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The Works of Christopher Marlowe, Vol. 2 (of 3)

_Bar._ So that of thus much that return was made: And of the third part of the Persian ships, There was the venture summed and satisfied. As for those Sabans,[12] and the men of Uz, That bought my Spanish oils and wines of Greece, Here have I purst their paltry silverlings.[13...

Chapters

1. SCENE I.

_Bar._ So that of thus much that return was made: And of the third part of the Persian ships, There was the venture summed and satisfied. As for those Sabans,[12] and the men of...

2. SCENE II.

_Cal._ Stand all aside, and let the Knights determine, And send to keep our galleys under sail, For happily we shall not tarry here; Now, governor,[22] [say,] how are you resolved?

3. SCENE I.

_Bar._ Thus,[41] like the sad presaging raven, that tolls The sick man's passport in her hollow beak, And in the shadow of the silent night Doth shake contagion from her sable w...

4. SCENE II.

_Bosc._ Our fraught is Grecians, Turks, and Afric Moors. For late upon the coast of Corsica, 10 Because we vailed[50] not to the Turkish[51] fleet, Their creeping galleys had us...

5. SCENE III.

_Bar._ In spite of these swine-eating Christians,-- Unchosen nation, never circumcised, Such[56] as (poor villains!) were ne'er thought upon Till Titus and Vespasian conquered u...

6. SCENE I.

_Bell._ Since this town was besieged, my gain grows cold: The time has been that, but for one bare night, A hundred ducats have been freely given: But now against my will I must...

7. SCENE II.

_Bar._ O! bravely fought; and yet they thrust not home. Now, Lodowick! now, Mathias! So---- [_Both fall._ So now they have showed themselves to be tall[81] fellows. [_Cries with...

8. SCENE III.

_Itha._ Why, the devil invented a challenge, my master writ it, and I carried it, first to Lodowick, and _imprimis_ to Mathia[s]. 22 And then they met, [and,] as the story says,...

9. SCENE IV.

_Bar._ What, Abigail become a nun again! False and unkind; what, hast thou lost thy father? And all unknown, and unconstrained of me, Art thou again got to the nunnery? Now here...

10. SCENE V.

_Bas._ To you of Malta thus saith Calymath: The time you took for respite is at hand, For the performance of your promise passed, And for the tribute-money I am sent. 10

11. SCENE VI.

_Abig._ I sent for him, but seeing you are come, Be you my ghostly father: and first know, That in this house I lived religiously, Chaste, and devout, much sorrowing for my sins...

12. SCENE I.

_Bar._ There is no music to[105] a Christian's knell: How sweet the bells ring now the nuns are dead, That sound at other times like tinkers' pans? I was afraid the poison had n...

13. SCENE II.

_Itha._ Yes; and I know not what the reason is, Do what I can he will not strip himself, Nor go to bed, but sleeps in his own clothes; I fear me he mistrusts what we intend.

14. SCENE III.

_F. Jac._ This is the hour wherein I shall proceed; O happy hour,[116] wherein I shall convert An infidel, and bring his gold into our treasury! But soft, is not this Barnardine...

15. SCENE IV.

_Pilia._ Not a wise word, only gave me a nod, as who should say, "Is it even so;" and so I left him, being driven to a non-plus at the critical aspect of my terrible countenance.

16. SCENE V.

He was not wont to call me Barabas. "Or else I will confess:" I, there it goes: But if I get him, _coupe de gorge_, for that. He sent a shaggy tottered[128] staring slave, That...

17. SCENE VI.

_Itha._ No, I'll send by word of mouth now; bid him deliver thee a thousand crowns, by the same token, that the nuns loved rice,--that Friar Barnardine slept in his own clothes;...

18. SCENE I.

_Gov._ Now, gentlemen, betake you to your arms, And see that Malta be well fortified; And it behoves you to be resolute; For Calymath, having hovered here so long, Will win the...

19. SCENE II.

_Caly._ I, villains, you must yield, and under Turkish yokes Shall groaning bear the burden of our ire; And, Barabas, as erst we promised thee, For thy desert we make thee gover...

