Mar. Curse not that eloquence that saved your life:
For, when your wild ambition, which defied
A royal mandate, hurried you to town;
When over-weening pride of popular power
Had thrust you headlong in the Louvre toils,
Then had you died: For know, my haughty lord,
Had I not been, offended majesty
081 Had doomed you to the death you well deserved.
Gui. Then was't not Henry's fear preserved my life?
Mar. You know him better, or you ought to know him:
He's born to give you fear, not to receive it.
Gui. Say this again; but add, you gave not up
Your honour as the ransom of my life;
For, if you did, 'twere better I had died.
Mar. And so it were.
Gui. Why said you, so it were?
For though 'tis true, methinks 'tis much unkind.
Mar. My lord, we are not now to talk of kindness.
If you acknowledge I have saved your life,
Be grateful in return, and do an act,
Your honour, though unasked by me, requires.
Gui. By heaven, and you, whom next to heaven I love,
(If I said more, I fear I should not lie,)
I'll do whate'er my honour will permit.
Mar. Go, throw yourself at Henry's royal feet,
And rise not till approved a loyal subject.
Gui. A duteous loyal subject I was ever.