Monologue

Martin Del Bosco Monologue from The Jew of Malta

From The Jew of Malta by Christopher Marlowe

male · dramatic · 41 sec

Our fraught is Grecians, Turks, and Afric Moors; For late upon the coast of Corsica, Because we vail'd not to the Turkish fleet, Their creeping galleys had us in the chase: But suddenly the wind began to rise, And then we luff'd and tack'd, and fought at ease: Some have we fir'd, and many have we sunk; But one amongst the rest became our prize: The captain's slain; the rest remain our slaves, Of whom we would make sale in Malta here.

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