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Shy. I say my daughter is my flesh and blood. Salar. There is more difference between thy flesh and ber's, than between jet and ivory; more between your bloods, than there is between red wine and rhenish :-But tell us, do you hear whether Antonio have had any loss at sea or no?
Salan. And Shylock, for his own part, knew the bird was fledg'd; and then it is the complexion of thein all to leave the dam.
Shy. She is damn'd for it.
Salar. That's certain, if the devil may be escaped the wreck.
Shy. My own flesh and blood to rebel.
Shy. There I have another bad match : bankrupt, a prodigal, who dare scarce show his head on the Rialto;-a beggar, that used to come so smug upon the mari;-let him look to his bond: he was wont to call me usurer; let him look to his boud: he was wont to lend money for a Christian courtesy ;-let him look to his bond.
Enter a SERVANT.
Serv. Gentlemen, my master Antonio is at his house, and desires to speak with you both. Salar. We have been up and down to seek him.
thousand ducats in that; and other precious, precious jewels.-I would my daughter were dead at my foot, and the jewels in her ear! 'would she were hears'd at my foot, and the ducats in her coffin !-No news of them ?-Why, so :-and I know not what's spent in the search: Why, thou loss upon loss! the thief gone with so much, and so much to find the thief; and no satisfaction, no revenge: nor no ill-luck stirring, but what lights o' my shoulders; no sighs, but o' my breathing; no tears, but o' my shedding.
Salan. Here comes another of the tribe; a third cannot be matched, unless the devil himseif torn Jew.
[Exeunt SALAN. SALAR. and SERVANT. Shy. How now, Tabal, what news from Genoa bast thou found my daughter?
Tub. I often came where I did hear of her, but cannot find her.
Tub. Yes, other men have ill luck too; Antonio, as I heard in Genoa,—
Shy. Why there, there, there, there! a diamond gone, cost me two thousand ducats in Frankfort! The curse never fell upon our nation till now; I never felt it till now:-two
Shy. What, what, what? ill luek, ill luck? Tub. -bath an argosy cast away, coming from Tripolis.
Shy. I thank God, I thank God:-Is it true? is it true?
Shy. I am very glad of it: I'll plague him; I'll torture him; I am glad of it.
Tub. One of them showed me a ring, that he had of your daughter for a monkey.
Shy. Out upon her! Thou torturest me, Tnbal: it was my torquoise; I had it of leah, when I was a bachelor: I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkies.
Tub. But Antonio is certainly undone.
Salar. Why, I am sure, if he forfeit, thou wilt not take his flesh; What's that good for?
Shy. Nay that's true, that's very true: Go, Tubal, fee me an officer, bespeak him a fortnight Shy. To bait fish withal: it it will feed no- before, I will have the heart of him, if he forfeit thing else, it will feed my revenge. He hath for were he out of Venice, I can make what disgraced me, and hindered me of half a mil-merchandise will: Go, go, Tubal, and meet lion; laughed at my losses, mocked at my me at our synagogue; go, good Tubal; at our gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bar-synagogue, Tubal. [Exeunt. gains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies ; and what's his reason? I am a Jew: Hath not SCENE II.-Belmont.-A Room in PORTIA'S a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passious? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? if you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we pot revenge? if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? revenge: If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian ex-I ample? why, revenge. The villany you teach me, I will execute; and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.
Tub. I spoke with some of the sailors that
Shy. I thank thee, good Tubal ;-Good news, good news: ha! ha!-Where? in Genoa ?
Tub. Your daughter spent in Genoa, as I heard, one night, fourscore ducats.
Shy. Thou stick'st a dagger in me :--I shall never see my gold again: Fourscore ducats at a sitting! fourscore ducats!
Tub. There came divers of Antonio's creditors in my company to Venice, that swear he cannot choose but break.
Enter BASSANIO, PORTIA, GRATIANO, NERISSA,
Mine own, I would say, but if mine, then
And so all your's: Oh! these naughty times
Bass. Let me choose;
For as I am, I live upon the rack.
Por. Upou the rack, Bassanio? then confess What treason there is mingled with your love.
A precious stone.
Bass. None, but that ugly treason of mistrust, Which makes me fear the enjoying of my love: There may as well be amity and life 'Tween snow and fire, as treason and my love. Por. Ay, but I fear, you speak upon the rack, Where men enforced do speak any thing. Bass. Promise me life, and I'll confess the truth.
