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wln 0197Old Qu.Thanks my good freend, holde take
wln 0198thou this reward.
wln 0199Pothe.I humbly thank your Maiestie.Exit Po.
wln 0200Old Qu.Me thinkes the gloues haue a very
wln 0201 strong perfume,
wln 0202The sent whereof doth make my head to ake.
wln 0203Nauar.Doth not your grace know the man
wln 0204that gaue them you?
wln 0205Old QuNot wel, but do remember such a man.
wln 0206AdYour grace was ill aduisde to take thē then,
wln 0207Considering of these dangerous times.
wln 0208Old QuHelp sonne Nauarre I am poysoned.
wln 0209Q Mar.The heauens forbid your highnes
wln 0210 such mishap.
wln 0211Nauar.The late suspition of the Duke of Guise,
wln 0212Might well haue moued your highnes to beware:
wln 0213How you did meddle with such dangerous giftes.
wln 0214Q. Mar.Too late it is my Lord if that be true
wln 0215To blame her highnes, but I hope it be
wln 0216Only some naturall passion makes her sicke.
wln 0217O[ * ]d QuO no, sweet Margret, the fatall poyson
wln 0218Workes within my head, my brain pan breakes,
wln 0219My heart doth faint, I dye.She dyes.
wln 0220Nauar.My Mother poysoned heere before
wln 0221 my face:
wln 0222O gracious God, what times are these?
wln 0223O graunt sweet God my daies may end with hers,
wln 0224That I with her may dye and liue againe.
wln 0225Q. Mar.Let not this heauy chaunce
wln 0226 my dearest Lord,

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wln 0227(For whose effects my soule is massacred)
wln 0228Infect thy gracious brest with fresh supply,
wln 0229To agrauate our sodaine miserie.
wln 0230Ad.Come my Lords let vs beare her body (hence,
wln 0231And see it honoured with iust solemnitie.
wln 0232As they are going, the Souldier dischargeth his
wln 0233Musket at the Lord Admirall.

wln 0234Condy,VVhat are you hurt my L. high Admiral?
wln 0235Admi.I my good Lord shot through the arme.
wln 0236Nauar.VVe are betraide come my Lords,
wln 0237and let vs goe tell the King of this.
wln 0238Admi.These are the cursed Guisians that doe
wln 0239 seeke our death.
wln 0240Oh fatall was this mariage to vs all.
wln 0241They beare away the Queene and goe out.

wln 0242Enter the King, Queene Mother, Duke of Guise,
wln 0243Duke Anioy, Duke Demayne.

wln 0244Queene Mother.
wln 0245My noble sonne, and princely Duke of Guise,
wln 0246Now haue we got the fatall stragling deere:
wln 0247VVithin the compasse of a deadly toyle,
wln 0248And as we late decreed we may perfourme.
wln 0249King.Madam, it wilbe noted through the world,
wln 0250An action bloudy and tirannicall:
wln 0251Cheefely since vnder safetie of our word,
wln 0252They iustly challenge their protection:
wln 0253Besides my heart relentes that noble men,
wln 0254Onely corrupted in religion, Ladies of honor,

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wln 0255Knightes and Gentlemen, should for their con-
wln 0256science taste such rutheles ends.
wln 0257Anioy.Though gentle mindes should pittie
wln 0258 others paines,
wln 0259Yet will the wisest note their proper greefes:
wln 0260And rather seeke to scourge their enemies,
wln 0261Then be themselues base subiects to the whip.
wln 0262Guise.Me thinkes my Lord, Anioy hath well
wln 0263 aduisde,
wln 0264Your highnes to consider of the thing,
wln 0265And rather chuse to seek your countries good,
wln 0266Then pittie or releeue these vpstart hereticks.
wln 0267Queene.I hope these reasons may serue my
wln 0268 princely Sonne,
wln 0269To haue some care for feare of enemies:
wln 0270King.Well Madam, I referre it to your Maiestie,
wln 0271And to my Nephew heere the Duke of Guise:
wln 0272What you determine, I will ratifie.
wln 0273Queene.Thankes to my princely sonne, then tell
wln 0274 me Guise,
wln 0275What order wil you set downe for the Massacre?
wln 0276Guise.Thus Madame.
wln 0277They that shalbe actors in this Massacre,
wln 0278Shall weare white crosses on their Burgonets:
wln 0279And tye white linnen scarfes about their armes.
wln 0280He that wantes these, and is suspected of heresie,
wln 0281Shall dye, be he King or Emperour.
wln 0282Then Ile haue a peale of ordinance shot from the
wln 0283 tower,
wln 0284At which they all shall issue out and set the streetes.

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wln 0285And then the watchword being giuen, a bell shall
wln 0286 ring,
wln 0287Which when they heare, they shall begin to kill:
wln 0288And neuer cease vntill that bell shall cease,
wln 0289Then breath a while.
wln 0290Enter the Admirals man.
wln 0291King.How now fellow, what newes?
wln 0292Man.And it please your grace the Lord high
wln 0293 Admirall,
wln 0294Riding the streetes was traiterously shot,
wln 0295And most humble intreates your Maiestie
wln 0296To visite him sick in his bed.
wln 0297King.Messenger, tell him I will see him straite.
wln 0298Exit Messenger.
wln 0299What shall we doe now with the Admirall?
wln 0300Qu.Your Maiesty were best goe visite him,
wln 0301And make a shew as if all were well.
wln 0302King.Content, I will goe visite the Admirall.
wln 0303Guise.And I will goe take order for his death.
wln 0304Exit Guise.
wln 0305Enter the Admirall in his bed.
wln 0306King.How fares it with my Lord high Admiral,
wln 0307Hath he been hurt with villaines in the street?
wln 0308I vow and sweare as I am King of France,
wln 0309To finde and to repay the man with death:
wln 0310With death delay’d and torments neuer vsde,
wln 0311That durst presume for hope of any gaine,
wln 0312To hurt the noble man their soueraign loues.
wln 0313Ad.Ah my good Lord, these are the Guisians,
wln 0314That seeke to massacre our guiltles liues.

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wln 0315King.Assure your selfe my good Lord Admirall,
wln 0316I deepely sorrow for your trecherous wrong:
wln 0317And that I am not more secure my selfe,
wln 0318Then I am carefull you should be preserued.
wln 0319Cosin, take twenty of our strongest guarde,
wln 0320And vnder your direction see they keep,
wln 0321All trecherous violence from our noble freend,
wln 0322Repaying all attempts with present death,
wln 0323Vpon the cursed breakers of our peace.
wln 0324And so be pacient good Lord Admirall,
wln 0325And euery hower I will visite you.
wln 0326Admi.I humbly thank your royall Maiestie.
wln 0327Exeunt omnes.
wln 0328Enter Guise, Anioy, Dumaine, Gonzago, Retes,
wln 0329Montsorrell, and Souldiers to the massacre.

wln 0330Guise.
wln 0331Anioy, Dumaine, Gonzago, Retes,
wln 0332Sweare by the argent crosses in your burgonets,
wln 0333To kill all that you suspect of heresie.
wln 0334Dumain.I sweare by this to be vnmercifull.
wln 0335Anioy.I am disguisde and none knows
wln 0336 who I am.
wln 0337And therfore meane to murder all I meet.
wln 0338Gonza.And so will I.
wln 0339Retes.And I.
wln 0340Guise.Away then, break into the Admirals (house,
wln 0341Retes.I let the Admirall be first dispatcht.
wln 0342Guise.The Admirall cheefe standard bearer
wln 0343to the Lutheranes,
wln 0344Shall in the entrance of this Massacre,

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wln 0345Be murdered in his bed. Gonzago conduct them
wln 0346 thither,
wln 0347And then beset his house that not a man may liue.
wln 0348Anioy.That charge is mine, Swizers keepe you
wln 0349 the streetes,
wln 0350And at ech corner shall the Kings garde stand.
wln 0351Gonzago.Come sirs follow me.
wln 0352Exit Gonzago and others with him.
wln 0353Anioy.Cosin, the Captaine of the Admirals
wln 0354 guarde,
wln 0355Plac’d by my brother, will betray his Lord:
wln 0356Now Guise shall catholiques flourish once againe,
wln 0357The head being of, the members cannot stand.
wln 0358Retes.But look my Lord, ther’s some in the
wln 0359 Admirals house.
wln 0360Enter into the Admirals house,
wln 0361and he in his bed.

wln 0362Anioy.In lucky time, come let vs keep this lane,
wln 0363And slay his seruants that shall issue out.
wln 0364Gonza,Where is the Admirall?
wln 0365Admi.O let me pray before I dye.
wln 0366Gonza.Then pray vnto our Ladye,
wln 0367kisse this crosse.Stab him.
wln 0368Admi.O God forgiue my sins.
wln 0369Guise,Gonzago, what, is he dead?
wln 0370Gonza.I my Lord.
wln 0371Guise.Then throw him down.
wln 0372Anioy.Now cosin view him well, it may be it is
wln 0373some other, and he escapte.
wln 0374Guise.Cosin tis he, I know him by his look.

