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Become a nun! her father's sudden fall
Has humbled her, and brought her down to this :
Tut, she were fitter for a tale of love,
Than to be tired out with orisons ;
And better would she far become a bed,
Embraced in a friendly lover's arms,
Than rise at midnight to a solemn muss.

Enter LODOWICK. Lod. Why, how now,

Don Mathias ! in a dump? Math. Believe me, noble Lodowick, I have

Cropt from the pleasures of the fruitful earth,
And strangely metamorphos'd (to a) nun.

Lod. But say, what was she?
Math. Why, the rich Jew's daughter.
Lod. What, Barabas, whose goods were lately

seiz'd ? Is she so fair?

Math. And matchless beautiful, As, had you seen her, 'twould have mov'd your

heart, Though countermin'd with walls of brass, to love, Or, at the least, to pity.

Lod. An if she be so fair as you report, 'Twere time well spent to go 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 go

hard. Farewell, Mathias.

Math. Farewell, Lodowick. (E.ceunt severally.

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Of Abigail this night ! or let the day
Turn to eternal darkness after this !-
No sleep can fasten on my watchful eyes,
Nor muiet enter my distemper'd thoughts,
Till l. e answer of my Abigail.

der A BIGAIL above.

Enter BARABAS, with a light." Bara. Thus, like the sad-presaging raven, that

tolls The sick man's passport in her hollow beak,+ And in the shadow of the silent night Doth shake contagion from her sable wings, Vex'd and tormented runs poor Barabas With fatal curses towards these Christians. The incertain pleasures of swift-footed time Have ta'en their flight, and left me in despair ; And of my former riches rests no more But bare remembrance; like a soldier's scar, That has no further comfort for his maim.O Thou, that with a fiery pillar ledd'st The sons of Israel through the dismal shades, Light Abraham's offspring; and direct the hand

* Enter Barabas, with a light] The scene is now before the house of Barabas, which has been turned into a nunnery. Thus, like the sad-pre aging raven, that tolls

T'he sick man's passport in her hollow beak] Mr. Collier (Hist. of Eng. Dram. Poet. iii. 136) remarks that these lines are cited (with sonie variation, and from memory, as the prosent play was not printed till 1633) in an epigram on T. Deloney, in Guilpin's Skialdlia or the Shadowe oj Truth, 1598,

** Like to the fatall ominous Raven, which lolls

The sick man's durye within his hollow beake,
So every paper-clothed post in Poules
To tboe, Delouey, mourningly doth speake," &c.

Abig. Now have I. pily espied a time To search the plank my father did appoint; And here, behold, unseen, where I have found The gold, the pearls, and jewels, wbich he hid. Bara. Now I remember those old women's

words, Who in my wealth would tell me winter's tales, Aud speak of spirits and ghosts that glide by

night About the place where treasure hath been hid : And now methinks that I am one of those ; For, whilst I live, here lives my soul's sole

hope, And, when I die, here shall my spirit walk. Abig. Now that my father's fortune were so

good As but to be about this happy place! 'Tis not so happy: yet, when we parted last, He said he would attend me in the morn. Then, gentle Sleop, where'er his body rests, Give charge to Morpheus that he may dream




A golden dream, and of the sudden wake, + Bosco. Governor of Malta, hither am I bound; Come and receive the treasure I have found. My ship, the Flying Dragon, is of Spain,

Bara. Bueno para todos mi ganado no era: And so am I; Del Bosco is my name, As good go on, as sit so sadly thus.

Vice-admiral unto the Catholic King. But stay: what star shines yonder in the east ? § First Knight. 'Tis true, my lord; therefore The loadstar of my life, if Abigail.—

entreat* him well. Who's there?

Bosco. Our fraught is Grecians, Turks, and Abig. Who's that?

Afric Moors; Bara. Peace, Abigail ! 'tis I.

For late upon the coast of Corsica, Abig. Then, father, here receive thy happiness. Because we vail'd not + to the Turkish I feet, Bara. Hast thou't ?

Their creeping galleys had us in the chase : Abig. Here. [throws down bage] Hast thou't ? But suddenly the wind began to rise, There's more, and more, and more.

And then we luff’d and tack'd, S and fought at ease: Bara. O my girl,

Some have we fir'd, and many have we sunk; My gold, my fortune, my felicity,

But one amongst the rest became our prize : Strength to my soul, death to mine enemy; The captain's slain; the rest remain our slaves, Welcome the first beginuer of my bliss !

Of whom we would make sale in Malta here. O Abigail, Abigail, that I had thee here too! Pern. Martin del Bosco, I have heard of thee: Then my desires were fully satisfied :

Welcome to Malta, and to all of us ! But I will practise thy enlargement thence : But to admit a sale of these thy Turks, girl! O gold ! O beauty! O my bliss !

