ALBEIT the world think Machiavel is dead, To some perhaps my name is odious, But such as love me guard me from their tongues; And weigh not men, and therefore not men's words. Though some speak openly against my books, I count religion but a childish toy, And hold there is no sin but ignorance. "Birds of the air will tell of murders past!" I am asham'd to hear such fooleries. Many will talk of title to a crown: What right had Cæsar to the empery ?? Might first made kings, and laws were then most sure When, like the Draco's, they were writ in blood. Hence comes it that a strong-built citadel Commands much more than letters can import; He had never bellowed, in a brazen bull, Of great ones' envy. O' the poor petty wights But whither am I bound? I come not, I, To read a lecture here in Britain, But to present the tragedy of a Jew, Who smiles to see how full his bags are cramm'd, [Exit.] 1 The Duc de Guise, who had organised the Massacre of St. Bartholomew in 1572, was assassinated in 1588. 1 Q. Empire. [ACT I SCENE 1.] Enter BARABAS in his counting-house, with heaps of gold before him. Bar. So that of thus much that return was made: And of the third part of the Persian ships, Here have I purs'd their paltry silverlings. 5 10 Tell that which may maintain him all his life. 15 20 And all his lifetime hath been tired, 25 30 [But] go, go thou thy ways, discharge thy ship, And bid my factor bring his loading in. And yet I wonder at this argosy. [Exit Merch.] Enter a second Merchant. 85 2 Merch. Thine argosy from Alexandria, Know, Barabas, doth ride in Malta-road, Laden with riches, and exceeding store Of Persian silks, of gold, and orient pearl. Bar. How chance you came not with those other ships That sail'd by Egypt? 2 Merch. Sir, we saw 'em not. Bar. Belike they coasted round by Candy shore About their oils, or other businesses. But 't was ill done of you to come so far Without the aid or conduct of their ships. 90 95 2 Merch. Sir, we were wafted by a Spanish fleet, That never left us till within a league, That had the galleys of the Turk in chase. Bar. O they were going up to Sicily. Well, go, And bid the merchants and my men despatch And come ashore, and see the fraught discharg'd. Enter them at the custom-house. 100 105 And thus are we on every side enrich'd. Or who is honour'd now but for his wealth? 111 115 120 I cannot tell, but we have scambled 2 up There's Kirriah Jairim, the great Jew of Greece, Many in France, and wealthy every one; I must confess we come not to be kings; That's not our fault: alas, our number's few, And crowns come either by succession, 125 130 What need they treat of peace that are in league? The Turks and those of Malta are in league. 1 Jew. Why, Barabas, they come for peace or Bar. Do so. Farewell, Zaareth; farewell, Temainte. [Exeunt Jews.] 175 16 And, Barabas, now search this secret out; [SCENE II.] 8 184 [Exit.] Enter [FERNEZE,] Governor of Malta, Knights, [and Officers;] met by Bassoes of the Turk; CALYMATH. Fern. Now, Bassoes, what demand you at our hands? 1 Bas. Know, Knights of Malta, that we came from Rhodes, From Cyprus, Candy, and those other Isles Fern. What 's Cyprus, Candy, and those other Isles To us or Malta? What at our hands demand ye? Cal. The ten years' tribute that remains unpaid. Fern. Alas! my lord, the sum is over-great, I hope your highness will consider us. 7 Misquoted from Terence's Andria, iv. 1, 12. The words should be "Proximus sum egomet mihi." (Ellis.) 8 Inside the council-house. Bashaws or Pashas Fern. Then let the rich increase your portions. Bar. Are strangers with your tribute to be tax'd? 2 Knight. Have strangers leave with us to get their wealth? 60 65 Then let them with us contribute. Fern. Read on. 70 Reader. "Secondly, he that denies to pay shall straight become a Christian.' Bar. How, a Christian? Hum, what's here to do? [Aside.] Reader. Lastly, he that denies this shall absolutely lose all he has." All three Jews. O my lord, we will give half. Bar. O earth-mettl'd villains, and no Hebrews born! 80 And will you basely thus submit yourselves Bar. Why, know you what you did by this device? Half of my substance is a city's wealth. 85 90 Bar. Corpo di Dio! stay! you shall have half; Let me be us'd but as my brethren are. Fern. No, Jew, thou hast denied the articles, And now it cannot be recall'd. [Exeunt Officers, on a sign from FERNEZE.] Bar. Will you then steal my goods? Is theft the ground of your religion? Fern. No, Jew, we take particularly thine To save the ruin of a multitude; And better one want for the common good Than many perish for a private man. Yet, Barabas, we will not banish thee, 95 100 But here in Malta, where thou gott'st thy wealth, Live still; and, if thou canst, get more. 105 1 Knight. From naught at first thou cam'st to little wealth, From little unto more, from more to most. 110 Bar. What, bring you Scripture to confirm your wrongs? 115 Preach me not out of my possessions. 120 125 For that is theft; and if you rob me thus, Convert his mansion to a nunnery; 130 His house will harbour many holy nuns. Fern. It shall be so. Now, officers, have you done? Off. Ay, my lord, we have seiz'd upon the goods And wares of Barabas, which being valued, Amount to more than all the wealth in Malta. 135 And of the other we have seized half. [Fern. Then we 'll take order for the residue. Bar. Well then, my lord, say, are you satisfied? You have my goods, my money, and my wealth, Is far from us and our profession. Bar. Why, I esteem the injury far less 145 You have my wealth, the labour of my life, 150 The comfort of mine age, my children's hope, And therefore ne'er distinguish of the wrong. Fern. Content thee, Barabas, thou hast naught but right. Bar. Your extreme right does me exceeding Pray, leave me in my patience. You that Were ne'er possess'd of wealth, are pleas'd with want; But give him liberty at least to mourn, 205 210 1 Jew. Come, let us leave him; in his ireful mood Our words will but increase his ecstasy. 2 2 Jew. On, then; but trust me 't is a misery To see a man in such affliction. Farewell, Barabas! Bar. Exeunt [the three Jews.] Ay, fare you well. 1 For I have toiled only to inherit the months, etc., which have been, etc. 2 Violent emotion. |