The Jew of Malta

The Famous TRAGEDY OF THE RICH IEW OF MALTA . AS IT WAS PLAYD BEFORE THE KING AND QVEENE , IN HIS MAJESTIES Theatre at White-Hall , by her Majesties Servants at the Cock-pit .

Written by CHRISTOPHER MARLO .

LONDON Printed by I. B. for Nicholas Vavasour , and are to be sold at his Shop in the Inner-Temple , neere the Church . 1633 .

TO MY WORTHY FRIEND , Mr. THOMAS HAMMON , OF GRAYES INNE , &c.

THis Play , composed by so worthy an Authour as Mr. Marlo ; and the part of the Jew presented by so vnimitable an Actor as Mr. Allin , being in this later Age commended to the Stage : As I vsher'd it unto the Court , and presented it to the Cock-pit , with these Prologues and Epilogues here inserted , so now being newly brought to the Presse , I was loath it should be published without the ornament of an Epistle ; making choyce of you vnto whom to deuote it ; then whom ( of all those Gentlemen and acquaintance , within the compasse of my long knowledge ) there is none more able to taxe Ignorance , or attribute right to merit . Sir , you haue bin pleased to grace some of mine owne workes with your curteous patronage ; I hope this will not be the worse accepted , because commended by mee ; ouer whom , none can clayme more power or priuilege than your selfe . I had no better a New-yeares gift to present you with ; receiue it therefore as a continuance of that inuiolable obliegement , by which , he rests stil ingaged ; who as he euer hath , shall alwayes remaine ,

Tuissmus : THO. HEYWOOD .

The Prologue spoken at Court . GRacious and Great , that we so boldly dare , ( ' Mongst other Playes that now in fashion are ) To present this ; writ many yeares agone , And in that Age , thought second vnto none ; We humbly crave your pardon : we pursue The story of a rich and famous Jew Who liu'd in Malta : you shall find him still , In all his proiects , a sound Macheuill ; And that 's his Character : He that hath past So many Censures , is now come at last To haue your princely Eares , grace you him ; then You crowne the Action , and renowne the pen .

Epilogue . IT is our feare ( dread Soueraigne ) we haue bin Too tedious ; neither can 't be lesse than sinne To wrong your Princely patience : If we haue , ( Thus low deiected ) we your pardon craue : And if ought here offend your eare or sight , We onely Act , and Speake , what others write .

The Prologue to the Stage , at the Cocke-pit . WE know not how this Play may passe this Stage , But by the best of * * Marlo . Poets in that age The Malta-Jew had being , and was made ; And He , then by the best of * * Allin . Actors play'd : In Hero and Leander , one did gaine A lasting memorie : in Tamberlaine , This Jew , with others many : th' other man The Attribute of peerelesse , being a man Whom we may ranke with ( doing no one wrong ) Proteus for shapes , and Roseius for a tongue , So could he speake , so vary ; nor is 't hate To merit : in * * Perkins . him who doth personate Our Jew this day , nor is it his ambition To exceed , or equall , being of condition More modest ; this is all that he intends , ( And that too , at the vrgence of some friends ) To proue his best , and if none here gaine-say it , The part he hath studied , and intends to play it .

Epilogue . IN Graving , with Pigmalion to contend ; Or Painting , with Apelles ; doubtlesse the end Must be disgrace : our Actor did not so , He onely aym'd to goe , but not out goe . Nor thinke that this day any prize was plaid , Here were no betts at all , no wagers laid ; All the ambition that his mind doth swell , Is but to heare from you , ( by me ) 't was well .

