Цитаты из книги Massacre at Paris

Yet Caesar shall go forth. / Let mean conceits and baser men fear death: / Tut, they are peasants; I am Duke of Guise; / And princes with their looks engender fear.

[Henry:] Guise, wear our crown, and be thou king of France, / And, as dictator, make or war or peace, / Whilst I cry placet, like a senator!

What should I do but stand upon my guard?

Thy brother Guise and we may now provide / To plant ourselves with such authority / As not a man may live without our leaves.

Madam, I go as whirlwinds rage before a storm.

What glory is there in a common good / That hangs for every peasant to achieve? / That like I best that flies beyond my reach. / Set me to scale the high pyramides, / And thereon set the diadem of France; / I'll either rend it with my nails to naught, / Or mount the top with my aspiring wings, / Although my downfall be the deepest hell.

Oft have I levelled, and at last have learned / That peril is the chiefest way to happiness, / And resolution honour's fairest aim.