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The Works of Christopher Marlowe

The Jew of Malta

Act: 2 Scene: 2

Now Captaine tell us whither thou art bound?

Whence is thy ship that anchors in our Rhoad?

And why thou cam'st ashore without our leave?

Martin del Bosco, I have heard of thee;

Welcome to Malta, and to all of us;

But to admit a sale of these thy Turkes

We may not, nay we dare not give consent

By reason of a Tributary league.

Captaine we know it, but our force is small.

A hundred thousand Crownes.

On this condition shall thy Turkes be sold.

Goe Officers and set them straight in shew.

[Exeunt Officers.]

Bosco, thou shalt be Malta's Generall;

We and our warlike Knights will follow thee

Against these barbarous mis-beleeving Turkes.

So will we fight it out; come, let's away:

Proud-daring Calymath, instead of gold,

Wee'll send thee bullets wrapt in smoake and fire:

Claime tribute where thou wilt, we are resolv'd,

Honor is bought with bloud and not with gold.