I read his letters of Mart from this State granted For the recovery of such losses, as He had receiv'd in Spain, 'twas that he aim'd at, Not at three tuns of wine, bisket, or beef, Which his necessity made him take from you. If he had pillag'd you near, or sunk your ship, Or thrown your men o'r-board, then he deserv'd The Laws extreamest rigour. But since want Of what he could not live without, compel'd him To that he did (which yet our State calls death) I pity his misfortune; and to work you To some compassion of them, I come up To your own price: save him, the goods are mine; If not, seek else-where, I'le not deal for them.
4 Mer. Well Sir, for your love, I will once be led To change my purpose.
Gos. For your profit rather.
4 Mer. I'le presently make means for his discharge, Till when, I leave you.
2 Mer. What do you think of this?
1 Mer. As of a deed of noble pity: guided By a strong judgement.
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