_Gui._ Never!--She's set on by the king to sift me.
Why, by that never then, all I have sworn
Is true, as that the king designs to end me.
_Mar._ Keep your obedience,--by the saints, you live.
_Gui._ Then mark; 'tis judged by heads grown white in council,
This very day he means to cut me off.
_Mar._ By heaven, then you're forsworn; you've broke your vows.
_Gui._ By you, the justice of the earth, I have not.
_Mar._ By you, dissembler of the world, you have.
I know the king.
_Gui._ I do believe you, madam.
_Mar._ I have tried you both.
_Gui._ Not me, the king you mean.
_Mar._ Do these o'erboiling answers suit the Guise?
But go to council, sir, there shew your truth;
If you are innocent, you're safe; but O,
If I should chance to see you stretched along,
Your love, O Guise, and your ambition gone,
That venerable aspect pale with death,
I must conclude you merited your end.
_Gui._ You must, you will, and smile upon my murder.
_Mar._ Therefore, if you are conscious of a breach,
Confess it to me. Lead me to the king;
He has promised me to conquer his revenge,
And place you next him; therefore, if you're right,
Make me not fear it by asseverations,
But speak your heart, and O resolve me truly!
_Gui._ Madam, I've thought, and trust you with my soul.
You saw but now my parting with my brother,
The prelate too of Lyons; it was debated
Warmly against me, that I should go on.
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