20. SCENE III.

_Caly._ Thus have we viewed the city, seen the sack, And caused the ruins to be new repaired, Which with our bombards'[149] shot and basilisk[s][150] We rent in sunder at our en...

21. SCENE IV.

_Gov._ In this, my countrymen, be ruled by me, Have special care that no man sally forth Till you shall hear a culverin discharged By him that bears the linstock,[153] kindled t...

22. SCENE V.

_Bar._ Leave nothing loose, all levelled to my mind. Why now I see that you have art indeed. There, carpenters, divide that gold amongst you: Go swill in bowls of sack and musca...

23. SCENE I.

_Gav. My father is deceased! Come, Gaveston, And share the kingdom with thy dearest friend._ Ah! words that make me surfeit with delight! What greater bliss can hap to Gaveston...

24. SCENE II.

_Lan._ "My Lord of Cornwall," now at every word! And happy is the man whom he vouchsafes, For vailing of his bonnet, one good look. Thus, arm in arm, the king and he doth march:...

25. SCENE III.

_Gav._ Edmund, the mighty prince of Lancaster, That hath more earldoms than an ass can bear, And both the Mortimers, two goodly men, With Guy of Warwick, that redoubted knight,...

26. SCENE IV.

_Edw._ Meet you for this? proud overbearing peers! Ere my sweet Gaveston shall part from me, This isle shall fleet[192] upon the ocean, And wander to the unfrequented Inde. 50

27. SCENE I.

_Y. Spen._ Not Mortimer, nor any of his side; Because the king and he are enemies. Baldock, learn this of me, a factious lord Shall hardly do himself good, much less us; But he...

28. SCENE II.

_Y. Mor._ But, seeing you are so desirous, thus it is: A lofty cedar-tree, fair flourishing, On whose top-branches kingly eagles perch, And by the bark a canker creeps me up, An...

29. SCENE III.

_Kent._ My lords, of love to this our native land I come to join with you and leave the king; And in your quarrel and the realm's behoof Will be the first that shall adventure l...

30. SCENE IV.

_Queen._ Heaven can witness I love none but you: From my embracements thus he breaks away. O that mine arms could close this isle about, That I might pull him to me where I woul...

31. SCENE V.

_Gav._ Yet, lusty lords, I have escaped your hands, Your threats, your larums, and your hot pursuits; And though divorcèd from King Edward's eyes, Yet liveth Pierce of Gaveston...

32. SCENE I.

_Gav._ Weaponless must I fall, and die in bands? O! must this day be period of my life? Centre of all my bliss! An ye be men, Speed to the king.

33. SCENE II.

_Edw._ I long to hear an answer from the barons Touching my friend, my dearest Gaveston. Ah! Spencer, not the riches of my realm Can ransom him! ah, he is marked to die! I know...

34. SCENE III.

_Edw._ Why do we sound retreat? upon them, lords! This day I shall pour vengeance with my sword On those proud rebels that are up in arms, And do confront and countermand their...

35. SCENE I.

_Kent._ Fair blows the wind for France; blow gentle gale, Till Edmund be arrived for England's good! Nature, yield to my country's cause in this. A brother? no, a butcher of thy...

36. SCENE II.

_Prince._ Madam, return to England, And please my father well, and then a fig For all my uncle's friendship here in France. I warrant you, I'll win his highness quickly; He love...

37. SCENE III.

_Edw._ I pray let us see it. What have we there? 10 Read it, Spencer. [SPENCER _reads their names._ Why so; they barked apace a month[285] ago: Now, on my life, they'll neither...

38. SCENE IV.

_Queen._ Now, lords, our loving friends and countrymen, Welcome to England all, with prosperous winds; Our kindest friends in Belgia have we left, To cope with friends at home;...

39. SCENE V.

_Edw._ What! was I born to fly and run away, And leave the Mortimers conquerors behind? Give me my horse, and let's re'nforce our troops: And in this bed of honour die with fame.

40. SCENE VI.

_Abbot._ Have you no doubt, my lord; have you no fear; As silent and as careful we will be, To keep your royal person safe with us, Free from suspect, and fell invasion Of such...

41. SCENE I.

_Edw._ Leicester, if gentle words might comfort me, Thy speeches long ago had eased my sorrows; For kind and loving hast thou always been. The griefs of private men are soon all...