To be the dowry of a second bead,
Hard food for Midas, I will none of thee:
Por. Well then, confess, and live.
Had been the very sum of my confession:
Thy plainness moves me more than eloquence,
Por. Away then: I am lock'd in one of And here choose I; Joy be the consequence!
Por. How all the other passions fleet to air, As doubtful thoughts, and rash embrac'd despair,
And shudd'ring fear, and green-ey'd jealony.
Bass. What find I here?
[Opening the leaden earket.
If you do love me, you will find me out.-
And wat❜ry death-bed for him: He may win;
Than young Alcides, when he did redeem
I view the fight, than thou that mak'st the fray. Music, whilst BASSANIO, comments on the caskets to himself.
1. Tell me, where is fancy + bred, Or in the heart, or in the head? How begot, how nourished? Reply. 2. It is engender'd in the cyes, With gazing jed; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies:
Let us all ring fancy's knell:
The world is still deceiv'd with ornament.
The continent and summary of my fortume.
Bass. So may the outward shows be least A gentle scroll;-Fair lady, by your leave; [Kissing her.
As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins
Dignity of mien. I Winning favour.
And these assume but valour's excrement,
The painter plays the spider; and hath wovER
leave itself unfurnish'd: Yet look, ben far
The substance of my praise doth wrong this shadow,
In underprizing it, so far this shadow
I come by note, to give, and to receive.
Por. You see me, lord Bassanio, where I
Such as I am though for myself alone,
Is sum cf something; which, to term in gros,
+ Likeness, pertrast.
Happiest of all, is, that her gentle spirit
Bass. Madam, you have bereft me of all words,
Only my blood speaks to you in my veins :
Parts from this finger, then parts life from hence;
Oh! then be bold to say, Bassanio's dead.
Ner. My lord and lady, it is now our time, That have stood by, and seen our wishes prosper,
To cry, good joy; Good joy, my lord and lady!
Enter LORENZO, JESSICA, and SALERIO.
I bid my very friends and countrymen,
Por. So do I, my lord;
Lor. I thank your honour :-For my part, my lord, My purpose was not to have seen you bere; But meeting with Salerio by the way,
↑ Pause, delay.
He did entreat me, past all saying nay,
And I have reason for it. Signior Antonio
[Gives BASSANIO a letter. Bass. Ere I ope his letter,
I pray you, tell me how my good friend doth.
Gra. Nerissa, cheer yon' stranger; bid her welcome.
Your hand, Salerio; What's the news from
How doth that royal merchant, good Antonio ?
That I was worse than nothing; for, indeed,
And not one vessel 'scape the dreadful touch
Saler. Not one, my lord.
Jes. When I was with him I have heard him swear,
To Tubal and to Chus, his countrymen,
Por. Is it your dear friend, that is thus in
Bass. The dearest friend to me, the kindest man,
The best condition'd and unwearied spirit
• The chief of men.
Well, jailer, on:-Pray God, Bassanio come
Enter PORTIA, NERISSA, LORENZO, JESSICA
Lor. Madam, although I speak it in your pre
You have a noble and a true conceit
Por. What, no more?
Shall lose a hair through Bassanio's fault.
Bass. Since I have your good leave to
Por. I never did repent for doing good,
Por. O love, despatch all business, and
Bass. [Reads.] Sweet Bassanio, my ships have all miscarried, my creditors grow cruel, my estate is very low, my bond to the Jew is forfeit; and since, in paying it, it is impossible I should live, all debts are cleared be-Nor shall not now: for in companions tween you and I, if I might but see you at That do converse and waste the time together, my death; notwithstanding, use your plea-Whose souls do bear an equal yoke of love, sure if your love do not persuade you to There must be needs a like proportion let not my letter. Of lineaments, of manners, and of spirit: Which makes me think that this Antonio, Being the bosom lover of my lord, Must needs be like my lord: If it be so, How little is the cost I have bestow'd, In purchasing the semblance of my soul From out the state of hellish cruelty I This comes too near the praising of myself: Therefore, no more of it: hear other things. — Lorenzo, I commit into your hands The husbandry and manage of my house, Until my lord's return: for mine own p., I have toward heaven breath'd a secret ves To live in prayer and contemplation, Only attended by Nerissa bere,
Until her husband and my lord's return:
And there we will abide. I do desire yon,
The which my love, and some necessity,
Lor. Madam, with all my heart;
I will make haste; but till I come again,
SCENE III.-Venice.-A Street.
