The Jew of Malta.
Gov.
Nay, Selim, stay, for since we have thee here,
We will not let thee part so suddenly:
Besides, if we should let thee goe, all's one,
For with thy Gallyes couldst thou not get hence,
Without fresh men to rigge and furnish them.
Caly.
Tush, Governor, take thou no care for that,
My men are all aboord,
And doe attend my comming there by this.
Gov.
Why hardst thou not the trumpet sound a charge?
Caly.
Yes, what of that?
Gov.
Why then the house was fir'd,
Blowne up, and all thy souldiers massacred.
Caly.
Oh monstrous treason!
Gov.
A Jewes curtesie:
For he that did by treason worke our fall,
By treason hath delivered thee to us:
Know therefore, till thy father hath made good
The ruines done to Malta and to us,
Thou canst not part: for Malta shall be freed,
Or Selim ne're returne to Ottamen.
Caly.
Nay rather, Christians, let me goe to Turkey
In person there to meditate your peace;
To keepe me here will nought advantage you.
Gov.
Content thee, Calymath, here thou must stay,
And live in Malta prisoner; for come call the world
To rescue thee, so will we guard us now,
As sooner shall they drinke the Ocean dry,
Then conquer Malta, or endanger us.
So march away, and let due praise be given
Neither to Fate nor Fottune, but to Heaven.
FINIS.
