[Scene I]
Enter Charles the French King, [Catherine] the Queene Mother,
the King of Navarre, the Prince of Condye, the Lord high Admirall, and
[Margaret] the Queene of Navarre, with others.
CHARLES. Prince of Navarre my honourable brother, Prince Condy,
and my good Lord Admirall, wishe this union and religious league, Knit in
these hands, thus joyn\'d in nuptiall rites, May not desolve, till death
desolve our lives, And that the native sparkes of princely love, That
kindled first this motion in our hearts, May still be feweld in our progenye.
NAVAREE. The many favours which your grace has showne, From
time to time, but specially in this, Shall binde me ever to your highnes will,
In what Queen Mother or your grace commands.
QUEENE MOTHER. Thanks sonne Navarre, you see we love you
well, That linke you in mariage with our daughter heer: And as you know,
our difference in Religion Might be a meanes to crosse you in your love.