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wln 0375See where my Souldier shot him through the arm.
wln 0376He mist him neer, but we haue strook him now.
wln 0377Ah base Shatillian and degenerate, cheef standard
wln 0378bearer to the Lutheranes,
wln 0379Thus in despite of thy Religion,
wln 0380The Duke of Guise stampes on thy liueles bulke.
wln 0381Anioy.Away with him, cut of his head and
wln 0382 handes.
wln 0383And send them for a present to the Pope:
wln 0384And when this iust reuenge is finished,
wln 0385Vnto mount Faucon will we dragge his coarse:
wln 0386And he that liuing hated so the crosse,
wln 0387Shall being dead, be hangd thereon in chaines.
wln 0388Guise.Anioy, Gonzago, Retes, if that you three,
wln 0389Will be as resolute as I and Dumaine:
wln 0390There shall not a Hugonet breath in France.
wln 0391Anioy.I sweare by this crosse, wee’l not be
wln 0392 partiall,
wln 0393But slay as many as we can come neer.
wln 0394Guise.Mountsorrell, goe shoote the ordinance of,
wln 0395That they which haue already set the street
wln 0396May know their watchword, then tole the bell,
wln 0397And so lets forward to the Massacre.
wln 0398Mount.I will my Lord,Exit. Mount.
wln 0399Guise.And now my Lords let vs closely to our
wln 0400 busines.
wln 0401Anioy.Anioy will follow thee.
wln 0402Du.And so will Dumaine.
wln 0403The ordinance being shot of, the bell tolles.
wln 0404Guise.Come then, lets away.Exeunt.

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wln 0405The Guise enters againe, with all the rest, with their
wln 0406Swords drawne, chasing the Protestants.

wln 0407Guise.
wln 0408Tue tue, tue, let none escape, murder the
wln 0409 Hugonets.
wln 0410Anioy.Kill them, kill them.Exeunt.
wln 0411Enter Loreine running, the Guise and the rest
wln 0412pursuing him.

wln 0413Guise.Loreine, Loreine, follow Loreine, Sirra,
wln 0414Are you a preacher of these heresies?
wln 0415LoreineI am a preacher of the word of God,
wln 0416And thou a traitor to thy soule and him.
wln 0417Guise.Dearely beloued brother, thus tis
wln 0418written.he stabs him.
wln 0419Anioy.Stay my Lord, let me begin the psalme.
wln 0420Guise.Come dragge him away and throw him
wln 0421in a ditch.Exeunt.
wln 0422Enter Mountsorrell and knocks at Serouns doore.
wln 0423Serouns wife.Who is that which knocks there?
wln 0424Mount.Mountsorrell from the Duke of Guise.
wln 0425Wife.Husband come down, heer’s one would
wln 0426speak with you from the Duke of Guise.
wln 0427Enter Seroune.

wln 0428Seroune.
wln 0429To speek with me from such a man as he?
wln 0430Mount.I, I, for this Seroune, and thou shalt
wln 0431hate.shewing his dagger.
wln 0432Seroune.O let me pray before I take my death.
wln 0433Mount.Despatch then quickly.

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wln 0434Seroune.O Christ my Sauiour.
wln 0435Mount.Christ, villaine, why darst thou presume
wln 0436to call on Christ, without the intercession of
wln 0437some Saint? Sancta Iacobus hee was my Saint,
wln 0438pray to him.
wln 0439Seroune.O let me pray vnto my God.
wln 0440Mount.Then take this with you.Stab him.
wln 0441Exit.
wln 0442Enter Ramus in his studie.

wln 0443Ramus.What fearfull cries comes from the
wln 0444 riuer Rene,
wln 0445That frightes poore Ramus sitting at his book?
wln 0446I feare the Guisians haue past the bridge,
wln 0447And meane once more to menace me.

wln 0448Enter Taleus.

wln 0449Taleus.Flye Ramus flye, if thou wilt saue thy life,
wln 0450Ramus.Tell me Taleus, wherfore should I flye?
wln 0451Taleus.The Guisians are hard at thy doore, and
wln 0452meane to murder vs: harke, harke they come,
wln 0453Ile leap out at the window.
wln 0454Ramus.Sweet Taleus stay.

wln 0455Enter Gonzago and Retes.

wln 0456Gonzago.
wln 0457Who goes there?
wln 0458Retes.Tis Taleus, Ramus bedfellow.

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wln 0459Gonza.What art thou?
wln 0460Tal.I am as Ramus is, a Christian.
wln 0461Ret.O let him goe, he is a catholick.
wln 0462Enter Ramus. Exit Taleus.
wln 0463Gon.Come Ramus, more golde, or thou shalt
wln 0464haue the stabbe.
wln 0465Ramus.Alas I am a scholler, how should I haue
wln 0466 golde?
wln 0467All that I haue is but my stipend from the King,
wln 0468Which is no sooner receiu’d but it is spent.

wln 0469Enter the Guise and Anioy.

wln 0470Anioy.
wln 0471Who haue you there?
wln 0472Ret.Tis Ramus, the Kings professor of Logick.
wln 0473Guise,Stab him.
wln 0474Ramus.O good my Lord, wherein hath Ramus
wln 0475been so offencious.
wln 0476Guise.Marry sir, in hauing a smack in all,
wln 0477And yet didst neuer sound anything to the depth.
wln 0478Was it not thou that scoftes the Organon,
wln 0479And said it was a heape of vanities?
wln 0480He that will be a flat decotamest,
wln 0481And seen in nothing but Epetomies:
wln 0482Is in your iudgment thought a learned man.
wln 0483And he forsooth must goe and preach in Germany:
wln 0484Excepting against Doctors actions,
wln 0485And ipsi dixi with this quidditie,
wln 0486Argumentum testimonis est in arte fetialis.

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wln 0487To contradict which, I say Ramus shall dye:
wln 0488How answere you that? your nego argumentum
wln 0489 cannot serue, sirra, kill him.
wln 0490Ra.O good my Lord, let me but speak a word.
wln 0491Anioy.Well, say on.
wln 0492Ramus.Not for my life doe I desire this pause,
wln 0493But in my latter houre to purge my selfe,
wln 0494In that I know the things that I haue wrote,
wln 0495Which as I heare one Shekins takes it ill:
wln 0496Because my places being but three, contains all his:
wln 0497I knew the Organon to be confusde,
wln 0498And I reduc’d it into better forme.
wln 0499And this for Aristotle will I say,
wln 0500That he that despiseth him, can nere
wln 0501Be good in Logick or Philosophie.
wln 0502And thats because the blockish thorbonest,
wln 0503Attribute as much vnto their workes,
wln 0504As to the seruice of the eternall God.
wln 0505Guise.Why suffer you that peasant to declaime?
wln 0506Stab him I say and send him to his freends in hell.
wln 0507Anioy.Nere was there Colliars sonne so full
wln 0508 of pride.kill him.
wln 0509Guise.My Lord of Anioy, there are a hundred
wln 0510 Protestants.
wln 0511Which we haue chaste into the riuer Rene,
wln 0512That swim about and so preserue their liues:
wln 0513How may we doe? I feare me they will liue.
wln 0514Dumaine.Goe place some men vpon the bridge,
wln 0515With bowes and dartes to shoot at them they see,
wln 0516And sinke them in the riuer as they swim.

