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But thou wo't not believe me: had he lived, Not such a full stream of happiness; Heaven dis-
He had been thine; that minute took him hence,
Wherein I first resolved to ha' given thee to him. To meet it quickly!

Eug. Oh! do not mock me, sir, to add to my Peren. Here are strange turnings! see, he stirs !
Afiction; you ne'er would give me to hiin! Rol. Where am I now ? no matter where I be;
Duke. May heaven forgive me never then; but 'Tis heaven if my Eugenia meet me here :
what

She made some proniise sure to such a purpose.
Avails too late compunction? Noble gentleman! This music sounds divinely. Ha, Eugenia!
Thou shalt have princely funeral, and carry 'Tis so; let's dwell here for eternity,
On thy cold marble the inscription of

If I be dead, I wo'not live again ;
Our son in death, and my Eugenia's husband. If living -Ha! I'm lost, lost for ever.

Fulv. Madam, this sorrow for his loss is real. Duke. Not found till now: take her, a gift from We met the Florentine ambassador,

me, Who told me the expectation of that prince And call me father. Was now dissolved, and messengers were sent Rol. I am not yet awake. Το stay the execution.

Eug. Thou art, Philenzo, and all this is truth; Duke, Who now

My father is converted. Shall marry my Eugenia? I have undone

Rol. 'Tis a miracle ! The hope of our posterity.

Duke. You must believe it: Eug. Not so, sir;

In sign how we are pleased, proclaim this day, If yet you'll give me leave to make my choice, Through Mantua, a pardon to all offenders, l'il not despair to find a husband.

As amply as when we took our crown.
Duke. Where?

Morel. Then my petticoat is discharged.
Eug. Here, royal sir; Philenzo is not dead, Dond. Now, lady, you are free.
But made, by virtue of a drink, to seem so;

Grul. Make me happy to renew my suit. Thus to prevent his suffering, that I inight,

Mor. And mine. Shall's to barlibreak ? 29 Or other friend by my confederacy,

I was in hell last; 'tis little less to be in a pettiBy beyging of his body fit for burial,

coat sometimes. Preserve him from your anger.

Rol. Madarn, vouchsafe him kiss your hand; Duke. Do'st not mock me?

We owe him much. [Presenting Bonamico, Eug. Let me beg your pardou :

Duke. We'll take him to our service. Confident of your change to mercy, I have

Bon. I am too much honoured. Confessed what terror could not force me to. Duke. And you into our bosom. This day shall

Be consecrate to triumph; and may time, Enter Morello, Bonamico, and Ladies.

When 'tis decreed the world shall have an end, Grut. This is pretty, Dondolo.

By revolution of the year, make this
Duke. Blessings fall doubly on thee! The day that shall conclude all memories!
Eug. He expects

[Ereunt,

29 Barlibreak-Littleton explains Chorus circularis, “ Barley-break, when they dance taking handa round." So, in The Virgin Martyr, A. 5. S. 1 :

“ He is at Barli-break, and the last couple are now in hell." The Guardian, A. 1. S. 1. : " Hey-day! there are a legion of young Cupids

At Barli-break."
A new Wonder, A Woman never vext, 1632, A. 1.:

If you find my mistris
Have a mind to this coupling at barly-breake,

Let her not be the last couple to be left in hell."
Reynard's Deliverance of 266 Christians, 1608. Sign. A. 3. :

" or rather, as lovers roming after young damosels at barli-breake,"

EDITION. The Bird in a Cage, a Comedie, as it hath beene presented at the Phoenix in Drury-lane. The author James Shirley, servant to her Majesty :-Javeli

. Satyra 7, Et spes et ratio Studiorum in Cea sare tantum. London, printed by B. Alsop and T. Fawcet, for William Cooke; and are to be sold at his shop neere Furnivals Inne Ğate, in Holborne. 1633. 4to. VOL. I.

21

THE

JEW OF MALTA.

BY

CHRISTOPHER MARLOW.

TO MY WORTIY FRIEND

MR THOMAS HAMMON,

OF GRAY's inx, &c.

Tuis Play, composed by so worthy an author as Mr Marlow, and the part of the Jew presented by so inimitable an actor as Mr Allen,* being in this latter age commended to the stage : as I ushered 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 press, I was loth it should be published without the ornament of an epistle; making choice of you unto whom to devote it; than whom (of all those gentleinen and acquaintance, within the compass of my long knowledge) there is none more able to tax ignorance, or attribute right to merit. Sir, you have been pleased to grace some of mine own works with your courteous patronage : I hope this will not be the worse accepted, because commended by me ; over whom, none can claim more power or privilege than yourself. I had no better a new-year's gift to present you with; receive it therefore as a continuance of that inviolable oblige ment, by which he rests still engaged, who, as he ever hath, shall always remain

Tuissimus,
THO. HEYWOOD t.

