Bar. Then, good my lord, to keep your quiet still, Your lordship shall do well to let them have it.
Gov. Soft, Barabas, there's more 'longs to 't than so. To what this ten years' tribute will amount, That we have cast, but cannot compass it By reason of the wars that robbed our store; And therefore are we to request your aid.50
Bar. Alas, my lord, we are no soldiers: And what's our aid against so great a prince?
1 Knight. Tut, Jew, we know thou art no soldier; Thou art a merchant and a moneyed man, And 'tis thy money, Barabas, we seek.
Bar. How, my lord! my money?
Gov. Thine and the rest. For, to be short, amongst you't must be had.
1 Jew. Alas, my lord, the most of us are poor.
Gov. Then let the rich increase your portions.
Bar. Are strangers with your tribute to be taxed?60
2 Knight. Have strangers leave with us to get their wealth? Then let them with us contribute.