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Excepting against Doctors actions;

And ipse dixi with this quidditie;

Argumentum testimonis est in arte partialis。

To contradict which; I say Ramus shall dye:

How answere you that? your nego argumentum

Cannot serve; Sirrah; kill him。



RAMUS。 O good my Lord; let me but speak a word。



ANJOY。 Well; say on。



RAMUS。 Not for my life doe I desire this pause;

But in my latter houre to purge my selfe;

In that I know the things that I have wrote;

Which as I heare one Shekins takes it ill;

Because my places being but three; contain all his:

I knew the Organon to be confusde;

And I reduc'd it into better forme。

And this for Aristotle will I say;

That he that despiseth him; can nere

Be good in Logick or Philosophie。

And thats because the blockish Sorbonests

Attribute as much unto their workes;

As to the service of the eternall God。



GUISE。 Why suffer you that peasant to declaime?

Stab him I say and send him to his freends in hell。



ANJOY。 Nere was there Colliars sonne so full of pride。



     Kill him。 'Close the studie。'



GUISE。 My Lord Anjoy; there are a hundred Protestants;

Which we have chaste into the river Sene;

That swim about and so preserve their lives:

How may we doe? I feare me they will live。



DUMAINE。 Goe place some men upon the bridge;

With bowes and cartes to shoot at them they see;

And sinke them in the river as they swim。



GUISE。 Tis well advisde Dumain; goe see it done。



     Exit Dumaine。



And in the mean time my Lord; could we devise;

To get those pedantes from the King Navarre;

That are tutors to him and the prince of Condy



ANJOY。 For that let me alone; Cousin stay heer;

And when you see me in; then follow hard。



     He knocketh; and enter the King of Navarre and Prince

     of Condy; with their scholmaisters。



How now my Lords; how fare you?



NAVARRE。 My Lord; they say

That all the protestants are massacred。



ANJOY。 I; so they are; but yet what remedy:

I have done all I could to stay this broile。



NAVARRE。 But yet my Lord the report doth run;

That you were one that made this Massacre。



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 Massacre 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 lusty 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。



QUEENE MOTHER。 My Lord of Loraine have you marks of late;

How Charles our sonne begins for to lament

For the late nights worke which my Lord of Guise

Did make in Paris amongst the Hugonites?



CARDINALL。 Madam; I have heard him solemnly vow;

With the rebellious King of Navarre;

For to revenge their deaths upon us all。



QUEENE MOTHER。 I; but my Lord; let me alone for that;

For Katherine must have her will in France:

As I doe live; so surely shall he dye;

And Henry then shall weare the diadem。

And if he grudge or crosse his Mothers will;

Ile disinherite him and all the rest:

For Ile rule France; but they shall weare the crowne:

And if they storme; I then may pull them downe。

Come my Lord let's goe。



     Exeunt。













'Scene x'





     Enter five or sixe Protestants with bookes; and kneele together。



     Enter also the Guise 'and others'。



GUISE。 Downe with the Hugonites; murder them。



PROTESTANT。 O Mounser de Guise; heare me but speake。



GUISE。 No villain; no that toung of thine;

That hath blasphemde the holy Church of Rome;

Shall drive no plaintes into the Guises eares;

To make the justice of my heart relent:

Tue; tue; tue; let none escape:



     Kill them。



So; dragge them away。



     Exeunt。











'Scene xi'





     Enter 'Charles' the King of France; Navar and Epernoune

     staying him: enter Queene Mother; and the Cardinall 'of

     Loraine; and Pleshe'。



CHARLES。 O let me stay and rest me heer a while;

A griping paine hath ceasde upon my heart:

A sodaine pang; the messenger of death。



QUEENE MOTHER。 O say not so; thou kill'st thy mothers heart。



CHARLES。 I must say so; paine forceth me to complain。



NAVARRE。 Comfort your selfe my Lord I have no doubt;

But God will sure restore you to your health。



CHARLES。 O no; my loving brother of Navarre。

I have deserv'd a scou

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