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Let not the sound of shallow foppery enter I'll watch as long for you then.-Approach ;
My sober house.-By Jacob's staff I swear, Here dwells my father Jew:-Ho! who's within?
I have no mind of feasting forth to-night:
But I will go.-Go you before me, sirrah :

Enter Jessica above, in boy's clothes.
Say, I will come.

Jes. Who are you? Tell me, for more cere Laun. I will go before, sir.

tainty,
Mistress, look out at window, for all this; Albeit I'll swear that I do know your tongue.
There will come a Christian by,

Lor. Lorenzo, and thy love.
Will be worth a Jewess' eye. [Exit Laun. Jes. Lorenzo, certain; and my love, indeed;
Shy. What says that fool of Hagar's offspring, For who love I so much? And now who knows,
ha ?

But you, Lorenzo, whether I am yours?
Jes. His words were, Farewell, mistress; no- Lor. Heaven, and thy thoughts, are witness
thing else.

that thou art.
Shy. The patch is kind enough ; but a huge Jes. Here, catch this casket; it is worth the
feeder,

pains.
Snail-slow in profit, and he sleeps by day I am glad 'tis night, you do not look on me,
More than the wild cat ; drones hive not with me; For I am much asham’d of my exchange :
Therefore I part with him; and part with him But love is blind, and lovers cannot see
To one, that I would have him help to waste The pretty follies that themselves commit;
His borrow'd purse.—Well, Jessica, go in; For if they could, Cupid himself would blush
Perhaps, I will return immediately;

To see me thus transformed to a boy.
Do, as I bid you,

Lor. Descend, for you must be my

torche Shut doors after you : Fast bind, fast find;

bearer.
A proverb never stale in thrifty mind. [Exit. Jes. What, must I hold a candle to my shames?

Jes. Farewell ; and if my fortune be not crost, They in themselves, good sooth, are too, too light.
I have a father, you a daughter, lost. [Exit. Why, 'tis an office of discovery, love ;

And I should be obscured.
SCENE VI.-The same.

Lor. So are you, sweet,
Enter GRATIANO and Salarino, masqued.

Even in the lovely garnish of a boy.

But come at once ;
Gra. This is the pent-house, under which Lo-For the close night doth play the runaway,

And we are staid for at Bassanio's feast.
Desir'd us to make stand.

Jes. I will make fast the doors, and gild mya Salar. His hour is almost past.

self Gra. And it is marvel he out-dwells his hour, with some more ducats, and be with you straight. For lovers ever run before the clock.

[Erit, from above Salar. O, ten times faster Venus' pigeons fly Gra. Now, by my hood, a Gentile, and no Jew. To seal love's bonds new made, than they are Lor. Beshrew me, but I love her heartily wont,

For she is wise, if I can judge of her ; To keep obliged faith unforfeited !

And fair she is, if that mine eyes be true; Gra. That ever holds: Who riseth from a

And true she is, as she hath prov'd herself ; feast,

And therefore, like herself, wise, fair, and true,
With that keen appetite that he sits down? Shall she be placed in my constant soul.
Where is the horse, that doth untread again
His tedious measures with the unbated fire,

Enter JESSICA, below.
That he did pace them first? All things that are,
Are with more spirit chased than enjoy'd.

What, art thou come?-On, gentlemen, away;
How like a younker, or a prodigal,

Our masquing mates by this time for us stay.
The scarfed bark puts from her native bay,

Erit with Jessica and Salarino,
Hugg’d and embraced by the strumpet wind!
How like the prodigal doth she return;

Enter ANTONIO.
With over-weather'd ribs, and ragged sails,
Lean, rent, and beggar'd by the strumpet wind ! Ant. Who's there?

Gra. Signior Antonio?
Enter LORENZO.

Ant. Fye, fye, Gratiano! where are all the rest? Salar. Here comes Lorenzo ; more of this 'Tis nine o'clock; our friends all stay for you: hereafter.

No masque to-night; the wind is come about,
Lor. Sweet friends, your patience for my long Bassanio presently will aboard:
abode;

I have sent twenty out to seek for you.
Not I, but my affairs, have made you wait : Gra. I am glad on't ; I desire no more delight,
When you shall please to play the thieves for Than to be under sail and gone to-night,
wives,

[Ereunt.

renzo

go

VOL. I.

