The Jew of Malta.
And let me lodge where I was wont to lye,
I doe not doubt by your divine precepts
And mine owne industry, but to profit much.
Bar.
As much I hope as all I hid is worth.aside.
Abb.
Come daughter, follow us.
Bar.
Why how now Abigall, what mak'st thou
Amongst these hateful Christians?
1.Fry.
Hinder her not, thou man of little faith,
For she has mortified her selfe.
Bar.
How! mortified!
1.Fry.
And is admitted to the Sister-hood.
Bar.
Child of perdition, and thy fathers shame,
What wilt thou doe among these hatefull fiends?
I charge thee on my blessing that thou leave
These divels, and their damned heresie.
Abig.
Father give me
Bar.
Nay, backe, Abigall,
And thinke upon the Jewels and the gold,Whispers to her.
The boord is marked thus that covers it.
Away accursed from thy fathers sight.
1.Fry.
Barabas, although thou art in mis-beleefe,
And wilt not see thine owne afflictions,
Yet let thy daughter be no longer blinde.
Bar.
Blind, Fryer, I wrecke not thy perswasions.
The boord is marked thus † that covers it.
For I had rather dye, than see her thus.
Wilt thou forsake mee too in my distresse,
Seduced Daughter, Goe forget not. aside to her.
Becomes it Jewes to be so credulous,
To morrow early Il'e be at the doore. aside to her.
No come not at me, if thou wilt be damn'd,
Forget me, see me not, and so be gone.
Farewell, Remember to morrow morning. aside.
Out, out thou wretch.
Enter Mathias.
Math.
Whose this? Faire Abigall the rich Jewes daughter
Become a Nun, her fathers sudden fall
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