Enter SHYLOCK, SALANIO, ANTONIO, AND
Ant. Hear me yet, good Shylock.
I have sworn an oath that I will have my bond:
Of god-like amity; which appears most strongly
Ant. The duke cannot deny the course of
How true a gentlemen you send relief,
I shall obey you in all fair commands.
Por. My people do already know my muri,
Jes. I wish your ladyship all heart's content. Por. I thank you for your wish, and am well pleas'd
To wish it back on you: fare you well, Jes-
As I have ever found thee honest, true,
Bring them, I pray thee, with imagin'd sperd
But get thee gone: I shall be there before thee.
Por. Come on, Nerissa; I have work in band That you yet know not of: we'll see our bus bands,
Before they think of us.
Ner. Shall they see us?
Por. They shall, Nerissa; but in such a batut,
And speak, between the change of man and boy,
Above a twelvemonth :-I have within my mind
Ner. Why, shall we turn to men?
SCENE V.-The same.-A Garden.
Enter LAUNCELOT and JESSICA. Laun. Yes, truly :-for, look you, the sins of the father are to be laid upon the children; therefore, I promise you, I fear you. I was always plain with you, and so now I speak my agitation of the matter: Therefore, be of good cheer; for, truly, I think, you are damn'd. There is but one hope in it that can do yon any good; and that is but a kind of bastard hope neither.
Jes. And what hope is that, I pray thee? Laun. Marry, you may partly hope that your father got you not, that you are not the Jew's daughter.
Jes. That were a kind of bastard hope, indeed; so the sins of my mother should be visited upon me.
Laun. Truly then I fear you are damn'd both by father and mother: thus when I shun Scylla, your father, I fall into Charybdis, your mother: well, you are gone both ways.
Jes. I shall be saved by my husband; he hath made me a Christian.
Laun. Truly the more to blame he: we were Christians enough before ; e'en as many as could well live, one by another: This making of Christians will raise the price of hogs; if we grow all to be pork-eaters, we shall not shortly
have a rasher on the coals for money.
Jes. I'll tell my husband, Launcelot, what you say; here he comes.
Lor. I shall grow jealous of you shortly, Launcelot, if you thus get my wife into corners. Jes. Nay, you need not fear us, Lorenzo; Lanncelot and I are out: he tells me flatly, there is no mercy for me in heaven, because I ani a Jew's daughter and he says you are no good member of the commonwealth; for, in convert ing Jews to Christians, you raise the price of pork.
Lor. I shall answer that better to the commonwealth, than you can the getting up of the negro's belly: the Moor is with child by you, Launcelot. Laun. It is much, that the Moor should be more than reason: but if she be less than an honest woman, she is, indeed, more than I took ber for.
Lor. Will you cover then, Sir?
Laun. Not so, Sir, neither; I know my duty. Lor. Yet more quarrelling with occasion! Wilt thou show the whole wealth of thy wit in an instant? I pray thee, understand a plain man in his plain meaning: go to thy fellows; bid them cover the table, serve in the meat, and we will come in to dinner.
Laun. For the table, Sir, it shall be served in; for the meat, Sir, it shall be covered for your coming in to dinner, Sir, why, let it be as humours and conceits shall govern.
[Exit LAUNCELOT. Lor. O dear discretion, how his words are suited f
The fool hath planted in his memory
Lor. How every fool can play upon the word! I think, the best grace of wit will shortly turn into silence; and discourse grow commendable in none only but parrots.-Go in, sirrah; bid them prepare for dinner.
Laun. That is done, Sir; they have all stomachs.
Lor. Goodly lord, what a wit-snapper are you then bid them prepare dinner. Laun. That is done too, Sir; only, cover is the word.
SCENE 1.-Venice.-A Court of Justice. Enter the DUKE, the Magnificoes, ANTONIO,
BASSANIO, GRATIANO, SALARINO, SALANIO, and others.
Duke. What, is Antonio here?
Duke. I am sorry for thee; thou art come
A stony adversary, an inhuman wretch
Your grace hath ta'en great pains to qualify
Duke. Go one, and call the Jew into the court.
Salan. He's ready at the door: he comes, my lord.
Duke. Make room, and let him stand before our face.
Shylock, the world thinks, and I think so too, That thou but lead'st this fashion of thy malice To the last hour of act; and then, 'tis thought,