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well ; your

Being ten times undervalued to try'd gold? SCENE VII.-Belmont. A room in Portia's O sinful thought! Never so rich a gem house.

Was set in worse than gold. They have in Enge

land Flourish of cornets. Enter Portia, with the A coin, that bears the figure of an angel Prince of Morocco, and both their Trains.

Stamped in gold; but that's insculp'd upon ; Por. Go, draw aside the curtains, and discover But here an angel in a golden bed The several caskets to this noble prince :- Lies all within.-Deliver me the key; Now make your choice.

Here do I choose, and thrive I as I may ! Mor. The first of gold, who this inscription Por. There, take it, prince ; and if my form bears;

lie there, Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men de- Then I am yours. [He unlocks the golden casket. sire.

Mor. O hell! what have we here? The second, silver, which this promise carries;- A carrion death, within whose empty eye Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he deserves. There is a written scroll? I'll read the writing. This third, dull lead, with warning all as blunt;Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all he hath. All that glisters is not gold, How shall I know if I do choose the right?

Often have you heard that told : Por. The one of them contains my picture, Many a man his life hath sold, prince;

But my outside to behold : If you choose that, then I am yours withal.

Gilded tombs do worms infold. Mor. Some god direct my judgment! Let me Had you been as wise as bold, see,

Young in limbs, in judgment old, I will survey the inscriptions back again:

Your answer had not been inscroid: What says this leaden casket ?

Fare
you

suit is cold.
Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all he hath.
Must give-For what? for lead ? hazard for lead? Cold, indeed ; and labour lost;
This casket threatens: Men, that hazard all, Then, farewell, heat; and, welcome, frost.-
Do it in hope of fair advantages :

Portia, adieu ! I have too griev'd a heart A golden mind stoops not to shows of dross ; To take a tedious leave: thus losers part. [Erit. I'll then nor give, nor hazard, aught for lead. Por. A gentle riddance :-Draw the curtains, What says the silver, with her virgin hue?

go; Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he deserves. Let all of his complexion choose me so. As much as he deserves?—Pause there, Morocco,

[Eseunt. And weigh thy value with an even hand: If thou be'st rated by thy estimation,

SCENE VIII.-Venice. A street.
Thou dost deserve enough ; and yet enough

Enter SALARINO and SALANIO.
May not extend so far as to the lady;
And yet to be afeard of my deserving,

Salar. Why man, I saw Bassanio under sail; Were but a weak disabling of myself.

With him is Gratiano gone along; As much as I deserve !—Why, that's the lady; And in their ship, I am sure, Lorenzo is not. I do in birth deserve her, and in fortunes, Salan. The villain Jew with outcries rais'd In graces, and in qualities of breeding ;

the duke ; But more than these, in love I do deserve. Who went with him to search Bassanio's ship. What if I stray'd no further, but chose here? Salar. He came too late, the ship was under Let's see once more this saying grav'd in gold :

sail : Who choos: th me, shall gain what many men desire. But there the duke was given to understand, Why, that's the lady; all the world desires her: That in a gondola were seen together From the four corners of the earth they come, Lorenzo and his amorous Jessica : To hiss this shrine, this mortal breathing saint. Besides, Antonio certify'd the duke, The Hyrcanian deserts, and the vasty wilds They were not with Bassanio in his ship. Of wide Arabia, are as through-fares now,

Salan. I never heard a passion so confus'd, For princes to come view fair Portia :

So strange, outrageous, and so variable, The wat’ry kingdom, whose ambitious head As the dog Jew did utter the streets: Spits in tlie face of heaven, is no bar

My daughter !-- my ducats !-O my daughter! To stop the foreign spirits; but they come, Fled with a Christian ?-O my christian ducats ! As o'er a brook, to see fair Portia.

