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<Author>Marlowe, Christopher</Author>
<Title>The Massacre At Paris, with the Death of the Duke of Guide</Title>
<Edition>The Complete Works of Christopher Marlowe. Fredson Bowers, ed. Cambridge: The University Press, 1973</Edition>
<Date>1589-1593</Date>
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<l>Enter Charles, the French king, the queen</l>
<l>Mother, the king of Navarre, the prince</l>
<l>Of conde, the lord high admiral and</l>
<l>The queen of Navarre, with others.</l>
<l>Char. prince of Navarre, my honorable brother,</l>
<l>Prince conde, and my good lord admiral,</l>
<l>I wish this union and religious league,</l>
<l>Knit in these hands, thus joined in nuptial rites,</l>
<l>May not dissolve till death dissolve our lives;</l>
<l>And that the native sparks of princely love,</l>
<l>That kindled first this motion in our hearts,</l>
<l>May still be fueled in our progeny.</l>
<l>Nav. the many favors which your grace hath shown</l>
<l>From time to time, but special . . .