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wln 0517Guise.Tis well aduisde Dumain, goe see it strait
wln 0518 be done.
wln 0519And in the mean time my Lord, could we deuise,
wln 0520To get those pedantes from the King Nauarre,
wln 0521that are tutors to him and the prince of Condy.
wln 0522Anioy.For that let me alone, Cousin stay you heer,
wln 0523And when you see me in, then follow hard.
wln 0524He knocketh, and enter the King of Nauarre and
wln 0525Prince of Condy, with their scholmaisters.

wln 0526How now my Lords, how fare you?
wln 0527Nauar.My Lord, they say that all the
wln 0528protestants are massacred.
wln 0529AnioyI, so they are, but yet what remedy:
wln 0530I haue done what I could to stay this broile.
wln 0531Nauarr.But yet my Lord the report doth run,
wln 0532That you were one that made this Massacre.
wln 0533An.Who I, you are deceiued, I rose but now.
wln 0534Enter Guise.
wln 0535Guise.Murder the Hugonets, take those pedantes (hence.
wln 0536Na.Thou traitor Guise, lay of thy bloudy hands.
wln 0537Condy.Come let vs goe tell the King.Exeunt.
wln 0538Guise.Come sirs, Ile whip you to death with my
wln 0539 punniards point.he kils them.
wln 0540An.Away with them both.Exit Anioy.
wln 0541Guise.And now sirs for this night let our fury stay.
wln 0542Yet will we not that the Massacre shall end,
wln 0543Gonzago poste you to Orleance,
wln 0544Retes to Deep, Mountsorrell vnto Roan,
wln 0545And spare not one that you suspect of heresy.
wln 0546and now stay that bel that to ye deuils mattins rings

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wln 0547Now euery man put of his burgonet,
wln 0548And so conuey him closely to his bed.Exeunt.

wln 0549Enter Anioy, with two Lords of Poland.

wln 0550Anioy.
wln 0551My Lords of Poland I must needs confesse,
wln 0552The offer of your Prince Electors, farre
wln 0553Beyond the reach of my desertes:
wln 0554For Poland is as I haue been enformde,
wln 0555A martiall people, worthy such a King,
wln 0556As hath sufficient counsaile in himselfe,
wln 0557To lighten doubts and frustrate subtile foes.
wln 0558And such a King whom practise long hath taught,
wln 0559To please himselfe with mannage of the warres.
wln 0560The greatest warres within our Christian bounds,
wln 0561I meane our warres against the Muscouites:
wln 0562And on the other side against the Turke,
wln 0563Rich Princes both, and mighty Emperours:
wln 0564Yet by my brother Charles our King of France,
wln 0565And by his graces councell it is thought,
wln 0566that if I vndertake to weare the crowne
wln 0567Of Poland, it may preiudice their hope
wln 0568Of my inheritance to the crowne of France:
wln 0569For if th’almighty take my brother hence,
wln 0570By due discent the Regall seat is mine.
wln 0571With Poland therfore must I couenant thus,
wln 0572That if by death of Charles, the diadem
wln 0573Of France be cast on me, then with your leaues
wln 0574I may retire me to my natiue home.
If your

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wln 0575If your commission serue to warrant this,
wln 0576I thankfully shall vndertake the charge
wln 0577Of you and yours, and carefully maintaine
wln 0578the wealth and safety of your kingdomes right.
wln 0579Lord.All this and more your highnes
wln 0580 shall commaund,
wln 0581For Polands crowne and kingly diadem.
wln 0582Anioy.Then come my Lords, lets goe.Exeunt.

wln 0583Enter two with the Admirals body.
wln 05841.Now sirra, what shall we doe with
wln 0585the Admirall?
wln 05862.Why let vs burne him for an heretick.
wln 05871.O no, his bodye will infect the fire, and the
wln 0588fire the aire, and so we shall be poysoned with
wln 0589him.
wln 05902.What shall we doe then?
wln 05911.Lets throw him into the riuer.
wln 05922.Oh twill corrupt the water, and the water
wln 0593the fish, and by the fish our selues when we eate
wln 0594them.
wln 05951.Then throw him into the ditch.
wln 05962.No, no, to decide all doubts, be rulde by me,
wln 0597lets hang him heere vpon this tree.
wln 05981,Agreede.They hang him.

wln 0599Enter the Duke of Guise, and Queene Mother, and
wln 0600the Cardinall.

wln 0601Guise.Now Madame, how like you our lusty
wln 0602 Admirall?

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wln 0603Queene.Beleeue me Guise he becomes the place
wln 0604 so well,
wln 0605As I could long ere this haue wisht him there.
wln 0606But come lets walke aside, thair’s not very sweet.
wln 0607Guise.No by my faith Madam.
wln 0608Sirs, take him away and throw him in some ditch.
wln 0609carry away the dead body.
wln 0610And now Madam as I vnderstand,
wln 0611There are a hundred Hugonets and more,
wln 0612Which in the woods doe holde their synagogue:
wln 0613And dayly meet about this time of day,
wln 0614And thither will I to put them to the sword.
wln 0615Qu.Doe so sweet Guise, let vs delay no time,
wln 0616For if these straglers gather head againe,
wln 0617And disperse themselues throughout the Realme
wln 0618 of France,
wln 0619It will be hard for vs to worke their deaths.
wln 0620Be gone, delay no time sweet Guise.
wln 0621Guise.Madam, I goe as whirl-windes rage
wln 0622 before a storme,Exit Guise.
wln 0623Qu.My Lord of Loraine haue you markt of late,
wln 0624How Charles our sonne begins for to lament:
wln 0625For the late nights worke which my Lord of Guise
wln 0626Did make in Paris amongst the Hugonites?
wln 0627Card.Madam, I haue heard him solemnly vow,
wln 0628With the rebellious King of Nauarre,
wln 0629For to reuenge their deaths vpon vs all.
wln 0630Qu.I, but my Lord let me alone for that,
wln 0631For Katherine must haue her will in France:
wln 0632As I doe liue, so surely shall he dye.

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wln 0633And Henry then shall weare the diadem.
wln 0634And if he grudge or crosse his Mothers will,
wln 0635Ile disinherite him and all the rest:
wln 0636For Ile rule France, but they shall weare the (crowne:
wln 0637And if they storme, I then may pull them downe.
wln 0638Come my Lord lets vs goe.Exeunt.

wln 0639Enter fiue or sixe Protestants with bookes, and kneele to-
wln 0640gether. Enter also the Guise.

wln 0641Guise.Downe with the Hugonites, murder them.
wln 0642Protestant.O Mounser de Guise, heare me but
wln 0643 speake.
wln 0644Guise.No villain, that toung of thine,
wln 0645That hath blasphemde the holy Church of Rome,
wln 0646Shall driue no plaintes into the Guises eares,
wln 0647To make the iustice of my heart relent:
wln 0648Tue, tue, tue, let none escape:kill them.
wln 0649So, dragge them away.Exeunt.
wln 0650Enter the King of France, Nauar and Epernoune stay-
wln 0651ing him: enter Qu. Mother, and the Cardinall.

wln 0652King.
wln 0653O let me stay and rest me heer a while,
wln 0654A griping paine hath ceasde vpon my heart:
wln 0655A sodaine pang, the messenger of death.
wln 0656Qu.O say not so, thou kill’st thy mothers heart.
wln 0657King.I must say so, paine forceth me complaine.
wln 0658Na.Comfort your selfe my Lord and haue no
wln 0659 doubt,
wln 0660But God will sure restore you to your health.
wln 0661King.O no, my louing brother of Nauarre.
I haue

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wln 0662I haue deseru’d a scourge I must confesse,
wln 0663Yet is there pacience of another sort,
wln 0664Then to misdoe the welfare of their King:
wln 0665God graunt my neerest freends may proue
wln 0666 no worse.
wln 0667O holde me vp, my sight begins to faile,
wln 0668My sinnewes shrinke, my braines turne vpside
wln 0669 downe,
wln 0670My heart doth break, I faint and dye.He dies.
wln 0671Queene,What art thou dead, sweet sonne speak
wln 0672 to thy Mother,
wln 0673O no, his soule is fled from out his breast,
wln 0674And he nor heares, nor sees vs what we doe:
wln 0675My Lords, what resteth there now for to be done?
wln 0676But that we presently despatch Embassadours
wln 0677To Poland, to call Henry back againe,
wln 0678To weare his brothers crowne and dignity.
wln 0679Epernoune, goe see it presently be done,
wln 0680And bid him come without delay to vs.
wln 0681Eper.Madam, I will.Exit Eper.
wln 0682Queene.And now my Lords after these funerals
wln 0683 be done,
wln 0684We will with all the speed we can prouide,
wln 0685For Henries coronation from Polonie:
wln 0686Come let vs take his body hence.
wln 0687All goe out, but Nauarre and Pleshe.
wln 0688Nauar,And now Nauarre whilste that these
wln 0689 broiles doe last,
wln 0690My opportunity may serue me fit,
wln 0691To steale from France, and hye me to my home.