THE PROLOGUE SPOKEN AT COURT.

Gracious and great, that we so boldly dare,
(Mongst other plays that now in fashion are)
To present this, writ many years agone,
And in that age thought second unto none;
We humbly crave your pardon : we pursue
The story of a rich and famous Jew,

Who lived in Malta : you shall find him still,
In all his projects, a sound Machiavel;
And that's his character: he that hath past
So many censures, is now come at last
To have your princely ears; grace you him then,
You crown the action, and renown the pen.

The praises bestowed on this excellent actor and worthy man, by his contemporaries, would be selficient to send his name down to posterity with honour, independent of the noble endowment which be founded at vulwich. He was born in Londoe on the 1st of September, 1566, was early introduced 10 the stage, and appears to bave been at the head of his profession, by which he acquired a considerable fortune. He retired to Dulwich several years before bis death, which happened on the 25th of Novem. ber, 1626. See his life in the Biographia Britannica.

Thomas Heywood. See an account of him, page 1 of this volume.

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Marlow.

+ Allen 1 Perkins. This was Richard Perkins, one of the performers belonging to the Cockpit theatre in Drury-Lane. His name is printed among those who acted in Hannibal and Scipio, by Nabbes; The Wedding, by Shirley; and The Fair Maid of the West, by Heyroodd. After the playhouses were shut up, on account of the confusion arising from the civil wars, Perkins and Sumner, who belonged to the same bouse, lived together at Clerkenwell, where they died and were buried. They both died some years be. fore the Restoration. See The Dialogue on Plays and Players, vol. xii.

THE

JEW OF MALTA. *

ACT I.

Enter MACHIAVEL.

He had never bellowed in a brazen ball.

Of great ones envy; o'the poor petty wights, Mach. Albeit the world think Machiavel is Let ine be ervied and not pitied! dead,

But whither am I bound ? 'I come not, I, Yet was his soul but flown beyond the Alps, To read a lecture here in Britain, And, now the Guize' is dead, is come from France But to present the Tragedy of a Jew, To view this land, and frolic with his friends. Who smiles to see how full bis bags are crammed, To some perhaps my name is ndious;

Which money was not got without my means. But such as love me, guard me from their tongues, I crave but this-grace him as he deserves, And let them know that I am Machiavel, And let him not be entertained the worse And weigh not men, and therefore not men's Because he favours me.

words. Admired I am of those that hate me most;

Enter Barabas in his Counting-house, with heaps Though some speak openly against my books,

of Gold before him. Yet will they read me, and thereby attain

Bar. So that of thus much that return was To Peter's chair; and when they cast me off,

made. Are poisoned by my climbing followers. And of the third part of the Persian ships, I count religion but a childish toy,

There was the venture summed and satisfied. And hold there is no sin but ignorance.

As for those Samintes, and the men of Uzz, Birds of the air will tell of murders past; That bought my Spanish oils, and wines of Greece, I am ashamed to hear such foolerics.

Here have I purst their paltry silverbings.* Many will talk of title to a crown.

Fie; what a trouble 'tis to count this trash! What right had Cæsar to the empery??

Well fare the Arabians, who so richly pay Might first made kings, and laws were then most The things they traffic for with wedge of gold,

Whereof a man may easily in a day When, like the Draco's 3, they were writ in blood. Tell that which may maintain him all his life. Hence comes it, that a strong-built citarlel The needy groom, that never fingered groat, Commands much more than letters can import; Would make a miracle of thus much coin; Which maxim had but Phalaris observed, But he whose steel-barr'd coffers are cramni'd full,

sure

• This play, though not printed earlier than 1633, was, with the ballad on the same subject, intituled, The murtherous Lyfe and terrible death of the Rich Jewc of Malla, entered on the Stationers books May 1594. See Mr Steevens's note to The Merchant of Venice.

The Guize.-i. e. the Duke of Guise, who had been the principal contriver and actor in the horrid massacre on St Bartholomew's day, 1572. lle met with his deserved fate, being assassinated, by order of the French king, in 1588.

2 Empery — The quarto edition reads empire: but to complete the verse, we should read empery; word that occurs ofien in our ancient plays. S.

