The Works of Christopher Marlowe
The Massacre at Paris
Act:
1
Scene:
15
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.
