NAVARRE. But yet my Lord the report doth run, That you were one that made this Ma.s.sacre.
ANJOY. Who I? you are deceived, I rose but now
Enter [to them] Guise.
GUISE. Murder the Hugonets, take those pedantes hence.
NAVARRE. Thou traitor Guise, lay of thy bloudy hands.
CONDY. Come let us goe tell the King.
Exeunt [Condy and Navarre].
GUISE. Come sirs, Ile whip you to death with my punniards point.
He kils them.
ANJOY. Away with them both.
Exit Anjoy [and soldiers with bodies].
GUISE. And now sirs for this night let our fury stay.
Yet will we not the Ma.s.sacre shall end: Gonzago posse you to Orleance, Retes to Deep, Mountsorrell unto Roan, and spare not one That you suspect of heresy. And now stay That bel that to the devils mattins rings.
Now every man put of his burgonet, And so convey him closely to his bed.
Exeunt.
[Scene viii]
Enter Anjoy, with two Lords of Poland.
ANJOY. My Lords of Poland I must needs confesse, The offer of your Prince Elector"s, farre Beyond the reach of my desertes: For Poland is as I have been enformde, A martiall people, worthy such a King, As hath sufficient counsaile in himselfe, To lighten doubts and frustrate subtile foes.
And such a King whom practice long hath taught, To please himselfe with mannage of the warres, The greatest warres within our Christian bounds, I meane our warres against the Muscovites: And on the other side against the Turke, Rich Princes both, and mighty Emperours: Yet by my brother Charles our King of France, And by his graces councell it is thought, That if I undertake to weare the crowne Of Poland, it may prejudice their hope Of my inheritance to the crowne of France: For if th"almighty take my brother hence, By due discent the Regall seat is mine.
With Poland therfore must I covenant thus, That if by death of Charles, the diadem Of France be cast on me, then with your leaves I may retire me to my native home.
If your commission serve to warrant this, I thankfully shall undertake the charge Of you and yours, and carefully maintaine The wealth and safety of your kingdomes right.
LORD. All this and more your highnes shall commaund, For Polands crowne and kingly diadem.
ANJOY. Then come my Lords, lets goe.
Exeunt.
[Scene ix]
Enter two with the Admirals body.
1. Now sirra, what shall we doe with the Admirall?
2. Why let us burne him for a heretick.
1. O no, his bodye will infect the fire, and the fire the aire, and so we shall be poysoned with him.
2. What shall we doe then?
1. Lets throw him into the river.
2. Oh twill corrupt the water, and the water the fish, and the fish our selves when we eate them.
1. Then throw him into the ditch.
2. No, no, to decide all doubts, be rulde by me, lets hang him upon this tree.
1. Agreede.
They hang him.
Enter the Duke of Guise, and Queene Mother, and the Cardinall [of Loraine].
GUISE. Now Madame, how like you our l.u.s.ty Admirall?
QUEENE MOTHER. Beleeve me Guise he becomes the place so well, That I could long ere this have wisht him there.
But come lets walke aside, th"airs not very sweet.
GUISE. No by my faith Madam.
Sirs, take him away and throw him in some ditch.
Carry away the dead body.
And now Madam as I understand, There anre a hundred Hugonets and more, Which in the woods doe horde their synagogue: And dayly meet about this time of day, thither will I to put them to the sword.
QUEENE MOTHER. Doe so sweet Guise, let us delay no time, For if these straglers gather head againe, And disperse themselves throughout the Realme of France, It will be hard for us to worke their deaths.
GUISE. Madam, I goe as whirl-winces rage before a storme.
Exit Guise.