Marlowe, Christopher · published 1633 · first performed or written 1589 [c.1589-1590] (Annals) tragedy · Unknown · before the Court unassigned nearest T57 Ships, merchants and pirates · 476 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T57: ship, sea, master, sail, home, money, pisaro, life, ships, till.
Barabas, thy ships are safe, Riding in Malta Rhode: And all the Merchants With other Merchandise are safe arrived, And have sent me to know whether yourself Will come and custom them. The ships are safe thou sayst, and richly fraught. They are. Why then go bid them come ashore, And bring with them their bills of entry: I hope our credit in the Customhouse Will serve as well as I were present there. Go send 'em threescore Camels, thirty Mules, And twenty Waggons to bring up the ware. But art thou master in a ship of mine, And is thy credit not enough for that? The very Custom barely comes to more Than many Merchants of the Town are worth, And therefore far exceeds my credit, Sir. Go tell 'em the Iew of Malta sent thee, man. Tush, who amongst 'em knows not Barabas? I go. So then, there's somewhat come. Sirrah, which of my ships art thou Master off? Of the Speranza, Sir. And sawst thou not mine Argosy at Alexandria Thou couldst 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. I neither saw them, nor inquired of them. But this we heard some of our seamen say, They wondered how you durst with so much wealth Trust such a crazed Vessel, and so far. Tush; they are wise, I know her and her strength: By go, go thou thy ways, discharge thy Ship, And bid my Factor bring his loading in. And yet I wonder at this Argosy, Thine Argosy from Alexandria, Know Barabas doth ride in Malta Rhode. Laden with riches, and exceeding store Of Persian silks, of gold, and Orient Pearl: How chance you came not with those other ship That sailed by Egypt? Sir we saw 'em not. Belike they coasted round by Candie 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. 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. Oh they were going up to Sicily: well, go And bid the Merchants and my men dispatch And come ashore, and see the fraught discharged. I go. Thus trolls 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 Abraham's happiness: What more may Heaven do for earthly man Then thus to pour out plenty in their laps, Ripping the bowels of the earth for them, Making the Sea their servants, and the winds To drive their substance with successful blasts? Who hateth me but for my happiness?
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Barabas, thy ships are safe, Riding in Malta Rhode: And all the Merchants With other Merchandize are safe arriu'd, And haue sent me to know whether your selfe Will come and custome them. The ships are safe thou saist, and richly fraught. They are. VVhy then goe bid them come ashore, And bring with them their bils of entry: I hope our credit in the Custome-house Will serue as well as I were present there. Goe send 'm threescore Camels, thirty Mules, And twenty Waggons to bring vp the ware. But art thou master in a ship of mine, And is thy credit not enough for that? The very Custome barely comes to more Then many Merchants of the Towne are worth, And therefore farre exceeds my credit, Sir. Goe tell 'em the Iew of Malta sent thee, man. Tush, who amongst 'em knowes not Barrabas? I goe. So then, there's somewhat ome. Sirra, which of my ships art thou Master off? Of the Speranza, Sir. And saw'st thou not mine Argosie at Alexandria Thou couldst not come from Egypt, or by Caire But at the entry there into the sea, Where Nilus payes his tribute to the maine, Thou needs must saile by Alexandria. I neither saw them, nor inquir'd of them. But this we heard some of our sea-men say, They wondred how you durst with so much wealth Trust such a crazed Vessell, and so farre. Tush; they are wise, I know her and her strength: By goe, goe thou thy wayes, discharge thy Ship, And bid my Factor bring his loading in. And yet I wonder at his Argosie, Thine Argosie from Alexandria, Know Barabas doth ride in Malta Rhode. Laden with riches, and exceeding store Of Persian silkes, of gold, and Orient Perle: How chance you came not with those other ship That sail'd by Egypt? Sir we saw 'em not. Belike they coasted round by Candie shoare About their Oyles, or other businesses. But 'twas ill done of you to come so farre Without the ayd or conduct of their ships. Sir, we were wafted by a Spanish Fleet That neuer let vs till within a league, That had the Gallies of the Turke in chase. Oh they were going vp to Sicily: well, goe And bid the Merchants and my men dispatch And come ashore, and see the fraught discharg'd. I goe. Thus trowles our fortune in by land and Sea, And thus are wee on enery side inrich'd: These are the Blessings promis'd to the Iewes, And herein was old Abrams happinesse: What more may Heaven doe for earthly man Then thus to powre out plenty in their laps, Ripping the bowels of the earth for them, Making the Sea their seruants, and the winds To driue their substance with successefull blasts? Who hateth me but for my happinesse?