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SCENE XXI. - 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 XXI.

Enter1the Captain of the Guard, and three Murderers.

Cap.

  • Come on, sirs. What, are you resolutely bent,
  • Hating the life and honour of the Guise?
  • What, will you not fear, when you see him come?

First Murd.

  • Fear him, said you? tush, were he here,
  • we would kill him presently.

Sec. Murd.

  • O that his heart were leaping in my hand!

Third Murd.

  • But when will he come, that we may murder him?

Cap.

  • Well, then, I see you are resolute.

First Murd.

  • Let us alone; I warrant you.

Cap.

  • Then, sirs, take your standings within this chamber;

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  • For anon the Guise will come.

All three Murderers.

  • You will give us our money?

Cap.

  • Ay, ay, fear not: stand close: so; be resolute.
  • [Exeunt Murderers.
  • Now falls the star whose influence governs France,
  • Whose light was deadly to the Protestants:
  • Now must he fall, and perish in his height.
  • EnterKing HenryandEpernoun.

Henry.

  • Now, captain of my guard, are these murderers ready?

Cap.

  • They be, my good lord.

Henry.

  • But are they resolute, and armed to kill,
  • Hating the life and honour of the Guise?

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Cap.

  • I warrant ye, my lord.
  • [Exit.

Henry.

  • Then come, proud Guise, and here disgorge thy breast,
  • Surcharged with surfeit of ambitious thoughts;
  • Breathe out that life wherein my death was hid,
  • And end thy endless treasons with thy death.
  • [Knocking within.

Guise [within].

  • Holà, varlet, hè!—Epernoun, where is the king?

Eper.

  • Mounted1 his royal cabinet.

Guise [within].

  • I prithee, tell him that the Guise is here.

Eper.

  • An please your grace, the Duke of Guise doth crave
  • Access unto your highness.

Henry.

  • Let him come in.—

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  • Come, Guise, and see thy traitorous guile outreach'd,
  • And perish in the pit thou mad'st for me.
  • EnterGuise.

Guise.

  • Good morrow to your majesty.

Henry.

  • Good morrow to my loving cousin of Guise:
  • How fares it this morning with your excellence?

Guise.

  • I heard your majesty was scarcely pleased,
  • That in the court I bear so great a train.

Henry.

  • They were to blame that said I was displeased;
  • And you, good cousin, to imagine it.
  • 'Twere hard with me, if I should doubt my kin,

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  • Or be suspicious of my dearest friends.
  • Cousin, assure you I am resolute,
  • Whatsoever any whisper in mine ears,
  • Not to suspect disloyalty in thee:
  • And so, sweet coz, farewell.
  • [Exit withEpernoun.

Guise.

  • So;
  • Now sues the king for favour to the Guise,
  • And all his minions stoop when I command:
  • Why, this 'tis to have an army in the field.
  • Now, by the holy sacrament, I swear,

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  • As ancient Romans o'er their captive lords,
  • So will I triumph o'er this wanton king;
  • And he shall follow my proud chariot's wheels.
  • Now do I but begin to look about,
  • And all my former time was spent in vain.
  • Hold, sword,
  • For in thee is the Duke of Guise's hope.
  • Re-enter Third Murderer.
  • Villain, why dost thou look so ghastly? speak.

Third Murd.

  • O, pardon me, my Lord of Guise!

Guise.

  • Pardon thee! why, what hast thou done?

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Third Murd.

  • O my lord, I am one of them that is set to murder you!

Guise.

  • To murder me, villain!

Third Murd.

  • Ay, my lord: the rest have ta'en their standings in the next room; therefore, good my lord, go not forth.

Guise.

  • Yet Cæsar shall go forth.
  • Let mean conceits and baser men fear death:
  • Tut, they are peasants; I am Duke of Guise;
  • And princes with their looks engender fear.

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First Murd.

  • [within] Stand close; he is coming; I know him by his voice.

Guise.

  • As pale as ashes!1 nay, then, it is time
  • To look about.
  • Enter First and Second Murderers.

First and Sec. Murderers.

  • Down with him, down with him!
  • [They stabGuise.

Guise.

  • O, I have my death's wound! give me leave to speak.

Sec. Murd.

  • Then pray to God, and ask forgiveness of the king.

Guise.

  • Trouble me not; I ne'er offended him,
  • Nor will I ask forgiveness of the king.
  • O, that I have not power to stay my life,
  • Nor immortality to be revenged!

