Now there they perch to have them in their eyes,
'Till all go loaded to the nether skies[15].

_Mal._ To-morrow then.

_Mel._ To-morrow let it be;
Or thou deceiv'st those hungry, gaping fiends,
And Beelzebub will rage.

_Mal._ Why Beelzebub? hast thou not often said,
That Lucifer's your king?

_Mel._ I told thee true;
But Lucifer, as he who foremost fell,
So now lies lowest in the abyss of hell,
Chained till the dreadful doom; in place of whom
Sits Beelzebub, vicegerent of the damned,
Who, listening downward, hears his roaring lord,
And executes his purpose.--But no more[16].
The morning creeps behind yon eastern hill,
And now the guard is mine, to drive the elves,
And foolish fairies, from their moonlight play,
And lash the laggers from the sight of day. [_Descends._
[_Exit_ MAL.


SCENE III.

_Enter_ GUISE, MAYENNE, CARDINAL, _and_ ARCHBISHOP.