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underneath his wings; Shall feele the house of Lorayne is his foe: Your
highnes need not feare mine armies force; Tis for your safetie and your
enemies wrack。
KING。 Guise; weare our crowne; and be thou King of France; And as
Dictator make or warre or peace; Whilste I cry placet like a Senator。 I
cannot brook thy hauty insolence; Dismisse thy campe or else by our Edict;
Be thou proclaimde a traitor throughout France。
GUISE。 The choyse is hard; I must dissemble。
'Aside。'
My Lord; in token of my true humilitie; And simple meaning to your
Majestie; I kisse your graces hand; and take my leave; Intending to
dislodge my campe with speed。
KING。 Then farwell Guise; the King and thou art freends。
Exit Guise。
EPERNOUNE。 But trust him not my Lord; For had your highnesse
seene with what a pompe He entred Paris; and how the Citizens With gifts
and shewes did entertaine him And promised to be at his commaund: Nay;
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they fear'd not to speak in the streetes; That Guise ch; durst stand in armes
against the King; For not effecting of his holines will。
KING。 Did they of Paris entertaine him so? Then meanes he present
treason to our state。 Well; let me alone; whose within there?
Enter one with e pen and inke。
Make a discharge of all my counsell straite; And Ile subscribe my
name and seale it straight。 My head shall be my counsell; they are false:
And Epernoune I will be rulde by thee。
EPERNOUNE。 My Lord; I think for safety of your person; It would be
good the Guise were made away; And so to quite your grace of all suspect。
KING。 First let us set our hand and seale to this; And then Ile tell thee
what I meane to doe。
He writes。
So; convey this to the counsell presently。
Exit one。
And Epernoune though I seeme milde and calme; Thinke not but I am
tragicall within: Ile secretly convey me unto Bloyse; For now that Paris
takes the Guises parse; Heere is not staying for the King of France; Unles
he means to be betraide and dye: But as I live; so sure the Guise shall dye。
Exeunt。
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'Scene XVIII'
Enter the King of Navarre reading of a letter; and Bartus。
NAVARRE。 My Lord; I am advertised from France; That the Guise
hath taken armes against the King; And that Paris is revolted from his
grace。
BARTUS。 Then hath your grace fit oportunitie; To shew your love
unto the King of France: Offering him aide against his enemies; Which
cannot but be thankfully receiv'd。
NAVARRE。 Bartus; it shall be so; poast then to Fraunce; And there
salute his highnesse in our name; Assure him all the aide we can provide;
Against the Guisians and their complices。 Bartus be gone; commend me to
his grace; And tell him ere it be long; Ile visite him。
BARTUS。 I will my Lord。
Exit。
NAVARRE。 Pleshe。
Enter Pleshe。
PLESHE。 My Lord。
NAVARRE。 Pleshe; goe muster up our men with speed; And let them
march away to France amaine: For we must aide the King against the
Guise。 Be gone I say; tis time that we were there。
PLESHE。 I goe my Lord。
'Exit。'
NAVARRE。 That wicked Guise I feare me much will be; The wine of
that famous Realme of France: For his aspiring thoughts aime at the
crowne; He takes his vantage on Religion; To plant the Pope and popelings
in the Realme; And binde it wholy to the Sea of Rome: But if that God doe
prosper mine attempts; And send us safely to arrive in France: Wee'l beat
him back; and drive him to his death; That basely seekes the wine of his
Realme。
Exit。
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'Scene XIX'
Enter the Captaine of the guarde; and three murtherers。
CAPTAINE。 Come on sirs; what; are you resolutely bent; Hating the
life and honour of the Guise? What; will you not feare when you see him
come?
1。 Feare him said you? tush; were he heere; we would kill hin
presently。
2。 O that his heart were leaping in my hand。
31。 But when will he come that we may murther him?
CAPTAINE。 Well then; I see you are resolute。
1。 Let us alone; I warrant you。
CAPTAINE。 Then sirs take your standings within this Chamber; For
anon the Guise will come。
ALL。 You will give us our money?
CAPTAINE。 I; I; feare not: stand close; be resolute:
'The murtherers go aside as if in the next room。'
Now fals the star whose influence governes France; Whose light was
deadly to the Protestants: Now must he fall and perish in his height。
Enter the King and Epernoune。
KING。 Now Captain of my guarde; are these murtherers ready?
CAPTAINE。 They be my good Lord。
KING。 But are they resolute and armde to kill; Hating the life and
honour of the Guise?
CAPTAINE。 I warrant you my Lord。
'Exit。'
KING。 Then come proud Guise and heere disgordge thy brest;
Surchargde with surfet of ambitious thoughts: Breath out that life wherein
my death was hid; And end thy endles treasons with thy death。
Enter the Guise 'within' and knocketh。
GUISE。 Holla varlet; hey: Epernoune; where is the King?
EPERNOUNE。 Mounted his royall Cabonet。
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GUISE。 I prethee tell him that the Guise is heere。
EPERNOUNE。 And please your grace the Duke of Guise doth crave
Accesse unto your highnes。
KING。 Let him come in。 Come Guise and see thy traiterous guile
outreacht; And perish in the pit thou mad'st for me。
The Guise comes to the King。
GUISE。 Good morrow to your Majestie。
KING。 Good morrow to my loving Cousin of Guise。 How fares it this
morning with your excellence?
GUISE。 I heard your Majestie was scarcely pleasde; That in the Court
I bear so great a traine。
KING。 They were to blame that said I was displeasde; And you good
Cosin to imagine it。 Twere hard with me if I should doubt my kinne; Or be
suspicious of my deerest freends: Cousin; assure you I am resolute;
Whatever any whisper in mine eares; Not to suspect disloyaltye in thee;
And so sweet Cuz farwell。
Exit King 'and Epernoune'。
GUISE。 So; Now sues the King for favour to the Guise; And all his
Minions stoup when I commaund: Why this tis to have an army in the
fielde。 Now by the holy sacrament I sweare; As ancient Romanes over
their Captive Lords; So will I triumph over this wanton King; And he shall
follow my proud Chariots wheeles。 Now doe I but begin to look about;
And all my former time was spent in vaine: Holde Sworde; For in thee is
the Guises hope。
Enter one of the Murtherers。
Villaine; why cost thou look so gastly? speake。
3。 O pardon me my Lord of Guise。
GUISE。 Pardon thee; why what hast thou done?
3。 O my Lord; I am one of them that is set to murder you。
GUISE。 To murder me; villaine?
3。 I my Lord; the rest have taine their standings in the next roome;
therefore good my Lord goe not foorth。
GUISE。 Yet Caesar shall goe forth。 Let mean consaits; and baser men
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feare death; Tut they are pesants; I am Duke of Guise: And princes with
their lookes ingender feare。
2 MURD。 Stand close; he is comming; I know him by his voice。
GUISE。 As pale as ashes; nay then tis time to look about。
ALL。 Downe with him; downe with him。
They stabbe him。
GUISE。 Oh I have my death wound; give me leave to speak。
2。 Then pray to God; and aske forgivenes of the King。
GUISE。 Trouble me not; I neare offended him; Nor will I aske
forgivenes of the King。 Oh that I have not power to stay my life; Nor
immortalitie to be reve