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The Works of Christopher Marlowe

Act: 5 Scene: 2

What should I say? we are captives and must yeeld.

Oh fatall day, to fall into the hands

Of such a Traitor and unhallowed Jew!

What greater misery could heaven inflict?

Oh villaine, Heaven will be reveng'd on thee.

My Lord ?

This, Barabas; since things are in thy power,

I see no reason but of Malta's wracke,

Nor hope of thee but extreme cruelty,

Nor feare I death, nor will I flatter thee.

Will Barabas recover Malta's losse?

Will Barabas be good to Christians?

Doe but bring this to passe which thou pretendest,

Deale truly with us as thou intimatest,

And I will send amongst the Citizens

And by my letters privately procure

Great summes of mony for thy recompence:

Nay more, doe this, and live thou Governor still.

Here is my hand, beleeve me, Barabas,

I will be there, and doe as thou desirest;

When is the time?

Then will I, Barabas, about this coyne,

And bring it with me to thee in the evening.