We may not, nay, we dare not give consent,

(Hugs the bags. By reason of a tributary league. Abig. Father, it draweth towards midnight Pirst Knight. Del Bosco, as thou lov'st and now,

honour'st us, And 'bout this time the nuns begin to wake; Persuade our governor against the Turk: To sbun suspicion, therefore, let us part.

This truce we have is but in hope of gold, Bara. Farewell, my joy, and by my fingers And with that sum he craves might we wage war. take

Bosco. Will knights of Malta be in league with A kiss from him that sends it from his soul.

Turks, (Brit A BIGAIL above.

And buy it basely too for sums of gold? Now, Phæbus, ope the eye-lids of the day. My lord, remember that, to Europe's shame, And, for the raven, wake the morning lark, The Christian Isle of Rhodes, from whence you That I may hover with her in the air,

came, Singing o'er these, as she does o'er her young. Was lately lost, and you were stated || here Hermoso placer de los dineros.!!

(Exit. To be at deadly enunity with Turks.

Pern. Captain, we know it; but our force is Enter FERNEZE, T MARTIN DEL Bosco, Knights, and

small. Officers.

Bosco. What is the sum that Calymath requires ? Fern. Now, captain, tell us whither thou art Fern. A hundred thousand crowns. bound?

Bosco. My lord and king hath title to this isle, Whence is thy ship that anchors in our road? And he means quickly to expel you bence ; And why thou cam’st ashore without our leave? Therefore be rul'd by me, and keep the gold :

I'll write unto his majesty for aid, • of) i.e. on.

And not depart until I see you free. wakej Old ed. “walke.” * Bueno para todos mi ganado no era) Old ed.

“ Birn

Fern. On this condition shall thy Turks be para todos, my ganadu no er."

sold.$ But stay: what star shines yonder in the east, &c.] Go, officers, and set them straight in show.Shakespeire, it would seem, recollected this passage,

[Eraunt Officers. when he wrote,“ But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun!”

entreat) i.e. treat. Romeo and Juliet, act ii, sc. 2. vaild not] “i.e. did not strike or lower our flags." || Hermoso placer de los dineros] Old ed. “Hormoso STEEV ENS (apud Dodsley's 0. P.). Piarer, de les Denirch."

Turkish) Old ed. “Spanish."
Enter Ferneze, &c.] The scene is the interior of the § luji'd and tack'd] Old ed. “left, and tonke."

|| stated) ie, estated, established, stationed.






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Brisco, thou shalt be Malta's general ;

Here comes Don Lodowick, the governor's son,
We and our warlike knights will follow thee One that I love for his good father's sake.
Against these barbarous misbelieving Turks.

Bosco. So shall you initate those you succeed;
For, when their hideous force environ'd Rhodes, Lod. I hear the wealthy Jew walked this way:
Small though the number was that kept the I'll seek him out, and so insinuate,

That I may have a sight of Abigail,
They fought it out, and not a man surviv'd For Don Mathias tells me she is fair.
To bring the hapless news to Christendom.

Bara. Now will I shew myself to have more of Pern. So will we fight it out: come, let's the serpent than the dove; that is, more knave away.

than fool.

[A8ıde. Proud daring Calymath, instead of gold,

Lod. Yond' walks the Jew : now for fair Abigail. We'll send thee bullets wrapt in smoke and fire : Bara. Ay, ay, no doubt but she's at your Claim tribute where thou wilt, we are resolv'd, - command.

[Aside. Honour is bought with blood, and not with gold. Lod. Barabas, thou know'st I am the governor's


Bara. I would you were his father too, sir ! Enter Officers', with ITHAMORE and other Slaves.

that's all the harm I wish you.—The slave looks First Off. Tbis is the market-place; here let

like a hog's cheek new-singed.

[Aside. 'ein stand ;

Lod. Whither walk'st thou, Barabas? Fear not their sale, for they'll be quickly bought.

Bara. No further : 'tis a custom held with us, Sec. Off. Every one's price is written on his

That when we speak with Gentiles like to you, back,

We turn into * the air to purge ourselves; And so much must they yield, or not be sold.

For unto us the promise doth belong. First Off. Here comes the Jew: had not his

Lod. Well, Barabas, canst help me to a goods been seiz'd,

diamond ? He'd give us present money for them all.

Bara. O, sir, your father had my diamonds :

Yet I have one left that will serve your turn. — Bara. In spite of these swine-eating Christians, I mean my daughter; but, ere he shall have her, (Unchosen nation, never circumcis d,

I'll sacrifice her on a pile of wood : Poor villains, such as weret ne'er thought upon

I ha' the poison of the cityt for him, Till Titus and Vespasian conquer'd us,)

And the white leprosy.

