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Massacre at Paris
by Christopher Marlowe
Table of Contents with inital stage directions
* Dramatis Personae
* Scene 1： Enter Charles the French King； ＇Catherine＇ the Queene
Mother； the King of Navarre； the Prince of Condye； the Lord high
Admirall； and ＇Margaret＇ the Queene of Navarre； with others。
* Scene 2： Enter the Duke of Guise。
* Scene 3： Enter the King of Navar and Queen ＇Margaret＇； and his
＇olde＇ Mother Queen ＇of Navarre＇； the Prince of Condy； the
Admirall； and the Pothecary with the gloves； and gives them
to the olde Queene。
* Scene 4： Enter ＇Charles＇ the King； ＇Catherine the＇ Queene
Mother； Duke of Guise； Duke Anjoy； Duke Demayne ＇and Cossin；
Captain of the Kings Guard＇。
* Scene 5： Enter Guise； Anjoy； Dumaine； Gonzago； Retes； Montsorrell；
and Souldiers to the massacre。
* Scene 6： Enter Mountsorrell and knocks at Serouns doore。
* Scene 7： Enter Ramus in his studie。
* Scene 8： Enter Anjoy； with two Lords of Poland。
* Scene 9： Enter two with the Admirals body。
* Scene 10： Enter five or sixe Protestants with bookes； and kneele
together。
* Scene 11： Enter ＇Charles＇ the King of France； Navar and Epernoune
staying him： enter Queene Mother； and the Cardinall ＇of Loraine；
and Pleshe＇。
* Scene 12： Sound Trumpets within； and then all crye vive le Roy two
or three times。
* Scene 13： Enter the Duchesse of Guise； and her Maide。
* Scene 14： Enter the King of Navarre； Pleshe and Bartus； and
their train； with drums and trumpets。
* Scene 15： Enter ＇Henry＇ the King of France； Duke of Guise；
Epernoune； and Duke Joyeux。
* Scene 16： Alarums within。 The Duke Joyeux slaine。
* Scene 17： Enter a Souldier。
* Scene 18： Enter the King of Navarre reading of a letter； and
Bartus。
* Scene 19： Enter the Captaine of the guarde； and three murtherers。
* Scene 20： Enter two ＇Murtherers＇ dragging in the Cardenall ＇of
Loraine＇。
* Scene 21： Enter Duke Dumayn reading of a letter； with others。
* Scene 22： Sound Drumme and Trumpets； and enter the King of France；
and Navarre； Epernoune； Bartus； Pleshe and Souldiers。
＇DRAMATIS PERSONAE＇
CHARLES THE NINTHKing of France
Duke of Anjouhis brother； afterwards KNIG HENRY THE THIRD
King of Navarre
PRINCE OF CONDEhis brother
brothers
DUKE OF GUISE
CARDINAL OF LORRAINE
DUKE DUMAINE
SON TO THE DUKE OF GUISEa boy
THE LORD HIGH ADMIRAL
DUKE OF JOYEUX
EPERNOUN
PLESHE
BARTUS
TWO LORDS OF POLAND
GONZAGO
RETES
MOUNTSORRELL
COSSINS；Captain of the King's Guard
MUGEROUN
THE CUTPURSE
LOREINE；a preacher
SEROUNE
RAMUS
TALEUS
FRIAR
SURGEONENGLISH AGENT
APOTHECARY
Captain of the Guard； Protestants； Schoolmasters； Soldiers；
Murderers； Attendants； &c。
CATHERINE；the Queen Mother of France
MARGARET；her daughter； wife to the KING OF NAVARRE
THE OLD QUEEN OF NAVARRE
DUCHESS OF GUISE
WIFE TO SEROUNE
Maid to the Duchess of Guise
The Massacre at Paris。 With the Death of the Duke of Guise。
＇Scene i＇
Enter Charles the French King； ＇Catherine＇ the Queene Mother；
the King of Navarre； the Prince of Condye； the Lord high
Admirall； and ＇Margaret＇ the Queene of Navarre； with others。
CHARLES。 Prince of Navarre my honourable brother；
Prince Condy； and my good Lord Admirall；
wishe this union and religious league；
Knit in these hands； thus joyn'd in nuptiall rites；
May not desolve； till death desolve our lives；
And that the native sparkes of princely love；
That kindled first this motion in our hearts；
May still be feweld in our progenye。
NAVAREE。 The many favours which your grace has showne；
From time to time； but specially in this；
Shall binde me ever to your highnes will；
In what Queen Mother or your grace commands。
QUEENE MOTHER。 Thanks sonne Navarre； you see we love you well；
That linke you in mariage with our daughter heer：
And as you know； our difference in Religion
Might be a meanes to crosse you in your love。
CHARLES。 Well Madam； let that rest：
And now my Lords the mariage rites perfourm'd；
We think it good to goe and consumate
The rest； with hearing of an holy Masse：
Sister； I think your selfe will beare us company。
QUEENE MARGARET。 I will my good Lord。
CHARLES。 The rest that will not goe （my Lords） may stay：
Come Mother；
Let us goe to honor this solemnitie。
