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entombes the hope of Fraunce： Rifling the bowels of her treasurie； To
supply my wants and necessitie。 Paris hath full five hundred Colledges； As
Monestaries； Priories； Abbyes and halles； Wherein are thirtie thousand
able men； Besides a thousand sturdy student Catholicks； And more： of my
knowledge in one cloyster keep； Five hundred fatte Franciscan Fryers and
priestes。 All this and more； if more may be comprisde； To bring the will of
our desires to end。 Then Guise； Since thou hast all the Cardes within thy
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hands To shuffle or to cut； take this as surest thing： That right or wrong；
thou deal'st thy selfe a King。 I but； Navarre。 Tis but a nook of France。
Sufficient yet for such a pettie King： That with a rablement of his hereticks；
Blindes Europs eyes and troubleth our estate： Him will we
Pointing to his Sworde。
But first lets follow those in France。 That hinder our possession to the
crowne： As Caesar to his souldiers； so say I： Those that hate me； will I
learn to loath。 Give me a look； that when I bend the browes； Pale death
may walke in furrowes of my face： A hand； that with a graspe may gripe
the world； An eare； to heare what my detractors say； A royall seate； a
scepter and a crowne： That those which doe behold them may become As
men that stand and gase against the Sunne。 The plot is laide； and things
shall come to passe； Where resolution strives for victory。
Exit。
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＇Scene III＇
Enter the King of Navar and Queen ＇Margaret＇； and his ＇olde＇ Mother
Queen ＇of Navarre＇； the Prince of Condy； the Admirall； and the Pothecary
with the gloves； and gives them to the olde Queene。
POTHECARIE。 Maddame； I beseech your grace to except this simple
gift。
OLD QUEENE。 Thanks my good freend； holde； take thou this reward。
POTHECARIE。 I humbly thank your Majestie。
Exit Pothecary。
OLD QUEENE。 Me thinkes the gloves have a very strong perfume；
The sent whereof doth make my head to ake。
NAVARRE。 Doth not your grace know the man that gave them you？
OLD QUEENE。 Not wel； but do remember such a man。
ADMIRALL。 Your grace was ill advisde to take them then；
Considering of these dangerous times。
OLD QUEENE。 Help sonne Navarre； I am poysoned。
QUEENE MARGARET。 The heavens forbid your highnes such
mishap。
NAVARRE。 The late suspition of the Duke of Guise； Might well have
moved your highnes to beware How you did meddle with such dangerous
giftes。
QUEENE MARGARET。 Too late it is my Lord if that be true To
blame her highnes； but I hope it be Only some naturall passion makes her
sicke。
OLD QUEENE。 O no； sweet Margaret； the fatall poyson Doth work
within my heart； my brain pan breakes； My heart doth faint； I dye。
She dyes。
NAVARRE。 My Mother poysoned heere before my face： O gracious
God； what times are these？ O graunt sweet God my daies may end with
hers； That I with her may dye and live againe。
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QUEENE MARGARET。 Let not this heavy chaunce my dearest Lord；
（For whose effects my soule is massacred） Infect thy gracious brest with
fresh supply； To agravate our sodaine miserie。
ADMIRALL。 Come my Lords let us beare her body hence； And see it
honoured with just solemnitie。
As they are going； ＇enter＇ the Souldier ＇above； who＇ dischargeth his
musket at the Lord Admirall ＇and exit＇。
CONDY。 What are you hurt my Lord high Admiral？
ADMIRALL。 I my good Lord； shot through the arme。
NAVARRE。 We are betraide； come my Lords； and let us goe tell the
King of this。
ADMIRALL。 These are the cursed Guisians that doe seeke our death。
Oh fatall was this mariage to us all。
They beare away the ＇olde＇ Queene ＇of Navarre＇ and goe out。
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＇Scene IV＇
Enter ＇Charles＇ the King； ＇Catherinethe＇ Queene Mother； Duke of
Guise； Duke Anjoy； Duke Demayne ＇and Cossin； Captain of the Kings
Guard＇。
QUEENE MOTHER。 My noble sonne； and princely Duke of Guise；
Now have we got the fatall stragling deere； Within the compasse of a
deadly toyle； And as we late decreed we may perfourme。
CHARLES。 Madam； it wilbe noted through the world； An action
bloudy and tirannicall： Cheefely since under safetie of our word； They
justly challenge their protection： Besides my heart relentes that noble men；
Onely corrupted in religion； Ladies of honor； Knightes and Gentlemen；
Should for their conscience taste such rutheles ends。
ANJOY。 Though gentle minces should pittie others paines； Yet will the
wisest note their proper greefes： And rather seeke to scourge their enemies；
Then be themselves base subjects to the whip。
GUISE。 Me thinkes my Lord； Anjoy hath well advisde Your highnes to
consider of the thing； And rather chuse to seek your countries good； Then
pittie or releeve these upstart hereticks。
QUEENE MOTHER。 I hope these reasons mayserve my princely；
Sonne； To have some care for feare of enemies。
CHARLES。 Well Madam； I referre it to your Majestie； And to my
Nephew heere the Duke of Guise： What you determine； I will ratifie。
QUEENE MOTHER。 Thankes to my princely sonne； then tell me
Guise； What order wil you set downe for the Massacre？
GUISE。 Thus Madame。 They that shalbe actors in this Massacre； Shall
weare white crosses on their Burgonets； And tye white linnen scarfes
about their armes。 He that wantes these； and is suspect of heresie； Shall
dye； or be he King or Emperour。 Then Ile have a peale of ordinance shot
from the tower； At which they all shall issue out and set the streetes。 And
then the watchword being given； a bell shall ring； Which when they heare；
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they shall begin to kill： And never cease untill that bell shall cease； Then
breath a while。
Enter the Admirals man。
CHARLES。 How now fellow； what newes？
MAN。 And it please your grace the Lord high Admirall； Riding the
streetes was traiterously shot； And most humbly intreates your Majestie To
visite him sick in his bed。
CHARLES。 Messenger； tell him I will see him straite。
Exit Messenger。
What shall we doe now with the Admirall？
QUEENE MOTHER。 Your Majesty had best goe visite him； And make
a shew as if all were well。
CHARLES。 Content； I will goe visite the Admirall。
GUISE。 And I will goe take order for his death。
Exit Guise。
Enter the Admirall in his bed。
CHARLES。 How fares it with my Lord high Admiral； Hath he been
hurt with villaines in the street？ I vow and sweare as I am King of France；
To finde and to repay the man with death： With death delay'd and torments
never usde； That durst presume for hope of any gaine； To hurt the noble
man his sovereign loves。
ADMIRALL。 Ah my good Lord； these are the Guisians； That seeke to
massacre our guiltles lives。
CHARLES。 Assure your selfe my good Lord Admirall； I deepely
sorrow for your trecherous wrong： And that I am not more secure my selfe；
Then I am carefull you should be preserved。 Cossin； take twenty of our
strongest guarde； And under your direction see they keep All trecherous
violence from our noble freend； Repaying all attempts with present death；
Upon the cursed breakers of our peace。 And so be pacient good Lord
Admirall； And every hower I will visite you。Exeunt omnes。
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＇Scene V＇
Enter Guise； Anjoy； Dumaine； Gonzago； Retes； Montsorrell； and
Souldiers to th
