Marlowe, Christopher · published 1633 · first performed or written 1589 [c.1589-1590] (Annals) tragedy · Unknown · before the Court unassigned nearest T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so · 530 words
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Come, my companion-bashaws, see I pray How busy Barabas is there above To entertain us in his Gallery; Let us salute him, Save thee, Barabas. Welcome great Calymath. How the slave jeers at him? Will't please thee, mighty Selim-Calymath, To ascend our homely stairs? ay, Barabas, come bashaws, attend. Stay, Calymath; For I will show thee greater courtesy Than Barabas would have afforded thee. Sound a charge there. How now, what means this Help, help me, Christians, help. See Calymath, this was devised for thee. Treason, treason bashaws, fly. No, Selim, do not fly; See his end first, and fly then if thou canst. Oh help me, Selim, help me, Christians. Governor, why stand you all so pitiless? Should I in pity of thy plaints or thee, Accursed Barabas; base Iew relent: No, thus I'll see thy treachery repaid, But wish thou hadst behaved thee otherwise. You will not help me then? No, villain, no. And villains, know you cannot help me now. Then Barabas breath forth thy latest fate, And in the fury of thy torments, strive To end thy life with resolution: Know, Governor, 'twas I that slew thy son; I framed the challenge that did make them meet: Know, Calymath, I aimed thy overthrow, And had I but escaped this stratagem, I would have brought confusion on you all, Damned Christians, dogs, and Turkish Infidels; But now begins the extremity of heat To pinch me with intolerable pangs: Die life, fly soul, tongue curse thy fill and die: Tell me, you Christians, what doth this portend? This train he laid to have entrapped thy life; Now Selim note the unhallowed deeds of Jews: Thus he determined to have handled thee, But I have rather chose to save thy life. Was this the banquet he prepared for us? Let's hence, lest further mischief be pretended. Nay, Selim, stay, for since we have thee here, We will not let thee part so suddenly: Besides, if we should let thee go, all's one, Nor with thy Galleys couldst thou not get hence, Without fresh men to rig and furnish them. Tush, Governor, take thou no care for that, My men are all aboard, And do attend my coming there by this. Why heardst thou not the trumpet sound a charge? Yes, what of that? Why then the house was fired, Blown up, and all thy soldiers massacred. Oh monstrous treason! A Jew's courtesy: For he that did by treason work our fall, By treason hath delivered thee to us: Know therefore, till thy father hath made good The ruins done to Malta and to us, Thou canst not part: for Malta shall be freed, Or Selim ne'er return to Ottoman. Nay rather, Christians, let me go to Turkey In person there to meditate your peace; To keep me here will nought advantage you. 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 No sooner shall they drink the Ocean dry, Then conquer Malta, or endanger us. So march away, and let due praise be given Neither to Fate nor Fortune, but to Heaven.
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Come, my Companion-Bashawes, see I pray How busie Barrabas is there aboue To entertaine vs in his Gallery; Let vs salute him, Saue thee, Barabas. Welcome great Calymath. How the slaue jeeres at him? Will't please thee, mighty Selim-Calymath, To ascend our homely stayres? I, Barabas, come Bashawes, attend. Stay, Calymath; For I will shew thee greater curtesie Then Barabas would haue affoorded thee. Sound a charge there. How now, what means this Helpe, helpe me, Christians, helpe. See Calymath, this was deuis'd for thee. Treason, treason Bashawes, flye. No, Selim, doe not flye; See his end first, and flye then if thou canst. Oh helpe me, Selim, helpe me, Christians. Gouernour, why stand you all so pittilesse? Should I in pitty of thy plaints or thee, Accursed Barabas; base Iew relent: No, thus I'le see thy treachery repaid, But wish thou hadst behau'd thee otherwise. You will not helpe me then? No, villaine, no. And villaines, know you cannot helpe me now. Then Barabas breath forth thy latest fate, And in the fury of thy torments, striue To end thy life with resolution: Know, Gouernor, 'twas I that slew thy sonne; I fram'd the challenge that did make them meet Know, Calymath, I aym'd thy ouerthrow, And had I but escap'd this stratagem, I would haue brought confusion on you all, Damn'd Christians, dogges, and Turkish Infidels; But now begins the extremity of heat To pinch me with intolerable pangs: Dye life, flye soule, tongue curse thy ill and dye: Tell me, you Christians, what doth this portend? This traine he laid to haue intrap'd thy life; Now Selim note the vnhallowed deeds of Iewes: Thus he determin'd to haue handled thee, But I haue rather chose to saue thy life. Was this the banquet he prepar'd for vs? Let's hence, lest further mischiefe be pretended. Nay, Selim, stay, for since we haue the here, We will not let thee part so suddenly: Besides, if we should let thee goe, all's one, Nor with thy Gallyes couldst thou not get hence, Without fresh men to rigge and furnish them. Tush, Gouernor, take thou no care for that, My men are all aboord, And doe attend my comming there by this. Why hardst thou not the trumpet sound a charge? Yes, what of that? Why then the house was fir'd, Blowne vp, and all thy souldiers massacred. Oh monstrous treason! A Iewe curtesie: For he that did by treason worke our fall, By treason hath deliuered thee to vs: Know therefore, till thy father hath made good The ruines done to Malta and to vs, Thou canst not part: for Malta shall be freed, Or Selim ne're returne to Ottamen. Nay rather, Christians, let me goe to Turkey In person there to meditate your peace; To keepe me here will nought aduantage you. Content thee, Calymath, here thou must stay, And liue in Malia prisoner; for come cal he world To rescue thee, so will we guard vs now sooner shall they drinke the Ocean dry, Then conquer Malta, or endanger vs. So march away, and let due praise be giuen Neither to Fate nor Fottune, but to Heauen.