(A side. Ain I become as wealthy as I was.

Lod. What sparkle does it give without a foil ? They hop'd my daughter would ha' been a nun; Bara. The diamond that I talk of ne'er was But she's at home, and I have bought a house

foil'd :As great and fair as is the governor's :

But, when he touches it, it will be foil'd.-- * And there, in spite of Malta, will I dwell,

(Aside. Having Ferneze's band; whose heart I'll have,

Lord Lodowick, it sparkles bright and fair. Ay, and his son's too, or it shall go hard.

Lod. Is it square or pointed ? pray, let me

know. I ain not of the tribe of Levi, I, .

Bara. Pointed it is, good sir,—but not for you. That can so soon forget an injury.

(Aside. We Jews can fawn like spaniels when we plense;

Lod. I like it much the better. And when we grin we bite; yet are our looks

Bara. So do I too. As innocent and harmless as a lamb's.

Lod. How shews it by night? I learn'd in Florence how to kiss my hand,

Bara. Outshines Cynthia's rays :Heave up my shoulders when they call me dog,

You'll like it better far o' nights than days. And duck as low as any bare-foot friar;

(Aside. Hoping to see them starve upon a stall,

Lod. And what's the price ?
Or else be gather'd for in our synagogue,

Bara. Your life, an if you have it (Aside).--0
That, when the offering basin comes to me,
Even for charity I may spit into't.--

* into) ie. unto : see note t, p. 15. * Enter Oficere, &c.) The scene being the market-place.

city) The preceding editors have not questioned this + Poor villains, such as were] Old ed. “Such as poore

word, which I believe to be a misprint villaines were ", &c.

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We will not jar about the price : come to my An if he bas, he is worth three hundred plates, house,

So that, being bought, the town-seal might be got And I will give't your honour —with a vengeance. To keep him for his life-time from the gallows :

(Aside. The sessions-day is critical to thieves, Lod. No, Barabas, I will deserve it first. And few or none scape but by being purg'd. Bara. Good sir,

Lod. Rat'st thou this Moor but at two hundred Your father has deserv'd it at my hands,

plates ?
Who, of mere charity and Christian ruth,

Pirst Of. No more, my lord.
To bring me to religious purity,

Bara. Why sbould this Turk be dearer than
And, as it were, in catechising sort,

that Moor? To make me mindful of my mortal sins,

Pirst Off. Because he is young, and has more Against my will, and whether I would or no,

Seiz'd all I had, and thrust me out o' doors,

Bara. What, hast the philosopher's stone? an
And made my house a place for nuns most chaste. thou hast, break my head with it, I'll forgive thee.
Lod. No doubt your soul shall reap the fruit Slave.t No, sir; I can cut and shave.
of it.

Bara. Let me see, sirrah; are you not an old
Bara. Ay, but, my lord, the harvest is far off :

shaver ?
And yet I know the prayers of those nuns

Slave. Alas, sir, I am a very youth !
And holy friars, having money for their pains,

Bara. A youth ! I'll buy you, and marry you
Are wondrous ;—and indeed do no man good ;-

to Lady Vanity, I if you do well. [Aside.

Slave. I will serve you, sir.

Bara. Some wicked trick or other: it may be, And, seeing they are not idle, but still doing, 'Tis likely they in time may reap some fruit,

under colour of shaving, thou'lt cut my throat I mean, in fullness of perfection.

for my goods. Tell me, hast thou thy health

well? Lod. Good Barabas, glance not at our holy

Slave. Ay, passing well.

Bara. So much the worse : I must have one
Bara. No, but I do it through a burning zeal,-
Hoping ere long to set the house a-fire;

that's sickly, an't be but for sparing victuals : 'tis For, though they do a while increase and multiply,

not a stone of beef a-day will maintaiu you in I'll have a saying to that nunnery.—* (A side.

these chops.—Let me see one that's somewhat

As for the diamond, sir, I told you of,
Come home, and there's no price shall make us

Pirst Off. Here's a leaner; how like you him?

Bara. Where wast thou born?
Even for your honourable father's sake,

Itha. In Thrace ; brought up in Arabia.

Bara. So much the better; thou art for my It shall go bard but I will see your death.

turn. [Aside.

An hundred crowns? I'll have him ; there's But now I must be gone to buy a slave.

the coin. Lod. And, Barabas, I'll bear thee company.

[Gives money. Bara. Come, then; here's the market-place.

First Off. Then mark him, sir, and take him

What's the price of this slave? two hundred
crowns ! do the Turks weigh so much?

Bara. Ay, mark him, you were best; for this

is he
Pirst Off. Sir, that's his price.
Bara. What, can he steal, that you demand so
much ?

* plates] “i. e. pieces of silver money." STEEVENS (apud Belike he has some new trick for a purse ;

Dodsley's 0.P.).—Old ed. "plats."