Justice! the law ! my ducats, and my daughter! One of these three contains her heavenly picture. A sealed bag, two sealed bags of ducats, Is't like, that lead contains her? 'Twere dam- of double ducats, stoln from me by my daughter ! nation,

And jewels; two stones, two rich and precious To think so base a thought; it were too gross

stones, To rib her cerecloth in the obscure grave. Stoln by my daughter ! Justice ! find the girl! Or shall I think, in silver she's immur'd, She hath the stones upon her, and the ducats!

Tomy

meant

you hear;

nour

Salar. Why, all the boys in Venice follow him, Por. To these injunctions every one doth Crying,--his stones, his daughter, and his swear, ducats.

That comes to hazard for my worthless self. Salan. Let good Antonio look he keep his day, Ar. And so have I address'd me. Fortune now Or he shall pay for this.

heart's

's hope!--Gold, silver, and base lead. Salar. Marry, well remember'd :

Who chooseth me, must give and hazurd all he hath. I reason'd with a Frenchman yesterday ; You shall look fairer, ere I give, or hazard. Who told me,-in the narrow seas, that part What

says the golden chest? ha ! let me see: The French and English, there miscarried Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men A vessel of our country, richly fraught :

desire. I thought upon Antonio, when he told me; What many men desire? That many may be And wish'd in silence, that it were not his. Salan. You were best to tell Antonio what By the fool multitude, that choose by show,

Not learning more than the fond eye doth teach ; Yet do not suddenly, for it may grieve him. Which pries not to the interior, but, like the Salar. A kinder gentleman treads not the martlet, earth.

Builds in the weather on the outward wall, I saw Bassanio and Antonio part:

Even in the force and road of casualty. Bassanio told him, he would make some speed I will not choose what many men desire, Of his return; he answer'd-Do not so, Because I will not jump with common spirits, Slubber not business for my sake, Bassanio, And rank me with the barbarous multitudes. But stay the very riping of the time;

Why, then to thee, thou silver treasure-house; And for the Jew's bond, which he hath of me, Tell me once more what title thou dost bear : Let it not enter in your mind of love :

Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he deserves. Be merry; and employ your chiefest thoughts And well said too: For who shall go about To courtship, and such fair ostents of love To cozen fortune, and be honourable As shall conveniently become you

there :

Without the stamp of merit ! Let none presume And even there, his eye being big with tears, To wear an undeserved dignity. Turning his face, he put his hand behind him, 0, that estates, degrees, and offices, And with affection wondrous sensible

Were not deriv'd corruptly! and that clear how He wrung Bassanio's hand, and so they parted. Salan. I think, he only loves the world for Were purchas’d by the merit of the wearer ! him.

How many then should cover, that stand bare? I pray thee, let us go, and find him out,

How many be commanded, that command ? And quicken his embraced heaviness

How much low peasantry would then be glean'd With some delight or other.

From the true seed of honour ? and how much Salar. Do we so.

[Exeunt. honour

Pick'd from the chaff and ruin of the times, SCENE IX.-Belmont. A room in Portia's To be new varnish’d? Well, but to my choice : house.

Who chooseth me,

shall get as much as he deserves.

I will assume desert :-Give me the key for this, Enter Nerissa, with a Servani.

And instantly unlock my fortunes here. Ner. Quick, quick, I pray thee, draw the Por. Too long a pause for that, which you curtain straight ;

find there. The prince of Arragon hath ta’en his oath, Ar. What's here? the portrait of a blinking And comes to his election presently.

idiot,
Flourish of cornets. Enter the Prince of Arragon, How much unlike art thou to Portia ?

Presenting me a schedule? I will read it.
Portia, and their trains.

How much unlike my hopes, and my deservings ? Por. Behold, there stand the caskets, noble Who chooseth me, shall have as much as he deserves. prince:

Did I deserve no more than a fool's head ? If you choose that wherein I am contain’d, Is that my prize ? are my deserts no better? Straight shall our nuptial rites be solemniz’d; Por. To offend, and judge, are distinct offices, But if you fail, without more speech, my lord, And of opposed natures. You must be gone from hence immediately Ar. What is here? Ar. I am enjoin'd by oath to observe three things :

The fire seven times tried this; First, never to unfold to any one

Seven times tried that judgment is, Which casket 'twas I chose; next, if I fail

That did never choose amiss : Of the right casket, never in my life

Some there be, that shadows kiss ; To woo a maid in way of marriage ; lastly,

Such have but a shadow's bliss : If I do fail in fortune of my choice,

There be fools alive, I wis, Immediately to leave you and begone.

