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 About their Oyles, or other businesses. But 'twas ill done of you to come so farre Without the ayd or conduct of their ships.

2. Merch. Sir, we were wafted by a Spanish Fleet That never left us till within a league, That had the Gallies of the Turke in chase.

Jew. Oh they were going up to Sicily: well, goe And bid the Merchants and my men dispatch And come ashore, and see the fraught discharg'd.

Merch. I goe.

Jew. Thus trowles our fortune in by land and Sea, And thus are wee on enery side inrich'd: These are the Blessings promis'd to the Jewes, And herein was old Abrams happinesse: What more may Heaven doe for earthly man Then thus to powre out plenty in their laps, Ripping the bowels of the earth for them, Making the Sea their servants, and the winds To drive their substance with successefull blasts? Who hateth me but for my happinesse? Or who is honour'd now but for his wealth? Rather had I a Jew be hated thus, Then pittied in a Christian poverty: For I can see no fruits in all their faith, But malice, falshood, and excessive pride, Which me thinkes fits not their profession. Happily some haplesse man hath conscience, And for his conscience lives in beggery. They say we are a scatter'd Nation: I cannot tell, but we have scambled up More wealth by farre then those that brag of faith. There's Kirriab Jairim, the great Jew of Greece, Obed in Bairseth, Nones in Portugall, My selfe in Malta, some in Italy, Many in France, and wealthy every one: I, wealthier farre then any Christian. I must confesse we come not to be Kings: