The Works of Christopher Marlowe
The Massacre at Paris
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Scene:
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ALL.
Vive le Roy, vive le Roy.
ALL.
Vive le Roy, vive le Roy.
MUGEROUN.
We know that noble minces change not their thoughts
For wearing of a crowne: in that your grace,
Hath worne the Poland diadem, before
You were withvested in the crowne of France.
MUGEROUN.
Then may it please your Majestie to give me leave,
To punish those that doe prophane this holy feast.
MUGEROUN.
Come sir, give me my buttons and heers your eare.
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MUGEROUN.
Not I my Lord, what if I had?
MUGEROUN.
I may be stabd, and live till he be dead,
But wherfore beares he me such deadly hate?
MUGEROUN.
If that be all, the next time that I meet her,
Ile make her shake off love with her heeles.
But which way is he gone? Ile goe take a walk
On purpose from the Court to meet with him.