THE IEW OF MALTA . Macheuil . ALbeit the world thinke Macheuill is dead , Yet was his soule but flowne beyond the Alpes , And now the Guize is dead , is come from France To view this Land , and frolicke with his friends . To some perhaps my name is odious , But such as loue me , gard me from their tongues , And let them know that I am Macheuill , And weigh not men , and therefore not mens words : Admir'd I am of those that hate me most . Though some speake openly against my bookes , Yet will they reade me , and thereby attaine To Peters Chayre : And when they cast me off ; Are poyson'd by my climing followers . I count Religion but a childish Toy , And hold there is no sinne but Ignorance . Birds of the Aire will tell of murders past ; I am asham'd to heare such fooleries : Many will talke of Title to a Crowne . What right had Caesar to the Empire ? Might first made Kings , and Lawes were then most sure When like the Drancus they were writ in blood . Hence comes it , that a strong built Citadell Commands much more then letters can import : Which maxime had Phaleris obseru'd , H 'had neuer bellowed in a brasen Bull Of great ones enuy ; o' th poore petty wites , Let me be enuy'd and not pittied ! But whither am I bound , I come not , I , To reade a lecture here in Britaine , But to present the Tragedy of a Iew , Who smiles to see how full his bags are cramb'd Which mony was not got without my meanes . I craue but this , Grace him as he deserues , And let him not be entertain'd the worse Because he fauours me . Enter Barabas in his Counting-house , with heapes of gold before him . Iew , So that of thus much that returne was made : And of the third part of the Persian ships , There was the venture summ'd and satisfied . As for those Samintes , and the men of Vzz , That bought my Spanish Oyles , and Wines of Greece , Here haue I purst their paltry siluerlings . Fye ; what a trouble t is to count this trash . Well fare the Arabians , who so richly pay , The things they traffique for with wedge of gold , Whereof a man may easily in a day Tell that which may maintaine him all his life . The needy groome that neuer fingred groat , Would make a miracle of thus much coyne : But he whose steele-bard coffers are cramb'd full , And all his life time hath bin tired , Wearying his fingers ends with telling it , Would in his age be loath to labour so , And for a pound to sweat himselfe to death : Giue me the Merchants of the Indian Mynes , That trade in mettall of the purest mould ; The wealthy Moore , that in the Easterne rockes Without controule can picke his riches vp , And in his house heape pearle like pibble-stones : Receiue them free , and sell them by the weight , Bags of fiery Opals , Saphires , Amatists , Iacints , hard Topas , grasse-greene Emeraulds , Beauteous Rubyes , sparkling Diamonds , And seildsene costly stones of so great price , As one of them indifferently rated , And of a Carrect of this quantity , May serue in perill of calamity To ransome great Kings from captiuity . This is the ware wherein consists my wealth : And thus me thinkes should men of iudgement frame Their meanes of traffique from the vulgar trade , And as their wealth increaseth , so inclose Infinite in a little roome . But now how stands the wind ? Into what corner peeres my Halcions bill ? Ha , to the East ? yes : See how stands the Vanes ? East and by-South : why then I hope my ships I sent for Egypt and the bordering Iles Are gotten vp by Nilus winding bankes : Mine Argosie from Alexandria , Loaden with Spice and Silkes , now vnder saile , Are smoothly gliding downe by Candie shoare To Malta , through our Mediterranean sea . But who comes heare ? How now . Enter a Merchant . Merch. Barabas , thy ships are safe , Riding in Malta Rhode : And all the Merchants With other Merchandize are safe arriu'd , And haue sent me to know whether your selfe Will come and custome them . Iew . The ships are safe thou saist , and richly fraught . Merch. They are . Iew . Why then goe bid them come ashore , And bring with them their bils of entry : I hope our credit in the Custome-house Will serue as well as I were present there . Goe send 'em threescore Camels , thirty Mules , And twenty Waggons to bring vp the ware . But art thou master in a ship of mine , And is thy credit not enough for that ? Merch. The very Custome barely comes to more Then many Merchants of the Towne are worth , And therefore farre exceeds my credit , Sir . Iew . Goe tell 'em the Iew of Malta sent thee , man . Tush , who amongst 'em knowes not Barrabas ? Merch. I goe . Iew . So then , there 's somewhat come . Sirra , which of my ships art thou Master off ? Merch. Of the Speranza , Sir . Iew . And saw'st thou not mine Argosie at Alexandria Thou couldst not come from Egypt , or by Caire But at the entry there into the sea , Where Nilus payes his tribute to the maine , Thou needs must saile by Alexandria . Merch. I neither saw them , nor inquir'd of them . But this we heard some of our sea-men say , They wondred how you durst with so much wealth Trust such a crazed Vessell , and so farre . Iew . Tush ; they are wise , I know her and her strength : By goe , goe thou thy wayes , discharge thy Ship , And bid my Factor bring his loading in . And yet I wonder at this Argosie , Enter a second Merchant . 2. Merch. Thine Argosie from Alexandria , Know Barabas doth ride in Malta Rhode . Laden with riches , and exceeding store Of Persian silkes , of gold , and Orient Perle : Iew . How chance you came not with those other ships That sail'd by Egypt ? 2 Merch. Sir we saw 'em not . Iew . Belike they coasted round by Candie shoare About their Oyles , or other businesses . But 't was ill done of you to come so farre Without the ayd or conduct of their ships . 2. Merch. Sir , we were wafted by a Spanish Fleet That neuer left vs till within a league , That had the Gallies of the Turke in chase . Iew . Oh they were going vp to Sicily : well , goe And bid the Merchants and my men dispatch And come ashore , and see the fraught discharg'd . Merch. I goe . Exit . Iew . Thus trowles our fortune in by land and Sea , And thus are wee on euery side inrich'd : These are the Blessings promis'd to the Iewes , And herein was old Abrams happinesse : What more may Heaven doe for earthly man Then thus to powre out plenty in their laps , Ripping the bowels of the earth for them , Making the Sea their seruants , and the winds To driue their substance with successefull blasts ? Who hateth me but for my happinesse ? Or who is honour'd now but for his wealth ? Rather had I a Iew be hated thus , Then pittied in a Christian pouerty : For I can see no fruits in all their faith , But malice , falshood , and excessiue pride , Which me thinkes fits not their profession . Happily some haplesse man hath conscience , And for his conscience liues in beggery . They say we are a scatter'd Nation : I cannot tell , but we haue scambled vp More wealth by farre then those that brag of faith . There 's Kirriab Iairim , the great Iew of Greece , Obed in Bairseth , Nones in Portugall , My selfe in Malta , some in Italy , Many in France , and wealthy euery one : I , wealthier farre then any Christian . I must confesse we come not to be Kings : That 's not our fault : Alas , our number 's few , And Crownes come either by succession Or vrg'd by force ; and nothing violent , Oft haue I heard tell , can be permanent . Giue vs a peacefull rule , make Christians Kings , That thirst so much for Principality . I haue no charge , nor many children , But one sole Daughter , whom I hold as deare As Agamemnon did his Iphigen : And all I haue is hers . But who comes here ? Enter three Iewes . 1. Tush , tell not me 't was done of policie . 2. Come therefore let vs goe to Barrabas ; For he can counsell best in these affaires ; And here he comes . Iew . Why how now Countrymen ? Why flocke you thus to me in multitudes ? What accident 's betided to the Iewes ? 1. A Fleet of warlike Gallyes , Barabas , Are come from Turkey , and lye in our Rhode : And they this day sit in the Counsell-house To entertaine them and their Embassie . Iew . Why let 'em come , so they come not to warre ; Or let 'em warre , so we be conquerors : Nay , let 'em combat , conquer , and kill all , Aside . So they spare me , my daughter , and my wealth . 1. Were it for confirmation of a League , They would not come in warlike manner thus . 2. I feare their comming will afflict vs all . Iew . Fond men , what dreame you of their multitudes ? What need they treat of peace that are in league ? The Turkes and those of Malta are in league . Tut , tut , there is some other matter in 't . 1. Why , Barabas , they come for peace or warre . Iew . Happily for neither , but to passe along Towards Venice by the Adriatick Sea ; With whom they haue attempted many times , But neuer could effect their Stratagem . 3. And very wisely sayd , it may be so . 2. But there 's a meeting in the Senate-house , And all the Iewes in Malta must be there . Iew . Vmh ; All the Iewes in Malta must be there ? I , like enough , why then let euery man Prouide him , and be there for fashion-sake . If any thing shall there concerne our state Assure your selues I 'le looke vnto my selfe . aside , 1. I know you will ; well brethren let vs goe . 2. Let 's take our leaues ; Farewell good Barabas . Iew . Doe so ; Farewell Zaareth , farewell Temainte . And Barabas now search this secret out . Summon thy sences , call thy wits togethre : These silly men mistake the matter cleane . Long to the Turke did Malta contribute ; Which Tribute all in policie , I feare , The Turkes haue let increase to such a summe , As all the wealth of Malta cannot pay ; And now by that aduantage thinkes , belike , To seize vpon the Towne : I , that he seekes . How ere the world goe , I 'le make sure for one , And seeke in time to intercept the worst , Warily garding that which I ha got . Ego mihimet sum semper proximas . Why let 'em enter , let 'em take the Towne . Enter Gouernors of Malta , Knights met by Bassoes of the Turke ; Calymath . Gouer. Now Bassoes , what demand you at our hands ? Bass. Know Knights of Malta , that we came from Rhodes From Cyprus , Candy , and those other Iles That lye betwixt the Mediterranean seas . Gov. What 's Cyprus , Candy , and those other Iles To vs , or Malta ? What at our hands demand ye ? Calim. The ten yeares tribute that remaines vnpaid . Gov. Alas , my Lord , the summe is ouergreat , I hope your Highnesse will consider vs . Calim. I wish , graue Gouernours 't were in my power To fauour you , but 't is my fathers cause , Wherein I may not , nay I dare not dally . Gov. Then giue vs leaue , great Selim-Calymath . Caly. Stand all aside , and let the Knights determine , And send to keepe our Gallies vnder-saile , For happily we shall not tarry here : Now Gouernours how are you resolu'd ? Gov. Thus : Since your hard conditions are such That you will needs haue ten yeares tribute past , We may haue time to make collection Amongst the Inhabitants of Malta for 't . Bass. That 's more then is in our Commission . Caly. What Callapine a little curtesie . Let 's know their time , perhaps it is not long ; And 't is more Kingly to obtaine by peace Then to enforce conditions by constraint . What respit aske you Gouernours ? Gov. But a month . Caly. We grant a month , but see you keep your promise . Now lanch our Gallies backe againe to Sea , Where wee 'll attend the respit you haue tane , And for the mony send our messenger . Farewell great Gouernors , and braue Knights of Malta . Exeunt . Gov. And all good fortune wait on Calymath . Goe one and call those Iewes of Malta hither : Were they not summon'd to appeare to day . Officer . They were , my Lord , and here they come . Enter Barabas , and three Iewes . 1 Knight . Haue you determin'd what to say to them ? Gov. Yes , giue me leaue , and Hebrwes now come neare . From the Emperour of Turkey is arriu'd Great Selim-Calymath , his Highnesse sonne , To leuie of vs ten yeares tribute past , Now then here know that it concerneth vs : Bar. Then good my Lord , to keepe your quiet still , Your Lordship shall doe well to let them haue it . Gov. Soft Barabas , there 's more longs too 't than so . To what this ten yeares tribute will amount That we haue cast , but cannot compasse it By reason of the warres , that robb'd our store ; And therefore are we to request your ayd . Bar. Alas , my Lord , we are no souldiers : And what 's our aid against so great a Prince ? 1 Kni. Tut , Iew , we know thou art no souldier ; Thou art a Merchant , and a monied man , And 't is thy mony , Barabas , we seeke . Bar. How , my Lord , my mony ? Gov. Thine and the rest . For to be short , amongst you 't must be had , Iew . Alas , my Lord , the most of vs are poore . Gov. Then let the rich increase your portions : Bar. Are strangers with your tribute to be tax'd ? 2 Kni. Haue strangers leaue with vs to get their wealth ? Then let them with vs contribute . Bar. How , equally ? Gov. No , Iew , like infidels . For through our sufferance of your hatefull liues , Who stand accursed in the sight of heauen , These taxes and afflictions are befal'ne , And therefore thus we are determined ; Reade there the Articles of our decrees . Reader . First , the tribute mony of the Turkes shall all be Leuyed amongst the Iewes , and each of them to pay one Halfe of his estate . Bar. How , halfe his estate ? I hope you meane not mine . Gov. Read on . Read . Secondly , hee that denies to pay , shal straight become A Christian . Bar. How a Christian ? Hum , what 's here to doe ? Read . Lastly , he that denies this , shall absolutely lose al he has . All 3 Iewes . Oh my Lord we will giue halfe . Bar. Oh earth-mettall'd villaines , and no Hebrews born ! And will you basely thus submit your selues To leaue your goods to their arbitrament ? Gov. Why Barabas wilt thou be christned ? Bar. No , Gouernour , I will be no conuertite . Gov, Then pay thy halfe . Bar. Why know you what you did by this deuice ? Halfe of my substance is a Cities wealth . Governour , it was not got so easily ; Nor will I part so slightly therewithall . Gov. Sir , halfe is the penalty of our decree , Either pay that , or we will seize on all . Bar. Corpo di deo ; stay , you shall haue halfe , Let me be vs'd but as my brethren are . Gov. No , Iew , thou hast denied the Articles , And now it cannot be recall'd . Bar, Will you then steale my goods ? Is theft the ground of your Religion ? Gov. No , Iew , we take particularly thine To saue the ruine of a multitude : And better one want for a common good , Then many perish for a priuate man : Yet Barrabas we will not banish thee , But here in Malta , where thou gotst thy wealth , Liue still ; and if thou canst , get more . Bar. Christians ; what , or how can I multiply ? Of nought is nothing made . 1 Knight . From nought at first thou canst to little welth , From little vnto more , from more to most : If your first curse fall heauy on thy head , And make thee poore and scorned of all the world , 'T is not our fault , but thy inherent sinne . Bar. What ? bring you Scripture to confirm your wronge ? Preach me not out of my possessions . Some Iewes are wicked , as all Christians are : But say the Tribe that I descended of Were all in generall cast away for sinne , Shall I be tryed by their transgression ? The man that dealeth righteously shall liue : And which of you can charge me otherwise ? Gov. Out wretched Barabas , sham'st thou not thus To iustifie thy selfe , as if we knew not Thy profession ? If thou rely vpon thy righteousnesse , Be patient and thy riches will increase . Excesse of wealth is cause of covetousnesse : And couetousnesse , oh 't is a monstrous sinne . Bar. I , but theft is worse : tush , take not from me then , For that is theft ; and if you rob me thus , I must be forc'd to steale and compasse more . 1 Kni. Graue Gouernors , list not to his exclames : Conuert his mansion to a Nunnery , Enter Officers . His house will harbour many holy Nuns . Gov. It shall be so : now Officers haue you done ? Offic. I , my Lord , we haue seiz'd vpon the goods And wares of Barabas , which being valued Amount to more then all the wealth in Malta . And of the other we haue seized halfe . Then wee 'll take order for the residue . Bar. Well then my Lord , say , are you satisfied ? You haue my goods , my mony , and my wealth , My ships , my store , and all that I enioy'd ; And hauing all , you can request no more ; Vnlesse your vnrelenting flinty hearts Suppresse all pitty in your stony breasts , And now shall move you to bereave my life . Gov. No , Barabas , to staine our hands with blood Is farre from vs and our profession . Bar. Why I esteeme the iniury farre lesse , To take the liues of miserable men , Then be the causers of their misery , You haue my wealth the labour of my life , The comfort of mine age , my childrens hope , And therefore ne're distinguish of the wrong . Gov. Content thee , Barabas , thou hast nought but right . Bar. Your extreme right does me exceeding wrong : But take it to you i' th deuils name . Gov. Come , let vs in , and gather of these goods The mony for this tribute of the Turke . 1 Knight , 'T is necessary that be look'd vnto : For if we breake our day , we breake the league , And that will proue but simple policie . Exeunt , Bar. I , policie ? that 's their profession , And not simplicity , as they suggest . The plagues of Egypt , and the curse of heauen , Earths barrennesse , and all mens hatred Inflict vpon them , thou great Primas Motor . And here vpon my knees , striking the earth , I banne their soules to everlasting paines And extreme tortures of the fiery deepe , That thus haue dealt with me in my distresse . 1 Iew . Oh yet be patient , gentle Barabas . Bar. Oh silly brethren , borne to see this day ! Why stand you thus vnmou'd with my laments ? Why weepe you not to thinke vpon my wrongs ? Why pine not I , and dye in this distresse ? 1 Iew . Why , Barabas , as hardly can we brooke The cruell handling of our selues in this : Thou seest they haue taken halfe our goods . Bar. Why did you yeeld to their extortion ? You were a multitude , and I but one , And of me onely haue they taken all . 1 Iew . Yet brother Barabas remember Iob , Bar. What tell you me of Iob ? I wot his wealth Was written thus : he had seuen thousand sheepe , Three thousand Camels , and two hundred yoake Of labouring Oxen , and fiue hundred Shee Asses : but for euery one of those , Had they beene valued at indifferent rate , I had at home , and in mine Argosie And other ships that came from Egypt last , As much as would haue bought his beasts and him , And yet haue kept enough to liue vpon ; So that not he , but I may curse the day , Thy fatall birth-day , forlorne Barabas ; And henceforth wish for an eternall night , That clouds of darknesse may inclose my flesh , And hide these extreme sorrowes from mine eyes : For onely I haue toyl'd to inherit here The months of vanity and losse of time , And painefull nights haue bin appointed me . 2 Iew . Good Barabas be patient . Bar. I , I pray leave me in my patience . You that were ne're possest of wealth , are pleas'd with want . But giue him liberty at least to mourne , That in a field amidst his enemies , Doth see his souldiers slaine , himselfe disarm'd , And knowes no meanes of his recouerie : I , let me sorrow for this sudden chance , 'T is in the trouble of my spirit I speake ; Great iniuries are not so soone forgot . 1 Iew . Come , let vs leaue him in his irefull mood , Our words will but increase his extasie . 2 Iew . On then : but trust me 't is a misery To see a man in such affliction : Farewell Barabas . Exeunt . Bar. I , fare you well . See the simplicitie of these base slaues , Who for the villaines haue no wit themselues , Thinke me to be a senselesse lumpe of clay That will with euery water wash to dirt : No , Barabas is borne to better chance , And fram'd of finer mold then common men , That measure nought but by the present time . A reaching thought will search his deepest wits , And cast with cunning for the time to come : For euils are apt to happen euery day But whither wends my beauteous Abigall ? Enter Abigall the Iewes daughter . Oh what has made my louely daughter sad ? What ? woman , moane not for a little losse : Thy father has enough in store for thee . Abig. Not for my selfe , but aged Barabas : Father , for thee lamenteth Abigaile : But I will learne to leaue these fruitlesse teares . And vrg'd thereto with my afflictions , With fierce exlaimes run to the Senate-house , And in the Senate reprehend them all , And rent their hearts with tearing of my haire , Till they reduce the wrongs done to my father . Bar. No , Abigail , things past recouery Are hardly cur'd with exclamations . Be silent , Daughter , sufferance breeds ease , And time may yeeld vs an occasion Which on the sudden cannot serue the turne . Besides , my girle , thinke me not all so fond As negligently to forgoe so much Without prouision for thy selfe and me . Ten thousand Portagnes , besides great Perles , Rich costly Iewels , and Stones infinite , Fearing the worst of this before it fell , I closely hid . Abig. Where father ? Bar. In my house my girle . Abig. Then shall they ne're be seene of Barrabas : For they haue seiz'd vpon thy house and wares . Bar. But they will giue me leaue once more , I trow , To goe into my house . Abig. That may they not : For there I left the Gouernour placing Nunnes , Displacing me ; and of thy house they meane To make a Nunnery , where none but their owne sect Must enter in ; men generally barr'd . Bar. My gold , my gold , and all my wealth is gone . You partiall heauens , haue I deseru'd this plague ? What will you thus oppose me , lucklesse Starres , To make me desperate in my pouerty ? And knowing me impatient in distresse Thinke me so mad as I will hang my selfe , That I may vanish ore the earth in ayre , And leaue no memory that e're I was . No , I will liue ; nor loath I this my life : And since you leaue me in the Ocean thus To sinke or swim , and put me to my shifts , I 'le rouse my senses , and awake my selfe . Daughter , I haue it : thou perceiu'st the plight Wherein these Christians haue oppressed me : Be rul'd by me , for in extremitie We ought to make barre of no policie . Abig. Father , what e're it be to iniure them That haue so manifestly wronged vs , What will not Abigall attempt ? Bar. Why so ; then thus , thou toldst me they haue turn'd my house Into a Nunnery , and some Nuns are there . Abig. I did . Bar. Then Abigall , there must my girle Intreat the Abbasse to be entertain'd . Abig. How , as a Nunne ? Bar. I , Daughter , for Religion Hides many mischiefes from suspition . Abig. I , but father they will suspect me there . Bar. Let 'em suspect , but be thou so precise As they may thinke it done of Holinesse . Intreat 'em faire , and giue them friendly speech , And seeme to them as if thy sinnes were great , Till thou hast gotten to be entertain'd . Abig. Thus father shall I much dissemble . Bar. Tush , as good dissemble that thou neuer mean'st As first meane truth , and then dissemble it , A counterfet profession is better Then vnseene hypocrisie . Abig. Well father , say I be entertain'd , What then shall follow ? Bar. This shall follow then ; There haue I hid close underneath the plancke That runs along the vpper chamber floore , The gold and Iewels which I kept for thee . But here they come ; be cunning Abigall . Abig. Then father goe with me . Bar. No , Abigall , in this It is not necessary I be seene . For I will seeme offended with thee for 't . Be close , my girle , for this must fetch my gold . Enter three Fryars and two Nuns . 1 Fry . Sisters , we now are almost at the new made Nunnery . 1 Nun. The better ; for we loue not to be seene : 'T is 30 winters long since some of vs Did stray so farre amongst the multitude . 1 Fry . But , Madam , this house And waters of this new made Nunnery Will much delight you . Nun. It may be so : but who comes here ? Abig. Grave Abbasse , and you happy Virgins guide , Pitty the state of a distressed Maid . Abb. What art thou daughter ? Abig. The hopelesse daughter of a haplesse Iew , The Iew of Malta , wretched Barabas ; Sometimes the owner of a goodly house , Which they haue now turn'd to a Nunnery . Abb. Well , daughter , say , what is thy suit with vs ? Abig. Fearing the afflictions which my father feeles , Proceed from sinne , or want of faith in vs , I 'de passe away my life in penitence , And be a Nouice in your Nunnery , To make attonement for my labouring soule . 1. Fry . No doubt , brother , but this proceedeth of the spirit . 2 Fry . I , and of a moving spirit too , brother ; but come , Let vs intreat she may be entertain'd . Abb. Well , daughter , we admit you for a Nun . Abig. First let me as a Novice learne to frame My solitary life to your streight lawes , And let me lodge where I was wont to lye , I doe not doubt by your divine precepts And mine owne industry , but to profit much . Bar. As much I hope as all I hid is worth . aside . Abb. Come daughter , follow vs . Bar. Why how now Abigall , what mak'st thou Amongst these hateful Christians ? 1 Fry . Hinder her not , thou man of little faith , For she has mortified her selfe . Bar. How , mortified I 1 Fry . And is admitted to the Sister-hood . Bar. Child of pordition , and thy fathers shame , What wilt thou doe among these hatefull fiends ? I charge thee on my blessing that thou leaue These diuels , and their damned heresie . Abig. Father giue me — Bar. Nay backe , Abigall , And thinke vpon the Iewels and the gold , Whispers to her . The boord is marked thus that couers it . Away accursed from thy fathers sight . 1 Fry . Barabas , although thou art in mis-beleefe , And wilt not see thine owne afflictions , Yet let thy daughter be no longer blinde . Bar. Blind , Fryer , I wrecke not thy perswasions . The boord is marked thus † that couers it ; For I had rather dye , then see her thus . Wilt thou forsake mee too in my distresse , Seduced Daughter , Goe forget not . aside to her . Becomes it Iewes to be so credulous , To morrow early I l'e be at the doors . aside to her . No come not at me , if thou wilt be damn'd , Forget me , see me not , and so be gone Farewell , Remember to morrow morning . aside . Out , out thou wretch . Enter Mathias . Math. Whos 's this ? Faire Abigall the rich Iewes daughter Become a Nun , her fathers sudden fall Has humbled her and brought her downe to this : Tut , she were fitter for a tale of loue Then to be tired out with Orizons : And better would she farre become a bed Embraced in a friendly louers armes , Then rise at midnight to a solemne masse . Enter Lodowicke . Lod. Why how now Don Mathias , in a dump ? Math. Beleeue me , Noble Lodowicke , I haue seene The strangest sight , in my opinion , That euer I beheld . Lod. What wa st I prethe ? Math. A faire young maid scarce 14 yeares of age , The sweetest flower in Citherea's field , Cropt from the pleasures of the fruitfull earth , And strangely metamorphis'd Nun . Lod. But say , What was she ? Math. Why the rich Iewes daughter . Lod. What Barabas , whose goods were lately seiz'd ? Is she so faire ? Math. And matchlesse beautifull ; As had you seene her 't would haue mou'd your heart , Tho countermin'd with walls of brasse , to loue , Or at the least to pitty . Lod. And if she be so faire as you report , 'T were time well spent to goe and visit her : How say you , shall we ? Math I must and will , Sir , there 's no remedy . Lod. And so will I too , or it shall goe hard . Farewell Mathias . Mat. Farewell Lodowicke . Exeunt .