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wln 0692For heers no saftie in the Realme for me,
wln 0693And now that Henry is cal’d from Polland,
wln 0694It is my due by iust succession:
wln 0695And therefore as speedily as I can perfourme,
wln 0696Ile muster vp an army secretly,
wln 0697For feare that Guise ioyn’d with the K. of Spaine,
wln 0698Might seeme to crosse me in mine enterprise.
wln 0699But God that alwaies doth defend the right,
wln 0700Will shew his mercy and preserue vs still.
wln 0701Pleshe.The vertues of our true Religion,
wln 0702Cannot but march with many graces more:
wln 0703Whose army shall discomfort all your foes,
wln 0704And at the length in Pampelonia crowne,
wln 0705In spite of Spaine and all the popish power,
wln 0706That holdes it from your highnesse wrongfully:
wln 0707Your Maiestie her rightfull Lord and Soueraigne.
wln 0708Nauar.Truth Pleshe, and God so prosper
wln 0709 me in all,
wln 0710As I entend to labour for the truth,
wln 0711And true profession of his holy word:
wln 0712Come Pleshe, lets away whilste time doth serue,
wln 0713Ezeunt.
wln 0714Sound Trumpets within, and then all crye viue la Roy
wln 0715two or three times.

wln 0716Enter Henry crownd: Queene, Cardinall, Duke of
wln 0717Guise, Epernoone, the kings Minions, with others,
wln 0718and the Cutpurse.

wln 0719All.Viue la Roy, viue la Roy,Sound Trumpets.
wln 0720Qu.Welcome from Poland Henry once agayne,

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wln 0721Welcome to France thy fathers royall seate,
wln 0722Heere hast thou a country voide of feares,
wln 0723A warlike people to maintaine thy right,
wln 0724A watchfull Senate for ordaining lawes,
wln 0725A louing mother to preserue thy state,
wln 0726And all things that a King may wish besides:
wln 0727All this and more hath Henry with his crowne.
wln 0728Car.And long may Henry enioy all this & more,
wln 0729All.Viue la Roy, viue la Roy.Sound trumpets.
wln 0730Henry,Thanks to you al. The guider of all
wln 0731 crownes,
wln 0732Graunt that our deeds may wel deserue your loues:
wln 0733And so they shall, if fortune speed my will,
wln 0734And yeeld your thoughts to height of my desertes.
wln 0735What saies our Minions, think they Henries heart
wln 0736Will not both harbour loue and Maiestie?
wln 0737Put of that feare, they are already ioynde,
wln 0738No person, place, or time, or circumstance,
wln 0739Shall slacke my loues affection from his bent,
wln 0740As now you are, so shall you still persist,
wln 0741Remooueles from the fauours of your King.
wln 0742Mugeroun.We know that noble mindes change
wln 0743 not their thoughts
wln 0744For wearing of a crowne: in that your grace,
wln 0745Hath worne the Poland diadem, before
wln 0746you were inuested in the crowne of France:
wln 0747Henry.I tell thee Mugeroun we will be freends,
wln 0748And fellowes to, what euer stormes arise.
wln 0749Mugeroun.Then may it please your Maiestie
wln 0750 to giue me leaue,

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wln 0751To punish those that doe prophane this holy feast.
wln 0752He cuts of the Cutpurse eare, for cutting of the
wln 0753golde buttons off his cloake.

wln 0754Henry.How meanst thou that?
wln 0755Cutpurse.O Lord, mine eare.
wln 0756Mugeroun.Come sir, giue me my buttons
wln 0757and heers your eare.
wln 0758Guise.Sirra, take him away.
wln 0759Henry.Hands of good fellow, I will be
wln 0760 his baile
wln 0761For this offence: goe sirra, worke no more,
wln 0762Till this our Coronation day be past:
wln 0763And now our solemne rites of Coronation done,
wln 0764What now remaines, but for a while to feast,
wln 0765And spend some daies in barriers, tourny, tylte,
wln 0766and like disportes, such as doe fit the Court?
wln 0767Lets goe my Lords, our dinner staies for vs.
wln 0768Goe out all, but the Queene and the Cardinall.
wln 0769Queene.
wln 0770My Lord Cardinall of Loraine, tell me,
wln 0771How likes your grace my sonnes pleasantnes?
wln 0772His minde you see runnes on his minions,
wln 0773And all his heauen is to delight himselfe:
wln 0774And whilste he sleepes securely thus in ease,
wln 0775Thy brother Guise and we may now prouide,
wln 0776To plant our selues with such authoritie,
wln 0777as not a man may liue without our leaues.
wln 0778Then shall the Catholick faith of Rome,
wln 0779Flourish in France, and none deny the same,
wln 0780Car.Madam, as in secrecy I was tolde,

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wln 0781My brother Guise hath gathered a power of men,
wln 0782Which as he saith, to kill the Puritans,
wln 0783But tis the house of Burbon that he meanes.
wln 0784Now Madam must you insinuate with the King,
wln 0785And tell him that tis for his Countries good,
wln 0786And common profit of Religion.
wln 0787Qu.Tush man, let me alone with him,
wln 0788To work the way to bring this thing to passe:
wln 0789And if he doe deny what I doe say,
wln 0790Ile dispatch him with his brother presently.
wln 0791And then shall Mounser weare the diadem:
wln 0792Tush, all shall dye vnles I haue my will.
wln 0793For while she liues Katherine will be Queene.
wln 0794Come my Lords, let vs goe seek the Guise,
wln 0795And then determine of this enterprise.Exeunt.
wln 0796Enter the Duchesse of Guise, and her Maide,
wln 0797Duch.Goe fetch me pen and inke.
wln 0798Maid.I will Madam.Exit Maid.
wln 0799Duch.That I may write vnto my dearest Lord.
wln 0800Sweet Mugeroune, tis he that hath my heart,
wln 0801And Guise vsurpes it, cause I am his wife:
wln 0802Faine would I finde some means to speak with him
wln 0803but cannot, and therfore am enforst to write,
wln 0804That he may come and meet me in some place,
wln 0805Where we may one inioy the others sight.
wln 0806Enter the Maid with Inke and Paper.
wln 0807So, set it down and leaue me to my selfe.
wln 0808She writes. O would to God this quill that heere
wln 0809 doth write,
wln 0810Had late been pluckt from out faire Cupids wing:

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wln 0811That it might print these lines within his heart.

wln 0812Enter the Guise.

wln 0813Guise.What, all alone my loue, and writing too:
wln 0814I prethee say to whome thou writes?
wln 0815Duch.To such a one my Lord, as when she reads
wln 0816my lines, will laugh I feare me at their good aray.
wln 0817Guise.I pray thee let me see.
wln 0818Duch.O no my Lord, a woman only must
wln 0819partake the secrets of my heart.
wln 0820Guise.But Madam I must see.he takes it.
wln 0821Are these your secrets that no man must know?
wln 0822Duch.O pardon me my Lord.
wln 0823Guise.Thou trothles and vniust, what lines
wln 0824 are these?
wln 0825Am I growne olde, or is thy lust growne yong,
wln 0826Or hath my loue been so obscurde in thee,
wln 0827That others needs to comment on my text?
wln 0828Is all my loue forgot which helde thee deare?
wln 0829I, dearer then the apple of mine eye?
wln 0830Is Guises glory but a clowdy mist,
wln 0831In sight and iudgement of thy lustfull eye?
wln 0832Mor du, wert not the fruit within thy wombe,
wln 0833Of whose encrease I set some longing hope:
wln 0834This wrathfull hand should strike thee to the hart.
wln 0835Hence strumpet, hide thy head for shame,
wln 0836And fly my presence if thou looke to liue.Exit.
wln 0837O wicked sexe, periured and vniust,
wln 0838Now doe I see that from the very first,

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wln 0839Her eyes and lookes sow’d seeds of periury,
wln 0840But villaine he to whom these lines should goe,
wln 0841Shall buy her loue euen with his dearest bloud.
wln 0842Exit.
wln 0843Enter the King of Nauarre, Pleshe and Bartus, and
wln 0844their train, with drums and trumpets.

wln 0845Nauarre.
wln 0846My Lords, sith in a quarrell iust and right,
wln 0847We vndertake to mannage these our warres:
wln 0848Against the proud disturbers of the faith,
wln 0849I meane the Guise, the Pope, and King of Spaine,
wln 0850Who set themselues to tread vs vnder foot,
wln 0851And rent our true religion from this land.
wln 0852But for you know our quarrell is no more,
wln 0853But to defend their strange inuentions,
wln 0854Which they will put vs to with sword and fire:
wln 0855We must with resolute mindes resolue to fight,
wln 0856In honor of our God and countries good.
wln 0857Spaine is the counsell chamber of the pope,
wln 0858Spaine is the place where he makes peace
wln 0859 and warre,
wln 0860And Guise for Spaine hath now incenst the King,
wln 0861To send his power to meet vs in the field.
wln 0862Bartus.Then in this bloudy brunt they
wln 0863 may beholde,
wln 0864The sole endeuour of your princely
wln 0865 care,
wln 0866To plant the true succession of the faith,
wln 0867In spite of Spaine and all his heresies.