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  • To die by peasants, what a grief is this!
  • Ah, Sixtus, be reveng'd upon the king!
  • Philip and Parma, I am slain for you!
  • Pope, excommunicate, Philip, depose
  • The wicked branch of curs'd Valois his line!
  • Vive la messe! perish Huguenots!
  • Thus Cæsar did go forth, and thus he died.
  • [Dies.
  • Enter the Captain of the Guard.

Cap.

  • What, have you done?
  • Then stay a while, and I'll go call the king.
  • But see, where he comes.

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  • EnterKing Henry, Epernoun, and Attendants.
  • My lord, see, where the Guise is slain.

Henry.

  • Ah, this sweet sight is physic to my soul!
  • Go fetch his son for to behold his death.—
  • [Exit an Attendant
  • Surcharg'd with guilt of thousand massacres,
  • Monsieur of Lorraine, sink away to hell!
  • And, in remembrance of those bloody broils,
  • To which thou didst allure me, being alive,
  • And here, in presence of you all, I swear,
  • I ne'er was king of France until this hour.
  • This is the traitor that hath spent my gold

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  • In making foreign wars and civil broils.
  • Did he not draw a sort1 of English priests
  • From Douay to the seminary at Rheims,
  • To hatch forth treason 'gainst their natural queen?
  • Did he not cause the king of Spain's huge fleet
  • To threaten England, and to menace me?
  • Did he not injure Monsieur that's deceas'd?
  • Hath he not made me, in the Pope's defence,
  • To spend the treasure, that should strength my land,
  • In civil broils between Navarre and me?

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  • Tush, to be short, he meant to make me monk,
  • Or else to murder me, and so be king.
  • Let Christian princes, that shall hear of this
  • (As all the world shall know our Guise is dead),
  • Rest satisfied with this, that here I swear,

Eper.

  • My lord, here is his son.
  • EnterGuise's Son.

Henry.

  • Boy, look where your father lies.

G.'s Son.

  • My father slain! who hath done this deed?

Henry.

  • Sirrah, 'twas I that slew him; and will slay

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  • Thee too, an thou prove such a traitor.

G.'s Son.

  • Art thou king, and hast done this bloody deed?
  • I'll be reveng'd.
  • [Offers to throw his dagger.

Henry.

  • Away to prison with him! I'll clip his wings
  • Or e'er he pass my hands. Away with him!
  • [Some of the Attendants bear offGuise's Son.
  • But what availeth that this traitor's dead,
  • When Duke Dumaine, his brother, is alive,
  • And that young cardinal that is grown so proud?
  • Go to the governor of Orleans,
  • And will1 him, in my name, to kill the duke.

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  • [To the Captain of the Guard.
  • Get you away, and strangle the cardinal.
  • [To the Murderers.
  • [Exeunt Captain of the Guard and Murderers.
  • These two will make one entire Duke of Guise,
  • Especially with our old mother's help.

Eper.

  • My lord, see, where she comes, as if she droop'd
  • To hear these news.

Henry.

  • And let her droop, my heart is light enough.
  • EnterCatherinethe Queen-Mother.
  • Mother, how like you this device of mine?

Cath.

  • King! why, so thou wert before.
  • Pray God thou be a king now this is done!

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Henry.

  • Nay, he was king, and countermanded me.
  • But now I will be king, and rule myself,

Cath.

  • I cannot speak for grief.—When thou wast born.
  • I would that I had murdered thee, my son!
  • My son? thou art a changeling, not my son:
  • I curse thee, and exclaim thee miscreant,

Henry.

  • Cry out, exclaim, howl till thy throat be hoarse!
  • The Guise is slain, and I rejoice therefore:

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  • And now will I to arms.—Come, Epernoun,
  • And let her grieve her heart out, if she will.
  • [Exit withEpernoun

Cath.

  • Away! leave me alone to meditate.
  • [Exeunt Attendants.
  • Sweet Guise, would he had died, so thou wert here!
  • To whom shall I bewray my secrets now,
  • Or who will help to build religion?
  • The Protestants will glory and insult;
  • Wicked Navarre will get the crown of France;
  • The Popedom cannot stand; all goes to wreck;
  • And all for thee, my Guise! What may I do?

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  • But sorrow seize upon my toiling soul!
  • For, since the Guise is dead, I will not live.
  • [Exit.

[1]Scene: a room in the royal palace at Blois.

[1]Cf. 2 Tamburlaine iv. 3—“Mounted his shining chariot” (for “mounted in“).

[1]Dyce conjectures that Guise must have seen himself in a mirror as he uttered these words.

[1]Set.

[1]Order.