Actus Secundus . Enter Barabas with a light . Bar. THus like the sad presaging Rauen that tolls The sicke mans passeport in her hollow beake , And in the shadow of the silent night Doth shake contagion from her sable wings ; Vex'd and tormented runnes poore Barabas With fatall curses towards these Christians . The incertaine pleasures of swift-footed time Haue tane their flight , and left me in despaire ; And of my former riches rests no more But bare remembrance ; like a souldiers skarre , That has no further comfort for his maime . Oh thou that with a fiery piller led'st The sonnes of Israel through the dismall shades , Light Abrahams off-spring ; and direct the hand Of Abigall this night ; or let the day Turne to eternall darkenesse after this : No sleepe can fasten on my watchfull eyes , Nor quiet enter my distemper'd thoughts , Till I haue answer of my Abigall . Enter Abigall aboue . Abig. Now haue I happily espy'd a time To search the plancke my father did appoint ; And here behold ( vnseene ) where I haue found The gold , the perles , and Iewels which he hid . Bar. Now I remember those old womens words , Who in my wealth wud tell me winters tales , And speake of spirits and ghosts that glide by night About the place where Treasure hath bin hid : And now me thinkes that I am one of those : For whilst I liue , here liues my soules sole hope , And when I dye , here shall my spirit walke . Abig. Now that my fathers fortune were so good As but to be about this happy place ; 'T is not so happy : yet when we parted last , He said he wud attend me in the morne . Then , gentle sleepe , where e're his bodie rests , Give charge to Morpheus that he may dreame A golden dreame , and of the sudden walke , Come and receiue the Treasure I haue found . Bar. Birn para todos , my ga nada no er : As good goe on , as fit so sadly thus . But stay , what starre shines yonder in the East ? The Loadstarre of my life , if Abigall . Who 's there ? Abig. Who 's that ? Bar. Peace , Abigal , 't is I . Abig. Then father here receiue thy happinesse . Bar. Hast thou 't ? Throwes downe bags , Abig. Here , Hast thou 't ? There 's more , and more , and more . Bar. Oh my girle , My gold , my fortune , my felicity ; Strength to my soule , death to mine enemy ; Welcome the first beginner of my blisse : Oh Abigal , Abigal , that I had thee here too , Then my desires were fully satisfied , But I will practise thy enlargement thence : Oh girle , oh gold , oh beauty , oh my blisse ! hugs his bags Abig. Father , it draweth towards midnight now , And 'bout this time the Nuns begin to wake ; To shun suspition , therefore , let vs part . Bar. Farewell my ioy , and by my fingers take A kisse from him that sends it from his soule . Now Phoebus ope the eye-lids of the day , And for the Rauen wake the morning Larke , That I may houer with her in the Ayre ; Singing ore these , as she does ore her young . Hermoso Piater , de les Denirch . Exeunt . Enter Governor , Martin del Bosco , the knights . Gov. Now Captaine tell vs whither thou art bound ? Whence is thy ship that anchors in our Rhoad ? And why thou cam'st ashore without our leaue ? Bosc. Governor of Malta , hither am I bound ; My Ship , the flying Dragon , is of Spaine , And so am I , Delbosco is my name ; Vizadmirall vnto the Catholike King . 1 Kni. 'T is true , my Lord , therefore intreat him well . Bosc. Our fraught is Grecians , Turks , and Africk Moores . For late vpon the coast of Corsica , Because we vail'd not to the Spanish Fleet , Their creeping Gallyes had vs in the chase : But suddenly the wind began to rise , And then we left , and tooke , and fought at ease : Some have we fir'd , and many haue we sunke ; But one amongst the rest became our prize : The Captain 's slaine , the rest remaine our slaues , Of whom we would make sale in Malta here . Gov. Martin del Bosco , I haue heard of thee ; Welcome to Malta , and to all of vs ; But to admit a sale of these thy Turkes We may not , nay we dare not giue consent By reason of a Tributary league . 1 Kni. Delbosco , as thou louest and honour'st vs , Perswade our Gouernor against the Turke ; This truce we haue is but in hope of gold , And with that summe he craues might we wage warre . Bosc. Will Knights of Malta be in league with Turkes , And buy it basely too for summes of gold ? My Lord , Remember that to Europ's shame , The Christian I le of Rhodes , from whence you came , Was lately lost , and you were stated here To be at deadly enmity with Turkes Gov. Captaine we know it , but our force is small : Bosc. What is the summe that Calymath requires ? Gov. A hundred thousand Crownes . Bosc. My Lord and King hath title to this Isle , And he meanes quickly to expell you hence ; Therefore be rul'd by me , and keepe the gold : I 'le write unto his Maiesty for ayd , And not depart vntill I see you free . Gov. On this condition shall thy Turkes be sold . Goe Officers and set them straight in shew . Bosco , thou shalt be Malta's Generall ; We and our warlike Knights will follow thee Against these barbarous mis-beleeuing Turkes . Bosc. So shall you imitate those you succeed : For when their hideous force inuiron'd Rhodes , Small though the number was that kept the Towne , They fought it out , and not a man suruiu'd To bring the haplesse newes to Christendome . Gov. So will we fight it out ; come , let 's away : Proud-daring Calymath , instead of gold , Wee 'll send the bullets wrapt in smoake and fire : Claime tribute where thou wilt , we are resolu'd , Honor is bought with bloud and not with gold . Extunt Enter Officers with slaues . 1 Off. This is the Market-place , here let 'em stand : Feare not their sale , for they 'll be quickly bought . 2 Off. Euery ones price is written on his backe , And so much must they yeeld or not be sold . Ent. Bar. 1 Off. Here comes the Iew , had not his goods bin seiz'd , He 'de giue vs present mony for them all . Enter Barabas . Bar, In spite of these swine-eating Christians , ( Vnchosen Nation , neuer circumciz'd ; Such as poore villaines were ne're thought vpon Till Titus and Vespasian conquer'd vs . ) Am I become as wealthy as I was : They hop'd my daughter would ha bin a Nun ; But she 's at home , and I haue bought a house As great and faire as is the Gouernors ; And there in spite of Malta will I dwell : Hauing Fernezes hand , whose heart I 'le haue ; I , and his sonnes too , or it shall goe hard . I am not of the Tribe of Levy , I , That can so soone forget an iniury . We Iewes can fawne like Spaniels when we please ; And when we grin we bite , yet are our lookes As innocent aud harmelesse as a Lambes . I learn'd in Florence how to kisse my hand , Heave vp my shoulders when they call me dogge , And ducke as low as any bare-foot Fryar , Hoping to see them starue vpon a stall , Or else be gather'd for in our Synagogue ; That when the offering-Bason comes to me , Euen for charity I may spit intoo 't . Here comes Don Lodowicke the Gouernor's sonne , One that I loue for his good fathers sake . Enter Lodowicke . Lod. I heare the wealthy Iew walked this way ; I 'le seeke him out , and so insinuate , That I may haue a sight of Abigall ; For Don Mathias tels me she is faire . Bar. Now will I shew my selfe to haue more of the Serpent Then the Doue ; that is , more knaue than foole . Lod. Yond walks the Iew , now for faire Abigall . Bar. I , I , no doubt but shee 's at your command . Lod. Barabas , thou know'st I am the Gouernors sonne . Bar. I wud you were his father too , Sir , that 's al the harm I wish you : the slaue looks like a hogs cheek new sindg'd . Lod. Whither walk'st thou Barabas ? Bar. No further : 't is a custome held with vs , That when we speake with Gentiles like to you , We turne into the Ayre to purge our selues : For vnto vs the Promise doth belong . Lod. Well , Barabas , canst helpe me to a Diamond ? Bar. Oh , Sir , your father had my Diamonds . Yet I haue one left that will serve your turne : I meane my daughter : — but e're he shall haue her I 'le sacrifice her on a pile of wood . aside . I ha the poyson of the City for him , and the White leprosie . Lod. What sparkle does it give without a foile ? Bar. The Diamond that I talke of , ne'r was foild : But when he touches it , it will be foild : Lord Lodowicke , it sparkles bright and faire . Lod. Is it square or pointed , pray let me know . Bar. Pointed it is , good Sir , — but not for you . aside Lod. I like it much the better . Brr. So doe I too . Lod. How showes it by night ? Bar Out shines Cinthia's rayes : Yeu 'le like it better farre a nights than dayes . aside . Lod. And what 's the price ? Bar. Your life and if you haue it . — Oh my Lord We will not iarre about the price ; come to my house And I will giu 't your honour — with a vengeance . aside Lod. No , Barabas , I will deserue it first . Bar. Good Sir , your father has deseru'd it at my hands , Who of meere charity and Christian ruth , To bring me to religious purity , And as it were in Catechising sort , To make me mindfull of my mortall sinnes , Against my will , and whether I would or no , Seiz'd all I had , and thrust me out a doores , And made my house a place for Nuns most chast . Lod. No doubt your soule shall reape the fruit of it . Bar. I , but my Lord , the haruest is farre off : And yet I know the prayers of those Nuns And holy Fryers , hauing mony for their paines , Are wondrous ; and indeed doe no man good : aside . And seeing they are not idle , but still doing , 'T is likely they in time may reape some fruit , I meane in fulnesse of perfection . Lod. Good Barabas glance not at our holy Nuns . Bar. No , but I doe it through a burning zeale , Hoping ere long to set the house a fire ; For though they doe a while increase and multiply , aside . I 'le haue a saying to that Nunnery . As for the Diamond , Sir , I told you of , Come home and there 's no price shall make vs part , Euen for your Honourable fathers sake . It shall goe hard but I will see your death , aside . But now I must be gone to buy a slaue . Lod. And , Barabas , I 'le beare thee company . Bar. Come then , here 's the marketplace ; what s the price Of this slaue , 200 Crowns ? Do the Turke weigh so much ? Off. Sir , that 's his price . Bar. What , can he steale that you demand so much ? Belike he has some new tricke for a purse ; And if he has , he is worth 300 plats . So that , being bought , the Towne-seale might be got To keepe him for his life time from the gallowes . The Sessions day is criticall to theeues , And few or none scape but by being purg'd . Lod. Ratest thou this Moore but at 200 plats ? 1 Off. No more , my Lord . Bar. Why should this Turke be dearer then that Moore ? Off. Because he is young and has more qualities . Bar. What , hast the Philosophers stone ? and thou hast , Breake my head with it , I 'le forgiue thee . Itha. No Sir , I can cut and shaue . Bar. Let me see , sirra , are you not an old shauer ? Ith. Alas , Sir , I am a very youth . Bar. A youth ? I 'le buy you , and marry you to Lady vanity If you doe well . Ith. I will serue you , Sir . Bar. Some wicked trick or other . It may be vnder colour Of shauing , thou 'lt cut my throat for my goods . Tell me , hast thou thy health well ? Ith. I , passing well . Bar. So much the worse ; I must haue one that 's sickly , And be but for sparing vittles : 't is not a stone of beef a day Will maintaine you in these chops ; let me see one That 's some what leaner . 1 Off. Here 's a leaner , how like you him ? Bar. Where was thou borne ? Itha. In Trace ; brought vp in Arabia . Bar. So much the better , thou art for my turne , An hundred Crownes ; I 'le haue him ; there 's the coyne . 1 Off. Then marke him , Sir , and take him hence . Bar. I , marke him , you were best , for this is he That by my helpe shall doe much villanie . My Lord farewell : Come Sirra you are mine . As for the Diamond it shall be yours ; I pray , Sir , be no stranger at my house , All that I haue shall be at your command . Enter Mathias , Mater . Math. What makes the Iew and Lodewicke so priuate ? I feare me 't is about faire Abigall . Bar. Yonder comes Don Mathias , let vs stay ; He loues my daughter , and she holds him deare : But I haue sworne to frustrate both their hopes , And be reveng'd upon the — Gouernor . Mater . This Moore is comeliest , is he not ? speake son . Math. No , this is the better , mother , view this well . Bar. Seeme not to know me here before your mother Lest she mistrust the match that is in hand : When you haue brought her home , come to my house ; Thinke of me as thy father ; Sonne farewell . Math. But wherefore talk'd Don Lodowick with you ? Bar. Tush man , we talk'd of Diamonds , not of Abigal . Mater . Tell me , Mathias , is not that the Iew ? Bar. As for the Comment on the Machabees I haue it , Sir , and 't is at your command . Math. Yes , Madam , and my talke with him was About the borrowing of a booke or two . Mater . Conuerse not with him , he is cast off from heauen . Thou hast thy Crownes , fellow , come let 's away . exeunt Math. Sirra , Iew , remember the booke . Bar. Marry will I , Sir . Off. Come , I haue made a reasonable market , let 's away . Bar. Now let me know thy name , and there withall Thy birth , condition , and profession . Ithi. Faith , Sir , my birth is but meane , my name 's Ithimer , My profession what you please . Bar. Hast thou no Trade ? then listen to my words , And I will teach that shall sticke by thee : First be thou voyd of these affections , Compassion , loue , vaine hope , and hartlesse feare , Be mou'd at nothing , see thou pitty none , But to thy selfe smile when the Christians moane . Ithi. Oh braue , master , I worship your nose for this . Bar. As for my selfe , I walke abroad a nights And kill sicke people groaning under walls : Sometimes I goe about and poyson wells ; And now and then , to cherish Christian theeves , I am content to lose some of my Crownes ; That I may , walking in my Gallery , See 'em goe pinion'd along by my doore . Being young I studied Physicke , and began To practise first vpon the Italian ; There I enric'd the Priests with burials , And alwayes kept the Sexton's armes in vre With digging graues and ringing dead mens knels : And after that was I an Engineere , And in the warres 'twixt France and Germanie , Vnder pretence of helping Charles the fifth , Slew friend and enemy with my stratagems . Then after that was I an Vsurer , And with extorting , cozening , forfeiting , And tricks belonging vnto Brokery , I fill'd the Iailes with Bankrouts in a yeare , And with young Orphans planted Hospitals , And euery Moone made some or other mad , And now and then one hang himselfe for griefe , Pinning vpon his breast A long great Scrowle How I with interest tormented him . But marke how I am blest for plaguing them , I haue as much coyne as will buy the Towne . But tell me now , How hast thou spent thy time ? Ithi. Faith , Master , in setting Christian villages on fire , Chaining of Eunuches , binding gally-slaues . One time I was an Hostler in an Inne , And in the night time secretly-would I steale To trauellers Chambers , and there cut their throats : Once at Ierusalem , where the pilgrims kneel'd , I strowed powder on the Marble stones , And therewithall their knees would ranckle , so That I haue laugh'd agood to see the cripples Goe limping home to Christendome on stilts . Bar. Why this is something : make account of me As of thy fellow ; we are villaines both : Both circumcized , we hate Christians both : Be true and secret , thou shalt want no gold . But stand aside , here comes Don Lodowicke . Enter Lodowicke . Lod. Oh Barabas well met ; where is the Diamond You told me of ? Bar. I haue it for you , Sir ; please you walke in with me : What , ho , Abigall ; open the doore I say . Enter Abigall . Abig. In good time , father , here are letters come From Ormus , and the Post stayes here within . Bar. Giue me the letters , daughter , doe you heare ? Entertaine Lodowicke the Gouernors sonne With all the curtesie you can affoord ; Prouided , that you keepe your Maiden-head . Vse him as if he were a Philistine . aside . Dissemble , sweare , protest , vow to loue him , He is not of the seed of Abraham . I am a little busie , Sir , pray pardon me . Abigall , bid him welcome for my sake . Abig. For your sake and his own he 's welcome hither . Bar. Daughter , a word more ; kisse him , speake him faire , And like a cunning Iew so cast about , That ye be both made sure e're you come out . Abig. Oh father , Don Mathias is my loue . Bar. I know it : yet I say make loue to him ; Doe , it is requisite it should be so . Nay on my life it is my Factors hand , But goe you in , I 'le thinke vpon the account : The account is made , for Lodowicke dyes . My Factor sends me word a Merchant 's fled That owes me for a hundred Tun of Wine : I weigh it thus much ; I haue wealth enough . For now by this has he kist Abigall ; And she vowes loue to him , and hee to her . As sure as heauen rain'd Manna for the Iewes , So sure shall he and Don Mathias dye : His father was my chiefest enemie . Whither goes Don Mathias ? stay a while . Enter Mathias . Math. Wither but to my faire loue Abigall ? Bar. Thou know'st , and heauen can witnesse it is true , That I intend my daughter shall be thine . Math. I , Barabas , or else thou wrong'st me much : Bar. Oh heauen forbid I should haue such a thought . Pardon me though I weepe ; the Gouernors sonne Will , whether I will or no , haue Abigall : He sends her letters , bracelets , jewels , rings . Math. Does she receiue them ? Bar. Shee ? No , Mathias , no , but sends them backe , And when he comes , she lockes her selfe vp fast ; Yet through the key hole will he talke to her , While she runs to the window looking out When you should come and hale him from the doore Math. Oh treacherous Lodowicke ! Bar. Even now as I came home , he slipt me in , And I am sure he is with Abigall . Math. I 'le rouze him thence . Bar. Not for all Malta , therefore sheath your sword ; If you loue me , no quarrels in my house ; But steale you in , and seeme to see him not ; I 'le giue him such a warning e're he goes As he shall haue small hopes of Abigall . Away , for here they come , Enter Lodowicke Abigall . Math. What hand in hand , I cannot suffer this . Bar. Mathias , as thou lou'st me , not a word . Math. Well , let it passe , another time shall serue . Exit . Lod. Barabas , is not that the widowes sonne ? Bar. I , and take heed , for he hath sworne your death . Lod. My death ? what is the base borne peasant mad ? Bar No , no , but happily he stands in feare Of that which you , I thinke , ne're dreame vpon , My daughter here , a paltry silly girle . Lod. Why loues she Don Mathias ? Bar. Doth she not with her smiling answer you ? Abig. He has my heart , I smile against my will . Lod. Barabas , thou know'st I haue lou'd thy daughter long . Bar. And so has she done you , euen from a child . Lod. And now I can no longer hold my minde . Bar. Nor I the affection that I beare to you Lod. This is thy Diamond , tell me , shall I haue it ? Bar. Win it , and weare it , it is yet vnsoyl'd , Oh but I know your Lordship wud disdaine To marry with the daughter of a Iew : And yet I 'le giue her many a golden crosse With Christian posies round about the ring . Lod. 'T is not thy wealth , but her that I esteeme , Yet craue I thy consent . Bar. And mine you haue , yet let me talke to her ; This off-spring of Cain , this Iebusite That neuer tasted of the Passeouer , Nor e're shall see the land of Canaan , Nor our Messias that is yet to come , aside . This gentle Magot Lodowicke I meane , Must be deluded : let him haue thy hand , But keepe thy heart till Don Mathias comes . Abig. What shall I be betroth'd to Lodowicke ? Bar. It 's no sinne to deceiue a Christian ; For they them selues hold it a principle , Faith is not to be held with Heretickes ; But all are Hereticks that are not Iewes ; This followes well , and therefore daughter feare not . I haue intreated her , and she will grant . Lod. Then gentle Abigal plight thy faith to me . Abig. I cannot chuse , seeing my father bids : Nothing but death shall part my loue and me . Lod. Now haue I that for which my soule hath long'd . Bar. So haue not I , but yet I hope I shall . aside . Abig. Oh wretched Abigal , what hast thee done ? Lod. Why on the sudden is your colour chang'd ? Abig. I know not , but farewell , I must be gone . Bar. Stay her , but let her not speake one word more . Lod. Mute a the sudden ; here 's a sudden change . Bar. Oh muse not at it , 't is the Hebrewes guize , That maidens new betroth'd should weepe a while : Trouble her not , sweet Lodowicke depart : Shee is thy wife , and thou shalt be mine heire . Lod. Oh , is 't the custome , then I am resolu'd : But rather let the brightsome heauens be dim , And Natures beauty choake with stifeling clouds , Then my faire Abigal should frowne on me . There comes the villaine , now I 'le be reueng'd . Enter Mathias . Bar. Be quiet Lodowicke , it is enough That I haue made thee sure to Abigal . Lod. Well , let him goe . Exit . Bar. Well , but for me , as you went in at dores You had bin stab'd , but not a word on 't now ; Here must no speeches passe , nor swords be drawne . Math. Suffer me , Barabas , but to follow him . Bar. No ; so shall I , if any hurt be done , Be made an accessary of your deeds ; Reuenge it on him when you meet him next . Math. For this I 'le haue his heart . Bar. Doe so ; loe here I giue thee Abigall . Math. What greater gift can poore Mathias haue ? Shall Lodowicke rob me of so faire a loue ? My life is not so deare as Abigall . Bar. My heart misgiues me , that to crosse your loue , Hee 's with your mother , therefore after him . Math. What , is he gone vnto my mother ? Bar. Nay , if you will , stay till she comes her selfe . Math. I cannot stay ; for if my mother come , Shee 'll dye with griefe . Exit . Abig. I cannot take my leaue of him for teares : Father , why haue you thus incenst them both ? Bar. What 's that to thee ? Abig. I 'le make 'em friends againe . Bar. You 'll make 'em friends ? are there not Iewes Enow in Malta . But thou must dote vpon a Christian ? Abig. I will haue Don Mathias , he is my loue . Bar. Yes , you shall haue him : Goe put her in . Ith. I , I 'le put her in . Bar. Now tell me , Ithimore , how lik'st thou this ? Ith. Faith Master , I thinke by this You purchase both their liues ; is it not so ? Bar. True ; and it shall be cunningly perform'd . Ith. Oh , master , that I might haue a hand in this . Bar. I , so thou shalt , 't is thou must doe the deed : Take this and beare it to Mathias streight , And tell him that it comes from Lodowicke . Ith. 'T is poyson'd , is it not ? Bar. No , no , and yet it might be done that way : It is a challenge feign'd from Lodowicke . Ith. Feare not , I 'le so set his heart a fire , that he Shall verily thinke it comes from him . Bar. I cannot choose but like thy readinesse : Yet be not rash , but doe it cunningly . Ith. As I behaue my selfe in this , imploy me hereafter . Bar. Away then . Exit . So , now will I goe in to Lodowicke , And like a cunning spirit feigne some lye , Till I haue set 'em both at enmitie . Exit .

