LITMIR.BIZ

         GUISE. Anjoy, Dumaine, Gonzago, Retes, sweare by

         The argent crosses on your burgonets,

         To kill all that you suspect of heresie.

         DUMAINE. I sweare by this to be unmercifull.

         ANJOY. I am disguisde and none nows who I am,

         And therfore meane to murder all I meet.

         GONZAGO. And so will I.

         RETES. And I.

         GUISE. Away then, break into the Admirals house.

         GETES. I let the Admirall be first dispatcht.

         GUISE. The Admirall,

         Cheefe standard bearer to the Lutheranes,

         Shall in the entrance of this Massacre,

         Be murdered in his bed.

         Gonzago conduct them hither, and then

         Beset his house that not a man may live.

         ANJOY. That charge is mine. Swizers keepe you the streetes,

         And at ech corner shall the Kings garde stand.

         GONZAGO. Come sirs follow me.

         ANJOY. Cossin, the Captaine of the Admirals guarde,

         Plac'd by my brother, will betray his Lord:

         Now Guise shall catholiques flourish once againe,

         The head being of, the members cannot stand.

         RETES. But look my Lord, ther's some in the Admirals house.

         ANJOY. In lucky time, come let us keep this lane,

         And slay his servants that shall issue out.

         GONZAGO. Where is the Admirall?

         ADMIRALL. O let me pray before I dye.

         GONZAGO. Then pray unto our Ladye, kisse this crosse.

              Stab him.

         ADMIRALL. O God forgive my sins.

         GUISE. What, is he dead Gonzago?

         GONZAGO. I my Lord.

         GUISE. Then throw him down.

         ANJOY. Now cosin view him well,

         It may be it is some other, and he escapte.

         GUISE. Cosin tis he, I know him by his look.

         See where my Souldier shot him through the arm.

         He mist him neer, but we have strook him now.

         Ah base Shatillian and degenerate,

         Cheef standard bearer to the Lutheranes,