THE MASSACRE AT PARIS. SCENE I. Enter CHARLES,1 the French king; CATHERINE, the QueenMother; the KING OF NAVARRE; MARGARET, Queen of Navarre; the PRINCE OF CONDÉ; the LORD HIGH ADMIRAL; the OLD QUEEN OF NAVARRE; with others. Char. Prince of Navarre, my honourable brother, Prince Condé, and my good Lord Admiral, I wish this union and religious league, Knit in these hands, thus joined in nuptial rites, That kindled first this motion in our hearts, May still be fuelled in our progeny. Nav. The many favours which your grace hath shown, From time to time, but specially in this, In what Queen-Mother or your grace commands. 1 In the old copy there is no division into scenes. ment in the Louvre. ΙΟ Scene: an apart Cath. Thanks, son Navarre. You see we love you well, That link you in marriage with our daughter here; And, as you know, our difference in religion Char. Well, madam, let that rest.— And now, my lords, the marriage rites performed, The rest with hearing of a holy mass. Sister, I think yourself will bear us company. Mar. I will, my good lord. 20 Char. The rest that will not go, my lords, may stay.— Come, mother, Let us go to honour this solemnity. Cath. Which I'll dissolve with blood and cruelty. [Aside. [Exeunt all except the KING OF NAVARRE, Nav. Prince Condé, and my good Lord Admiral, Adm. My lord, I marvel that th' aspiring Guise 30 Con. My lord, you need not marvel at the Guise, For what he doth, the Pope will ratify, In murder, mischief, or in tyranny. Nav. But he that sits and rules above the clouds Doth hear and see the prayers of the just, And joins your lineage to the crown of France? 40 50 Nav. And that's the cause that Guise so frowns at us, And beats his brains to catch us in his trap, [Exeunt. SCENE II. Enter GUISE.2 Guise. If ever Hymen lour'd at marriage rites, 1 Untimely. Scene: an apartment in a house near the Louvre. VOL. II. Q If ever day were turned to ugly night, And night made semblance of the hue of hell; Shall fully show the fury of them all.— Apothecary! Enter Apothecary. Apoth. My lord? 10 Guise. Now shall I prove, and guerdon to the full, Apoth. See where they be, my good lord; and he that smells But to them, dies. Guise. Then thou remainest resolute? Apoth. I am, my lord, in what your grace commands, Till death. Guise. Thanks, my good friend: I will requite thy love. Go, then, present them to the Queen Navarre ; For she is that huge blemish in our eye, That makes these upstart heresies in France : Be gone, my friend, present them to her straight. 20 Soldier! [Exit Apothecary. Enter a Soldier. Sold. My lord? Guise. Now come thou forth and play thy tragic part: Stand in some window,1 opening near the street, Sold. I will, my lord. 30 [Exit. Guise. Now, Guise, begin those deep-engendered thoughts To burst abroad those never-dying flames Which cannot be extinguished but by blood. 40 1 "About noone, when he [the Admiral] was in returning home from the Counsell, with a greate companie of noblemen and gentlemen, beholde a harquebuzier out of a window of a house neere adjoyning shot the Admiral with two bullets of lead through both the arms. ... The name of him that shot was very diligently kept secret. Some saye it was Manrevet, which in the third Civil War traitorously slew his Captaine, Monsieur de Mony, a most valiant and noble gentleman, and straightway fled into the enemie's campe. Some say it was Bondot, one of the archers of the king's guard."-The Three Partes of Commentaries containing the whole and perfect discourse of the Civill Wars of France, &c. 1574 (Book x.). |