Slare To the speeches of this Slate the old ed. prefixes “Itha." and “Ith.", confounding him with Itha

more. * ru have a saying to that nunnery) Compare Barnaby * Lady Vanity] So Jonson in his Fox, act il. HC. 3., Barnes's Dirils Charter, 1607;

Get you a cittern, lady Vanity,
“ Before I do this seruice, lie there, peece ;

And be a dealer with the virtuous man," &c. ;
For I must haue a saying to those bottels. He drinketh.
True stingo; stingo, by inine honour.

and in his Devil is on A88, act i. sc. 1.,

Satan. What Vice ? I must have a saying to you, sir, I must, though you

Pw. Why, any: Fraud, be prouided for his Holines owne mouth; I will be bould

Or Covetousness, or Lady Vanity, to be the Popes taster by his leaue." Sig. K 3.

Or old Iniquity.”


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That by my help shall do much villany.

Itha. Faith, sir, my birth is but mean; my

[Aside. name's Ithamore; my profession what you My lord, farewell.—Come, sirrah ; you are mine.- | please. As for the diamond, it shall be yours :

Bara. Hast thou no trade ? then listen to my I pray, sir, be no stranger at my house;

words, All that I have shall be at your command. And I will teach thee) that shall stick by thee:

First, be thou void of these affections,

Compassion, love, vain hope, and heartless fear;

Be mov'd at nothing, see thou pity none,
Math. What make the Jew and Lodowick so

But to thyself smile when the Christians moan. private ?

Itha. O, brave, master 1* I worship your poset I fear me 'tis about fair Abigail.


for this. Bara. [to Lod.) Yonder comes Don Mathias ;

Bara. As for myself, I walk abroad o' nights, let us stay:+

And kill sick people groaning under walls : He loves my daughter, and she holds him dear;

Sometimes I go about and poison wells; But I have sworn to frustrate both their hopes,

And now and then, to cherish Christian thieves, And be reveng'd upon the-governor. (Aside.

I am content to lose some of my crowns, (Exit LODOWICK.

That I may, walking in my gallery, Kath. This Moor is comeliest, is he not ? speak, See 'em go pinion'd along by my door.

Being young, I studied physic, and began Math. No, this is the better, mother, view this

To practise first upon the Italian; well.

There I enrich'd the priests with burials, Bara. Seem pot to know me here before your

And always kept the sexton's arms in ure I mother,

With digging graves and ringing dead men's Lest she mistrust the match that is in hand :

* And, after that, was I an engineer, [knells: When you have brought her home, come to my

And in the wars 't wixt France and Germany, house;

Under pretence of helping Charles the Fifth, Think of me as thy father: son, farewell.

Slew friend and enemy with my stratagems: Math. But wherefore talk'd Don Lodowick with

Then, after that, was I an usurer, you?

And with extorting, cozening, forfeiting, Bara. Tush, man ! we talk'd of diamonds, not

And tricks belonging unto brokery, of Abigail.

I fill'd the gaols with bankrupts in a year, Kath. Tell me, Mathias, is not that the Jew!

And with young orphans planted hospitals ; Bara. As for the comment on the Maccabees,

And every moon made some or other mad, I have it, sir, and 'tis at your command.

And now and then one bang himself for grief, Math. Yes, madam, and my talk with him

Pinning upon his breast a long great scroll was I

How I with interest tormented him. About the borrowing of a book or two.

But mark how I am blest for plaguing them ;Kath. Converse not with him; he is cast off I have as much coin as will buy the town. from heaven.

But tell me now, bow hast thou spent thy time? Thou hast thy crowns, fellow.-Come, let's away.

Itha. Faith, master, Math. Sirrah Jew, remember the book.

In setting Christian villages on fire, Bara. Marry, will I, sir.

Chaining of eunuchs, binding galley-slaves. [Exeunt KATHARINE and MATHIAS.

One time I was an hostler in an inn, First Off. Come, I have made a reasonable

And in the night-time secretly would I steal market; let's away. (Ereunt Officers with Slaves.

0, brave, master] The modern editors strike out the Bara. Now let me know thy name, and there

comma after "brare", understanding that word as an withal

epithet to “master": but compare what Ithamore says Thy birth, condition, and profession.

to Barabas in act iv. : “That's brave, master," p. 165, first

t your nose) An allusion to the large artificial nose, * Katharine) Old ed. " Moter."— The name of Mathias's with which Barabas was represented on the stage. See mother was, as we afterwards learn, Katharine.

the passage cited from W. Rowley's Search for Money, t stay) i.e. forbear, break off our conversation.

1609, in the Account of Marlowe and his Writings. I was] Qy. "was but "!

| ure) i e. use, practice.

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