_ The moments that retard your flight are traitors.
Make haste, my royal master, to be safe,
And save me with you, for I'll share your fate.
_King._ Wilt thou go too?
Then I am reconciled to heaven again:
O welcome, thou good angel of my way,
Thou pledge and omen of my safe return!
Not Greece, nor hostile Juno could destroy
The hero that abandoned burning Troy;
He 'scaped the dangers of the dreadful night,
When, loaded with his gods, he took his flight.
[_Exuent, the King leading her._
ACT V.
SCENE I.--_The Castle of Blois._
_Enter_ GRILLON, _and_ ALPHONSO CORSO.
_Gril._ Welcome, colonel, welcome to Blois.
_Alph._ Since last we parted at the barricadoes,
The world's turned upside down.
_Gril._ No, 'faith, 'tis better now, 'tis downside up:
Our part o'the wheel is rising, though but slowly.
_Alph._ Who looked for an assembly of the States?
_Gril._ When the king was escaped from Paris, and got out of the
toils, 'twas time for the Guise to take them down, and pitch others:
that is, to treat for the calling of a parliament, where, being sure
of the major part, he might get by law what he had missed by force.
_Alph._ But why should the king assemble the States, to satisfy the
Guise, after so many affronts?
_Gril._ For the same reason, that a man in a duel says he has received
satisfaction, when he is first wounded, and afterwards disarmed.
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