Actus Tertius . Enter a Curtezane . SInce this Towne was besieg'd , my gaine growes cold The time has bin , that but for one bare night A hundred Duckets haue bin freely giuen : But now against my will I must be chast . And yet I know my beauty doth not faile . From Venice Merchants , and from Padua , Were wont to come rare witted Gentlemen , Schollers I meane , learned and liberall ; And now , saue Pilia-borza , comes there none , And he is very seldome from my house ; And here he comes . Enter Pilia-borza . Pilia. Hold thee , wench , there 's something for thee to spend . Curt. 'T is siluer , I disdaine it . Pilia. I , but the Iew has gold , And I will haue it or it shall goe hard . Curt. Tell me , how cam'st thou by this ? Pilia. Faith , walking the backe lanes through the Gardens I chanc'd to cast mine eye vp to the Iewes counting-house Where I saw some bags of mony , and in the night I Clamber'd vp with my hooks , and as I was taking My choyce , I heard a rumbling in the house ; so I tooke Onely this , and runne my way : but here 's the Iews man . Enter Ithimore . Curt. Hide the bagge . Pilia. Looke not towards him , let 's away : Zoon's what a looking thou keep'st , Thou 'lt betraye 's anon . Ith. O the sweetest face that euer I beheld ! I know she is A Curtezane by her attire : now would I giue a hundred Of the Iewes Crownes that I had such a Concubine . Well , I haue deliuer'd the challenge in such sort , As meet they will , and fighting dye ; braue sport . Exit . Enter Mathias . Math. This is the place , now Abigall shall see Whether Mathias holds her deare or no . Enter Lodow . reading . Math. What , dares the villain write in such base terms ? Lod. I did it , and reuenge it if thou dar'st . Fight : Enter Barabas aboue . Bar. Oh brauely fought , and yet they thrust not home . Now Lodowicke , now Mathias , so ; So now they haue shew'd themselues to be tall fellowes . Within , Part 'em , part 'em . Bar. I , part 'em now they are dead : Farewell , farewell . Exit . Enter Gouernor . Mater . Gov. What sight is this ? my Lodowicke slaine ! These armes of mine shall be thy Sepulchre . Mater , Who is this ? my sonne Mathias slaine ! Gov. Oh Lodowicke ! hadst thou perish'd by the Turke , Wretched Ferneze might haue veng'd thy death . Mater . Thy sonne slew mine , and I 'le reuenge his death . Gov. Looke , Katherin , looke , thy sonne gaue mine these wounds Mat. O leaue to griue me , I am grieu'd enough . Gov. Oh that my sighs could turne to liuely breath ; And these my teares to blood , that he might liue . Mater . Who made them enemies ? Gov. I know not , and that grieues me most of all . Mat. My sonne lou'd thine . Gov. And so did Lodowicke him . Mat. Lend me that weapon that did kill my sonne , And it shall murder me . Gov, Nay Madem stay , that weapon was my son's , And on that rather should Ferneze dye . Mat. Hold , let 's inquire the causers of their deaths , That we may venge their blood vpon their heads . Gov. Then take them vp , and let them be interr'd Within one sacred monument of stone ; Vpon which Altar I will offer vp My daily sacrifice of sighes and teares , And with my prayers pierce impartiall heauens , Till they the causers of our smarts , Which forc'd their hands diuide vnited hearts : Come , Katherina , our losses equall are , Then of true griefe let vs take equall share . Exeunt . Enter Ithimore . Ith. Why was there euer seene such villany , so neatly Plotted , and so well perform'd ? both held in hand , and Flatly both beguil'd . Enter Abigall . Abig. Why how now Ithimore , why laugh'st thou so ? Ith. Oh , Mistresse , ha ha ha . Abig. Why what ayl'st thou ? Ith. Oh my master . Abig. Ha . Ith. Oh Mistris ! I haue the brauest , grauest , secret , subtil Bottle-nos'd knaue to my Master , that euer Gentleman had Abig. Say , knaue , why rail'st vpon my father thus ? Ith. Oh , my master has the brauest policy . Abig. Wherein ? Ith. Why , know you not ? Abig. Why no . Ith. Know you not of Mathia & Don Lodowick disaster ? Abig. No , what was it ? Ith. Why the deuil inuented a challenge , my Mr. writ it , And I carried it , first to Lodowicke , and imprimis to Mathia . And then they met , as the story sayes , In dolefull wise they ended both their dayes . Abig. And was my father furtherer of their deaths ? Ith. Am I Ithimore ? Abig. Yes . Ith. So sure did your father write , & I cary the chalenge . Abig. Well , Ithimore , let me request thee this , Goe to the new made Nunnery , and inquire For any of the Fryars of St. Iaynes , And say , I pray them come and speake with me . Ith. I pray , mistris , wil you answer me to one question ? Abig. Well , sirra , what is 't ? Ith. A very feeling one ; haue not the Nuns fine sport With the Fryars now and then ? Abig. Go to , sirra sauce , is this your question ? get ye gon Ith. I will forsooth , Mistris . Exit Abig. Hard-hearted Father , unkind Barabas , Was this the pursuit of thy policie ? To make me shew them fauour seuerally , That by my fauour they should both be slaine ? Admit thou lou'dst not Lodowicke for his sinne , Yet Don Mathias ne're offended thee : But thou wert set vpon extreme reuenge , Because the Pryor dispossest thee once , And couldst not venge it , but vpon his sonne , Nor on his sonne , but by Mathias meanes ; Nor on Mathias , but by murdering me . But I perceiue there is no loue on earth , Pitty in Iewes , nor piety in Turkes . But here Comes cursed Ithimore with the Fryar . Enter Ithimore . Fryar . Fry . Virgo , salve . Ith. When ducke you ? Abig. Welcome graue Fryar Ithamore : begon , Exit Know , holy Sir , I am bold to sollicite thee . Fry . Wherein ? Abig. To get me be admitted for a Nun . Fry . Why Abigal it is not yet long since That I did labour thy admition , And then thou didst not like that holy life . Abig. Then were my thoughts so fraile & vnconfirm'd , And I was chain'd to follies of the world : But now experience , purchased with griefe , Has made me see the difference of things . My sinfull soule , alas , hath pac'd too long The fatall Labyrinth of misbeleefe , Farre from the Sonne that giues eternall life . Fry . Who taught thee this ? Abig. The Abbasse of the house , Whose zealous admonition I embrace : Oh therefore , Iacomi , let me be one , Although unworthy of that Sister-hood . Fry . Abigal I will , but see , thou change no more , For that will be most heauy to thy soule . Abig. That was my father's fault . Fry . Thy father's , how ? Abig. Nay , you shall pardon me : oh Barabas , Though thou deseruest hardly at my hands , Yet neuer shall these lips bewray thy life . Fry . Come , shall we goe ? Abig. My duty waits on you . Exeunt . Enter Barabas reading a letter . Bar. What , Abigall become a Nunne againe ? False , and vnkinde ; what hast thou lost thy father ? And all vnknowne , and vnconstrain'd of me , Art thou againe got to the Nunnery ? Now here she writes , and wils me to repent . Repentance ? Spurca : what pretendeth this ? I feare she knowes ( 't is so ) of my deuice In Don Mathias and Lodovicoes deaths : If so , 't is time that it be seene into : For she that varies from me in beleefe Giues great presumption that she loues me not ; Or louing , doth dislike of something done : But who comes here ? Oh Ithimore come neere ; Come neere my loue , come neere thy masters life , My trusty seruant , nay , my second life ; For I haue now no hope but euen in thee ; And on that hope my happinesse is built : When saw'st thou Abigall ? Ith. To day . Bar. With whom ? Ith. A Fryar . Bar. A Fryar ? false villaine , he hath done the deed . Ith. How , Sir ? Bar. Why made mine Abigall a Nunne . Ith. That 's no lye , for she sent me for him . Brr. Oh vnhappy day , False , credulous , inconstant Abigall ! But let 'em goe : And Ithimore , from hence Ne're shall she grieue me more with her disgrace ; Ne're shall she liue to inherit ought of mine , Be blest of me , nor come within my gates , But perish vnderneath my bitter curse Like Cain by Adam , for his brother's death . Ith. Oh master . Bar. Ithimore , intreat not for her , I am mou'd , And she is hatefull to my soule and me : And least thou yeeld to this that I intreat , I cannot thinke but that thou hat'st my life . Ith. Who I , master ? Why I 'le run to some rocke and Throw my selfe headlong into the sea ; why I 'le doe any Thing for your sweet sake . Bar. Oh trusty Ithimore ; no seruant , but my friend ; I here adopt thee for mine onely heire , All that I haue is thine when I am dead , And whilst I liue vse halfe ; spend as my selfe ; Here take my keyes , I 'le giue 'em thee anon : Goe buy thee garments : but thou shalt not want : Onely know this , that thus thou art to doe : But first goe fetch me in the pot of Rice That for our supper stands vpon the fire . Ith. I hold my head my master 's hungry : I goe Sir . Exit : Bar. Thus euery villaine ambles after wealth Although he ne're be richer then in hope : But hush 't . Enter Ithimore with the pot . Ith. Here 't is , Master . Bar. Well said , Ithimore ; what hast thou brought The Ladle with thee too ? Ith. Yes , Sir , the prouerb saies , he that eats with the deuil Had need of a long spoone , I haue brought you a Ladle . Bar. Very well , Ithimore , then now be secret , And for thy sake , whom I so dearely loue , Now shalt thou see the death of Abigall , That thou mayst freely liue to be my heire . Ith. Why , master , wil you poison her with a messe of rice Porredge that wil preserue life , make her round & plump , And batten more then you are aware . Bar. I but Ithimore seest thou this ? It is a precious powder that I bought Of an Italian in Anoona once , Whose operation is to binde , infect , And poyson deeply : yet not appeare In forty houres after it is tane . Ith. How master ? Bar. Thus Ithimore : This Euen they vse in Malta here ( 't is call'd Saint Iagues Euen ) and then I say they vse To send their Almes vnto the Nunneries : Among the rest beare this , and set it there ; There 's a darke entry where they take it in , Where they must neither see the messenger , Nor make enquiry who hath sent it them . Ith. How so ? Bar. Belike there is some Ceremony in 't . There Ithimore must thou goe place this plot : Stay , let me spice it first . Ith. Pray doe , and let me help you Mr. Pray let me taste first . Bar. Prethe doe : what saist thou now ? Ith. Troth Mr. I 'm loth such a pot of pottage should be spoyld . Bar. Peace , Ithimore , 't is better so then spar'd . Assure thy selfe thou shalt haue broth by the eye . My purse , my Coffer , and my selfe is thine . Ith. Well , master , I goe . Bar. Stay , first let me stirre it Ithimore . As fatall be it to her as the draught Of which great Alexander drunke , and dyed : And with her let it worke like Borgias wine , Whereof his sire , the Pope , was poyson'd . In few , the blood of Hydra , Lerna's bane ; The iouyce of Hebon , and Cocitus breath , And all the poysons of the Stygian poole Breake from the fiery kingdome ; and in this Vomit your venome , and inuenome her That like a fiend hath left her father thus . Ith. What a blessing has he giu' nt ? was euer pot of Rice porredge so sauc't ? what shall I doe with it ? Bar. Oh my sweet Ithimore goe set it downe And come againe so soone as thou hast done , For I haue other businesse for thee . Ith. Here 's a drench to poyson a whole stable of Flanders mares : I 'le carry 't to the Nuns with a powder . Bar And the horse pestilence to boot ; away . Ith, I am gone . Pay me my wages for my worke is done . Exit . Bar. I le pay thee with a vengeance Ithamore . Exit . Enter Govern. Bosco . Knights . Bashaw . Gov. Welcome great Bashaws , how fares Callymath , What wind drives you thus into Malta rhode ? Bash. The wind that bloweth all the world besides , Desire of gold . Gov. Desire of gold , great Sir ? That 's to be gotten in the Westerne Inde : In Malta are no golden Minerals . Bash. To you of Malta thus saith Calymath : The time you tooke for respite , is at hand , For the performance of your promise past ; And for the Tribute-mony I am sent . Gov. Bashaw , in briefe , shalt haue no tribute here , Nor shall the Heathens liue vpon our spoyle : First will we race the City wals our selues , Lay waste the Iland , hew the Temples downe , And shipping of our goods to Sicily , Open an entrance for the wastfull sea , Whose billowes beating the resistlesse bankes , Shall ouerflow it with their refluence . Bash. Well , Gouernor , since thou hast broke the league By that denyall of the promis'd Tribute , Talke not of racing downe your City wals , You shall not need trouble your selues so farre , For Selim-Calymath shall come himselfe , And with brasse-bullets batter downe your Towers , And turne proud Malta to a wildernesse For these intolerable wrongs of yours ; And so farewell . Gov. Farewell : And now you men of Malta looke about , And let 's prouide to welcome Calymath : Close your Port-cullise , charge your Basiliskes , And as you profitably take vp Armes , So now couragiously encounter them ; For by this Answer , broken is the league , And nought is to be look'd for now but warres , And nought to vs more welcome is then wars . Exeunt Enter two Fryars and Abigall . 1 Fry . Oh brother , brother , all the Nuns are sicke , And Physicke will not helpe them , they must dye . 2 Fry . The Abbasse sent for me to be confest : Oh what a sad confession will there be ? 1 Fry . And so did faire Maria send for me : I 'le to her lodging ; hereabouts she lyes . Exit . Enter Abigall . 2 Fry . What , all dead saue onely Abigall ? Abig. And I shall dye too , for I feele death comming . Where is the Fryar that conuerst with me ? 2 Fry . Oh he is gone to see the other Nuns . Abig. I sent for him , but seeing you are come Be you my ghostly father ; and first know , That in this house I liu'd religiously , Chast , and deuout , much sorrowing for my sinnes , But e're I came — 2 Fry . What then ? Abig. I did offend high heauen so grieuously , As I am almost desperate for my sinnes : And one offence torments me more then all . You knew Mathias and Don Lodowicke ? 2 Fry . Yes , what of them ? Abig. My father did contract me to 'em both : First to Don Lodowicke , him I neuer lou'd ; Mathias was the man that I held deare , And for his sake did I become a Nunne . 2 Fry . So , say how was their end ? Abig. Both iealous of my loue , enuied each other : And by my father's practice , which is there Set downe at large , the Gallants were both slaine . 2 Fry . Oh monstrous villany : Abig. To worke my peace , this I confesse to thee : Reueale it not , for then my father dyes . 2 Fry . Know that Confession must not be reueal'd , The Canon Law forbids it , and the Priest That makes it knowne , being degraded first , Shall be condemn'd , and then sent to the fire , Abig. So I haue heard ; pray therefore keepe it close , Death seizeth on my heart , ah gentle Fryar Conuert my father that he may be sau'd , And witnesse that I dye a Christian . 2 Fry . I , and a Virgin too , that grieues me most : But I must to the Iew and exclaime on him , And make him stand in feare of me . Enter 1 Fryar . 1 Fry . Oh brother , all the Nuns are dead , let 's bury them . 2 Fry . First helpe to bury this , then goe with me And helpe me to exclaime against the Iew . 1 Fry . Why ? what has he done ? 2 Fry . A thing that makes me tremble to vnfold . 1 Fry . What has he crucified a child ? 2 Fry . No , but a worse thing : 't was told me in shrift , Thou know'st 't is death and if it be reueal'd . Come let 's away . Exeunt .

