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The Works of Christopher Marlowe

Edward II

Act: 5 Scene: 2

It shall be done my lord.

Feare not my Lord, weele do as you commaund.

I will madam.

Act: 5 Scene: 3

My lord, be not pensive, we are your friends.

Men are ordaind to live in miserie,

Therefore come, dalliance dangereth our lives.

Heeres channell water, as our charge is given.

Sit downe, for weele be Barbars to your grace.

Why strive you thus? your labour is in vaine.

Twixt theirs and yours, shall be no enmitie.

Come, come, away, now put the torches out,

Weele enter in by darkenes to Killingworth.

Guarde the king sure, it is the earle of Kent.

Keepe them a sunder, thrust in the king.

The court is where lord Mortimer remaines,

Thither shall your honour go, and so farewell.

Act: 5 Scene: 5

Gurney, I wonder the king dies not,

Being in a vault up to the knees in water,

To which the channels of the castell runne,

From whence a dampe continually ariseth,

That were enough to poison any man,

Much more a king brought up so tenderlie.

He hath a body able to endure,

More then we can enflict, and therefore now,

Let us assaile his minde another while.

But stay, whose this ?

Gurney, it was left unpointed for the nonce,

Edwardum occidere nolite timere,

Thats his meaning.

I, stay a while, thou shalt have answer straight.

This villain's sent to make away the king.

And when the murders done,

See how he must be handled for his labour,

Pereat iste: let him have the king,

What else? Heere is the keyes, this is the lake,

Doe as you are commaunded by my lord.

Very well.

Feare not you that.

I feare mee that this crie will raise the towne,

And therefore let us take horse and away.

Act: 5 Scene: 6

I my good Lord, I would it were undone.

Gurney ,my lord, is fled, and will I feare,

Betray us both, therefore let me flie.

I humblie thanke your honour.