SCENE VI. Alarums, and a cry within-" The Duke Joyeux is slain." Enter NAVARRE and his train. NAV. The duke is slain, and all his power dispers'd, And we are grac'd with wreaths of victory. BAR. The terror of this happy victory, I hope will make the king surcease his hate; Or else employ them in some better cause. NAV. How many noble men have lost their lives, In prosecution of these cruel arms, Is ruth and almost death to call to mind. But God we know will always put them down, Enter a SOLDIER. [Exeunt. SOL. Sir, to you, sir, that dare make the duke a cuckold, and use a counterfeit key to his privychamber 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 bè 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 gear hold. Enter MUGEron. What! are ye come so soon? have at ye, sir. [Shoots at Mugeron and kills him. Enter GUISE and ATTENDANTS. GUISE. Hold thee, tall soldier, take thou this, and fly. [Exit Soldier. Lie there, the king's delight, and Guise's scorn; 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 France; What I have done 'tis for the Gospel's sake. EPER. Nay, for the Pope's sake, and thine own benefit. What peer in France but thou, aspiring Guise, GUISE. Oh! base Epernoune, were not his high ness here, Thou should'st perceive the duke of Guise is mov'd. And therefore hated of the Protestants. EPER. Thou able to maintain an host in pay, The Pope and king of Spain are thy good friends, Else all France knows how poor a duke thou art. KING. Aye, those are they that feed him with their gold, To countermand our will, and check our friends. GUISE. My lord, to speak more plainly, thus it is.Being animated by religious zeal, I mean to muster all the power I can, To overthrow those factious puritans. And know, my lord the Pope will sell his triple crown; Navarre, that cloaks them underneath his wings, KING. Guise, wear our crown, and be thou king of France, And, as dictator, make or war, or peace, Be thou proclaim'd a traitor throughout France. My lord, in token of my true humility; [Aside. I kiss your grace's hand, and take my leave, are friends. [Exit Guise. EPER. But trust him not, my lord, for had your highness Seen with what a pomp he enter'd Paris, And how the citizens with gifts and shows Did entertain him, and promised to be at his com mand Nay, they fear'd not to speak in the streets, That Guise durst stand in arms against the king, For not effecting of his holiness' will. KING. Did they of Paris entertain him so? Make a discharge of all my council straight, My head shall be my council; they are false; EPER. My lord, I think, for safety of your person, KING. First let us set our hand and seal to this, And then I'll tell thee what I mean to do. So, convey this to the council presently. [Writes. [Exit Attendant. And, Epernoune, though I seem mild and calm, Think not but I am tragical within. I'll secretly convey me unto Blois; For now that Paris takes the Guise's part, Unless he means to be betray'd and die; ACT THE THIRD. SCENE I. Enter NAVARRE, reading a letter, and BARTUS. NAV. My lord, I am advertised from France, That Guise hath taken arms against the king, And that Paris is revolted from his grace. BAR. Then hath your grace fit opportunity, 4 |