The Works of Christopher Marlowe
The Massacre at Paris
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.