Silver'd o'er; and so was this.

Take what wife you will to bed,

Por. Here; what would my lord?
I will ever be your head :

Serv. Madam, there is alighted at your gate
So begone, sir, you are sped.

A young Venetian, one, that comes before

To signify the approaching of his lord: Still more fool I shall appear

From whom he bringeth sensible regreets ; By the time I linger here:

To wit, besides commends, and courteous breath, With one fool's head I came to woo, Gifts of rich value; yet I have not seen But I go away with two.

So likely an embassador of love: Sweet, adieu ! I'll keep my oath,

A day in April never came so sweet, Patiently to bear my wroth.

To show how costly summer was at hand, [Exeunt Arragon, and Train. As this fore-spurrer comes before his lord. Por. Thus hath the candle sing'd the moth. Por. No more, I pray thee ; I am half afeard, O these deliberate fools! when they do choose, Thou wilt say anon, he is some kin to thee, They have the wisdom by their wit' to lose. Thou spend'st such high-day wit in praising Ner. The ancient saying is no heresy ;

him.Hanging and wiving goes by destiny.

Come, come, Nerissa; for I long to see Por. Come, draw the curtain, Nerissa. Quick Cupid's post, that comes so mannerly,

Ner. Bassanio, lord love, if thy will it be! Enter a Servant.

Exeunt. Serv. Where is my lady?

ACT III. .

SCENE I.-Venice. A street.

the bird was fledg'd; and then it is the com

plexion of them all to leave the dam. Enter SALANIO and SALARINO.

Shy. She is damn'd for it. Salan. Now, what news on the Rialto ? Salar. That's certain, if the devil may be her

alar. Why, yet it lives there uncheck’d, that judge. Antonio hath a ship of rich lading wreck'd on Shy. My own flesh and blood to rebel ! the narrow seas : the Goodwins, I think they Salan. Out upon it, old carrion ! rebels it at call the place; a very dangerous fiat, and fatal, these years? where the carcases of many a tall ship lie bu- Shy. I say, my daughter is my flesh and blood. ried, as they say, if my gossip report be an ho- Salar. There is more difference between thy nest woman of her word.

flesh and hers, than between jet and ivory ; more Salan. I would she were as lying a gossip in between your bloods, than there is between red that, as ever knapp'd ginger, or made her neigh- wine and rhenish:-But tell us, do you hear bours believe she wept for the death of a third whether Antonio have had any loss at sea or no? husband : But it is true,—without any slips of Shy. There I have another bad match: : prolixity, or crossing the plain high-way of talk, bankrupt, a prodigal, who dare scarce show his that the good Antonio, the honest Antonio, head on the Rialto;-a beggar, that used to come

O that I had a title good enough to keep so smug upon the mart;–let him look to his his name company !

bond: he was wont to call me usurer ;-let him Salar. Come, the full stop.

look to his bond: he was wont to lend money Salan. Ha, -what say'st thou ?-Why, the for a Christian courtesy ;-let him look to his end is, he hath lost a ship.

bond. Salar. I would it might prove the end of his Salar. Why, I am sure, if he forfeit, thou wilt losses !

not take his fesh; What's that good for? Salan. Let me say amen betimes, lest the Shy. To bait fish withal : if it will feed nodevil cross my prayer; for here he comes in thing else, it will feed my revenge. He hath disthe likeness of a Jew.

graced me, and hindered me of half a million;

laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scornEnter SHYLOCK.

ed my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my How now, Shylock ? what news among the friends, heated mine enemies; and what's his merchants ?

reason I am a Jew: Hath not a Jew eyes? Shy. You knew, none so well, none so well hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senas you, of my daughter's flight.

ses, affections, passions ? fed with the same food, Salar. That's

certain ; 1, for my part, knew hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same the tailor that made the wings she flew withal. diseases, healed by the same means, wariped and

