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SCENE XVI. - Christopher Marlowe, The Works of Christopher Marlowe, vol. 2 [1593]

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The Works of Christopher Marlowe, ed. A.H. Bullen (London: John C. Nimmo, 1885). Vol. 2.

Part of: The Works of Christopher Marlowe, 3 vols.

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SCENE XVI.

Enter1theKingofNavarre, Pleshè, Bartus, and train, with drums and trumpets.

Nav.

  • My lords, sith in a quarrel just and right
  • We undertake to manage these our wars
  • Against the proud disturbers of the faith
  • (I mean the Guise, the Pope, and King of Spain,
  • Who set themselves to tread us under foot,
  • And rent our true religion from this land;
  • But for you know our quarrel is no more
  • But to defend2 their strange inventions,
  • Which they will put us to with sword and fire),
  • We must with resolute minds resolve to fight,

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  • In honour of our God, and country's good.
  • Spain is the council-chamber of the Pope,
  • Spain is the place where he makes peace and war,
  • And Guise for Spain hath now incensed the king
  • To send his power to meet us in the field.

Bar.

  • Then in this bloody brunt they may behold
  • The sole endeavour of your princely care,
  • To plant the true succession of the faith,
  • In spite of Spain and all his heresies.

Nav.

  • The power of vengeance now encamps itself

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  • Upon the haughty mountains of my breast;
  • Plays with her gory colours of revenge,
  • Whom I respect as leaves of boasting green,
  • That change their colour when the winter comes,
  • When I shall vaunt as victor in revenge.
  • Enter a Messenger.
  • How now, sirrah! what news?

Mes.

  • My lord, as by our scouts we understand,
  • A mighty army comes from France with speed;
  • Which are already mustered in the land,
  • And mean to meet your highness in the field.

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Nav.

  • In God's name, let them come!
  • This is the Guise that hath incensed the king
  • To levy arms, and make these civil broils.
  • But canst thou tell who is their general?

Mes.

  • Not yet, my lord, for thereon do they stay;
  • But, as report doth go, the Duke of Joyeux
  • Hath made great suit unto the king therefore.

Nav.

  • It will not countervail his pains, I hope.
  • I would the Guise in his stead might have come!
  • But he doth lurk within his drowsy couch,

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  • And makes his footstool on security:
  • So he be safe, he cares not what becomes
  • Of king or country; no, not for them both.
  • But come, my lords, let us away with speed,
  • And place ourselves in order for the fight.
  • [Exeunt

[1]“I must leave the location of this scene to the reader. I should have marked it—La Rochelle, but that the Messenger presently informs the King that 'a mighty army comes from France.'”—Dyce.

[2]Hinder.