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wln 0868Nauarre.The power of vengeance now
wln 0869 incampes it selfe,
wln 0870Vpon the hauty mountains of my brest:
wln 0871plaies with her goary coulours of reuenge,
wln 0872Whom I respect as leaues of boasting greene,
wln 0873That change their coulour when the winter comes,
wln 0874When I shall vaunt as victor in reuenge.

wln 0875Enter a Messenger.
wln 0876How now sirra, what newes?
wln 0877Mes.My Lord, as by our scoutes we vnder-
wln 0878 stande,
wln 0879A mighty army comes from France with speed:
wln 0880Which are already mustered in the land,
wln 0881And meanes to meet your highnes in the field.
wln 0882Na.In Gods name, let them come.
wln 0883This is the Guise that hath incenst the King,
wln 0884To leauy armes and make these ciuill broyless
wln 0885But canst thou tell who is their generall?
wln 0886Mes.Not yet my Lord, for thereon doe
wln 0887 they stay:
wln 0888But as report doth goe, the Duke of Joyeux
wln 0889Hath made great sute vnto the King therfore.
wln 0890Na.It will not counteruaile his paines I hope,
wln 0891I would the Guise in his steed might haue come,
wln 0892But he doth lurke within his drousie couch,
wln 0893And makes his footstoole on securitie:
wln 0894So he be safe he cares not what becomes,
wln 0895Of King or Country, no not for them both.
wln 0896But come my Lords, let vs away with speed,

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wln 0897And place our selues in order for the fight.
wln 0898Exeunt.
wln 0899Enter the King of France, Duke of Guise, Epernoune,
wln 0900and Duke Ioyeux.

wln 0901King.My sweet Ioyeux, I make thee Generall,
wln 0902Of all my army now in readines:
wln 0903To march against the rebellious King Nauarre,
wln 0904At thy request I am content thou goe,
wln 0905Although my loue to thee can hardly suffer,
wln 0906Regarding still the danger of thy life.
wln 0907Ioyeux.Thanks to your Maiestie, and so I take
wln 0908 my leaue.
wln 0909Farwell to my Lord of Guise and Epernoune,
wln 0910Guise.Health and harty farwell to my Lord
wln 0911 Ioyeux.Exit Ioyeux.
wln 0912King.So kindely Cosin of Guise you and your
wln 0913wife doe both salute our louely Minions.
wln 0914he makes hornes at the Guise.
wln 0915Remember you the letter gentle sir, which your
wln 0916wife writ to my deare Minion, and her chosen
wln 0917freend?
wln 0918Guise.How now my Lord, faith this is more
wln 0919 then need,
wln 0920Am I thus to be iested at and scornde?
wln 0921Tis more then kingly or Emperious.
wln 0922And sure if all the proudest Kings in
wln 0923Christendome, should beare me such derision:
wln 0924They should know how I scornde them and their
wln 0925 mockes.
I loue

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wln 0926I loue your Minions, dote on them your selfe,
wln 0927I know none els but holdes them in disgrace:
wln 0928And heer by all the Saints in heauen I sweare,
wln 0929That villain for whom I beare this deep disgrace:
wln 0930Euen for your words that haue incenst me so,
wln 0931Shall buy that strumpets fauour with his blood.
wln 0932Whether he haue dishonoured me or no.
wln 0933Par la mor du, Il mera.Exit.
wln 0934King.Beleeue me this iest bites sore.
wln 0935Eper.My Lord, twere good to make them frends
wln 0936For his othes are seldome spent in vaine.

wln 0937Enter Mugeroun.
wln 0938King.How now Mugeroun, metst thou not
wln 0939 the Guise at the doore?
wln 0940Muge.Not I my Lord, what if I had?
wln 0941King.Marry if thou hadst, thou mightst haue
wln 0942 had the stab,
wln 0943For he hath solemnely sworne thy death.
wln 0944Muge.I may be stabd, and liue till he be dead,
wln 0945But wherfore beares he me such deadly hate?
wln 0946King.Because his wife beares thee such
wln 0947 kindely loue.
wln 0948Muge.If that be all, the next time that I meet her,
wln 0949Ile make her shake off loue with her heeles.
wln 0950But which way is he gone, Ile goe make a walk on
wln 0951purpose from the Court to meet with him.Exit.
wln 0952King.I like not this, come Epernoune lets goe seek
wln 0953the Duke and make them freends.Exeunt.
wln 0954Alarums within. The Duke Joyeux slaine.

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wln 0955Enter the King of Nauarre and his traine.

wln 0956Nauarre.
wln 0957The Duke is slaine and all his power dispearst,
wln 0958And we are grac’d with wreathes of victory:
wln 0959Thus God we see doth euer guide the right,
wln 0960To make his glory great vpon the earth.
wln 0961Bar.The terrour of this happy victory,
wln 0962I hope will make the King surcease his hate:
wln 0963And either neuer mannage army more,
wln 0964Or else employ them in some better cause.
wln 0965Na.How many noble men haue lost their
wln 0966 liues,
wln 0967In prosecution of these cruell armes,
wln 0968Is ruth and almost death to call to minde:
wln 0969But God we know will alwaies put them downe,
wln 0970That lift themselues against the perfect truth,
wln 0971Which Ile maintaine so long as life doth last,
wln 0972And with the Q. of England ioyne my force:
wln 0973To beat the papall Monarck from our lands,
wln 0974And keep those relicks from our countries coastes.
wln 0975Come my Lords now that this storme is ouerpast,
wln 0976Let vs away with triumph to our tents.Exeunt.

wln 0977Enter a Souldier.
wln 0978Soul.Sir, to you sir, that dares make the Duke
wln 0979 a cuckolde,
wln 0980And vse a counterfeite key to his
wln 0981 priuie Chamber doore: And although

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wln 0982you take out nothing but your owne, yet you
wln 0983put in that which displeaseth him, and so fore-
wln 0984stall his market, and set vp your standing
wln 0985where you should not: and whereas hee is
wln 0986your Landlord, you will take vpon you to be
wln 0987his, and tyll the ground that he himself should
wln 0988occupy, which is his own free land. If it be not
wln 0989too free there’s the question: and though I
wln 0990come not to take possession (as I would I
wln 0991might) yet I meane to keepe you out, which I
wln 0992will if this geare holde: what are ye come so
wln 0993soone? haue at ye sir.
wln 0994Enter Mugeroun.
wln 0995He shootes at him and killes him.

wln 0996Enter the Guise.

wln 0997Guise.Holde thee tall Souldier, take thee this
wln 0998 and flye.Exit Soul.
wln 0999Lye there the Kings delight, and Guises scorne.
wln 1000Reuenge it Henry as thou list or dare,
wln 1001I did it only in despite of thee.
wln 1002Take him away.

wln 1003Enter the King and Epernoune.
wln 1004King.
wln 1005My Lord of Guise, we vnderstand that you haue
wln 1006gathered a power of men, what your intent is
wln 1007yet we cannot learn, but we presume it is not
wln 1008for our good.

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wln 1009Guise.Why I am no traitor to the crowne
wln 1010 of France.
wln 1011What I haue done tis for the Gospell sake.
wln 1012Eper.Nay for the Popes sake, and thine owne
wln 1013 benefite.
wln 1014What Peere in France but thou (aspiring Guise)
wln 1015Durst be in armes without the Kings consent?
wln 1016I challenge thee for treason in the cause.
wln 1017Guise.Ah base Epernoune, were not his highnes
wln 1018 heere,
wln 1019Thou shouldst perceiue the D. of Guise is mou’d.
wln 1020King.Be patient Guise and threat not Epernoune,
wln 1021Least thou perceiue the King of France be mou’d.
wln 1022Guise.Why? I am a Prince of the Valoyses line,
wln 1023Therfore an enemy to the Burbonites.
wln 1024I am a iuror in the holy league,
wln 1025And therfore hated of the Protestants.
wln 1026What should I doe but stand vpon my guarde?
wln 1027And being able, Ile keep an hoast in pay.
wln 1028Epernoune.Thou able to maintaine an hoast
wln 1029 in pay,
wln 1030That liuest by forraine exhibition.
wln 1031The Pope and King of Spaine are thy good frends,
wln 1032Else all France knowes how poor a Duke thou art.
wln 1033King.I, those are they that feed him with
wln 1034 their golde,
wln 1035To countermaund our will and check our freends.
wln 1036Guise.My Lord, to speak more plainely, thus it is:
wln 1037Being animated by Religious zeale,
wln 1038I meane to muster all the power I can,