Actus Quartus . Enter Barabas . Itha . Bells within . Bar. THere is no musicke to a Christians knell : How sweet the Bels ring now the Nuns are dead That sound at other times like Tinkers pans ? I was afraid the poyson had not wrought ; Or though it wrought , it would haue done no good , For euery yeare they swell , and yet they liue ; Now all are dead , not one remaines aliue . Ith. That 's braue Mr. but think you it wil not be known Bar. How can it if we two be secret . Ith. For my part feare you not . Bar. I 'de cut thy throat if I did . Ith. And reason too ; but here 's a royall Monastry hard By , good master let me poyson all the Monks . Bar. Thou shalt not need , for now the Nuns are dead , They 'll dye with griefe . Ith. Doe you not sorrow for your daughters death ? Bar. No , but I grieue because she liu'd so long an Hebrew Catho diabola . Borne , and would become a Christian . Enter the two Fryars . Ith. Look , look , Mr. here come two religious Caterpillers . Bar. I smelt 'em e're they came . Ith. God-a-mercy nose ; come let 's begone . 2 Fry . Stay wicked Iew , repent , I say , and stay . 1 Fry . Thou hast offended , therefore must be damn'd . Bar. I feare they know we sent the poyson'd broth . Ith, And so doe I , master , therefore speake 'em faire . 2. Barabas , thou hast — 1. I , that thou hast — Bar. True , I haue mony , what though I haue ? 2. Thou art a — 1. I , that thou art a — Bar. What needs all this ? I know I am a Iew . 2. Thy daughter — 1. I , thy daughter , — Bar. Oh speake not of her , then I dye with griefe . 2. Remember that — 1. I , remember that — Bar. I must needs say that I haue beene a great usurer . 2. Thou hast committed — Bar. Fornication ? but that was in another Country : And besides , the Wench is dead . 2. I , but Barabas remember Mathias and Don Lodowick . Bar. Why , what of them ? 2. I will not say that by a forged challenge they met . Bar. She has confest , and we are both vndone ; My bosome inmates , but I must dissemble . aside . Oh holy Fryars , the burthen of my sinnes Lye heauy on my soule ; then pray you tell me , Is 't not too late now to turne Christian ? I haue beene zealous in the Iewish faith , Hard harted to the poore , a couetous wretch , That would for Lucars sake haue sold my soule . A hundred for a hundred I haue tane ; And now for store of wealth may I compare With all the Iewes in Malta ; but what is wealth ? I am a Iew , and therefore am I lost . Would pennance serue for this my sinne , I could afford to whip my selfe to death . Ith. And so could I ; but pennance will not serue . Bar. To fast , to pray , and weare a shirt of haire , And on my knees creepe to Ierusalem , Cellers of Wine , and Sollers full of Wheat , Ware-houses stuft with spices and with drugs , Whole Chests of Gold , in Bulloine , and in Coyne , Besides I know not how much weight in Pearle Orient and round , haue I within my house ; At Alexandria , Merchandize vnsold : But yesterday two ships went from this Towne , Their voyage will be worth ten thousand Crownes . In Florence , Venice , Antwerpe , London , Ciuill , Frankeford , Lubecke , Mosco , and where not , Haue I debts owing ; and in most of these , Great summes of mony lying in the bancho ; All this I 'le giue to some religious house So I may be baptiz'd and liue therein . 1. Oh good Barabas come to our house . 2. Oh no , good Barabas come to our house . And Barabas , you know — Bar. I know that I haue highly sinn'd , You shall conuert me , you shall haue all my wealth . 1. Oh Barabas , their Lawes are strict . Bar. I know they are , and I will be with you . 1. They weare no shirts , and they goe bare-foot too . Bar. Then 't is not for me ; and I am resolu'd You shall confesse me , and haue all my goods . 1. Good Barabas come to me . Bar. You see I answer him , and yet he stayes ; Rid him away , and goe you home with me . 2. I 'le be with you to night . Bar. Come to my house at one a clocke this night . 1. You heare your answer , and you may be gone . 2 , Why goe get you away . 1. I will not goe for thee . 2. Not , then I 'le make thee goe . 1. How , dost call me rogue ? Fight . Ith. Part 'em , master , part 'em . Bar. This is meere frailty , brethren , be content . Fryar Barnardine goe you with Ithimore . Ith. You know my mind , let me alone with him ; Why does he goe to thy house , let him begone . Bar. I 'le giue him something and so stop his mouth . Exit . I neuer heard of any man but he Malign'd the order of the Iacobines : But doe you thinke that I beleeue his words ? Why Brother you conuerted Abigall ; And I am bound in charitie to requite it , And so I will , oh Iocome , faile not but come . Fry, But Barabas who shall be your godfathers , For presently you shall be shriu'd . Bar. Marry the Turke shall be one of my godfathers , But not a word to any of your Couent . Fry . I warrant thee , Barabas . Exit Bar. So now the feare is past , and I am safe : For he that shriu'd her is within my house , What if I murder'd him e're Iocoma comes ? Now I haue such a plot for both their liues , As neuer Iew nor Christian knew the like : One turn'd my daughter , therefore he shall dye ; The other knowes enough to haue my life , Therefore 't is not requisite he should liue . But are not both these wise men to suppose That I will leaue my house , my goods , and all , To fast and be well whipt ; I 'le none of that . Now Fryar Bernardine I come to you , I 'le feast you , lodge you , giue you faire words , And after that , I and my trusty Turke — No more but so : it must and shall be done . Ithimore , tell me , is the Fryar asleepe ? Enter Ithimore . Ith. Yes ; and I know not what the reason is . Doe what I can he will not strip himselfe , Nor goe to bed , but sleepes in his owne clothes I feare me he mistrusts what we intend . Bar. No , 't is an order which the Fryars vse : Yet if he knew our meanings , could he scape ? Ith. No , none can heare him , cry he ne're so loud . Bar. Why true , therefore did I place him there : The other Chambers open towards the street . Ith. You loyter , master , wherefore stay we thus ? Oh how I long to see him shake his heeles . Bar. Come on , sirra , off with your girdle , make a hansom noose ; Fryar awake . Fry . What doe you meane to strangle me ? Ith. Yes , 'cause you vse to confesse . Bar. Blame not vs but the prouerb , Confes & be hang'd Pull hard . Fry . What , will you saue my life ? Bar. Pull hard , I say , you would haue had my goods . Ith. I , and our liues too therefore pull amaine . 'T is neatly done , Sir , here 's no print at all . Bar. Then is it as it should be , take him vp . Ith. Nay , Mr. be rul'd by me a little ; so , let him leane Vpon his staffe ; excellent , he stands as if he were begging of Bacon . Bar. Who would not thinke but that this Fryar liu'd ? What time a night is 't now , sweet Ithimore ? Ith. Towards one . Enter Iocoma . Bar. Then will not Iocoma be long from hence . Ioco. This is the houre wherein I shall proceed ; Oh happy houre , wherein I shall conuert An Infidell , and bring his gold into our treasury . But soft , is not this Bernardine ? it is ; And vnderstanding I should come this way , Stands here a purpose , meaning me some wrong , And intercept my going to the Iew ; Bernardine ; Wilt thou not speake ? thou think'st I see thee not ; Away , I 'de wish thee , and let me goe by : No , wilt thou not ? nay then I 'le force my way ; And see , a staffe stands ready for the purpose : As thou lik'st that , stop me another time . Strike him , he fals . Enter Barabas . Bar. Why how now Iocoma , what hast thou done ? Ioco . Why stricken him that would haue stroke at me . Bar. Who is it Bernardine ? now out alas , he is slaine . Ith. I , Mr. he 's slain ; look how his brains drop out on 's nose . Ioco. Good sirs I haue don 't , but nobody knowes it but You two , I may escape . Bar. So might my man and I hang with you for company . Ith. No , let vs beare him to the Magistrates . Ioco. Good Barabas let me goe . Bar. No , pardon me , the Law must haue his course . I must be forc'd to giue in euidence , That being importun'd by this Bernardine To be a Christian , I shut him out , And there he sate : now I to keepe my word , And giue my goods and substance to your house , Was vp thus early ; with intent to goe Vnto your Friery , because you staid . Ith. Fie vpon 'em , Mr. will you turne Christian , when Holy Friars turne deuils and murder one another . Bar. No , for this example I 'le remaine a Iew : Heauen blesse me ; what , a Fryar a murderer ? When shall you see a Iew commit the like ? Ith. Why a Turke could ha done no more . Bar. To morrow is the Sessions ; you shall to it . Come Ithimore , let 's helpe to take him hence . Ioco. Villaines , I am a sacred person , touch me not . Bar. The Law shall touch you , we 'll but lead you , we . 'Las I could weepe at your calamity . Take in the staffe too , for that must be showne : Law wils that each particular be knowne . Exeunt . Enter Curtezant , and Pilia-borza . Curt. Pilia-borza , didst thou meet with Ithimore ? Pil. I did . Curt. And didst thou deliuer my letter ? Pil. I did . Curt. And what think'st thou , will he come ? Pil. I think so , and yet I cannot tell , for at the reading of The letter , he look'd like a man of another world . Curt. Why so ? Pil. That such a base slaue as he should be saluted by such A tall man as I am , from such a beautifull dame as you . Curt. And what said he ? Pil. Not a wise word , only gaue me a nod , as who shold say , Is it euen so ; and so I left him , being driuen to a Non-plus at the critical aspect of my terrible countenance . Curt.

And where didst meet him ?

Pil.

Vpon mine owne free-hold within 40 foot of the Gallowes , conning his neck-verse I take it , looking of a Fryars Execution , whom I saluted with an old hempen prouerb , Hidie tibi , cras mihi , and so I left him to the mercy Of the Hangman : but the Exercise being done , see where He comes .

Enter Ithimore . Ith.

