That spirits should rise in these times yet are fables;
Though learnedst men hold that our sensive spirits
A little time abide about the graves135
Of their deceased bodies, and can take,
In colde condenc't ayre, the same formes they had
When they were shut up in this bodies shade.
Enter Aumall.
Aumale. O sir, the Guise is slaine!
Cler. Avert it heaven!
Aum. Sent for to Councill by the King, an ambush[140]