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The Works of Christopher Marlowe

The Massacre at Paris

Act: 1 Scene: 14

Then in this bloudy brunt they may beholde,

The sole endevour of your princely care,

To plant the true succession of the faith,

In spite of Spaine and all his heresies.

Act: 1 Scene: 16

The terrour of this happy victory,

I hope will make the King surcease his hate:

And either never mannage army more,

Or else employ them in some better cause.

Act: 1 Scene: 18

Then hath your grace fit oportunitie,

To shew your love unto the King of France:

Offering him aide against his enemies,

Which cannot but be thankfully receiv'd.

I will my Lord.

Act: 1 Scene: 22

He died a death too good, the devill of hell ???

Torture his wicked soule.