I neuer knew a man take his death so patiently as This Fryar ; he was ready to leape off e're the halter was About his necke ; and when the Hangman had put on his Hempen Tippet , he made such haste to his prayers , as if Hee had had another Cure to serue ; well , goe whither He will , I 'le be none of his followers in haste :

And now I thinke on 't , going to the execution , a fellow Met me with a muschatoes like a Rauens wing , and A Dagger with a hilt like a warming-pan , and he Gaue me a letter from one Madam Bellamira , Saluting me in such sort as if he had meant to make Cleane my Boots with his lips ; the effect was , that I should come to her house , I wonder what the reason is ; It may be she sees more in me than I can find in My selfe : for she writes further , that she loues me Euer since she saw me , and who would not requite such Love ? here 's her house , and here she comes , and now Would I were gone , I am not worthy to looke vpon her . Pilia. This is the Gentleman you writ to . Ith. Gentleman , he flouts me , what gentry can be in a Poore Turke of ten pence ? I 'le be gone . Curt. Is 't not a sweet fac'd youth , Pilia ? Ith. Agen , sweet youth ; did not you , Sir , bring the sweet Youth a letter ? Pilia. I did Sir , and from this Gentlewoman , who as my Selfe , & the rest of the family , stand or fall at your seruice . Curt. Though womans modesty should hale me backe , I can with-hold no longer ; welcome sweet loue . Ith. Now am I cleane , or rather fouly out of the way . Curt. Whither so soone ? Ith. I 'le goe steale some mony from my Master to Make me hansome : Pray pardon me , I must goe see a ship discharg'd . Curt. Canst thou be so vnkind to leaue me thus ? Pilia. And ye did but know how she loues you , Sir . Ith. Nay , I care not how much she loues me ; Sweet Allamira , would I had my Masters wealth for thy sake : Pilia. And you can haue it , Sir , and if you please . Ith. If 't were aboue ground I could , and would haue it ; But hee hides and buries it vp as Partridges doe Their egges , vnder the earth . Pil. And is 't not possible to find it out ? Ith. By no meanes possible . Curt. What shall we doe with this base villaine then ? Pil. Let me alone , doe but you speake him faire : But you know some secrets of the Iew , which if they were Reueal'd , would doe him harme . Ith. I , and such as — Goe to , no more , I 'le make him send me half he has , & glad he scapes so too . Pen and Inke : I 'le write vnto him , we 'le haue mony strait . Pil, Send for a hundred Crownes at least . He writes . Ith. Ten hundred thousand crownes , — Mr. Barabas . Pil. Write not so submissiuely , but threatning him . Ith. Sirra Barabas , send me a hundred crownes . Pil. Put in two hundred at least . Ith. I charge thee send me 300 by this bearer , and this Shall be your warrant ; if you doe not , no more but so . Pil. Tell him you will confesse . Ith. Otherwise I 'le confesse all , vanish and returne in a Twinckle . Pil. Let me alone , I 'le vse him in his kinde . Ith. Hang him Iew . Curt. Now , gentle Ithimore , lye in my lap . Where are my Maids ? prouide a running Banquet ; Send to the Merchant , bid him bring me silkes , Shall Ithimore my loue goe in such rags ? Ith. And bid the Ieweller come hither too . Curt. I haue no husband , sweet , I 'le marry thee . Ith. Content , but we will leaue this paltry land , And saile from hence to Greece , to louely Greece , I 'le be thy Iason , thou my golden Fleece ; Where painted Carpets o're the meads are hurl'd , And Bacchus vineyards ore-spread the world : Where Woods and Forrests goe in goodly greene , I 'le be Adonis , thou shalt be Loues Queene . The Meads , the Orchards , and the Primrose lanes , Instead of Sedge and Reed , beare Sugar Canes : Thou in those Groues , by Dis aboue , Shalt liue with me and be my loue . Curt. Whither will I not goe with gentle Ithimore ? Enter Pilea-borza . Ith. How now ? hast thou the gold ? Pil. Yes . Ith But came it freely , did the Cow giue down her milk freely ? Pil. At reading of the letter , he star'd & stamp'd , & turnd Aside , I tooke him by the sterd , & look'd vpon him thus ; Told him he were best to send it , then he hug'd & imbrac'd me . Ith. Rather for feare then loue . Pil. Then like a Iew he laugh'd & jeer'd , and told me he lou'd me for your sake , & said what a faithfull seruant you had bin . Ith. The more villaine he to keep me thus : Here 's goodly ' parrell , is there not ? Pil. To conclude , he gaue me ten crownes . Ith. But ten ? I 'le not leaue him worth a gray groat , giue Me a Reame of paper , we 'll haue a kingdome of gold for 't . Pil. Write for 500 Crownes . Ith. Sirra Iew , as you loue your life send me 500 crowns , And giue the Bearer 100. Tell him I must hau 't . Pil. I warrant your worship shall hau 't . Ith, And if he aske why I demand so much , tell him , I scorne to write a line vnder a hundred crownes . Pil. You 'd make a rich Poet , Sir . I am gone . Exit . Ith. Take thou the mony , spend it for my sake . Curt. 'T is not thy mony , but thy selfe I weigh : Thus Bellamira esteemes of gold ; But thus of thee . — Kisse him . — Ith. That kisse againe ; she runs diuision of my lips . What an eye she casts on me ? It twinckles like a Starre . Curt. Come my deare loue , let 's in and sleepe together . Ith. Oh that ten thousand nights were put in one , That wee might sleepe seuen yeeres together afore We wake . Curt. Come Amorous wag , first banquet and then sleep . Enter Barabas reading a letter . Bar. Barabas send me 300 Crownes . Plaine Barabas : oh that wicked Curtezane ! He was not wont to call me Barabas . Or else I will confesse : I , there it goes : But if I get him Coupe de Gorge , for that He sent a shaggy totter'd staring slaue , That when he speakes , drawes out his grisly beard , And winds it twice or thrice about his eare ; Whose face has bin a grind-stone for mens swords , His hands are hackt , some fingers cut quite off ; Who when he speakes , grunts like a hog , and looks Like one that is imploy'd in Catzerie , And crosbiting such a Rogue As is the husband to a hundred whores : And I by him must send three hundred crownes . Well , my hope is , he will not stay there still ; And when he comes : Oh that he were but here ! Enter Pilia-borza . Pil. Iew , I must ha more gold . Bar. Why wantst thou any of thy tale ? Pil. No ; but 300 will not serue his turne . Bar. Not serue his turne , Sir ? Pil. No Sir ; and therefore I must haue 500 more . Bar. I 'le rather — Pil. Oh good words , Sir , and send it you were best , see , There 's his letter . Bar. Might he not as well come as send ; pray bid him Come & fetch it , what hee writes for you , ye shall haue streight . Pil. I , and the rest too , or else — Bar. I must make this villaine away : please you dine With me , Sir , & you shal be most hartily poyson'd . aside Pil. No god-a-mercy , shall I haue these crownes ? Bar. I cannot doe it , I haue lost my keyes . Pil. Oh , if that be all , I can picke ope your locks . Bar. Or climbe vp to my Counting-house window : You know my meaning . Pil. I know enough , and therfore talke not to me of your Counting-house , the gold , or know Iew it is in my power to hang thee . Bar. I am betraid . 'T is not 500 Crownes that I esteeme , I am not mou'd at that : this angers me , That he who knowes I loue him as my selfe Should write in this imperious vaine ? why Sir , You know I haue no childe , and vnto whom Should I leaue all but vnto Ithimore ? Pil. Here 's many words but no crownes ; the crownes . Bar. Commend me to him , Sir , most humbly , And vnto your good mistris as vnknowne . Pil. Speake , shall I haue 'vm , Sir ? Bar. Sir here they are . Oh that I should part with so much gold ! Here take 'em , fellow , with as good a will — — As I and see thee hang'd ; oh , loue stops my breath : Neuer lou'd man seruant as I doe Ithimore . Pil. I know it , Sir . Bar. Pray when , Sir , shall I see you at my house ? Pil. Soone enough to your cost , Sir : Fare you well . Exit . Bar. Nay to thine owne cost , villaine , if thou com'st . Was euer Iew tormented as I am ? To haue a shag-rag knaue to come 300 Crownes , and then 500 Crownes ? Well , I must seeke a meanes to rid 'em all , And presently : for in his villany He will tell all he knowes and I shall dye for 't . I haue it . I will in some disguize goe see the slaue , And how the villaine reuels with my gold . Exit . Enter Curtezane . Ithimore . Pilia-borza . Curt. I 'le pledge thee , loue , and therefore drinke it off . Ith. Saist thou me so ? haue at it ; and doe you heare ? Curt. Goe to , it shall be so . Ith. Of that condition I wil drink it vp ; here 's to thee . Pil. Nay , I 'le haue all or none . Ith. There , if thou lou'st me doe not leaue a drop . Curt. Loue thee , fill me three glasses . Ith. Three and fifty dozen , I 'le pledge thee , Pil. Knauely spoke , and like a Knight at Armes . Ith. Hey Riuo Castiliano , a man 's a man . Curt. Now to the Iew . Ith. Ha to the Iew , and send me mony you were best . Pil. What wudst thou doe if he should send thee none ? Ith. Doe nothing ; but I know what I know , He 's a murderer . Curt. I had not thought he had been so braue a man . Ith. You knew Mathias and the Gouernors son , he and I kild 'em both , and yet neuer touch'd 'em . Pil. Oh brauely done . Ith. I carried the broth that poyson'd the Nuns , and he And I snicle hand too fast , strangled a Fryar . Curt. You two alone . Ith. We two , and 't was neuer knowne , nor neuer shall Be for me . Pil. This shall with me vnto the Gouernor . Curt. And fit it should : but first let 's ha more gold Come gentle Ithimore , lye in my lap . Ith. Loue me little , loue me long , let musicke rumble , Whilst I in thy incoomy lap doe tumble . Enter Barabas with a Lute , disguis'd . Curt. A French Musician , come let 's heare your skill ? Bar. Must tuna my Lute for sound , twang twang first . Ith. Wilt drinke French-man , here 's to thee with a — Pox on this drunken hick-vp . Bar. Gramercy Mounsier . Curt. Prethe , Pilia-borza , bid the Fidler giue me The posey in his hat there . Pil. Sirra , you must giue my mistris your posey . Bar. A voustre commandemente Madam . Curt. How sweet , my Ithimore , the flowers smell . Ith. Like thy breath , sweet-hart , no violet like 'em . Pil. Foh , me thinkes they stinke like a Holly-Hoke . Bar. So , now I am reueng'd vpon 'em all . The scent thereof was death , I poyson'd it . Ith. Play , Fidler , or I 'le cut your cats guts into chitterlins Pardona moy , be no in tune yet ; so now , now all be in . Ith. Giue him a crowne , and fill me out more wine . Pil. There 's two crownes for thee , play . Bar. How liberally the villain giues me mine own gold . aside . Pil. Me thinkes he fingers very well . Bar. So did you when you stole my gold . aside Pil. How swift he runnes . Bar. You run swifter when yon threw my gold out of My Window . aside . Curt. Musician , hast beene in Malta long ? Bar. Two , three , foure month Madam . Ith. Dost not know a Iew , one Barabas ? Bar. Very mush , Mounsier , you no be his man . Pil. His man ? Ith. I scorne the Peasant , tell him so . Bar. He knowes it already . Ith. 'T is a strange thing of that Iew , he liues vpon Pickled Grashoppers , and sauc'd Mushrumbs . Bar. What a slaue 's this ? The Gouernour feeds not as I doe . aside . Ith. He neuer put on cleane shirt since he was circumcis'd Bar. Oh raskall ! I change my selfe twice a day . aside Ith. The Hat he weares , Iudas left vnder the Elder When he hang'd himselfe . Bar. 'T was sent me for a present from the great Cham . aside Pil. A masty slaue he is ; Whether now , Fidler ? Bar. Pardona moy , Mounsier , we be no well . Exit . Pil. Farewell Fidler : One letter more to the Iew . Curt. Prethe sweet loue , one more , and write it sharp . Ith. No , I 'le send by word of mouth now ; Bid him deliuer thee a thousand Crownes , by the same Token , that the Nuns lou'd Rice , that Fryar Bernardine Slept in his owne clothes , Any of 'em will doe it . Pil. Let me alone to vrge it now I know the meaning . Ith. The meaning has a meaning ; come let 's in : To vndoe a Iew is charity , and not sinne .

