UK E of Venice. D Morochius, Morochius, a Moorish Prince." Prince of Arragon. Anthonio, the Merchant of Venice. } Suiters to Portia. Baffanio, his Friend, in love with Portia. Launcelot, a Clawn, Servant to the Jew. Gobbo, an old Man, Father to Launcelot. Portia, an Heiress of great Quality and Fortune. Neriffa, Confident to Portia. Jeffica, Daughter to Shylock. Senators of Venice, Officers, Servants to Portia, and other Attendants. SCENE partly at Venice, and partly at Belmont, the Seat of Portia upon the Continent. The ©དང••༧༦/༠༧༥༠༠॰༧/༅ད་༧༥༠༧/༠॰॰)༠॰)༠༠༥༠ ༅/༠༦/༠༧་༧པད་ཕེ॰་ཅིན The Merchant of Venice. ACT I. SCENE I Enter Anthonio Solarino and Salanio. ANTHONIO. N footh I know not why I am fo fad, That I have much ado to know my felf. That Curtfie to them, do them Reverence, Sola. Believe me, Sir, had I fuch Venture forth, Sal. Sal. My Wind cooling my Broth, And not bethink me ftraight of dangerous Rocks? Is fad to think upon his Merchandize. Anth. Believe me, no, I think my Fortune for it, Anth. Fie, fie. Sola. Not in Love neither! then let us fay you are fid, Because you are not merry; and 'twere as eafie For you to laugh and leap, and fay you are merry, Because you are not fad. Now by two-headed Janus, Nature hath fram'd ftrange Fellows in her Time: So that will evermore peep through their Eyes, And laugh like Parrots at a Bag-piper; And other of fuch vinegar Afpect, That they'll not fhew their Teeth in way of Smile, Though Neftor fwear the Jeft be laughable. Enter Baffanio, Lorenzo and Gratiano. Sal. Here bomes Bassanio, Your most noble Ki fman; Gratiano and Lorenzo: Fare ye well; We leave you now with better Company. Sola |