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The Works of Christopher Marlowe

The Massacre at Paris

Act: 1 Scene: 4

Madam, it wilbe noted through the world,

An action bloudy and tirannicall:

Cheefely since under safetie of our word,

They justly challenge their protection:

Besides my heart relentes that noble men,

Onely corrupted in religion,

Ladies of honor, Knightes and Gentlemen,

Should for their conscience taste such rutheles ends.

Well Madam, I referre it to your Majestie,

And to my Nephew heere the Duke of Guise:

What you determine, I will ratifie.

How now fellow, what newes?

Messenger, tell him I will see him straite.

Exit Messenger.

What shall we doe now with the Admirall?

Content, I will goe visite the Admirall.

How fares it with my Lord high Admiral,

Hath he been hurt with villaines in the street?

I vow and sweare as I am King of France,

To finde and to repay the man with death:

With death delay'd and torments never usde,

That durst presume for hope of any gaine,

To hurt the noble man his sovereign loves.

Assure your selfe my good Lord Admirall,

I deepely sorrow for your trecherous wrong:

And that I am not more secure my selfe,

Then I am carefull you should be preserved.

Cossin, take twenty of our strongest guarde,

And under your direction see they keep

All trecherous violence from our noble freend,

Repaying all attempts with present death,

Upon the cursed breakers of our peace.

And so be pacient good Lord Admirall,

And every hower I will visite you.