42. SCENE II.

_Y. Mor._ Fair Isabel, now have we our desire, The proud corrupters of the light-brained king Have done their homage to the lofty gallows, And he himself lies in captivity. Be r...

43. SCENE III.

_Edw._ Friends, whither must unhappy Edward go? Will hateful Mortimer appoint no rest? Must I be vexèd like the nightly bird, Whose sight is loathsome to all wingèd fowls? When...

44. SCENE IV.

_Y. Mor._ The king must die, or Mortimer goes down. The commons now begin to pity him. Yet he that is the cause of Edward's death, Is sure to pay for it when his son's of age; A...

45. SCENE V.

_Mat._ Gurney, I wonder the king dies not, Being in a vault up to the knees in water, To which the channels of the castle run, From whence a damp continually ariseth, That were...

46. SCENE VI.

_Y. Mor._ Matrevis, if thou now[339] growest penitent I'll be thy ghostly father; therefore chuse, Whether thou wilt be secret in this, Or else die by the hand of Mortimer.

47. SCENE I.

_Char._ Prince of Navarre, my honourable brother, Prince Condé, and my good Lord Admiral, I wish this union and religious league, Knit in these hands, thus joined in nuptial rit...

48. SCENE II.

_Guise._ If ever Hymen lour'd at marriage rites, And had his altars decked with dusky lights; If ever sun stained heaven with bloody clouds, And made it look with terror on the...

49. SCENE III.

_Nav._ My mother poisoned here before my face! O gracious God, what times are these! O grant, sweet God, my days may end with hers, That I with her may die and live again!

50. SCENE IV.

_Cath._ My noble son, and princely Duke of Guise, Now have we got the fatal, straggling deer Within the compass of a deadly toil, And, as we late decreed, we may perform.

51. SCENE V.

_Char._ How fares it with my Lord High Admiral? Hath he been hurt with villain's in the street? I vow and swear, as I am king of France, To find and to repay the man with death,...

52. SCENE VI.

_Guise._ The Admiral, 10 Chief standard-bearer to the Lutherans, Shall in the entrance[367] of this massacre Be murder'd in his bed. Gonzago, conduct them thither; and then Bese...

53. SCENE VII.

54. SCENE VIII.

55. SCENE IX.

_Ramus._ What fearful cries come from the river Seine,[375] That fright poor Ramus sitting at his book! I fear the Guisians have pass'd the bridge, And mean once more to menace me.

56. SCENE X.

_Anj._ My lords of Poland, I must needs confess, The offer of your Prince Elector's far Beyond the reach of my deserts; For Poland is, as I have been inform'd, A martial people,...

57. SCENE XI.

Sirs, take him away, and throw him in some ditch. 20 [_The_ Attendants _bear off the_ ADMIRAL'S _body_. And now, madam, as I understand, There are a hundred Huguenots and more,...

58. SCENE XII.

_Guise._ No, villain; that tongue of thine, That hath blasphem'd the holy Church of Rome, Shall drive no plaints into the Guise's ears, To make the justice of my heart relent.--...

59. SCENE XIII.

_Char._ O no, my loving brother of Navarre! I have deserved a scourge, I must confess; Yet is their[394] patience of another sort 10 Than to misdo the welfare of their king: God...

60. SCENE XIV.

_Cath._ Welcome from Poland, Henry, once again! Welcome to France, thy father's royal seat! Here hast thou a country void of fears, A warlike people to maintain thy right, A wat...

61. SCENE XV.

_Duch._ That I may write unto my dearest lord. [_Exit_ Maid. Sweet Mugeroun,[403] 'tis he that hath my heart, And Guise usurps it 'cause I am his wife. Fain would I find some me...

62. SCENE XVI.

_Nav._ My lords, sith in a quarrel just and right We undertake to manage these our wars Against the proud disturbers of the faith (I mean the Guise, the Pope, and king of Spain,...

63. SCENE XVII.

_Henry._ My sweet Joyeux, I make thee general Of all my army, now in readiness To march 'gainst the rebellious King Navarre; At thy request I am content thou go, Although my lov...

