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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
