_Guise_.--Avaunt! thou fiend. I abhor thy sight. I look upon thee as
the original cause of my death, and of all the calamities brought upon
the French nation, in my father's time and my own.
_Machiavel_.--I the cause of your death! You surprise me!
_Guise_.--Yes. Your pernicious maxims of policy, imported from Florence
with Catherine of Medicis, your wicked disciple, produced in France such
a government, such dissimulation, such perfidy, such violent, ruthless
counsels, as threw that whole kingdom into the utmost confusion, and
ended my life, even in the palace of my sovereign, by the swords of
assassins.
_Machiavel_.--Whoever may have a right to complain of my policy, you,
sir, have not. You owed your greatness to it, and your deviating from it
was the real cause of your death. If it had not been for the
assassination of Admiral Coligni and the massacre of the Huguenots, the
strength and power which the conduct of so able a chief would have given
to that party, after the death of your father, its most dangerous enemy,
would have been fatal to your house; nor could you, even with all the
advantage you drew from that great stroke of royal policy, have acquired
the authority you afterwards rose to in the kingdom of France; but by
pursuing my maxims, by availing yourself of the specious name of religion
to serve the secret purposes of your ambition, and by suffering no
restraint of fear or conscience, not even the guilt of exciting a civil
war, to check the necessary progress of your well-concerted designs. But
on the day of the barricades you most imprudently let the king escape out
of Paris, when you might have slain or deposed him. This was directly
against the great rule of my politics, not to stop short in rebellion or
treason till the work is fully completed. And you were justly censured
for it by Pope Sixtus Quintus, a more consummate politician, who said,
"You ought to have known that when a subject draws his sword against his
king he should throw away the scabbard." You likewise deviated from my
counsels, by putting yourself in the power of a sovereign you had so much
offended. Why would you, against all the cautions I had given, expose
your life in a loyal castle to the mercy of that prince? You trusted to
his fear, but fear, insulted and desperate, is often cruel. Impute
therefore your death not to any fault in my maxims, but to your own folly
in not having sufficiently observed them.
_Guise_.--If neither I nor that prince had ever practised your maxims in
any part of our conduct, he would have reigned many years with honour and
peace, and I should have risen by my courage and talents to as high a
pitch of greatness as it consisted with the duty of a subject to desire.
But your instructions led us on into those crooked paths, out of which
there was no retreat without great danger, nor a possibility of advancing
without being detested by all mankind, and whoever is so has everything
to fear from that detestation. I will give you a proof of this in the
fate of a prince, who ought to have been your hero instead of Caesar
Borgia, because he was incomparably a greater man, and, of all who ever
lived, seems to have acted most steadily according to the rules laid down
by you; I mean Richard III., King of England. He stopped at no crime
that could be profitable to him; he was a dissembler, a hypocrite, a
murderer in cool blood. After the death of his brother he gained the
crown by cutting off, without pity, all who stood in his way. He trusted
no man any further than helped his own purposes and consisted with his
own safety. He liberally rewarded all services done him, but would not
let the remembrance of them atone for offences or save any man from
destruction who obstructed his views. Nevertheless, though his nature
shrunk from no wickedness which could serve his ambition, he possessed
and exercised all those virtues which you recommend to the practice of
your prince. He was bold and prudent in war, just and strict in the
general administration of his government, and particularly careful, by a
vigorous execution of the laws, to protect the people against injuries or
oppressions from the great. In all his actions and words there
constantly appeared the highest concern for the honour of the nation. He
was neither greedy of wealth that belonged to other men nor profuse of
his own, but knew how to give and where to save. He professed a most
edifying sense of religion, pretended great zeal for the reformation of
manners, and was really an example of sobriety, chastity, and temperance
in the whole course of his life. Nor did he shed any blood, but of those
who were such obstacles in his way to dominion as could not possibly be
removed by any other means. This was a prince after your heart, yet mark
his end. The horror his crimes had excited in the minds of his subjects,
and the detestation it produced, were so pernicious to him, that they
enabled an exile, who had no right to the crown, and whose abilities were
much inferior to his, to invade his realm and destroy him.
