The Massacre
And place our selves in order for the fight.Exeunt.
Enter the King of France, Duke of Guise, Epernoune, and Duke Joyeux.
King.
My sweet Joyeux, I make thee Generall,
Of all my army now in readines:
To march against the rebellious King Navarre,
At thy request I am content thou goe,
Although my love to thee can hardly suffer,
Regarding still the danger of thy life.
Joyeux.
Thanks to your Majestie, and so I take my leave.
Farwell my Lord of Guise and Epernoune.
Guise.
Health and harty farwell to my Lord Joyeux. Exit Joyeux.
King.
So kindely Cosin of Guise you and your wife doe both salute our lovely Minions.
he makes hornes at the Guise.
Guise.
How now my Lord, faith this is more then need,
Am I thus to be jested at and scornde?
Tis more then kingly or Emperious.
And sure if all the proudest Kings in
Christendome, should beare me such derision:
They should know how I scornde them and their mockes.
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