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wln 1039To ouerthrow those sexious Puritans:
wln 1040And know my Lord, the Pope will sell
wln 1041 his triple crowne,
wln 1042I, and the catholick Philip King of Spaine,
wln 1043Ere I shall want, will cause his Indians,
wln 1044To rip the golden bowels of America.
wln 1045Nauarre that cloakes them vnderneath his wings,
wln 1046Shall feele the house of Lorayne is his foe:
wln 1047Your highnes needs not feare mine armies force,
wln 1048Tis for your safetie and your enemies wrack.
wln 1049King.Guise, weare our crowne, and be thou
wln 1050 King of France,
wln 1051And as Dictator make or warre or peace,
wln 1052Whilste I cry placet like a Senator,
wln 1053I cannot brook thy hauty insolence,
wln 1054Dismisse thy campe or else by our Edict,
wln 1055Be thou proclaimde a traitor throughout France.
wln 1056Guise.The choyse is hard, I must dissemble.
wln 1057My Lord, in token of my true humilitie,
wln 1058And simple meaning to your Maiestie:
wln 1059I kisse your graces hand, and take my leaue,
wln 1060Intending to dislodge my campe with speed.
wln 1061King.Then farwell Guise, the King and thou
wln 1062 are freends.Exit Guise.
wln 1063Eper.But trust him not my Lord, for had
wln 1064 your highnesse,
wln 1065Seene with what a pompe he entred Paris,
wln 1066And how the Citizens with gifts and shewes
wln 1067Did entertaine him and promised to be at
wln 1068 his commaund:

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wln 1069Nay, they fear’d not to speak in the streetes,
wln 1070That the Guise durst stand in armes against
wln 1071 the King,
wln 1072For not effecting of his holines will.
wln 1073King.Did they of Paris entertaine him so?
wln 1074Then meanes he present treason to our state.
wln 1075Well, let me alone, whose within there?

wln 1076Enter one with a pen and inke.

wln 1077Make a discharge of all my counsell straite,
wln 1078And Ile subscribe my name and seale it straight.
wln 1079My head shall be my counsell, they are false:
wln 1080And Epernoune I will be rulde by thee.
wln 1081Eper.My Lord, I think for safety of your royall
wln 1082 person,
wln 1083It would be good the Guise were made away,
wln 1084And so to quite your grace of all suspect.
wln 1085King.First let vs set our hand and seale to
wln 1086 this,
wln 1087And then Ile tell thee what I meane to doe.(he writes.
wln 1088So, conuey this to the counsell presently.Exit one.
wln 1089And Epernoune though I seeme milde and calme,
wln 1090Thinke not but I am tragicall within:
wln 1091Ile secretly conuay me vnto Bloyse,
wln 1092For now that Paris takes the Guises parte,
wln 1093Heere is no staying for the King of France,
wln 1094Vnles he meane to be betraide and dye:
wln 1095But as I liue, so sure the Guise shall dye.
wln 1096Exeunt.

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wln 1097Enter the King of Nauarre reading of a letter,
wln 1098and Bartus.

wln 1099Nauarre.
wln 1100My Lord, I am aduertised from France,
wln 1101That the Guise hath taken armes against the King,
wln 1102And that Paris is reuolted from his grace.
wln 1103Bar.Then hath your grace fit oportunitie,
wln 1104To shew your loue vnto the King of France:
wln 1105Offering him aide against his enemies,
wln 1106Which cannot but be thankfully receiu’d.
wln 1107Nauarre.Bartus, it shall be so, poast then
wln 1108 to Fraunce,
wln 1109And there salute his highnesse in our name,
wln 1110Assure him all the aide we can prouide,
wln 1111Against the Guisians and their complices.
wln 1112Bartus be gone, commend me to his grace,
wln 1113And tell him ere it be long, Ile visite him.
wln 1114Bar.I will my Lord.Exit.

wln 1115Enter Pleshe.

wln 1116Nauarre.Pleshe,
wln 1117Pleshe.My Lord.
wln 1118NaPleshe, goe muster vp our men with speed,
wln 1119And let them march away to France amaine:
wln 1120For we must aide the King against the Guise.
wln 1121Be gone I say, tis time that we were there.
wln 1122Pleshe.I goe my Lord.

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wln 1123Nauar.That wicked Guise I feare me much
wln 1124 will be,
wln 1125The ruine of that famous Realme of France:
wln 1126For his aspiring thoughts aime at the crowne,
wln 1127And takes his vantage on Religion,
wln 1128To plant the Pope and popelings in the Realme,
wln 1129And binde it wholy to the Sea of Rome:
wln 1130But if that God doe prosper mine attempts,
wln 1131And send vs safely to arriue in France:
wln 1132Wee’l beat him back, and driue him to his death,
wln 1133That basely seekes the ruine of his Realme.
wln 1134Exeunt.
wln 1135Enter the Captaine of the guarde, and
wln 1136three murtherers.

wln 1137Captaine.
wln 1138Come on sirs, what, are you resolutely bent,
wln 1139Hating the life and honour of the Guise?
wln 1140What, will you not feare when you see him come?
wln 11411.Feare him said you? tush, were he heere, we
wln 1142would kill him presently.
wln 11432.O that his heart were leaping in
wln 1144my hand.
wln 11453.But when will he come that we may
wln 1146murther him?
wln 1147Cap.Well, then I see you are resolute.
wln 11481.Let vs alone, I warrant you.
wln 1149Cap.Then sirs take your standings within
wln 1150this Chamber,
wln 1151For anon the Guise will come.

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wln 1152All.You will giue vs our money.
wln 1153Cap.I, I, feare not, stand close, so be resolute:
wln 1154Now fals the star whose influence gouernes
wln 1155 France,
wln 1156Whose light was deadly to the Protestants
wln 1157Now must he fall and perish in his height.

wln 1158Enter the King and Epernoune.

wln 1159King.
wln 1160Now Captain of my guarde, are these murthe-
wln 1161 rers ready?
wln 1162Cap.They be my good Lord.
wln 1163King.But are they resolute and armde to kill,
wln 1164Hating the life and honour of the Guise?
wln 1165Cap.I warrant ye my Lord.
wln 1166King.Then come proud Guise and heere
wln 1167 disgordge thy brest,
wln 1168Surchargde with surfet of ambitious thoughts:
wln 1169Breath out that life wherein my death was hid,
wln 1170And end thy endles treasons with thy death.

wln 1171Enter the Guise and knocketh.

wln 1172Guise.
wln 1173Halla verlete hey: Epernoune, where is the King?
wln 1174Eper.Mounted his royall Cabonet.
wln 1175Guise.I prethee tell him that the Guise
wln 1176 is heere.
wln 1177Eper.And please your grace the Duke of Guise,

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wln 1178doth craue accesse vnto your highnes.
wln 1179King.Let him come in.
wln 1180Come Guise and see thy traiterous guile outreacht,
wln 1181And perish in the pit thou mad’st for me.
wln 1182The Guise comes to the King.
wln 1183Guise.Good morrow to your Maiestie.
wln 1184King.Good morrow to my louing Cousin
wln 1185 of Guise.
wln 1186How fares it this morning with your excel-
wln 1187 lence?
wln 1188Guise.I heard your Maiestie was scarsely
wln 1189 pleasde,
wln 1190That in the Court I bare so great
wln 1191 a traine.
wln 1192King.They were to blame that said I was
wln 1193 displeasde,
wln 1194And you good Cosin to imagine it.
wln 1195Twere hard with me if I should doubt
wln 1196 my kinne,
wln 1197Or be suspicious of my deerest freends:
wln 1198Cousin, assure you I am resolute,
wln 1199Whatsoeuer any whisper in mine eares,
wln 1200Not to suspect disloyaltye in thee,
wln 1201And so sweet Cuz farwell.Exit King.
wln 1202Guise.So, now sues the King for fauour
wln 1203 to the Guise,
wln 1204And all his Minions stoup when I commaund:
wln 1205Why this tis to haue an army in the fielde,
wln 1206Now by the holy sacrament I sweare,
wln 1207As ancient Romanes ouer their Captiue Lords,
So will

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wln 1208So will I triumph ouer this wanton King,
wln 1209And he shall follow my proud Chariots wheeles.
wln 1210Now doe I but begin to look about,
wln 1211And all my former time was spent in vaine:
wln 1212Holde Sworde, for in thee is the Duke of Guises
wln 1213 hope.

wln 1214Enter one of the Murtherers.

