The Works of Christopher Marlowe
The Massacre at Paris
Act:
1
Scene:
19
CAPTAINE.
Come on sirs, what, are you resolutely bent,
Hating the life and honour of the Guise?
What, will you not feare when you see him come?
CAPTAINE.
Well then, I see you are resolute.
CAPTAINE.
Then sirs take your standings within this Chamber,
For anon the Guise will come.
ALL.
You will give us our money?
CAPTAINE.
I, I, feare not: stand close, be resolute:
[The murtherers go aside as if in the next room.]
Now fals the star whose influence governes France,
Whose light was deadly to the Protestants:
Now must he fall and perish in his height.
CAPTAINE.
They be my good Lord.
CAPTAINE.
I warrant you my Lord.
CAPTAINE.
What, have you done?
Then stay a while and Ile goe call the King,
[Enter King and Epernoune attended.]
But see where he comes.
My Lord, see where the Guise is slaine.