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The Works of Christopher Marlowe

The Jew of Malta

Act: 2 Scene: 1

Now have I happily espy'd a time

To search the plancke my father did appoint;

And here behold (unseene) where I have found

The gold, the perles, and Jewels which he hid.

Now that my fathers fortune were so good

As but to be about this happy place;

'Tis not so happy: yet when we parted last,

He said he wud attend me in the morne.

Then, gentle sleepe, where e're his bodie rests,

Give charge to Morpheus that he may dreame

A golden dreame, and of the sudden walke,

Come and receive the Treasure I have found.

Who's that?

Then father here receive thy happinesse.

Here,

Throwes downe bags.

Hast thou't?

There's more, and more, and more.

Father, it draweth towards midnight now,

And 'bout this time the Nuns begin to wake;

To shun suspition, therefore, let us part.

Act: 2 Scene: 3

In good time, father, here are letters come

From Ormus, and the Post stayes here within.

For your sake and his own he's welcome hither.

O father, Don Mathias is my love.

He has my heart, I smile against my will.

What, shall I be betroth'd to Lodowicke?

I cannot chuse, seeing my father bids:—

[Aside.]

Nothing but death shall part my love and me.

Oh wretched Abigal, what hast thou done?

I know not, but farewell, I must be gone.

I cannot take my leave of him for teares:

Father, why have you thus incenst them both?

I'le make 'em friends againe.

I will have Don Mathias, he is my love.