_Gui._ I will.
_Mar._ Then I'll to court, nay--to the king.
_Gui._ By heaven,
I swear you cannot, shall not,--dare not see him.
_Mar._ By heaven, I can, I dare, nay--and I will;
And nothing but your stay shall hinder me;
For now, methinks, I long for't.
_Gui._ Possible!
_Mar._ I'll give you yet a little time to think;
But, if I hear you go to take your leave,
I'll meet you there; before the throne I'll stand,--
Nay you shall see me kneel and kiss his hand. [_Exit._
_Gui._ Furies and hell! She does but try me,--Ha!
This is the mother-queen, and Espernon,
Abbot Delbene, Alphonso Corso too,
All packed to plot, and turn me into madness. [_Reading the Letter._
_Enter Cardinal_ GUISE, _Duke Of_ MAYENNE, MALICORN, _&c._
Ha! can it be! "Madam, the king loves you."-- [_Reads._
But vengeance I will have; to pieces, thus,
To pieces with them all. [_Tears the Letter._
_Card._ Speak lower.
_Gui._ No;
By all the torments of this galling passion,
I'll hollow the revenge I vow, so loud,
My father's ghost shall hear me up to heaven.
_Card._ Contain yourself; this outrage will undo us.
_Gui._ All things are ripe, and love new points their ruin.
Ha! my good lords, what if the murdering council
Were in our power, should they escape our justice?
I see, by each man's laying of his hand
Upon his sword, you swear the like revenge.
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