64. SCENE XVIII.

_Nav._ The duke is slain, and all his power dispers'd, And we are graced with wreaths of victory. Thus God, we see, doth ever guide the right, To make his glory great upon the e...

65. SCENE XIX.

_Sold._ Sir, to you, sir, that dares make the duke a cuckold, and use a counterfeit key to his privy-chamber-door; and although you take out nothing but your own, yet you put in...

66. SCENE XX.

_Nav._ Bartus, it shall be so: post, then, to France, And there salute his highness in our name; Assure him all the aid we can provide 10 Against the Guisians and their complice...

67. SCENE XXI.

_Cap._ I, I, fear not: stand close: so; be resolute. [_Exeunt_ Murderers. Now falls the star whose influence governs France, Whose light was deadly to the Protestants: Now must...

68. SCENE XXII.

_Card._ Yet lives my brother Duke Dumaine, and many mo, To revenge our deaths upon that cursèd king; Upon whose heart may all the Furies gripe, 10 And with their paws drench his...

69. SCENE XXIII.

_Dum._ My noble brother murder'd by the king! O, what may I do for to revenge thy death? The king's alone, it cannot satisfy. Sweet Duke of Guise, our prop to lean upon, Now tho...

70. SCENE XXIV.

_Henry._ Brother of Navarre, I sorrow much That ever I was prov'd your enemy, And that the sweet and princely mind you bear Was ever troubled with injurious wars. I vow, as I am...

71. SCENE I.

_Gan._ I am much better for your worthless love, That will not shield me from her shrewish blows! To-day, whenas I filled into your cups, And held the cloth of pleasance whiles...

72. SCENE II.

_Ili._ Wretches[457] of Troy, envied of the winds, That crave such favour at your honour's feet As poor distressèd misery may plead: Save, save, O, save our ships from cruel fir...

73. SCENE I.

_Æn._ O my Achates, Theban Niobe, Who for her sons' death wept out life and breath, And, dry with grief, was turned into a stone, Had not such passions in her head as I! Methink...

74. SCENE I.

_Cup._ Now, Cupid, cause the Carthaginian queen To be enamour'd of thy brother's looks: Convey this golden arrow in thy sleeve, Lest she imagine thou art Venus' son; And when sh...

75. SCENE II.

_Juno._ Here lies my hate, Æneas' cursèd brat, The boy wherein false Destiny delights, The heir of Fury,[492] the favourite of the Fates,[493] That ugly imp that shall outwear m...

76. SCENE III.

_Dido._ Æneas, think not but I honour thee, That thus in person go with thee to hunt: My princely robes, thou see'st, are laid aside, Whose glittering pomp Diana's shroud[504] s...

77. SCENE IV.

_Dido._ The man that I do eye where'er I am; Whose amorous face, like Pæan, sparkles fire, Whenas he butts his beams on Flora's bed. 20 Prometheus hath put on Cupid's shape, And...

78. SCENE I.

_Iar._ I think some fell enchantress dwelleth here, That can call them[511] forth whenas she please, And dive into black tempest's treasury, Whenas she means to mask the world w...

79. SCENE II.

_Iar._ Come, servants, come; bring forth the sacrifice, That I may pacify that gloomy Jove, Whose empty altars have enlarg'd our ills.-- [Servants _bring in the sacrifice, and t...

80. SCENE III.

_Æn._ Carthage, my friendly host, adieu! Since Destiny doth call me from thy[519] shore: Hermes this night, descending in a dream, Hath summoned me to fruitful Italy; Jove wills...

81. SCENE IV.

_Dido._ O Anna, run unto the water-side! They say Æneas' men are going aboard; It may be, he will steal away with them: Stay not to answer me; run, Anna, run! [_Exit_ ANNA. O fo...

82. SCENE V.

_Nurse._ No, thou shall go with me unto my house. I have an orchard that hath store of plums, Brown almonds, services, ripe figs, and dates, Dewberries, apples, yellow oranges;...

83. SCENE I.

_Æn._ Triumph, my mates! our travels are at end: Here will Æneas build a statelier Troy Than that which grim Atrides overthrew. Carthage shall vaunt her petty walls no more; For...