wln 1215Villaine, why dost thou look so gastly?
wln 1216speake.
wln 1217Mur.O pardon me my Lord of Guise.
wln 1218Guise.Pardon thee, why what hast thou done?
wln 1219Mur.O my Lord, I am one of them that
wln 1220is set to murder you.
wln 1221Guise.To murder me villaine.
wln 1222Mur.I my Lord, the rest haue taine their stan-
wln 1223dings in the next roome, therefore good my
wln 1224Lord goe not foorth.
wln 1225Guise.Yet Cæsar shall goe forth, let mean consaits,
wln 1226and baser men feare death: tut they are pesants,
wln 1227I am Duke of Guise: and princes with their lookes,
wln 1228ingender feare.
wln 12291.Stand close, he is comming, I know him
wln 1230by his voice.
wln 1231Guise.As pale as ashes, nay then tis time to
wln 1232look about.
wln 1233All.Downe with him, downe with him.
wln 1234They stabbe him.
wln 1235Guise.Oh I haue my deaths wound, giue me
wln 1236leaue to speak.
2. Then

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wln 12372.Then pray to God, and aske forgiuenes
wln 1238of the King.
wln 1239Guise.Trouble me not, I neare
wln 1240 offended him.
wln 1241Nor will I aske forgiuenes of the King.
wln 1242Oh that I haue not power to stay my life,
wln 1243Nor immortalitie to be reueng’d:
wln 1244To dye by Pesantes, what a greefe is this?
wln 1245Ah Sextus, be reueng’d vpon the King,
wln 1246Philip and Parma, I am slaine for you:
wln 1247Pope excommunicate, Philip depose,
wln 1248The wicked branch of curst Valois
wln 1249 his line.
wln 1250Viue la messa, perish Hugonets,
wln 1251Thus Cœsar did goe foorth, and thus
wln 1252 he dyed.He dyes.

wln 1253Enter Captaine of the Guarde.

wln 1254Captaine.
wln 1255What haue you done? then stay a while and Ile
wln 1256goe call the King, but see where he comes.
wln 1257My Lord, see where the Guise is slaine.
wln 1258King.Ah this sweet sight is phisick
wln 1259 to my soule,
wln 1260Goe fetch his sonne for to beholde his death:
wln 1261Surchargde with guilt of thousand
wln 1262 massacres:
wln 1263Mounser of Loraine sinke away to hell,
wln 1264And in remembrance of those
wln 1265 bloudy broyles:

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wln 1266To which thou didst alure me being aliue:
wln 1267And heere in presence of you all I sweare,
wln 1268I nere was King of France vntill this houre:
wln 1269This is the traitor that hath spent my golde,
wln 1270In making forraine warres and ciuile broiles.
wln 1271Did he not draw a sorte of English priestes,
wln 1272From Doway to the Seminary at Remes,
wln 1273To hatch forth treason gainst their naturall
wln 1274 Queene?
wln 1275Did he not cause the King of Spaines huge
wln 1276 fleete,
wln 1277To threaten England and to menace me?
wln 1278Did he not iniure Mounser thats deceast?
wln 1279Hath he not made me in the Popes defence,
wln 1280To spend the treasure that should strength
wln 1281 my land:
wln 1282In ciuill broiles between Nauarre and me?
wln 1283Tush, to be short, he meant to make me Munke,
wln 1284Or else to murder me, and so be King.
wln 1285Let Christian princes that shall heare of this,
wln 1286(As all the world shall know our Guise is dead)
wln 1287Rest satisfied with this that heer I sweare,
wln 1288Nere was there King of France so yoakt as I.
wln 1289Eper.My Lord heer is his sonne.
wln 1290Enter the Guises sonne.

wln 1291King.
wln 1292Boy, look where your father lyes,
wln 1293Yong Guise.My father slaine, who hath done
wln 1294 this deed?

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wln 1295King.Sirra twas I that slew him, and will slay
wln 1296thee too, and thou proue such a traitor.
wln 1297Yong Guise.Art thou King, and hast done this
wln 1298bloudy deed?
wln 1299Ile be reuengde.
wln 1300He offereth to throwe his dagger.
wln 1301King.Away to prison with him, Ile clippe his
wln 1302winges or ere he passe my handes, away with
wln 1303him.Exit Boy.
wln 1304But what auaileth li that this traitors dead,
wln 1305When Duke Dumaine his brother is aliue,
wln 1306And that young Cardinall that is growne
wln 1307 so proud?
wln 1308Goe to the Gouernour of Orleance,
wln 1309And will him in my name to kill the Duke.
wln 1310Get you away and strangle the Cardinall,
wln 1311These two will make one entire Duke of Guise,
wln 1312Especially with our olde mothers helpe.
wln 1313Eper.My Lord, see where she comes, as if she
wln 1314droupt to heare these newes.

wln 1315Enter Queene Mother.

wln 1316King.And let her droup, my heart is light
wln 1317 enough.
wln 1318Mother, how like you this deuice of mine?
wln 1319I slew the Guise, because I would be King.
wln 1320Queene.King, why so thou wert before.
wln 1321Pray God thou be a King now this is done.
wln 1322King.Nay he was King and countermanded me,

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wln 1323But now I will be King and rule my selfe,
wln 1324And make the Guisians stoup that are aliue.
wln 1325Queene.I cannot speak for greefe, when thou
wln 1326 wast borne,
wln 1327I would that I had murdered thee my sonne.
wln 1328My sonne: thou art a changeling, not my sonne.
wln 1329I curse thee and exclaime thee miscreant,
wln 1330Traitor to God, and to the realme of France.
wln 1331King.Cry out, exclaime, houle till thy throat
wln 1332 be hoarce,
wln 1333The Guise is slaine, and I reioyce therefore:
wln 1334And now will I to armes, come Epernoune:
wln 1335And let her greeue her heart out if she will.
wln 1336Exit the King and Epernoune.
wln 1337Queene.Away, leaue me alone to meditate,
wln 1338Sweet Guise, would he had died so thou
wln 1339 wert heere:
wln 1340To whom shall I bewray my secrets now,
wln 1341Or who will helpe to builde Religion?
wln 1342The Protestants will glory and insulte,
wln 1343Wicked Nauarre will get the crowne of France,
wln 1344The Popedome cannot stand, all goes to wrack.
wln 1345And all for thee my Guise, what may I doe?
wln 1346But sorrow seaze vpon my toyling soule,
wln 1347For since the Guise is dead, I will not liue.Exit.

wln 1348Enter two dragging in the Cardenall.
wln 1349Car.Murder me not, I am a Cardenall.
wln 13501.Wert thou the Pope thou mightst not
wln 1351scape from vs.

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wln 1352Car.What will you fyle your handes with
wln 1353 Churchmens bloud?
wln 13542.Shed your bloud, O Lord no: for we entend
wln 1355to strangle you.
wln 1356Car.Then there is no remedye but I must
wln 1357 dye.
wln 13581.No remedye, therefore prepare your
wln 1359 selfe.
wln 1360Car.Yet liues my brother Duke Dumaine,
wln 1361 and many moe:
wln 1362To reuenge our deaths vpon that cursed
wln 1363 King.
wln 1364Vpon whose heart may all the furies gripe,
wln 1365And with their pawes drench his black soule
wln 1366 in hell.
wln 13671.Yours my Lord Cardinall, you should
wln 1368 haue saide.
wln 1369Now they strangle him.
wln 1370So, pluck amaine, he is hard hearted,
wln 1371 therfore pull with violence.
wln 1372Come take him away.Exeunt.

wln 1373Enter Duke Dumayn reading of a letter,
wln 1374with others.

wln 1375Dumaine.
wln 1376My noble brother murthered by the
wln 1377 King,
wln 1378Oh what may I doe, for to reuenge
wln 1379 thy death?

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at Paris.

wln 1380The Kings alone, it cannot satisfie.
wln 1381Sweet Duke of Guise our prop to leane
wln 1382 vpon,
wln 1383Now thou art dead, heere is no stay
wln 1384 for vs:
wln 1385I am thy brother, and ile reuenge thy
wln 1386 death,
wln 1387And roote Valoys his line from forth of
wln 1388 France,
wln 1389And beate proud Burbon to his natiue home.
wln 1390That basely seekes to ioyne with such a
wln 1391 King.
wln 1392Whose murderous thoughts will be his
wln 1393 ouerthrow.
wln 1394Hee wild the Gouernour of Orleance in his
wln 1395 name,
wln 1396That I with speed should haue beene put to
wln 1397 death.
wln 1398But thats preuented, for to end his life.
wln 1399His life, and all those traitors to the Church
wln 1400 of Rome,
wln 1401That durst attempt to murder noble
wln 1402 Guise.

wln 1403Enter the Frier.

wln 1404Frier.
wln 1405My Lord, I come to bring you newes, that your
wln 1406brother the Cardinall of Loraine by the Kings
wln 1407consent is lately strangled vnto death.

