Marlowe, Christopher · published 1596 · first performed or written 1593 [Jan 26; Jan 30] (Annals) tragedy · Derby's (Strange's) Men unassigned nearest T10 England and France: war, embassy and pea · 513 words
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Go place some men upon the bridge, With bows and darts to shoot at them they see, And sink them in the river as they swim. 'tis well advised Dumain, go see it straight be done. And in the mean time my Lord, could we devise, To get those pedants from the King Navarre, that are tutors to him and the prince of Condy. For that let me alone, Cousin stay you here, And when you see me in, then follow hard. How now my Lords, how fare you? My Lord, they say that all the protestants are massacred. ay, so they are, but yet what remedy: I have done what I could to stay this broil. But yet my Lord the report doth run, That you were one that made this Massacre. Who I, you are deceived, I rose but now. Murder the Huguenots, take those pedants hence. Thou traitor Guise, lay of thy bloody hands. Come let us go tell the King. Come sirs, I'll whip you to death with my poniard's point. A way with them both. And now sirs for this night let our fury stay. Yet will we not that the Massacre shall end, Gonzago post you to Orleans, Retes to Deep, Mountsorrell unto Rouen, And spare not one that you suspect of heresy. and now stay that bell that to the devils matins rings Now every man put of his burgonet, And so convey him closely to his bed. My Lords of Poland I must needs confess, The offer of your Prince Electors, far Beyond the reach of my deserts: For Poland is as I have been informed, A martial people, worthy such a King, As hath sufficient counsel in himself, To lighten doubts and frustrate subtle foes. And such a King whom practice long hath taught, To please himself with manage of the wars. The greatest wars within our Christian bounds, I mean our wars against the Muscovites: And on the other side against the Turk, Rich Princes both, and mighty Emperors: Yet by my brother Charles our King of France, And by his grace's council it is thought, that if I undertake to wear the crown Of Poland, it may prejudice their hope Of my inheritance to the crown of France: For if th'almighty take my brother hence, By due descent the Regal seat is mine. With Poland therefore must I covenant thus, That if by death of Charles, the diadem Of France be cast on me, then with your leaves I may retire me to my native home. If your commission serve to warrant this, I thankfully shall undertake the charge Of you and yours, and carefully maintain the wealth and safety of your kingdoms right. All this and more your highness shall command, For Polands crown and kingly diadem. Then come my Lords, let's go. Now sirrah, what shall we do with the Admiral? Why let us burn him for an heretic. O no, his body will infect the fire, and the fire the air, and so we shall be poisoned with him.
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Goe place some men vpon the bridge, With bowes and dartes to shoot at them they see, And sinke them in the riuer as they swim. Tis well aduisde Dumain, goe see it strait be done. And in the mean time my Lord, could we deuise, To get those pedantes from the King Nauarre, that are tutors to him and the prince of Condy. For that let me alone, Cousin stay you heer, And when you see me in, then follow hard. How now my Lords, how fare you? My Lord, they say that all the protestants are massacred. I, so they are, but yet what remedy: I haue done what I could to stay this broile. But yet my Lord the report doth run, That you were one that made this Massacre. Who I, you are deceiued, I rose but now. Murder the Hugonets, take those pedantes hence. Thou traitor Guise, lay of thy bloudy hands. Come let vs goe tell the King. Come sirs, Ile whip you to death with my punniards point. A way with them both. And now sirs for this night let our fury stay. Yet will we not that the Massacre shall end, Gonzago poste you to Orleance, Retes to Deep, Mountsorrell vnto Roan, And spare not one that you suspect of heresy. and now stay that bel that to ye deuils mattins rings Now euery man put of his burgonet, And so conuey him closely to his bed. My Lords of Poland I must needs confesse, The offer of your Prince Electors, farre Beyond the reach of my desertes: For Poland is as I haue been enformde, A martiall people, worthy such a King, As hath sufficient counsaile in himselfe, To lighten doubts and frustrate subtile foes. And such a King whom practise long hath taught, To please himselfe with mannage of the warres. The greatest warres within our Christian bounds, I meane our warres against the Muscouites: And on the other side against the Turke, Rich Princes both, and mighty Emperours: Yet by my brother Charles our King of France, And by his graces councell it is thought, that if I vndertake to weare the crowne Of Poland, it may preiudice their hope Of my inheritance to the crowne of France: For if th'almighty take my brother hence, By due discent the Regall seat is mine. With Poland therfore must I couenant thus, That if by death of Charles, the diadem Of France be cast on me, then with your leaues I may retire me to my natiue home. If your commission serue to warrant this, I thankfully shall vndertake the charge Of you and yours, and carefully maintaine the wealth and safety of your kingdomes right. All this and more your highnes shall commaund, For Polands crowne and kingly diadem. Then come my Lords, lets goe. Now sirra, what shall we doe with the Admirall? Why let vs burne him for an heretick. O no, his bodye will infect the fire, and the fire the aire, and so we shall be poysoned with him.