The Works of Christopher Marlowe

Edward II


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To celebrate your fathers exequies,
But is that wicked Gaveston returnd?
I did no more then I was bound to do,
And Gaveston unlesse thou be reclaimd,
As then I did incense the parlement,
So will I now, and thou shalt back to France.
For this offence be thou accurst of God.
True, true.

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First were his sacred garments rent and torne,
Then laide they violent hands upon him, next
Himselfe imprisoned, and his goods asceasd,
This certifie the Pope, away, take horsse.
What neede I, God himselfe is up in armes,
When violence is offered to the church.
What els my lords, for it concernes me neere,
The Bishoprick of Coventrie is his.
But yet lift not your swords against the king.
My lords, to eaze all this, but heare me speake.
We and the rest that are his counsellers,
Will meete, and with a generall consent,
Confirme his banishment with our handes and seales.
At the new temple.
And in the meane time ile intreat you all,
To crosse to Lambeth, and there stay with me.

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Give me the paper.
Why are you moov'd, be patient my lord,
And see what we your councellers have done.
You know that I am legate to the Pope,
On your allegeance to the sea of Rome,
Subscribe as we have done to his exile.
Remember how the Bishop was abusde,
Either banish him that was the cause thereof,
Or I will presentlie discharge these lords,
Of dutie and allegeance due to thee.
Nothing shall alter us, wee are resolv'd.
Are you content to banish him the realme?
Now is my heart at ease.

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Your grace mistakes, it is for Englands good,
And princely Edwards right we crave the crowne.
This answer weele returne, and so farewell.
If he be not, let him choose.
My lorde---