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wln 1408Dumaine.My brother Cardenall slaine and
wln 1409 I aliue?
wln 1410O wordes of power to kill a thousand men.
wln 1411Come let vs away and leauy men,
wln 1412Tis warre that must asswage this tyrantes
wln 1413 pride.
wln 1414Frier.My Lord, heare me but speak.
wln 1415I am a Frier of the order of the
wln 1416 Iacobyns,
wln 1417That for my conscience sake will kill the
wln 1418 King.
wln 1419Dumaine.But what doth moue thee aboue the
wln 1420rest to doe the deed?
wln 1421Frier.O my Lord, I haue beene a great sinner in
wln 1422my dayes, and the deed is meritorious.
wln 1423Dumaine.But how wilt thou get opportu-
wln 1424 nitye?
wln 1425Frier.Tush my Lord, let me alone for that.
wln 1426Dumaine.Frier come with me,
wln 1427We will goe talke more of this within.Exeunt.

wln 1428Sound Drumme and Trumpets, and enter the King
wln 1429of France, and Nauarre, Epernoune,
wln 1430Bartus, Pleshe and
wln 1431Souldiers.

wln 1432King.
wln 1433Brother of Nauarre, I sorrow much,
wln 1434That euer I was prou’d your enemy,
wln 1435And that the sweet and princely minde you beare,

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wln 1436Was euer troubled with iniurious warres:
wln 1437I vow as I am lawfull King of France,
wln 1438To recompence your reconciled loue,
wln 1439With all the honors and affections,
wln 1440That euer I vouchsafte my dearest freends.
wln 1441Nauarre.It is enough if that Nauarre
wln 1442 may be,
wln 1443Esteemed faithfull to the King of France:
wln 1444Whose seruice he may still commaund till
wln 1445 death.
wln 1446King.Thankes to my Kingly Brother of
wln 1447 Nauarre.
wln 1448Then heere wee’l lye before Lucrecia walles,
wln 1449Girting this strumpet Cittie with our siege,
wln 1450Till surfeiting with our afflicting armes,
wln 1451She cast her hatefull stomack to the earth.

wln 1452Enter a Messenger.

wln 1453Messenger.
wln 1454And it please your Maiestie heere is a Frier of
wln 1455the order of the Iacobins, sent from the Pre-
wln 1456sident of Paris, that craues accesse vnto your
wln 1457grace.
wln 1458King.Let him come in.

wln 1459Enter Frier with a Letter.

wln 1460Epernoune.
wln 1461I like not this Friers look.

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wln 1462Twere not amisse my Lord, if he were
wln 1463 searcht.
wln 1464King.Sweete Epernoune, our Friers are holy
wln 1465 men,
wln 1466And will not offer violence to their
wln 1467 King,
wln 1468For all the wealth and treasure of the world.
wln 1469Frier, thou dost acknowledge me thy
wln 1470 King:
wln 1471Frier.I my good Lord, and will dye
wln 1472 therein.
wln 1473King.Then come thou neer, and tell what
wln 1474 newes thou bringst.
wln 1475Frier.My Lord, the President of Paris greetes
wln 1476your grace, and sends his dutie by these spee-
wln 1477dye lines, humblye crauing your gracious
wln 1478reply.
wln 1479King.Ile read them Frier, and then Ile answere
wln 1480 thee.
wln 1481Frier.Sancte Iacobus, now haue mercye vpon
wln 1482 me.

wln 1483He stabs the King with a knife as he readeth
wln 1484the letter, and then the King getteth the
wln 1485knife and killes him.

wln 1486Epernoune.
wln 1487O my Lord, let him liue a while.
wln 1488King.No, let the villaine dye, and feele in hell,
wln 1489iust torments for his trechery.

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wln 1490Nauarre.What, is your highnes hurt?
wln 1491King.Yes Nauarre, but not to death
wln 1492 I hope.
wln 1493Nauarre.God shield your grace from such
wln 1494 a sodaine death:
wln 1495Goe call a surgeon hether strait.
wln 1496King.What irreligeous Pagans partes be
wln 1497 these,
wln 1498Of such as holde them of the holy church?
wln 1499Take hence that damned villaine from my
wln 1500 sight.
wln 1501Eper.Ah, had your highnes let him liue,
wln 1502We might haue punisht him to his deserts.
wln 1503King.Sweet Epernoune all Rebels vnder heauen,
wln 1504shall take example by their punishment, how
wln 1505they beare armes against their soueraigne.
wln 1506Goe call the English Agent hether strait,
wln 1507Ile send my sister England newes of this,
wln 1508And giue her warning of her trecherous foes.
wln 1509Nauarre.Pleaseth your grace to let the Surgeon
wln 1510search your wound.
wln 1511King.The wound I warrant ye is deepe
wln 1512 my Lord,
wln 1513Search Surgeon and resolue me what thou
wln 1514 seest.
wln 1515The Surgeon searcheth.

wln 1516Enter the English Agent.

wln 1517Agent for England, send thy mistres word,

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wln 1518What this detested Iacobin hath done.
wln 1519Tell her for all this that I hope to liue,
wln 1520Which if I doe, the Papall Monarck goes
wln 1521 to wrack.
wln 1522And antechristian kingdome falles.
wln 1523These bloudy hands shall teare his triple Crowne,
wln 1524And fire accursed Rome about his eares.
wln 1525Ile fire his crased buildings and incense,
wln 1526The papall towers to kisse the holy earth.
wln 1527Nauarre, giue me thy hand, I heere do sweare,
wln 1528To ruinate that wicked Church of Rome,
wln 1529That hatcheth vp such bloudy practises.
wln 1530And heere protest eternall loue to thee,
wln 1531And to the Queene of England specially,
wln 1532Whom God hath blest for hating Papestry.
wln 1533Nauarre.These words reuiue my thoughts
wln 1534 and comforts me,
wln 1535To see your highnes in this vertuous minde.
wln 1536King.Tell me Surgeon, shall I liue?
wln 1537Sur.Alas my Lord, the wound is dangerous, for
wln 1538you are stricken with a poysoned knife.
wln 1539King.A poysoned knife, what shall the French
wln 1540 king dye,
wln 1541Wounded and poysoned, both at once?
wln 1542Eper.O that that damned villaine were aliue
wln 1543 againe,
wln 1544That we might torture him with some new
wln 1545 found death.
wln 1546Bar.He died a death too good, the deuill of hell
wln 1547torture his wicked soule.

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wln 1548King.Ah curse him not sith he is dead, O the fa-
wln 1549tall poyson workes within my brest, tell me
wln 1550Surgeon and flatter not, may I liue?
wln 1551Sur.Alas my Lord, your highnes cannot liue.
wln 1552Nauarre.Surgeon, why saist thou so? the King
wln 1553may liue.
wln 1554King.Oh no Nauarre, thou must be King
wln 1555 of France.
wln 1556Nauarre.Long may you liue, and still be King of
wln 1557 France.
wln 1558Eper.Or else dye Epernoune.
wln 1559King.Sweet Epernoune thy King must dye.
wln 1560My Lords, fight in the quarrell of this valiant
wln 1561 Prince,
wln 1562For he is your lawfull King and my next heire:
wln 1563Valoyses lyne ends in my tragedie.
wln 1564Now let the house of Bourbon weare the crowne,
wln 1565And may it neuer end in bloud as mine hath
wln 1566 done.
wln 1567Weep not sweet Nauarre, but reuenge my
wln 1568 death.
wln 1569Ah Epernoune, is this thy loue to me?
wln 1570Henry thy King wipes of these childish
wln 1571 teares,
wln 1572And bids thee whet thy sword on Sextus bones,
wln 1573That it may keenly slice the Catholicks.
wln 1574He loues me not that sheds most teares,
wln 1575But he that makes most lauish of his bloud.
wln 1576Fire Paris where these trecherous rebels lurke.
wln 1577I dye Nauarre, come beare me to my Sepulchre.

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wln 1578Salute the Queene of England in my name,
wln 1579And tell her Henry dyes her faithfull freend.
wln 1580He dyes.
wln 1581Nauarre.Come Lords, take vp the body of
wln 1582 the King.
wln 1583That we may see it honourably interde:
wln 1584And then I vow for to reuenge his death,
wln 1585As Rome and all those popish Prelates there,
wln 1586Shall curse the time that ere Nauarre was King.
wln 1587And rulde in France by Henries fatall death.

wln 1588They march out with the body of the King, lying
wln 1589on foure mens shoulders with a dead
wln 1590march, drawing weapons
wln 1591on the ground.

wln 1592FINIS.
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