Front Page Titles (by Subject) SCENE XXI. - The Works of Christopher Marlowe, vol. 2
SCENE XXI. - Christopher Marlowe, The Works of Christopher Marlowe, vol. 2 
The Works of Christopher Marlowe, ed. A.H. Bullen (London: John C. Nimmo, 1885). Vol. 2.
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Enterthe Captain of the Guard, and three Murderers.
- 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?
- Fear him, said you? tush, were he here,
- we would kill him presently.
- O that his heart were leaping in my hand!
- But when will he come, that we may murder him?
- Well, then, I see you are resolute.
- Let us alone; I warrant you.
- Then, sirs, take your standings within this chamber;
- For anon the Guise will come.
All three Murderers.
- You will give us our money?
- 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.
- Now, captain of my guard, are these murderers ready?
- But are they resolute, and armed to kill,
- Hating the life and honour of the Guise?
- I warrant ye, my lord.
- 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.
- Holà, varlet, hè!—Epernoun, where is the king?
- Mounted his royal cabinet.
- I prithee, tell him that the Guise is here.
- An please your grace, the Duke of Guise doth crave
- Access unto your highness.
- Let him come in.—
- Come, Guise, and see thy traitorous guile outreach'd,
- And perish in the pit thou mad'st for me.
- Good morrow to your majesty.
- Good morrow to my loving cousin of Guise:
- How fares it this morning with your excellence?
- I heard your majesty was scarcely pleased,
- That in the court I bear so great a train.
- 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,
- 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.
- 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,
- 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.
- O, pardon me, my Lord of Guise!
- Pardon thee! why, what hast thou done?
- O my lord, I am one of them that is set to murder you!
- Ay, my lord: the rest have ta'en their standings in the next room; therefore, good my lord, go not forth.
- 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.
- [within] Stand close; he is coming; I know him by his voice.
- As pale as ashes! 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.
- O, I have my death's wound! give me leave to speak.
- Then pray to God, and ask forgiveness of the king.
- 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!
- 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.
- Enter the Captain of the Guard.
- What, have you done?
- Then stay a while, and I'll go call the king.
- But see, where he comes.
- EnterKing Henry, Epernoun, and Attendants.
- My lord, see, where the Guise is slain.
- 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
- In making foreign wars and civil broils.
- Did he not draw a sort 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?
- 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,
- My lord, here is his son.
- EnterGuise's Son.
- Boy, look where your father lies.
- My father slain! who hath done this deed?
- Sirrah, 'twas I that slew him; and will slay
- Thee too, an thou prove such a traitor.
- Art thou king, and hast done this bloody deed?
- I'll be reveng'd.
- [Offers to throw his dagger.
- 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 will him, in my name, to kill the duke.
- [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.
- My lord, see, where she comes, as if she droop'd
- To hear these news.
- And let her droop, my heart is light enough.
- EnterCatherinethe Queen-Mother.
- Mother, how like you this device of mine?
- King! why, so thou wert before.
- Pray God thou be a king now this is done!
- Nay, he was king, and countermanded me.
- But now I will be king, and rule myself,
- 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,
- Cry out, exclaim, howl till thy throat be hoarse!
- The Guise is slain, and I rejoice therefore:
- And now will I to arms.—Come, Epernoun,
- And let her grieve her heart out, if she will.
- [Exit withEpernoun
- 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?
- But sorrow seize upon my toiling soul!
- For, since the Guise is dead, I will not live.