_Machiavel_.--This example, I own, may seem to be of some weight against
the truth of my system. But at the same time it demonstrates that there
was nothing so new in the doctrines I published as to make it reasonable
to charge me with the disorders and mischiefs which, since my time, any
kingdom may have happened to suffer from the ambition of a subject or the
tyranny of a prince. Human nature wants no teaching to render it wicked.
In courts more especially there has been, from the first institution of
monarchies, a policy practised, not less repugnant than mine to the
narrow and vulgar laws of humanity and religion. Why should I be singled
out as worse than other statesmen?
_Guise_.--There have been, it must be owned, in all ages and all states,
many wicked politicians; but thou art the first that ever taught the
science of tyranny, reduced it to rules, and instructed his disciples how
to acquire and secure it by treachery, perjuries, assassinations,
proscriptions, and with a particular caution, not to be stopped in the
progress of their crimes by any check of the conscience or feeling of the
heart, but to push them as far as they shall judge to be necessary to
their greatness and safety. It is this which has given thee a
pre-eminence in guilt over all other statesmen.
_Machiavel_.--If you had read my book with candour you would have
perceived that I did not desire to render men either tyrants or rebels,
but only showed, if they were so, what conduct, in such circumstances, it
would be rational and expedient for them to observe.
_Guise_.--When you were a minister of state in Florence, if any chemist
or physician had published a treatise, to instruct his countrymen in the
art of poisoning, and how to do it with the most certain destruction to
others and security to themselves, would you have allowed him to plead in
his justification that he did not desire men to poison their neighbours?
But, if they would use such evil means of mending their fortunes, there
could surely be no harm in letting them know what were the most effectual
poisons, and by what methods they might give them without being
discovered. Would you have thought it a sufficient apology for him that
he had dropped in his preface, or here and there in his book, a sober
exhortation against the committing of murder? Without all doubt, as a
magistrate concerned for the safety of the people of Florence, you would
have punished the wretch with the utmost severity, and taken great care
to destroy every copy of so pernicious a book. Yet your own admired work
contains a more baneful and more infernal art. It poisons states and
kingdoms, and spreads its malignity, like a general pestilence, over the
whole world.
_Machiavel_.--You must acknowledge at least that my discourses on Livy
are full of wise and virtuous maxims and precepts of government.
_Guise_.--This, I think, rather aggravates than alleviates your guilt.
How could you study and comment upon Livy with so acute and profound an
understanding, and afterwards write a book so absolutely repugnant to all
the lessons of policy taught by that sage and moral historian? How could
you, who had seen the picture of virtue so amiably drawn by his hand, and
who seemed yourself to be sensible of all its charms, fall in love with a
fury, and set up her dreadful image as an object of worship to princes?
_Machiavel_.--I was seduced by vanity. My heart was formed to love
virtue. But I wanted to be thought a greater genius in politics than
Aristotle or Plato. Vanity, sir, is a passion as strong in authors as
ambition in princes, or rather it is the same passion exerting itself
differently. I was a Duke of Guise in the republic of letters.
_Guise_.--The bad influences of your guilt have reached further than
mine, and been more lasting. But, Heaven be praised, your credit is at
present much declining in Europe. I have been told by some shades who
are lately arrived here, that the ablest statesman of his time, a king,
with whose fame the world is filled, has answered your book, and confuted
all the principles of it, with a noble scorn and abhorrence. I am also
assured, that in England there is a great and good king, whose whole life
has been a continued opposition to your evil system; who has hated all
cruelty, all fraud, all falseness; whose word has been sacred, whose
honour inviolate; who has made the laws of his kingdom the rules of his
government, and good faith and a regard for the liberty of mankind the
principles of his conduct with respect to foreign powers; who reigns more
absolutely now in the hearts of his people, and does greater things by
the confidence they place in him, and by the efforts they make from the
generous zeal of affection, than any monarch ever did, or ever will do,
by all the arts of iniquity which you recommended.