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Spain is the council-chamber of the Pope,
BAR. Then in this bloody brunt they may behold
Nav. The pow'r of vengeance now implants itself Upon the haughty mountains of my breast; * Plays with her gory colours of revenge, Whom I respect as leaves of boasting green, That change their colour when the winter comes, When I shall vaunt as victor in revenge.
Enter a MESSENGER. How now, sirrab, what news?
Mes. My lord, as by our scouts we understand,
Nav. In God's name let them come.
Mes. Not yet, my lord, for thereon do they stay;
Nav. It will not countervail his pains, I hope. I would the Guise in his stead might have come ; But he doth lurk within his drowsy couch,
And makes his footstool on security:
and DUKE JOYEUX.
leave. Farewell, my lord of Guise, and Epernoune. Guise. Health and hearty farewell to my lord Joyeux.
[Exit Joyeur. King. How kindly, cousin Guise, you and your
(Makes horns at Guise. Guise. How now, my lord ? faith, this is more
than need. Am I to be thus jested at and scorn'd? 'Tis more than kingly or imperious. And, sure, if all the proudest kings beside
In Christendom should bear me such derision,
[Exit. King. Believe mé, Epernoune, this jest bites sore.
Erer, My lord, 'twere good to make them friends, For his oaths are seldom spent in vain.
Guise at the door?
had the stab,
Mugik. I may be stabb’d, and live till he be dead. But wherefore bears he me such deadly hate ?
King. Because his wife bears thee such kindly love.
Muge. If that be all, the next time that I meet her, I'll make her shake off love with her heels. But which way is he gone ? I'll go take a walk on purpose from the court to meet with him.
[Erit. · King. I like not this; come, Epernoune, let's go seek the duke, and make them friends. [Ereunt.
SCENE VI. Alarums, and a cry within—" The Duke Joyeux is
BAR. The terror of this happy victory,
Nav. How many noble men have lost their lives,
Enter a SOLDIER. Sol. Sir, to you, sir, that dare make the duke a cuckold, and use a counterfeit key to his privy. chamber door. And although you take out nothing but your own, yet you put in that which displeaseth him; and so forestall his market, and set up your
standing where you should not. And whereas he is your landlord, you would take upon you to be his; and till the ground that he himself should occupy, which is his own free land. If it be not too freethere's the question. And though I come not to take possession, (as I would I might) yet I mean to keep you out; which I will, if this
hold. Enter MUGERON. What! are ye come so soon ? have at
sir. [Shoots at Mugeron and kills him. Enter Guise and ATTENDANTS. Guise. Hold thee, tall soldier, take thou this,
[Erit Soldier. Lie there, the king's delight, and Guise's scorn; Revenge it, Henry, as thou list'st or dar'st, I did it only in despite of thee.
The attendants bear off Mugeron's body.
Enter the King and EPERNOUNE. King. My lord of Guise, we understand that you Have gathered a power of men; What your intent is yet we cannot learn, But we presume it is not for our good. Guise. Why, I'm no traitor to the crown of