3 Draco's-i.e. The severe law-giver of Athens ; “ whose statutes,” said Demades, “ were not wrilten with ink, but blood.” S.

* Silverbings.--I am unacquainted with any such word : perhaps we should read silverings, or silverlings; a diminutive, to express the Jew's contempt of a metal inferior in value to gold. S.

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Mer. I go.

And all his life-time hath been tired,

Than many merchants of the town are worth; Wearing his fingers ends with telling it,

And therefore far exceeds my credit, sir. Would in bis age be loth to labour so,

Bar. Go tell 'em the Jew of Malta sent thee, And for a pound to sweat himself to death.

man ; Give me the merchants of the Indian mines, Tush, who amongst 'em knows not Barabas? That trade in metal of the purest mould; The wealthy Moor, that in the Eastern rocks Bar. So then, there's somewhat come. Without controul can pick his riches up, Sirrah, which of my ships art thou master of? And in his house hcap pearl like pebble-stones; Mer. Of the Speranza, sir. Receive them free, and sell them by the weight; Bar. And saw'st thou not mine Argosie at Bags of fiery opals, saphires, amethysts,

Alexandria? Jacints, hard topas, grass-green emeralds,

Thou couldst not come from Egypt, or by Cairo, Beauteous rubies, sparkling diamonds,

But at the entry there into the sea,
And seld seen costly stones of so great price, Where Nilus pays his tribute to the inain ;
As one of them, indifferently rated,

Thou needs must sail by Alexandria.
And of a carrect of this quantity,

Mer. I neither saw them, nor enquired of them; May serve, in peril of calamity,

But this we heard some of our seamen say, To ransom great kings from captivity.

They wondered how you durst, with so much This is the ware wherein consists my wealth ;

wealth, And thus methinks should men of judgment frame Trust such a crazy vessel, and so far. Their means of traffic from the vulgar trade; Bur. Tush, they are wise; I know her and her And as their wealth increaseth, so inclose

strength; Infinite riches in a little room.

Bye, go, go thou thy ways, discharge thy ship, But now how stands the wind ?

And bid my factor bring his loading in; Into what corner peers iny halcyon's bill??

[Exit 1 Merchant. Ha! to the east? yes; see how stand the vanes? | And yet I wonder at this Argosie. East and by south; why, then I hope my ships

Enter a 2d Merchant.
I sent for Egypt and the bordering isles
Are gotten up by Nilus' winding banks;

2 Mer. Thine Argosie from Alexandria, Mine Argosie from Alexandria,

Know, Barabas, doth ride in Malta Road, Loaden with spice and silks, now under sail, Laden with riches and exceeding store Are smoothly gliding down by Candy shore Of Persian silks, of gold, and orient pearl. To Malta, through our Mediterranean sea.

Bar. How chance you came not with those other But who comes here? how now?

ships,

That sailed by Egypt?
Enter a Merchant.

2 Mer. Sir, we saw 'em not. Mer. Barabas, thy ships are safe

Bar. Belike they coasted round by Candy shore, Riding in Malta Road; and all the merciants About their oils, or other businesses; With other merchandize are safe arrived, But 'twas ill done of you to coine so far And have sent me to know whether yourself Without the aid or conduct of their ships. Will come and custom them. 8

2 Mer. Sir, we were wafted by a Spanish fleet, Bar. The ships are safe thou sayst, and richly That never left us till within a league, fraught?

That had the galleys of the Turk in chase. Aler. They are.

Bar. Oh, they were going up to Sicily; well go Bar. Why then go bid them come ashore, And bid the merchants and my wen dispatch And bring with them their bills of entry: And come ashore, and see the freight discharged. I hope our credit in the custom-house

2 Mer. I go.

[Erit. Will serve as well as I were present there.

Bar. Thus trouls our fortune in by land and sea, Go send them threescore camels, thirty mules, And thus are we on every side enriched; And twenty waggons to bring up the ware. These are the blessings promised to the Jews, But art thou master in a ship of mine;

And herein was old Abraham's happiness. And is thy credit not enough for that?

What more may heaven do for earthly man, Mer. The very custom barely comes to more Than thus to pour out plenty in their laps,

5 Seld seen-i. e. rarely beheld. A carrector carat, a weight of four grains, with which diamonds are weighed. $. ? Into what corner peers my halcyon's bill? It'was anciently believed, that this bird, (the King Fisher} if hung up, would vary with the wind, and by that means shew from what quarter it blew. See note on King Lear, vol. 9. p. 419. edit. 1778.

$ Custom them.i. e. enter the goods they contain at the custom-house.

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