Whence none can possibly escape alive: Into a deep pit past recovery. Here, hold that knife, and when thou seest he comes, A warning-piece shall be shot off from the tower, By treachery, and sell 'em by deceit ? Now tell me, worldlings, underneath the sun, If greater falsehood ever has been done, Enter CALYMATH and BASHAWS. CALY. Come, my companion bashaws, see I pray How busy Barabas is there above To entertain us in his gallery; Let us salute him. Save thee, Barabas! BAR. Welcome great Calymath! Gov. How the slave jeers at him? BAR. Will't please thee, mighty Selim Calymath, To ascend our homely stairs? CALY. Aye, Barabas, come bashaws, attend. Gov. Stay, Calymath! For I will shew thee greater courtesy Than Barabas would have afforded thee. [A charge, the cable cut, a caldron discovered. CALY. How now, what means this! BAR. Help, help me, Christians, help. Gov. See Calymath, this was devis'd for thee. See his end first, and fly then if thou canst. BAR. Oh help me, Selim, help me, Christians! Gov. Should I in pity of thy plaints or thee, But wish thou hadst behav'd thee otherwise. Gov. No, villain, no. BAR. And villains, know you cannot help me now. Then Barabas breathe forth thy latest fate, And in the fury of thy torments, strive To end thy life with resolution: Know, governor, 'twas I that slew thy son; I fram'd the challenge that did make them meet: To pinch me with intolerable pangs: Die life, fly soul, tongue curse thy fill, and die ! [Dies. CALY. Tell me, you Christians, what doth this portend? Gov. This train he laid to have intrapp'd thy life; Now Selim note the unhallowed deeds of Jews: Thus he determin'd to have handled thee, But I have rather chose to save thy life. CALY. Was this the banquet he prepar'd for us? For with thy gallies couldst thou not get hence, CALY. Tush, governor, take thou no care for that, My men are all aboard, And do attend my coming there by this. Gov. Why heard'st thou not the trumpet sound a charge? CALY. Yes, what of that? Gov. Why then the house was fir'd, Blown up, and all thy soldiers massacred. CALY. Oh monstrous treason! Gov. A Jew's courtesy: For he that did by treason work our fall, Know therefore, till thy father hath made good Thou canst not part: for Malta shall be freed, In CALY. Nay rather, Christians, let me go to Turkey, person there to mediate your peace; To keep me here will nought advantage you. Gov. Content thee, Calymath, here thou must stay, And live in Malta prisoner; for come all the world To rescue thee, so will we guard us now, As sooner shall they drink the ocean dry, So march away, and let due praise be given Neither to fate nor fortune, but to heaven. [Exeunt. |