y last.

_Gui._ O let me crawl, vile as I am, and kiss
Your sacred robe.--Is't possible! your hand!
[_She gives him her hand._
O that it were my last expiring moment,
For I shall never taste the like again.

_Mar._ Farewell, my proselyte! your better genius
Watch your ambition.

_Gui._ I have none but you:
Must I ne'er see you more?

_Mar._ I have sworn you must not:
Which thought thus roots me here, melts my resolves, [_Weeps._
And makes me loiter when the angels call me.

_Gui._ O ye celestial dews! O paradise!
O heaven! O joys, ne'er to be tasted more!

_Mar._ Nay, take a little more: cold Marmoutiere,
The temperate, devoted Marmoutiere
Is gone,--a last embrace I must bequeath you.

_Gui._ And O let me return it with another!

_Mar._ Farewell for ever; ah, Guise, though now we part,
In the bright orbs, prepared us by our fates,
Our souls shall meet,--farewell!--and Io's sing above,
Where no ambition, nor state-crime, the happier spirits prove,
But all are blest, and all enjoy an everlasting love.
[_Exit_ MARMOUTIERE.

GUISE _solus._

_Gui._ Glory, where art thou? fame, revenge, ambition,
Where are you fled? there's ice upon my nerves;
My salt, my metal, and my spirits gone,
Palled as a slave, that's bed-rid with an ague,
I wish my flesh were off. [_Blood falls from his nose._
What now! thou bleed'st:--
Three, and no more!--what then? and why, what then?
But just three drops! and why not just three drops,
As well as four or five, or five and twenty?

_Enter a Page._

_Page._ My lord, your brother and the arch-bishop wait you.

_Gui._ I come;--down, devil!--ha! must I stumble too?
Away, ye dreams! what if it thundered now,
Or if a raven crossed me in my way?
Or now it comes, because last night I dreamt
The council-hall was hung with crimson round,
And all the ceiling plaistered o'er with black.
No more!--Blue fires, and ye dull rolling lakes,
Fathomless caves, ye dungeons of old night,
Phantoms, be gone! if I must die, I'll fall
True politician, and defy you all. [_Exit._

SCENE II.--_The Court before the Council-hall._

GRILLON, LARCHANT, _Soldiers placed, People crowding_

_Gril._ Are your guards doubled, captain?

_Larch._ Sir, they are.

_Gril._ When the Guise comes, remember your petition.--
Make way there for his eminence; give bac