The Works of Christopher Marlowe

Edward II


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Not Mortimer, nor any of his side,
Because the king and he are enemies.
Baldock: learne this of me, a factious lord
Shall hardly do himselfe good, much lesse us,
But he that hath the favour of a king,
May with one word, advaunce us while we live:
The liberall earle of Cornewall is the man,
On whose good fortune Spencers hope depends.
No, his companion, for he loves me well,
And would have once preferd me to the king.
I for a while, but Baldock marke the end,
A friend of mine told me in secrecie,
That hees repeald, and sent for back againe,
And even now, a poast came from the court,
With letters to our ladie from the King,
And as she red, she smild, which makes me thinke,
It is about her lover Gaveston.
Our Ladies first love is not wavering,
My life for thine she will have Gaveston.
Then Balduck, you must cast the scholler off,
And learne to court it like a Gentleman,
Tis not a black coate and a little band,
A Velvet cap'de cloake, fac'st before with Serge,
And smelling to a Nosegay all the day,
Or holding of a napkin in your hand,
Or saying a long grace at a tables end,
Or making lowe legs to a noble man,
Or looking downeward, with your eye lids close,
And saying, trulie ant may please your honor,
Can get you any favour with great men.
You must be proud, bold, pleasant, resolute,
And now and then, stab as occasion serves.
But one of those that saith quandoquidem,
And hath a speciall gift to forme a verbe.
I knew the King would have him home againe.
I humbly thanke your Ladieship.

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No greater titles happen unto me,
Then to be favoured of your majestie.

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I feare me he is slaine my gratious lord.