The Works of Christopher Marlowe

The Massacre at Paris


Act: 1 Scene: 12
Vive le Roy, vive le Roy.
Vive le Roy, vive le Roy.
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.
Then may it please your Majestie to give me leave,
To punish those that doe prophane this holy feast.
Come sir, give me my buttons and heers your eare.