The Works of Christopher Marlowe
The Massacre at Paris
Act:
1
Scene:
15
KING.
My sweet Joyeux, I make thee Generall,
Of all my army now in readines,
To march against the rebellious King Navarre:
At thy request I am content thou go'st,
Although my love to thee can hardly suffer't,
Regarding still the danger of thy life.
KING.
How kindely Cosin of Guise you and your wife
Doe both salute our lovely Minions.
KING.
Beleeve me, Epernoune this jest bites sore.
KING.
How now Mugeroun, metst thou not the Guise at the doore?
KING.
Marry if thou hadst, thou mightst have had the stab,
For he hath solemnely sworne thy death.
KING.
Because his wife beares thee such kindely love.
KING.
I like not this, come Epernoune
Lets goe seek the Duke and make them freends.
