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Tush, to be short, he meant to make me monk,
Eper. My lord, here is his son.
Enter Guise's Son.
Henry. Boy, look where your father lies.
Henry. Sirrah, 'twas I that slew him ; and will slay 120
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 off Guise'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 1 him, in my name, to kill the duke.
130 [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,
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.
Enter CATHERINE the Queen Mother.
Cath. King! why, so thou wert before :
140 Henry. Nay, he was king, and countermanded me : But now I will be king, and rule myself, And make the Guisians stoop that are alive.
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, Traitor to God and to the realm of France !
Henry. Cry out, exclaim, howl till thy throat be hoarse ! The Guise is slain, and I rejoice therefore :
150 And now will I to arms.-Come, Epernoun, And let her grieve her heart out, if she will.
[Exit with EPERNOUN. 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;
Enter 1 two Murderers, dragging in the CARDINAL.
scape from us. Card. What, will you file your hands with churchmen's
blood ? Sec. Murd. Shed your blood ! O Lord, no! for we intend to strangle you.
Card. Then there is no remedy, but I must die?
mo, To revenge our deaths upon that cursed king; Upon whose heart may all the Furies gripe, And with their paws drench his black soul in hell ! First Murd. Yours, my Lord Cardinal, you should have said.
[They strangle him. So, pluck amain : He is hard-hearted; therefore pull with violence. Come, take him away.
Exeunt with the body.
1 Scene: the interior of a prison at Blois.
EnterDUMAINE, reading a letter; with others.
Fri. My lord, I come to bring you news that your brother the Cardinal of Lorraine, by the king's consent, is lately strangled unto death.
Dum. My brother Cardinal slain, and I alive!
1 Scene: a room in Dumaine's house, at Paris. 2 Old ed. “ His life and all," &c.
Fri, My lord, hear me but speak.
Dum. But what doth move thee, above the rest, to do the deed ?
Fri. O my lord, I have been a great sinner in my days ! and the deed is meritorious. Dum. But how wilt thou get opportunity ?
30 Fri. Tush, my lord, let me alone for that.
Dum. Friar, come with me;
SCENE XXIV. Drums and Trumpets. Enter 1 King HENRY, the King
OF NAVARRE, EPERNOUN, BARTUS, PLESHÈ, Soldiers, and Attendants.
Henry. Brother of Navarre, I sorrow much
Nav. It is enough if that Navarre may be
1 Scene : Saint-Cloud.