Actus Quintus . Enter Gouernors Knights . Martin Del-Bosco . Gov. NOw , Gentlemen , betake you to your Armes , And see that Malta be well fortifi'd ; And it behoues you to be resolute ; For Calymath hauing houer'd here so long , Will winne the Towne , or dye before the wals . Kni. And dye he shall , for we will neuer yeeld . Enter Curtezane , Pilia-borza . Curt. Oh bring vs to the Gouernor . Gov. Away with her , she is a Curtezane . Curt. What e're I am , yet Gouernor heare me speake ; I bring thee newes by whom thy sonne was slaine : Mathias did it not , it was the Iew . Pil. Who , besides the slaughter of these Gentlemen , Poyson'd his owne daughter and the Nuns , Strangled a Fryar , and I know not what Mischiefe beside . Gov. Had we but proofe of this . Curt. Strong proofe , my Lord , his man 's now at my Lodging that was his Agent , he 'll confesse it all . Gov. Goe fetch him straight , I alwayes fear'd that Iew . Enter Iew , Ithimore . Bar. I 'le goe alone , dogs do not hale me thus . Ith. Nor me neither , I cannot out-run you Constable , oh my belly . Bar. One dram of powder more had made all sure , What a damn'd slaue was I ? Gov. Make fires , heat irons , let the racke be fetch'd . Kni. Nay stay , my Lord , 't may be he will confesse . Bar. Confesse ; what meane you , Lords , who should confesse ? Gov. Thou and thy Turk ; 't was you that slew my son . Ith. Gilty , my Lord , I confesse ; your sonne and Mathias Were both contracted vnto Abigall , Forg'd a counterfeit challenge . Iew . Who carried that challenge ? Ith. I carried it , I confesse , but who writ it ? Marry euen he that strangled Bernardine , poyson'd the Nuns , and his owne daughter . Gov. Away with him , his sight is death to me . Bar. For what , you men of Malta , heare me speake ; Shee is a Curtezane and he a theefe , And he my bondman , let me haue law , For none of this can preiudice my life : Gov. Once more away with him ; you shall haue law . Bar. Deuils doe your worst , I liue in spite of you . As these haue spoke so be it to their soules : I hope the poyson'd flowers will worke anon . Exit . Enter Mater . Mater . Was my Mathias murder'd by the Iew ? Ferneze , 't was thy sonne that murder'd him . Gov. Be patient , gentle Madam , it was he , He forged the daring challenge made them fight . Mat. Where is the Iew , where is that murderer ? Gov. In prison till the Law has past on him . Enter Officer . Offi. My Lord , the Curtezane and her man are dead ; So is the Turke , and Barabas the Iew . Gov. Dead ? Offi. Dead , my Lord , and here they bring his body . Bosco . This sudden death of his is very strange . Gov. Wonder not at it , Sir , the heauens are iust : Their deaths were like their liues , then think not of 'em Since they are dead , let them be buried . For the Iewes body , throw that o're the wals , To be a prey for Vultures and wild beasts . So , now away and fortifie the Towne . Exeunt . Bar. What , all alone ? well fare sleepy drinke . I 'le be reueng'd on this accursed Towne ; For by my meanes Calymath shall enter in . I 'le helpe to slay their children and their wiues , To fire the Churches , pull their houses downe , Take my goods too , and seize vpon my lands : I hope to see the Gouernour a slaue , And , rowing in a Gally , whipt to death . Enter Calymath , Bashawes , Turkes . Caly. Whom haue we there , a spy ? Bar. Yes , my good Lord , one that can spy a place Where you may enter , and surprize the Towne : My name is Barabas ; I am a Iew . Caly. Art thou that Iew whose goods we heard were sold For Tribute-mony ? Bar. The very same , my Lord : And since that time they haue hir'd a slaue my man To accuse me of a thousand villanies : I was imprison'd , but scap'd their hands . Caly. Didst breake prison ? Bar. No , no : I dranke of Poppy and cold mandrake juyce ; And being asleepe , belike they thought me dead , And threw me o're the wals so , or how else , The Iew is here , and rests at your command . Caly. 'T was brauely done : but tell me , Barabas , Canst thou , as thou reportest , make Malta ours ? Bar. Feare not , my Lord , for here against the Truce , The rocke is hollow , and of purpose digg'd , To make a passage for the running streames And common channels of the City . Now whilst you giue assault vnto the wals , I 'le lead 500 souldiers through the Vault , And rise with them i' th middle of the Towne , Open the gates for you to enter in , And by this meanes the City is your owne . Caly. If this be true , I 'le make thee Gouernor . Iew . And if it be not true , then let me dye . Caly. Thou 'st doom'd thy selfe , assault it presently . Exeunt . Alarmes . Enter Turkes , Barabas , Gouernour , and Knights prisoners . Caly. Now vaile your pride you captiue Christians , And kneele for mercy to your conquering foe : Now where 's the hope you had of haughty Spaine ? Ferneze , speake , had it not beene much better To kept thy promise then be thus surpriz'd ? Gov. What should I say , we are captiues and must yeeld . Caly. I , villains , you must yeeld , and vnder Turkish yokes Shall groning beare the burthen of our ire ; And Barabas , as erst we promis'd thee , For thy desert we make the Gouernor , Vse them at thy discretion . Bar. Thankes , my Lord . Gov. Oh fatall day to fall into the hands Of such a Traitor and vnhallowed Iew ! What greater misery could heauen inflict ? Caly. 'T is our command : and Barabas , we giue To guard thy person , these our Ianizaries : Intreat them well , as we haue vsed thee . And now , braue Bashawes , come , wee 'll walke about The ruin'd Towne , and see the wracke we made : Farewell braue Iew , farewell great Barabas . Exeunt . Bar. May all good fortune follow Calymath . And now , as entrance to our safety , To prison with the Gouernour and these Captaines , his consorts and confederates . Gov. Oh villaine , Heauen will be reueng'd on thee . Exeunt . Bar. A way , no more , let him not trouble me . Thus hast thou gotten , by thy policie , No simple place , no small authority , I now am Gouernour of Malta ; true , But Malta hates me , and in hating me My life 's in danger , and what boots it thee Poore Barabas , to be the Gouernour , When as thy life shall be at their command ? No , Barabas , this must be look'd into ; And since by wrong thou got'st Authority , Maintaine it brauely by firme policy , At least vnprofitably lose it not : For he that liueth in Authority , And neither gets him friends , nor fils his bags , Liues like the Asse that Aesope speaketh of , That labours with a load of bread and wine , And leaues it off to snap on Thistle tops : But Barabas will be more circumspect . Begin betimes , Occasion 's bald behind , Slip not thine oportunity , for feare too late Thou seek'st for much , but canst not compasse it Within here . Enter Gouernor with a guard . Gov. My Lord ? Bar. I , Lord , thus slaues will learne . Now Gouernor stand by there , wait within , This is the reason that I sent for thee ; Thou seest thy life , and Malta's happinesse , Are at my Arbitrament ; and Barabas At his discretion may dispose of both : Now tell me , Gouernor , and plainely too , What thinkst thou shall become of it and thee ? Gov. This ; Barabas , since things are in thy power , I see no reason but of Malta's wracke , Nor hope of thee but extreme cruelty , Nor feare I death , nor will I flatter thee . Bar. Gouernor , good words , be not so furious ; 'T is not thy life which can availe me ought , Yet you doe liue , and liue for me you shall : And as for Malta's ruine , thinke you not 'T were slender policy for Barabas To dispossesse himselfe of such a place ? For sith , as once you said , within this I le In Malta here , that I haue got my goods , And in this City still haue had successe , And now at length am growne your Governor , Your selues shall see it shall not be forgot : For as a friend not knowne , but in distresse , I 'le reare vp Malta now remedilesse . Gov. Will Barabas recouer Malta's losse ? Will Barabas be good to Christians ? Bar. What wilt thou giue me , Gouernor , to procure A dissolution of the slauish Bands Wherein the Turke hath yoak'd your land and you ? What will you giue me if I render you The life of Calymath , surprize his men , And in an out house of the City shut His souldiers , till I haue consum'd 'em all with fire ? What will you giue him that procureth this ? Gov. Doe but bring this to passe which thou pretendest , Deale truly with vs as thou intimatest , And I will send amongst the Citizens And by my letters priuately procure Great summes of mony for thy recompence : Nay more , doe this , and liue thou Gouernor still . Bar. Nay , doe thou this , Ferneze , and be free ; Gouernor , I enlarge thee , liue with me , Goe walke about the City , see thy friends : Tush , send not letters to 'em , goe thy selfe , And let me see what mony thou canst make ; Here is my hand that I 'le set Malta free : And thus we cast it : To a solemne feast I will inuite young Selim-Calymath , Where be thou present onely to performe One stratagem that I 'le impart to thee , Wherein no danger shall betide thy life , And I will warrant Malta free for euer . Gov. Here is my hand , beleeue me , Barabas , I will be there , and doe as thou desirest ; When is the time ? Bar. Gouernor , presently . For Callymath , when he hath view'd the Towne , Will take his leaue and saile toward , Ottoman , Gov. Then will I , Barabas , about this coyne , And bring it with me to thee in the euening . Bar. Doe so , but faile not ; now farewell Ferneze And thus farre roundly goes the businesse : Thus louing neither , will I liue with both , Making a profit of my policie ; And he from whom my most aduantage comes , Shall be my friend . This is the life we Iewes are vs'd to lead ; And reason too , for Christians doe the like : Well , now about effecting this deuice : First to surprize great Selims souldiers , And then to make prouision for the feast , That at one instant all things may be done , My policie detests preuention : To what euent my secret purpose driues , I know ; and they shall witnesse with their liues . Exit . Enter Calymath , Bashawes . Caly. Thus haue we view'd the City , seene the sacke , And caus'd the ruines to be new repair'd , Which with our Bombards shot and Basiliske , We rent in sunder at our entry : And now I see the Scituation , And how secure this conquer'd Iland stands Inuiron'd with the mediterranean Sea , Strong contermin'd with other petty Iles ; And toward Calabria back'd by Sicily , Two lofty Turrets that command the Towne . When Siracusian Dionisius reign'd ; I wonder how it could be conquer'd thus ? Enter a messenger . Mess. From Barabas , Malta's Gouernor , I bring A message vnto mighty Calymath ; Hearing his Soueraigne was bound for Sea , To saile to Turkey , to great Ottamon , He humbly would intreat your Maiesty To come and see his homely Citadell , And banquet with him e're thou leau'st the I le . Caly. To banquet with him in his Citadell , I feare me , Messenger , to feast my traine Within a Towne of warre so lately pillag'd , Will be too costly and too troublesome : Yet would I gladly visit Barabas . For well has Barabas deseru'd of vs . Mess. Selim , for that , thus saith the Gouernor , That he hath in store a Pearle so big , So precious , and withall so orient , As be it valued but indifferently , The price thereof will serue to entertaine Selim and all his souldiers for a month Therefore he humbly would intreat your Highnesse Not to depart till he has feasted you . Caly. I cannot feast my men in Malta wals , Except he place his Tables in the streets . Mess. Know , Selim , that there is a monastery Which standeth as an out-house to the Towne ; There will he banquet them , but thee at home , With all thy Bashawes and braue followers . Caly. Well , tell the Gouernor we grant his suit , Wee 'll in this Summer Euening feast with him . Mess. I shall , my Lord , Exit . Caly. And now , bold Bashawes , let vs to our Tents , And meditate how we may grace vs best To solemnize our Gouernors great feast . Exeunt . Enter Gouernor , Knights , Del-bosco . Gov. In this , my Countrimen , be rul'd by me , Haue speciall care that no man sally forth Till you shall heare a Culuerin discharg'd By him that beares the Linstocke , kindled thus ; Then issue out and come to rescue me , For happily I shall be in distresse , Or you released of this seruitude . 1 Kni. Rather then thus to liue as Turkish thrals , What will we not aduenture ? Gov. On then , begone . Kni: Farewell graue Gouernor . Enter with a Hammar aboue , very busie . Bar. How stand the cords ? How hang these hinges , fast ? Are all the Cranes and Pulleyes sure ? Serv. All fast . Bar. Leaue nothing loose , all leueld to my mind . Why now I see that you haue Art indeed . There , Carpenters , diuide that gold amongst you : Goe swill in bowles of Sacke and Muscadine : Downe to the Celler , taste of all my wines . Carp . We shall , my Lord , and thanke you : Exeunt . Bar. And if you like them , drinke your fill and dye : For so I liue , perish may all the world . Now Selim-Calymath returne me word That thou wilt come , and I am satisfied . Now sirra , what , will he come ? Enter Messenger . Mess. He will ; and has commanded all his men To come ashore , and march through Malta streets , That thou maist feast them in thy Citadell . Bar. Then now are all things as my wish wud haue 'em , There wanteth nothing but the Gouernors pelfe , And see he brings it : Now , Gouernor , the summe . Enter Gouernour . Gou. With free consent a hundred thousand pounds . Bar. Pounds saist thou , Gouernor , wel since it is no more I 'le satisfie my selfe with that ; nay , keepe it still , For if I keepe not promise , trust not me . And Gouernour , now partake my policy : First for his Army , they are sent before , Enter'd the Monastery , and vnderneath In seuerall places are field-pieces pitch'd , Bombards , whole Barrels full of Gunpowder , That on the sudden shall disseuer it , And batter all the stones about their eares , Whence none can possibly escape aliue : Now as for Calymath and his consorts , Here haue I made a dainty Gallery , The floore whereof , this Cable being cut , Doth fall asunder ; so that it doth sinke Into a deepe pit past recouery . Here , hold that knife , and when thou seest he comes , And with his Bashawes shall be blithely set , A warning-peece shall be shot off from the Tower , To giue thee knowledge when to cut the cord , And fire the house ; say , will not this be braue ? Gov. Oh excellent ! here , hold thee , Barabas , I trust thy word , take what I promis'd thee . Bar. No , Gouernor , I 'le satisfie thee first , Thou shalt not liue in doubt of any thing . Stand close , for here they come : why , is not this A kingly kinde of trade to purchase Townes By treachery , and sell 'em by deceit ? Now tell me , worldlings , vnderneath the summe , If greater falshood euer has bin done . Enter Calymath and Bashawes . Caly. Come , my Companion-Bashawes , see I pray How busie Barrabas is there aboue To entertaine vs in his Gallery ; Let vs salute him , Saue thee , Barabas . Bar. Welcome great Calymath . Gov. How the slaue jeeres at him ? Bar. Will 't please thee , mighty Selim-Calymath , To ascend our homely stayres ? Caly. I , Barabas , come Bashawes , attend . Gov. Stay , Calymath ; For I will shew thee greater curtesie Then Barabas would haue affoorded thee . Kni. Sound a charge there . A charge , the cable cut , A Caldron discouered . Cal. How now , what means this Bar. Helpe , helpe me , Christians , helpe . Gov. See Calymath , this was deuis'd for thee . Caly. Treason , treason Bashawes , flye . Gov. No , Selim , doe not flye ; See his end first , and flye then if thou canst . Bar. Oh helpe me , Selim , helpe me , Christians . Gouernour , why stand you all so pittilesse ? Gov. Should I in pitty of thy plaints or thee , Accursed Barabas ; base Iew relent : No , thus I 'le see thy treachery repaid , But wish thou hadst behau'd thee otherwise . Bar. You will not helpe me then ? Gov. No , villaine , no . Bar. And villaines , know you cannot helpe me now . Then Barabas breath forth thy latest fate , And in the fury of thy torments , striue To end thy life with resolution : Know , Gouernor , 't was I that slew thy sonne ; I fram'd the challenge that did make them meet : Know , Calymath , I aym'd thy ouerthrow , And had I but escap'd this stratagem , I would haue brought confusion on you all , Damn'd Christians , dogges , and Turkish Infidels ; But now begins the extremity of heat To pinch me with intolerable pangs : Dye life , flye soule , tongue curse thy fill and dye : Caly. Tell me , you Christians , what doth this portend ? Gov. This traine he laid to haue intrap'd thy life ; Now Selim note the vnhallowed deeds of Iewes : Thus he determin'd to haue handled thee , But I haue rather chose to saue thy life . Caly. Was this the banquet he prepar'd for vs ? Let 's hence , lest further mischiefe be pretended . Gov. Nay , Selim , stay , for since we haue thee here , We will not let thee part so suddenly : Besides , if we should let thee goe , all 's one , Nor with thy Gallyes couldst thou not get hence , Without fresh men to rigge and furnish them . Caly. Tush , Gouernor , take thou no care for that , My men are all aboord , And doe attend my comming there by this . Gov. Why hardst thou not the trumpet sound a charge ? Caly. Yes , what of that ? Gov. Why then the house was fir'd , Blowne vp , and all thy souldiers massacred . Caly. Oh monstrous treason ! Gov. A Iewes curtesie : For he that did by treason worke our fall , By treason hath deliuered thee to vs : Know therefore , till thy father hath made good The ruines done to Malta and to vs , Thou canst not part : for Malta shall be freed , Or Selim ne're returne to Ottamen . Caly. Nay rather , Christians , let me goe to Turkey In person there to meditate your peace ; To keepe me here will nought aduantage you . Gov. Content thee , Calymath , here thou must stay , And liue in Malta prisoner ; for come call the world To rescue thee , so will we guard vs now No sooner shall they drinke the Ocean dry , Then conquer Malta , or endanger vs . So march away , and let due praise be giuen Neither to Fate nor Fortune , but to Heauen . FINIS .

