The Works of Christopher Marlowe

The Massacre at Paris


Act: 1 Scene: 19
But when will he come that we may murther him?
You will give us our money?
O pardon me my Lord of Guise.
O my Lord, I am one of them that is set to murder you.
I my Lord, the rest have taine their standings in the next
roome, therefore good my Lord goe not foorth.
Downe with him, downe with him.