Marlowe, Christopher · published 1633 · first performed or written 1589 [c.1589-1590] (Annals) tragedy · Unknown · before the Court unassigned nearest T5 Christian faith, sin and salvation · 493 words
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Thou hast offended, therefore must be damned. I fear they know we sent the poisoned broth. And so do I, master, therefore speak 'em fair. Barabas, thou hast— ay, that thou hast— True, I have money, what though I have? Thou art a— ay, that thou art a— What needs all this? I know I am a Iew. Thy daughter— ay, thy daughter,— Oh speak not of her, than I die with grief. Remember that— ay, remember that— I must needs say that I have been a great usurer. Thou hast committed— Fornication? but that was in another Country: And beside, the Wench is dead. ay, but Barabas remember Mathias and Don Lodowick. Why, what of them? I will not say that by a forged challenge they met. She has confessed, and we are both undone; My bosom inmates, but I must dissemble. Oh holy Friars, the burden of my sins Lie heavy on my soul; then pray you tell me, Is't not too late now to turn Christian? I have been zealous in the jewish faith, Hard hearted to the poor, a covetous wretch, That would for lucre's sake have sold my soul. A hundred for a hundred I have ta'en; And now for store of wealth may I compare With all the Jews in Malta; but what is wealth? I am a Iew, and therefore am I lost. Would penance serve for this my sin, I could afford to whip myself to death. And so could I; but penance will not serve. To fast, to pray, and wear a shirt of hair, And on my knees creep to Ierusalem, Cellars of Wine, and Sollers full of Wheat, Warehouses stuffed with spices and with drugs, Whole Chests of Gold, in Bullion, and in Coin, Besides I know not how much weight in Pearl Orient and round, have I within my house; At Alexandria, Merchandise unfold: But yesterday two ships went from this Town, Their voyage will be worth ten thousand Crowns. In Florence, Venice, Antwerp, London, Civil, Frankford, Lubeck, Mosco, and where not, Have I debts owing; and in most of these, Great sums of money lying in the bancho; All this I'll give to some religious house So I may be baptized and live therein. Oh good Barabas come to our house. Oh no, good Barabas come to our house. And Barabas, you know— I know that I have highly sinned, You shall convert me, you shall have all my wealth. Oh Barabas, their Laws are strict. I know they are, and I will be with you. They wear no shirts, and they go barefoot too. Then 'tis not for me; and I am resolved You shall confess me, and have all my goods. Good Barabas come to me. You see I answer him, and yet he stays; Rid him away, and go you home with me. I'll be with you tonight. Come to my house at one o'clock this night.
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Thou hast offended, therefore must be damn'd. I feare they know we sent the poyson'd broth. And so doe I, master, therefore speake 'em faire. Barabas, thou hast — I, that thou hast — True, I haue mony, what though I haue? Thou art a — I, that thou art a — What needs all this? I know I am a Iew. Thy daughter — I, thy daughter, — Oh speake not of her, then I dye with griefe. Remember that — I, remember that — I must needs say that I haue beene a great usurer. Thou hast committed — Fornication? but that was in another Country: And besides, the Wench is dead. I, but Barabas remember Mathias and Don Lodowick. Why, what of them? I will not say that by a forged challenge they met. She has confest, and we are both vndone; My bosome inmates, but I must dissemble. Oh holy Fryars, the burthen of my sinnes Lye heauy on my soule; then pray you tell me, Is't not too late now to turne Christian? I haue beene zealous in the Iewish faith, Hard harted to the poor, a couetous wretch, That would for Lucars sake haue sold my soule. A hundred for a hundred I haue ane; And now for store of wealth may I compare With all the Iewes in Mata; but what is wealth? I am a Iew, and therefore am I lost. Would pennance serue for this my sinne, I could afford to whip my selfe to death. And so could I; but pennance will not serue. To fast, to pray, and weare a shirt of haire, And on my knees creepe to Ierusalem, Cellers of Wine, and Sollers full of Wheat, Ware-houses stuft with spices and with drugs, Whole Chests of Gold, in Bulloine, and in Coyne, Besides I know not how much weight in Pearle Orient and round, haue I within my house; At Alexandria, Merchandize vnsold: But yesterday two ships went from this Towne, Their voyage will be worth ten thousand Crownes. In Floence, Venice, Antwerpe, London, Ciuill, Frankeford, Lubecke, Mosco, and where not, Haue I debts owing; and in most of these, Great summes of mony lying in the bancho; All this I'le giue to some religious house So I may be baptiz'd and liue therein. Oh good Barabas come to our house. Oh no, good Barabas come to our house. And Barabas, you know — I know that I haue highly sinn'd, You shall conuert me, you shall haue all my wealth. Oh Barabas, their Lawes are strict. I know they are, and I will be with you. They weare no shirts, and they goe bare-foot too. Then 'tis not for me; and I am resolu'd You shall confesse me, and haue all my goods. Good Barabas come to me. You see I answer him, and yet he stayes; Rid him away, and goe you home with me. I'le be with you to night. Come to my house at one a clocke this night.