The Massacre
Gonza.
What art thou?
Tal.
I am as Ramus is, a Christian.
Ret.
O let him goe, he is a catholick. Exit Taleus.
Enter Ramus.
Gon.
Come Ramus, more golde, or thou shalt have the stabbe.
Ramus.
Alas I am a scholler, how should I have golde?
All that I have is but my stipend from the King,
Which is no sooner receiv'd but it is spent.
Enter the Guise and Anjoy.
Anjoy.
Ret.
Tis Ramus, the Kings professor of Logick.
Guise.
Stab him.
Ramus.
O good my Lord, wherein hath Ramus been so offencious.
Guise.
Marry sir, in having a smack in all,
And yet didst never sound any thing to the depth.
Was it not thou that scoftes the Organon,
And said it was a heape of vanities?
He that will be a flat decotamest,
And seen in nothing but Epetomies:
Is in your judgment thought a learned man.
And he forsooth must goe and preach in Germany:
Excepting against Doctors actions,
And ipsi dixi with this quidditie,
Argumentum testimonis est in arte fetialis.
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