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The rate of usance here with us in Venice,
lf I can catch him once upon the hip,
I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
He hates our sacred nation ; and he rails,
Ev'n there where merchants most do congregate,
On me, my bargains, and my well-won thrift,
Which he calls interest. Cursed be
If I forgive him ?
Bal. Shylock, do you hear!
Shy. I am debating of my present store,
And by the near guess of my memory,
I cannot instantly raise up the gross
Of full three thousand ducats: what of that ?
Tuball, a wealthy Hebrew of my tribe,
Will furnish me; but soft, how many months
Do you desireRest you fair, good Signior ;
[To Anthi Your worship was the last man in our mouthş.
Anth. Schylock, although I neither lend nor borrow
By taking, nor by giving of excess,
Yet, to supply the ripe wants of my friend,
I'll break a custom.- Is he yet posseft,
How much you would ?
Shy. Ay, ay, three thousand ducats.
Anth. And for three months,
Shy. I had forgot, three months, you told me fo;
Well then, your bond ; and let me see,-
Methought, you said, you neither lend nor borrow
Anth. I do never use it.
Shy. When Jacob graz’d his uncle Laban's sheep,-
This Jacob from our holy Abraham was
(As his wise mother wrought in his behalf)
The third poffeffor ; ay, he was the third.
Anth. And what of him ? did he take interest ?
Shy. No, not take int’reft; not, as you would say, Directly, intrett; mark, what Jacob did. When Laban and himself were compromis'd, That all the yeanlings, which were treak'd and pied,
Should fall as Jacob's hire; the ewes, being rank,
In th' end of autumn turned to the rams;
And when the work of generation was
Between these woolly breeders in the act,
The skilful shepherd peeld me certain wands;
And, in the doing of the deed of kind,
He stuck them up before the fulsome ewes ;
Who, then conceiving, did in yeaning time
Fall party-colour'd lambs, and those were Jacob's.
This was a way to thrive, and he was blelt;
And thrift is bleiling, if men feal ic not.
Anth. This was a venture, Sir, that Jacob serv'd for;
A thing, not in his pow'r to bring to pass,
But sway'd, and fashion'd, by the hand of heav'n.
Was this inserted to make ini’rest good ?
Or is your gold, and silver, ewes and rams?
Shy. I cannot tell; I make it breed as fast ;
But note me, Signior.
Anth. Mark you this, Bassanio?
The devil can cite fcripture for his purpose.
An evil soul, producing holy witness,
Is like a villain with a smiling cheek;
A goodly apple røtten at the heart.
O, what a goodly outside falshood hath!
Shy. Three thoufand ducats ! 'tis a good round fum. Three months from twelve, then let me see the rate.
Ant. Well, Shylock, Tall we be beholden to you?
Shy. Signior Anthonio, many a time and oft
In the Ryalto you have rated me,
About my monies and
Still have I borne it with a patient shrug;
(For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe.)
You call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog,
And spit upon my "Jewish gaberdine;
And all for use of that, which is my own.
Well then it now appears, you need my help:
Go to then; you come to me, and you say,
Shylock, we would have monies; you say fo;
You, that did void your rheum upon my beard,
And foot me, as you spurn a stranger cur
Over your threshold ; money is your suit;
What ihould I say to you ? should I not say,
Hath a dog money ? is it possible,
in cur can lend three thousand ducats? or
Shail I bend low, and in a bondinan's key,
ith bated breath, and whispring humbleness,
Siy,---- fair Sir, you fpit on me last Wednesday,
You ipuind me such a day; another time
You call d me dog; and for these curtefies
I'll lend you thus much inonies ?
Anth. I am as like to call thee so again,
To spit on thee again, to spurn thee too.
If thou wilt lend this money, lend it not
As to shy friend, (for when did friendship take
A breed of barren metal of his friend?) (4)
But lend it rather to thine enemy;
Who, if he break, thou may's with better face
Exact the penalıy.
Shy. Why, how you form?
I would be friends with you, and have your love ;
Forget the shames that you have stain'd me with;
Supply your present wants, and take no doit
Of ulance for my monies, and you'll not hear me:
This is kind I offer.
Anth This were kindness.
Shy. This kindness will I show;
Go with me to a notary, seal me there
Your fingle bond; and in a merry sport,
If you repay me not on such a day,
In such a place, such fum, or fums, as are
Express'a in the condition, let the forfeit
(4) A breed of barren Metal] Meaning, Money at Usury, Money that breeds more, as Mr. Pope explains it. Confonant in this Phrafe, the Latines explained Interest thus; Fænas, fætum accepii: and the Greeks call'd it túxos : both which Expressions take in our Poet's Idea of a Breed. As for the Contradiction betwixt Breeland barren, it is a poetical Beauty in which. Claudian, among the Ciallics particularly abounds,
Be nominated for an equal pound
Of your fair flesh, to be cut off and taken
In what part
body it shall please me.
Anth. Content, in faith ; I'll seal to such a bond,
And say, there is much kindness in the Jew.
Bal. You shall not feal to such a bond for me,
I'd rather dwell in my neceffity.
Anth. Why, fear not man ; I will not forfeit it;
Wichin these two ths (that's a month before
This bond expires) I do expect return
Of thrice three times the value of this bond.
Shi. O filter Ab: aham, what these chrisians are !
Whose own hard dealings teach them to fufpect
The thoughts of others ! pray you, tell me this,
If he should break his day, what should I gain
By the exaction of the forfeiture ?
A pound of man's flesh, taken from a man,
Is nor fo eftimable or profitable,
As flesh of muttons, beefs, or goats. I say,
To buy his favour, I extend this friendship;
If he will take it, fo; if not, adieu ;
And for my love, I pray you, wrong me not.
Anth. Yes, Shylock, I will seal unto this bond.
Shy. Then meet me forthwith at the Notary's.
Give him direction for this merry bond,
And I will
go and purse the ducats ftrait;
See to my house, left in the fearful guard
Of an unthrifty knave, and presently
I will be with you.
[Exif Anth. Hie thee, gentle Jerv... This Hebrew will turn chriitian ; he
kind. Bol I like not fair terms, and a villain's mind.
Anth. Come on, in this there can be no dismay; My ships come home a month before the day. (Exeunt.
Enter Morcchius, a Tawny. Moor, all in white ; and
ihree or four Followers accordingly ; with Pontia,
Nerisia, and her train. Flourih Coraets.
ISLIKE me not for my complexion,
The shadow'd livery of the burnish'd fun,
To whom I am a neighbour, and near bred.
Bring me the faireil creature northward born,
Where Puebus' fi:e scarce thaws the ilicies,
and let us make incision for your love,
whife blood is reddelt, his or mine.
I tell thee, lady, this aspect of mine
Hath fear'd the valiant; by my love, I swear,
The belt regarded virgins of our clime
Have lov'd it too: I would not change this hue,
Except to steal your thoughts, my gentle Queen.
Por. In terms of choice I am not solely led
By nice direction of a maiden's eyes :
Besides, the lottery of my destiny
Bars me the right of voluntary chuling.
But if my father had not scanted me,
And hedg’d me by his wit to yield myself
His wife, who wins me by that means I told you;
Yourself, renowned Prince, then food as fair,
As any comer I have look'd on yet,
For my afection.
Mor. Evin for that I thank you;
Therefore, I pray you, lead me to the caskets
To try my fortune. By this fcimitar,
That flew the Sophy and a Persian Prince,
That won three fields of Sultan Solyman,