It ends in vertue and effects divine,
And is in friendship chaste and masculine.
_Gui._ Thou shalt my mistresse be; me thinkes my bloud
Is taken up to all love with thy vertues. 190
And howsoever other men despise
These paradoxes strange and too precise,
Since they hold on the right way of our reason,
I could attend them ever. Come, away;
Performe thy brothers thus importun'd wreake; 195
And I will see what great affaires the King
Hath to employ my counsell which he seemes
Much to desire, and more and more esteemes. _Exeunt._
LINENOTES:
53 _doth oft like_. Emended by ed.; Q, doth of like.
58 _Lorraine_. Emended by ed.; Q, Soccaine; see note on
55-61.
90 Repunctuated by ed.; Q has (;) at the end of the
line.
141 _All . . . renowne_. Q, All the desert of good,
renowne your Highnesse.
176 _On_. Shepherd, Phelps; Q, Or.
[SCAENA SECUNDA.
_A Room at the Court._]
_Enter Henry, Baligny, with sixe of the guard._
_Henry._ Saw you his sawcie forcing of my hand
To D'Ambois freedome?
_Baligny._ Saw, and through mine eyes
Let fire into my heart, that burn'd to beare
An insolence so giantly austere.
_Hen._ The more Kings beare at subjects hands, the more 5
Their lingring justice gathers; that resembles
The waightie and the goodly-bodied eagle,
Who (being on earth) before her shady wings
Can raise her into ayre, a mightie way
Close by the ground she runnes; but being aloft, 10
All shee commands, she flyes at; and the more
Death in her seres beares, the more time shee stayes
Her thundry stoope from that on which shee preyes.
_Bal._ You must be then more secret in the waight
Of these your shadie counsels, who will else 15
Beare (where such sparkes flye as the Guise and D'Ambois)
Pouder about them. Counsels (as your entrailes)
Should be unpierst and sound kept; for not those
Whom you discover you neglect; but ope
A ruinous passage to your owne best hope. 20
_Hen._ Wee have spies set on us, as we on others;
And therefore they that serve us must excuse us,
If what wee most hold in our hearts take winde;
Deceit hath eyes that see into the minde.
But this plot shall be
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