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Robinson's edition of Marlowe, 1826.
Dyce's revised edition of Marlowe, 1858, etc.
The present editor.
Conjectures by J. L. G. B., Anglia, Beiblatt, xvi. 206.
Mitford Conjectures by J. M., quoted by Dyce.
With the Death of the
Enter Charles the French King, the Queene Mother, the King of Nauarre, the Prince of Condye, the Lord high Admirall, and the Queene of Nauarre, with others.
Prince of Nauarre my honourable brother,
Knit in these hands, thus ioyn'd in nuptiall rites,
Nauar. The many fauours which your grace hath
From time to time, but specially in this,
Shall binde me euer to your highnes will
In what Queen Mother or your grace commands.
Old Qu. Thanks sonne Nauarre, you see we loue you well,
That linke you in mariage with our daughter heer:
Heading Act the First. Bull.
Scene I. add. Rob., Cunn.: Scene I.
And now my Lords the mariage rites perfourm'd,
The rest, with hearing of a holy Masse:
Sister, I think your selfe will beare vs company.
Charles. The rest that will not goe (my Lords) may stay : Come Mother,
Let vs goe to honor this solemnitie.
Old Q. Which Ile desolue with bloud and crueltie. Exit the King, Q. Mother, and the Q. of Nauar, and manet Nauar, the Prince of Condy, and the Lord high Admirall.
Nauar. Prince Condy and my good Lord) Admiral, Now Guise may storme but doe vs little hurt : Hauing the King, Queen) Mother on our sides, To stop the mallice of his enuious heart, That seekes to murder all the Protestants : Haue you not heard of late how he decreed, If that the King had giuen consent thereto, That all the protestants that are in Paris, Should haue been murdered the other night?
Ad. My Lord I meruaile that th'aspiring Guise Dares once aduenture without the Kings consent, To meddle or attempt such dangerous things.
Con. My Lord) you need not meruaile at the Guise, For what he doth the Pope will ratifie : In murder, mischeefe, or in tiranny.
Na. But he that sits and rules aboue the clowdes,
Ad. My Lord, but did you mark the Cardinall,
19 Ends rest 0: corr. Dyce 24, 25 One line O div. Dyce King, Qu. Mother O: king, Queen Mother Cunn.
Enter the Duke of Guise.
Guise. If euer Hymen lowr'd at marriage rites,
Enter the Pothecarie.
Pothe. My Lord.
Guise. Now shall I proue and guerdon to the ful
Guise. Then thou remainest resolute.
Pothe. I am my Lord, in what your grace commaundes Till death.
Guise. Thankes my good freend, I wil requite thy loue.
That makes these vpstart heresies in Fraunce:
Soul. My Lord.
Enter a Souldier.
Guise. Now come thou forth and play thy tragick part, 85 Stand in some window opening neere the street,
And when thou seest the Admirall ride by,
57+ Scene II. add. Cunn., Bull. · 64 houre] hour and conj. Dyce, Cunn. 70 which] which late Rob., Cunn., Bull.
Guise. Now Guise begins those deepe ingendred thoughts To burst abroad those neuer dying flames, Which cannot be extinguisht but by bloud. Oft haue I leueld, and at last haue learnd, That perill is the cheefest way to happines, And resolution honors fairest aime. What glory is there in a common good, That hanges for euery peasant to atchiue? That like I best that flyes beyond my reach. Set me to scale the high Peramides, And thereon set the Diadem of Fraunce, Ile either rend it with my nayles to naught, Or mount the top with my aspiring winges, Although my downfall be the deepest hell. For this, I wake, when others think I sleepe, For this, I waite, that scornes attendance else:
For this, my quenchles thirst whereon I builde
For this, this head, this heart, this hand and sworde,
Matters of importe, aimde at by many,
For this, hath heauen engendred me of earth,
For this, this earth sustaines my bodies waight,
A pension and a dispensation too :
Religion: 0 Diabole.
Fye, I am ashamde, how euer that I seeme,
Of so great matter should be made the ground.
III aimèd Dyce etc. 117 Catholic Cunn.
115 wait] wiat 0: weight Rob. etc.