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Their souls are soon dissolv'd in elements :
[The clock strikes twelve.
[Thunder. Enter Devils. And fall into the ocean, ne'er be found ! 0, mercy, heaven ! look not so fierce on me ! Adders and serpents, let me breathe a while ! Ugly hell, gape not ! come not, Lucifer ! I'll burn my books !–0 Mephistophilis !
(Eseunt Devils with FAUSTUS.
BARABAS BROODS UPON HIS WEALTH.
ACT I., SCENE 1. Bara. So that of thus much that return was made ; And of the third part of the Persian ships There was the venture summ'd and satisfied. As for those Sanvites, and the men of Uz, That bought my Spanish oils and wines of Greece, Here have I purs'd their paltry silverlings. Fie, what a trouble 'tis to count this trash ! Well fare the Arabians, who so richly pay The things they traffic for with wedge of gold, Whereof a man may easily in a day Tell that which may maintain him all his life. The needy groom, that never finger'd groat, Would make a niracle of thus much coin ; But he whose steel-barr'd coffers are cramm'd full, And all his life-time hath been tired, Wearying his fingers' ends with telling it, Would in his age be loath to labour so, And for a pound to sweat himself to death.
Give me the merchants of the Indian mines,
THE JEW AND HIS DAUGHTER.
Act II, SCENE 1.
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.-0, Thou, that with a fiery pillar ledd'st The sons of Israel through the dismal shades, Light Abraham's offspring ; and direct the hand Of Abigail this night! or let the day Turn to eternal darkness after this No sleep can fasten on my watchful eyes, Nor quiet enter my distemper'd thoughts, Till I have answer from my Abigail.
[Enter ABIGAIL above. Abig. Now have I happily 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, which he hid.
Bara. Now I remember those old women's words, Who in my wealth would tell me winter's tales, And speak of spirits and ghosts that glide by night About the place were treasure hath been hid : And now methinks that I am one of those ;
For, whilst I live, here lives my soul's sole hope,
Bara. Bueno para todos mi ganado no era :
Abig. Who's that?
Bara. O my girl,
[Hugs the bags.