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_The_ GUISE _is assaulted by eight. They stab him in all parts, but
most in the head._
_Gui._ O villains! hell-hounds! hold.
[_Half draws his sword, is held._
Murdered, O basely, and not draw my sword!--
Dog, Lognac,--but my own blood choaks me.
Down, villain, down!--I'm gone,--O Marmoutiere!
[_Flings himself upon him, dies[23]._
_The Traverse is drawn._
_The King rises from his Chair, comes forward with his
Cabinet-council._
_King._ Open the closet, and let in the council;
Bid Dugast execute the cardinal;
Seize all the factious leaders, as I ordered,
And every one be answered, on your lives.
_Enter Queen-Mother followed by the Counsellors._
O, madam, you are welcome; how goes your health?
_Qu. M._ A little mended, sir.--What have you done?
_King._ That which has made me king of France; for there
The king of Paris at your feet lies dead.
_Qu. M._ You have cut out dangerous work, but make it up
With speed and resolution[24].
_King._ Yes, I'll wear
The fox no longer, but put on the lion;
And since I could resolve to take the heads
Of this great insurrection, you, the members,
Look to it; beware, turn from your stubbornness,
And learn to know me, for I will be king.
_Gril._ 'Sdeath, how the traitors lower, and quake, and droop,
And gather to the wing of his protection,
As if they were his friends, and fought his cause!
_King.
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