The Works of Christopher Marlowe
The Massacre at Paris
Act:
1
Scene:
21
FRIER.
My Lord, I come to bring you newes, that your brother
the Cardinall of Loraine by the Kings consent is lately strangled
unto death.
FRIER.
My Lord, heare me but speak.
I am a Frier of the order of the Jacobyns, that for my
conscience sake will kill the King.
FRIER.
O my Lord, I have beene a great sinner in my dayes, and ???
the deed is meritorious.
FRIER.
Tush my Lord, let me alone for that.
Act:
1
Scene:
22
FRIER.
I my good Lord, and will dye therein.
FRIER.
My Lord,
The President of Paris greetes your grace,
And sends his dutie by these speedye lines,
Humblye craving your gracious reply.
FRIER.
Sancte Jacobus, now have mercye on me.