QUEENE MOTHER。 Which Ile desolve with bloud and crueltie。
＇Aside。＇
Exit ＇Charles＇ the King； Queene Mother； and ＇Margaret＇
the Queene of Navar ＇with others＇； and manet Navar；
the Prince of Condy； and the Lord high Admirall。
NAVARRE。 Prince Condy and my good Lord Admiral；
Now Guise may storme but does us little hurt：
Having the King； Queene Mother on our side；
To stop the mallice of his envious heart；
That seekes to murder all the Protestants：
Have you not heard of late how he decreed；
If that the King had given consent thereto；
That all the protestants that are in Paris；
Should have been murdered the other night？
ADMIRALL。 My Lord I mervaile that th'aspiring Guise
Dares once adventure without the Kings assent；
To meddle or attempt such dangerous things。
CONDY。 My Lord you need not mervaile at the Guise；
For what he doth the Pope will ratifie：
In murder； mischeefe； or in tiranny。
NAVARRE。 But he that sits and rules above the clowdes；
Doth heare and see the praiers of the just：
And will revenge the bloud of innocents；
That Guise hath slaine by treason of his heart；
And brought by murder to their timeles ends。
ADMIRALL。 My Lord； but did you mark the Cardinall
The Guises brother； and the Duke Dumain：
How they did storme at these your nuptiall rites；
Because the house of Burbon now comes in；
And joynes your lineage to the crowne ofFrance？
NAVARRE。 And thats the cause that Guise so frowns at us；
And beates his braines to catch us in his trap；
Which he hath pitcht within his deadly toyle。
Come my Lords lets go to the Church and pray；
That God may still defend the right of France：
And make his Gospel flourish in this land。
Exeunt。
＇Scene ii＇
Enter the Duke of Guise。
GUISE。 If ever Hymen lowr'd at marriage rites；
And had his alters decks with duskie lightes：
If ever sunne stainde heaven with bloudy clowdes；
And made it look with terrour on the worlde：
If ever day were turnde to ugly night；
And night made semblance of the hue of hell；
This day； this houre； this fatall night；
Shall fully shew the fury of them all。
Apothecarie。
Enter the Pothecarie。
POTHECARIE。 My Lord。
GUISE。 Now shall I prove and guerdon to the ful；
The love thou bear'st unto the house of Guise：
Where are those perfumed gloves which late I sent
To be poysoned； hast thou done them？ speake；
Will every savour breed a pangue of death？
POTHECARIE。 See where they be my Lord； and he that smelles
but to them； dyes。
GUISE。 Then thou remainest resolute。
POTHECARIE。 I am my Lord； in what your grace commaundes till death。
GUISE。 Thankes my good freend； I wil requite thy love。
Goe then； present them to the Queene Navarre：
For she is that huge blemish in our eye；
That makes these upstart heresies in Fraunce：
Be gone my freend； present them to her straite。
Souldyer。
Exit Pothecaier。
Enter a Souldier。
SOULDIER。 My Lord。
GUISE。 Now come thou forth and play thy tragick part；
Stand in some window opening neere the street；
And when thou seest the Admirall ride by；
Discharge thy musket and perfourme his death：
And then Ile guerdon thee with store of crownes。
SOULDIER。 I will my Lord。
Exit Souldier。
GUISE。 Now Guise； begin those deepe ingendred thoughts
To burst abroad； those never dying flames；
Which cannot be extinguisht but by bloud。
Oft have I leveld； and at last have learnd；
That perill is the cheefest way to happines；
And resolution honors fairest aime。
What glory is there in a common good；
That hanges for every peasant to atchive？
That like I best that flyes beyond my reach。
Set me to scale the high Peramides；
And thereon set the Diadem of Fraunce；
Ile either rend it with my nayles to naught；
Or mount the top with my aspiring winges；
Although my downfall be the deepest hell。
For this； I wake； when others think I sleepe；
For this； I waite； that scorn attendance else：
For this； my quenchles thirst whereon I builde；
Hath often pleaded kindred to the King。
For this； this head； this heart； this hand and sworde；
Contrive； imagine and fully execute
Matters of importe； aimed at by many；
Yet understoode by none。
For this； hath heaven engendred me of earth；
For this； the earth sustaines my bodies weight；
And with this wait Ile counterpoise a Crowne；
Or with seditions weary all the worlde：
For this； from Spain
