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قراءة كتاب The Works of Christopher Marlowe, Vol. 2 (of 3)
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The Works of Christopher Marlowe, Vol. 2 (of 3)
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exceeds my credit, sir.
Bar. Go tell 'em the Jew of Malta sent thee, man: Tush! who amongst 'em knows not Barabas?
Merch. I go.
Bar. So then, there's somewhat come.70 Sirrah, which of my ships art thou master of?
Merch. Of the Speranza, sir.
Bar. And saw'st thou not Mine argosy at Alexandria? Thou could'st not come from Egypt, or by Caire, But at the entry there into the sea, Where Nilus pays his tribute to the main, Thou needs must sail by Alexandria.
Merch. I neither saw them, nor inquired of them: But this we heard some of our seamen say,80 They wondered how you durst with so much wealth Trust such a crazèd vessel, and so far.
Bar. Tush, they are wise! I know her and her strength. But [16] go, go thou thy ways, discharge thy ship, And bid my factor bring his loading in. [Exit Merch. And yet I wonder at this argosy.
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.90
Bar. How chance you came not with those other ships That sailed by Eygpt?
2 Merch. Sir, we saw 'em not.
Bar. Belike they coasted round by Candy shore About their oils, or other businesses. But 'twas ill done of you to come so far Without the aid or conduct of their ships.
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.100
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 discharged.
2 Merch. I go. [Exit.
Bar. Thus trowls our fortune in by land and sea, And thus are we on every side enriched: These are the blessings promised to the Jews, And herein was old Abram's happiness: What more may heaven do for earthly man110 Than thus to pour out plenty in their laps, Ripping the bowels of the earth for them, Making the sea[s] their servants, and the winds To drive their substance with successful blasts? Who hateth me but for my happiness? Or who is honoured now but for his wealth? Rather had I a Jew be hated thus, Than pitied in a Christian poverty: For I can see no fruits in all their faith, But malice, falsehood, and excessive pride,120 Which methinks fits not their profession. Haply some hapless man hath conscience. And for his conscience lives in beggary. They say we are a scattered nation: I cannot tell, but we have scambled[17] up More wealth by far than those that brag of faith. There's Kirriah Jairim, the great Jew of Greece, Obed in Bairseth, Nones in Portugal, Myself in Malta, some in Italy, Many in France, and wealthy every one;130 I, wealthier far than any Christian. 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, Or urged by force; and nothing violent, Oft have I heard tell, can be permanent. Give us a peaceful rule, make Christians kings, That thirst so much for principality. I have no charge, nor many children, But one sole daughter, whom I hold as dear140 As Agamemnon did his Iphigene: And all I have is hers. But who comes here?
Enter three Jews.[18]
1 Jew. Tush, tell not me; 'twas done of policy.
2 Jew. Come, therefore, let us go to Barabas, For he can counsel best in these affairs; And here he comes.
Bar. Why, how now, countrymen! Why flock you thus to me in multitudes? What accident's betided to the Jews?
1 Jew. A fleet of warlike galleys, Barabas,150 Are come from Turkey, and lie in our road: And they this day sit in the council-house To entertain them and their embassy.
Bar. Why, let 'em come, so they come not to war; Or let 'em war, so we be conquerors— Nay, let 'em combat, conquer, and kill all! So they spare me, my daughter, and my wealth. [Aside.
1 Jew. Were it for confirmation of a league, They would not come in warlike manner thus.
2 Jew. I fear their coming will afflict us all.160
Bar. Fond men! what dream you of their