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c3bgj-001-b-0410 〈◊〉 LONDON Printed by I. B. for Nicholas Vavasour , c3bgj-002-b-0850 Iresse inserted , so now being newly brought to the Presse , I was loath it should be published without c3bgj-003-b-0190 Mo●gst and Great , that we so boldly dare , ( ' Mongst other Playes that now in fashion are ) To c3bgj-003-b-0490 c●ave Age , thought second vnto none ; We humbly crave your pardon : we pursue The story of a rich c3bgj-003-b-0770 p●oiects Malta : you shall find him still , In all his proiects , a sound Macheuill ; And that's his Character c3bgj-003-b-0850 ●is proiects , a sound Macheuill ; And that's his Character : He that hath past So many Censures c3bgj-003-b-0940 Ce●sures his Character : He that hath past So many Censures , is now come at last To haue your princely c3bgj-003-b-1130 crown● princely Eares , grace you him ; then You crowne the Action , and renowne the pen . c3bgj-003-b-1360 te●ious feare ( dread Soueraigne ) we haue bin Too tedious ; neither can't be lesse than sinne To wrong c3bgj-003-b-1560 lo● your Princely patience : If we haue , ( Thus low deiected ) we your pardon craue : And if c3bgj-003-b-1750 one●y ought here offend your eare or sight , We onely Act , and Speake , what others write . c3bgj-004-a-0120 〈…〉 WE know not how this Play may passe this Stage , But by the best of Poets c3bgj-004-a-0270 ag● Stage , But by the best of Poets in that age The Malta-Jew had being , and was made ; c3bgj-004-a-2430 bett● this day any prize was plaid , Here were no betts at all , no wagers laid ; All the ambition c3bgj-004-b-0360 Franc● And now the Guize is dead , is come from France To view this Land , and frolicke with his c3bgj-004-b-1990 Dran●us and Lawes were then most sure When like the Drancus they were writ in blood . Hence comes it c3bgj-005-a-1280 h●apes Enter Barabas in his Counting-house , with heapes of gold before him . c3bgj-005-a-1560 Th●re of the third part of the Persian ships , There was the venture summ'd and satisfied . As c3bgj-005-a-1920 siluerbings of Greece , Here haue I purst their paltry siluerlings . Fye ; what a trouble tis to count this c3bgj-005-a-2640 co●●ers thus much coyne : But he whose steele-bard coffers are cramb'd full , And all his life time c3bgj-005-a-3250 wealth trade in mettall of the purest mould ; The wealthy Moore , that in the Easterne rockes Without c3bgj-005-a-3260 Moor● mettall of the purest mould ; The wealthy Moore , that in the Easterne rockes Without controule c3bgj-005-b-0710 C●rrect one of them indifferently rated , And of a Carrect of this quantity , May serue in perill of c3bgj-005-b-1230 ●mite riches And as their wealth increaseth , so inclose Infinite in a little roome . But now how stands the c3bgj-005-b-1440 H● Into what corner peeres my Halcions bill ? Ha , to the East ? yes : See how stands the c3bgj-005-b-2010 gl●ding and Silkes , now vnder saile , Are smoothly gliding downe by Candie shoare To Malta , through c3bgj-006-a-1170 ●ome So then , there's somewhat come . Sirra , which of my ships art thou Master c3bgj-006-a-2650 ●his bring his loading in . And yet I wonder at this Argosie , c3bgj-006-a-3170 ship● How chance you came not with those other ships That sail'd by Egypt ? c3bgj-006-b-0420 le●t were wafted by a Spanish Fleet That neuer left vs till within a league , That had the Gallies c3bgj-006-b-2960 No●es great Iew of Greece , Obed in Bairseth , Nones in Portugall , My selfe in Malta , some c3bgj-007-b-2570 me● Enter Gouernors of Malta , Knights met by Bassoes of the Turke ; Calymath . c3bgj-008-a-1910 VVh●re Now lanch our Gallies backe againe to Sea , VVhere wee'll attend the respit you haue tane , c3bgj-008-a-1980 t●ne VVhere wee'll attend the respit you haue tane , And for the mony send our messenger . c3bgj-009-a-0230 christned● Why Barabas wilt thou be christned? ? c3bgj-009-a-2140 go●st banish thee , But here in Malta , where thou gotst thy wealth , Liue still ; and if thou canst c3bgj-009-a-2850 scorn●d heauy on thy head , And make thee poore and scorned of all the world , 'Tis not our fault , c3bgj-009-a-3130 ●reach bring you Scripture to confirm your wronge ? Preach me not out of my possessions . Some Iewes c3bgj-009-a-3140 m● Scripture to confirm your wronge ? Preach me not out of my possessions . Some Iewes are c3bgj-009-a-3210 Som● wronge ? Preach me not out of my possessions . Some Iewes are wicked , as all Christians are c3bgj-010-b-2270 s●aues well . See the simplicitie of these base slaues , Who for the villaines haue no wit themselues c3bgj-012-b-1590 gold● Abigall , And thinke vpon the Iewels and the gold c3bgj-012-b-1620 he● Whispers to her . c3bgj-012-b-1880 mis-belee●e Barabas , although thou art in mis-beleefe , And wilt not see thine owne afflictions c3bgj-012-b-2150 ●o● Blind , Fryer , I wrecke not thy perswasions . The boord is marked thus c3bgj-012-b-2270 i●● . The boord is marked thus † that couers it; ; For I had rather dye , then see her thus c3bgj-012-b-2540 n●t distresse , Seduced Daughter , Goe forget not . c3bgj-012-b-2660 credulo●s Becomes it Iewes to be so credulous , To morrow early Il'e be at the doors . c3bgj-012-b-2730 th● so credulous , To morrow early Il'e be at the doors . c3bgj-012-b-3010 〈…〉 damn'd , Forget me , see me not , and so be Farewell , Remember to morrow morning . c3bgj-013-a-2270 Math● Math c3bgj-013-a-2610 Ex●unt Exeunt . c3bgj-014-a-1960 Aigal Welcome the first beginner of my blisse : Oh Abigal , Abigal , that I had thee here too , Then c3bgj-014-a-2330 bl●sse : Oh girle , oh gold , oh beauty , oh my blisse ! c3bgj-014-a-2600 ●●aun 'bout this time the Nuns begin to wake ; To shun suspition , therefore , let vs part . c3bgj-014-a-2730 ●oy Farewell my ioy , and by my fingers take A kisse from him c3bgj-014-a-2830 hi● ioy , and by my fingers take A kisse from him that sends it from his soule . Now Phoebus c3bgj-014-a-3300 H●rmoso Singing ore these , as she does ore her young . Hermoso Piater , de les Denirch . c3bgj-014-a-3310 Pi●●●r these , as she does ore her young . Hermoso Piater , de les Denirch . c3bgj-014-a-3350 D●nirch does ore her young . Hermoso Piater , de les Denirch . c3bgj-014-a-3370 Exeunt● Exeunt. . c3bgj-015-a-0620 Offi●ers condition shall thy Turkes be sold . Goe Officers and set them straight in shew . Bosco , c3bgj-015-a-1290 ●uruiu'd Towne , They fought it out , and not a man suruiu'd To bring the haplesse newes to Christendome c3bgj-015-b-1370 Lodowick● charity I may spit intoo't . Here comes Don Lodowicke the Gouernor's sonne , One that I loue for c3bgj-015-b-2840 findg'd you : the slaue looks like a hogs cheek new sindg'd . c3bgj-016-a-1250 B●r. Bar c3bgj-016-a-1670 larre if you haue it . — Oh my Lord We will not iarre about the price ; come to my house And I c3bgj-016-b-1100 flaue the marketplace ; whats the price Of this slaue , 200 Crowns ? Do the Turke weigh so much c3bgj-016-b-3720 I● I, , passing well . c3bgj-016-b-3890 ●ickly So much the worse ; I must haue one that's sickly , And be but for sparing vittles : 'tis c3bgj-017-b-1190 ●hy at nothing , see thou pitty none , But to thy selfe smile when the Christians moane . c3bgj-017-b-3400 along himselfe for griefe , Pinning vpon his breast a long great Scrowle How I with interest tormented c3bgj-018-a-1730 a●ide secret , thou shalt want no gold . But stand aside , here comes Don Lodowicke . c3bgj-018-a-2940 Philist●●● your Maiden-head . Vse him as if he were a Philistine . c3bgj-018-a-3060 lo●e Dissemble , sweare , protest , vow to loue him , He is not of the seed of Abraham . c3bgj-018-b-3130 key● lockes her selfe vp fast ; Yet through the key hole will he talke to her , While she runs c3bgj-018-b-3260 wi●dow will he talke to her , While she runs to the window looking out When you should come and hale c3bgj-018-b-3380 doore● When you should come and hale him from the doore c3bgj-019-a-0250 st●ale you loue me , no quarrels in my house ; But steale you in , and seeme to see him not ; I'le c3bgj-019-a-0620 Lodowicke● Enter Lodowicke Abigall . c3bgj-019-a-1440 B●r. Bar c3bgj-019-a-1570 th●t , no , but happily he stands in feare Of that which you , I thinke , ne're dreame vpon c3bgj-019-a-2870 vn●oyl'd Win it , and weare it , it is yet vnsoyl'd , Oh but I know your Lordship wud disdaine c3bgj-019-b-2470 while● That maidens new betroth'd should weepe a while: : Trouble her not , sweet Lodowicke depart c3bgj-019-b-2830 rathe is't the custome , then I am resolu'd : But rather let the brightsome heauens be dim , And c3bgj-020-b-0840 Curtezan● Enter a Curtezane . c3bgj-021-a-0790 ●uch a hundred Of the Iewes Crownes that I had such a Concubine . Well , I haue deliuer'd the c3bgj-022-a-0330 impr●mis And I carried it , first to Lodowicke , and imprimis to Mathia . And then they met , as the story c3bgj-023-a-3260 〈◊〉 thine when I am dead , And whilst I liue vse helfe ; spend as my selfe ; Here take my keyes c3bgj-023-a-3410 anon● ; Here take my keyes , I'le giue 'em thee anon: : Goe buy thee garments : but thou shalt c3bgj-023-b-0760 hu●h't Although he ne're be richer then in hope : But hush't . c3bgj-023-b-1480 secret● Very well , Ithimore , then now be secret, , And for thy sake , whom I so dearely loue c3bgj-023-b-2360 An●●na precious powder that I bought Of an Italian in Anoona once , Whose operation is to binde , infect c3bgj-023-b-2430 binde● Italian in Anoona once , Whose operation is to binde, , infect , And poyson deeply : yet not appeare c3bgj-023-b-2600 ta●e yet not appeare In forty houres after it is tane . c3bgj-023-b-3160 ●●ey set it there ; There's a darke entry where they take it in , Where they must neither see c3bgj-024-a-2350 sa●c't giu'nt ? was euer pot of Rice porredge so sauc't ? what shall I doe with it ? c3bgj-024-a-2950 B●r. Bar c3bgj-024-a-3390 〈◊〉 Enter Govern . Bosco . Knights . Bashaw . c3bgj-024-a-3530 C●llymath Welcome great Bashaws , how fares Callymath , What wind drives you thus into Malta rhode c3bgj-024-b-1620 ●●at Gouernor , since thou hast broke the league By that denyall of the promis'd Tribute , Talke c3bgj-025-a-0100 con●est The Abbasse sent for me to be confest : Oh what a sad confession will there be c3bgj-025-a-3250 ●e it knowne , being degraded first , Shall be condemn'd , and then sent to the fire , c3bgj-025-b-1150 h●a What has he crucified a child ? c3bgj-025-b-1340 shr●ft No , but a worse thing : 'twas told me in shrift , Thou know'st 'tis death and if it be reueal'd c3bgj-025-b-1600 B●lls Enter Barabas . Itha . Bells within . c3bgj-025-b-2230 li●e For euery yeare they swell , and yet they liue ; Now all are dead , not one remaines aliue c3bgj-025-b-2280 dead● they swell , and yet they liue ; Now all are dead, , not one remaines aliue . c3bgj-026-a-0100 ●ot Doe you not sorrow for your daughters death ? c3bgj-026-a-0230 gr●eue No , but I grieue because she liu'd so long an Hebrew Catho c3bgj-026-a-3640 poor● in the Iewish faith , Hard harted to the poore , a couetous wretch , That would for Lucars c3bgj-026-b-0180 ●ane my soule . A hundred for a hundred I haue tane ; And now for store of wealth may I compare c3bgj-026-b-0340 Ma●ta wealth may I compare With all the Iewes in Malta ; but what is wealth ? I am a Iew , and c3bgj-026-b-1790 Flo●ence voyage will be worth ten thousand Crownes . In Florence , Venice , Antwerpe , London , Ciuill , c3bgj-027-b-0590 is● Yes ; and I know not what the reason is. . Doe what I can he will not strip himselfe c3bgj-027-b-0810 cloth● Nor goe to bed , but sleepes in his owne clothes I feare me he mistrusts what we intend . c3bgj-027-b-2600 too● I , and our liues too therefore pull amaine . 'Tis neatly done c3bgj-027-b-2970 ●ul'd Nay , Mr. be rul'd by me a little ; so , let him leane Vpon c3bgj-027-b-3600 〈◊〉 Then will not Iocoma be long from hence . c3bgj-028-a-0610 no● thou not speake ? thou think'st I see thee not ; Away● I'de wish thee , and let me goe c3bgj-028-a-0630 Away● not speake ? thou think'st I see thee not ; Away, I'de wish thee , and let me goe by : No c3bgj-028-a-0880 see● thou not ? nay then I'le force my way ; And see, a staffe stands ready for the purpose : As c3bgj-028-a-1270 Io●o Ioco . c3bgj-028-a-2530 Ber●ardin● euidence , That being importun'd by this Bernardine To be a Christian , I shut him out , And c3bgj-028-a-3640 ●a Why a Turke could ha done no more . c3bgj-028-b-0280 we● Law shall touch you , we'll but lead you , we. . 'Las I could weepe at your calamity . c3bgj-028-b-0640 Pilia-borz● Enter Curtezant , and Pilia-borza . c3bgj-029-a-0820 requi●e Euer since she saw me , and who would not requite such Loue● here's her house , and here she c3bgj-029-a-0840 Loue● she saw me , and who would not requite such Love? here's her house , and here she comes , c3bgj-029-a-0850 he●e's me , and who would not requite such Loue● here's her house , and here she comes , and now c3bgj-029-b-3640 Whi●her Whither will I not goe with gentle Ithimore ? c3bgj-030-a-0180 It●. Ith c3bgj-030-a-0780 me● best to send it , then he hug'd & imbrac'd me. . c3bgj-030-a-2500 Yo●'d You'd make a rich Poet , Sir . I am gone . c3bgj-030-b-3880 thee● gold , or know Iew it is in my power to hang thee. . c3bgj-031-a-1320 ●nd 'em , fellow , with as good a will — — As I and see thee hang'd ; oh , loue stops my breath c3bgj-031-b-1870 gold● And fit it should : but first let's ha more gold Come gentle Ithimore , lye in my lap . c3bgj-032-a-1850 sau●'d , he liues vpon Pickled Grashoppers , and sauc'd Mushrumbs . c3bgj-032-b-0420 Gouernor● Enter Gouernors Knights . Martin Del-Bosco . c3bgj-032-b-1090 Curtezan● Enter Curtezane , Pilia-borza . c3bgj-032-b-2440 Ie● Enter Iew , Ithimore . c3bgj-033-a-2360 Ferueze Was my Mathias murder'd by the Iew ? Ferneze , 'twas thy sonne that murder'd him . c3bgj-033-a-3570 iust● Wonder not at it , Sir , the heauens are iust: Their deaths were like their liues , then c3bgj-033-b-2520 wals● they thought me dead , And threw me o're the wals so , or how else , The Iew is here , and c3bgj-034-b-1870 ●●aues I , Lord , thus slaues will learne ▪ Now Gouernor stand by there c3bgj-034-b-1890 learne● I , Lord , thus slaues will learne. Now Gouernor stand by there , wait within c3bgj-034-b-3130 aua●le so furious ; 'Tis not thy life which can availe me ought , Yet you doe liue , and liue for c3bgj-035-a-0090 no● shall : And as for Malta's ruine , thinke you not 'Twere slender policy for Barabas To dispossesse c3bgj-035-a-3020 ca●t hand that I'le set Malta free : And thus we cast it : To a solemne feast I will inuite young c3bgj-035-b-2380 cau●'d we view'd the City , seene the sacke , And caus'd the ruines to be new repair'd , Which with c3bgj-036-a-0730 ●eare To banquet with him in his Citadell , I feare me , Messenger , to feast my traine Within c3bgj-036-a-1100 desern'd gladly visit Barabas . For well has Barabas deseru'd of vs . c3bgj-036-a-1650 month● entertaine Selim and all his souldiers for a month Therefore he humbly would intreat your Highnesse c3bgj-036-b-1520 Cell●r bowles of Sacke and Muscadine : Downe to the Celler , taste of all my wines . c3bgj-036-b-3100 Gouer●or Pounds saist thou , Gouernor , wel since it is no more I'le satisfie c3bgj-037-a-2400 h●s vnderneath the summe , If greater falshood euer has bin done . c3bgj-037-b-2250 meet● I fram'd the challenge that did make them meet: : Know , Calymath , I aym'd thy ouerthrow c3bgj-037-b-2850 ●ill Dye life , flye soule , tongue curse thy fill and dye : c3bgj-038-a-0130 th●e Nay , Selim , stay , for since we haue thee here , We will not let thee part so suddenly c3bgj-038-a-1310 Iewe● A Iewes curtesie : For he that did by treason worke c3bgj-038-a-2320 Malia Calymath , here thou must stay , And liue in Malta prisoner ; for come cal●●he world To rescue c3bgj-038-a-2370 cal●●he stay , And liue in Malta prisoner ; for come call the world To rescue thee , so will we guard c3bgj-038-a-2490 〈◊〉 To rescue thee , so will we guard vs now No sooner shall they drinke the Ocean dry ,