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Mess. From Barabas, Malta's Governor, I bring A message unto mighty Calymath; Hearing his Soveraigne was bound for Sea, To saile to Turkey, to great Ottamon, He humbly would intreat your Majesty To come and see his homely Citadell, And banquet with him e're thou leav'st the Ile.

Caly. To banquet with him in his Citadell, I feare me, Messenger, to feast my traine Within a Towne of warre so lately pillag'd, Will be too costly and too troublesome: Yet would I gladly visit Barabas. For well has Barabas desern'd of us.

Mess. Selim, for that, thus saith the Governor, That he hath in store a Pearle so big, So precious, and withall so orient, As be it valued but indifferently, The price thereof will serve to entertaine Selim and all his souldiers for a month; Therefore he humbly would intreat your Highnesse Not to depart till he has feasted you.

Caly. I cannot feast my men in Malta wals, Except he place his Tables in the streets.

Mess. Know, Selim, that there is a monastery Which standeth as an out-house to the Towne; There will he banquet them, but thee at home, With all thy Bashawes and brave followers.

Caly. Well, tell the Governor we grant his suit, Wee'll in this Summer Evening feast with him.

Mess. I shall, my Lord,

Caly. And now, bold Bashawes, let us to our Tents, And meditate how we may grace us best To solemnize our Governors great feast.

Gov. In this, my Countrimen, be rul'd by me, Haue speciall care that no man sally forth