Salan. And Shylock, for his own part, knew cooled by the same winter and summer, &s &

Christian is ? If you prick us, do we not bleed? Shy. Out upon her! Thou torturest me, Tuif you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison bal : it was my turquoise ; I had it of Leah, us, do we not die? and, if you wrong us, shall when I was a bachelor: I would not have given we not revenge? if we are like you in the rest, it for a wilderness of monkies. we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong Tub. But Antonio is certainly undone. a Christian, what is his humility ? revenge: If Shy. Nay, that's true, that's very true: Go, a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his suffer- Tubal, fee ine an officer, bespeak him a fortnight ance be by Christian example ? why, revenge. before : I will have the heart of him, if he forThe villainy, you teach me, I will execute ; and feit ; for were he out of Venice, I can make what it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction. merchandize I will: Go, go, Tubal, and meet Enter a Serrant.

ine at our synagogue; go, good Tubal ; at our synagogue, Tubal.

[Exeunt. Serv. Gentlemen, my master Antonio is at his house, and desires to speak with you both. SCENE II.-Belmomt. A room in Portia's Salar. We have been up and down to seek him.

house. Enter TURAL.

Enter Bassanio, Portia,Gratiano, Nerissa, Salan. Here comes mother of the tribe ; a

and Attendants. The Caskets are set out. third cannot be matched, unless the devil him- Por. I pray you, tarry ; pause a day or two, self turn Jew.

Before you hazard; for, in choosing wrong, [Exeunt Salan. Salar, and Servant. I lose your company; therefore, forbear a while: Shy. How now, Tubal, what news from Ge- There's something tells me, (but it is not love,) noa hast thou found my daughter ?

I would not lose you ; and you know yourself, Tub. I often came where I did hear of her, Hate counsels not in such a quality : but cannot find her,

But lest you should not understand me well, Sky. Why there, there, there, there ! a dia- (And yet a maiden hath no tongue but thought,) mond gone, cost me two thousand ducats in I would detain you here some month or two, Frankfort ! The curse never fell upon our nation Before you venture for me. I could teach you till now ; I never felt it till now :-two thou- How to choose right, but then I am forsworn; sand ducats in that ; and other precious, precious So will I never be : so may you miss me; jewels. I would, my daughter were dead ai my But if you do, you'll make me wish a sin, foot, and the jewels in lier ear! 'would she were

That I had been forsworn. Beshrew your eyes, hears'd at my foot, and the ducats in her cottin! They have o'er-look'd me, and divided me; No news of them :-Why, so:-and I know not One half of me is yours, the other half yours, what's spent in the search : Wly, thou loss up- Mine own, I would say, but if mine, then yours, on loss! the thief gone with so much, and so And so all yours : 0! these naughty times much to find the thief; and no satisfaction, no Put bars between the owners and their rights; revenge: nor no ill luck stirring, but what lights And so, though yours, not yours.-Prove it so, o'my shoulders ; no sighs, but o'my breathing; Let fortune go to hell for it,—not I. no tears, but o' my shedding.

I speak too long ; but 'tis to peize the time; Tuh. Yes, other men lave ill luck too ; An- To eke it, and to draw it out in length, tonio, as I heard in Genoa,

To stay you from election. Shy. What, what, what? ill luck, ill luck ? Bass. Let me choose;

Tüb. -hath an argosy cast away, coming For, as I am, I live upon the rack. frotn Tripolis.

Por. Upon the rack, Bassanio ? then confess Shy. I thank God, I thank God :-Is it true? What treason there is mingled with your love. is it true?

Bass. None, but that ugly treason of mistrust, Tub. I spoke with some of the sailors that which makes me fear the enjoying of my love: Escaped the wreck.

There may as well be amity and life Shy. I thank thee, good Tubal ;-Good news, 'Tween snow and fire, as treason and my love. good news: ha! ha!-Where? in Genoa ?' Por. Ay, but I fear, you speak upon the rack,

Tub. Your daughter spent in Genoa, as I Where men enforced do speak any thing. heard, one night, fourscore ducats.

Bass. Promise me life, and I'll confess the truth, Shy. Thou stick’st a dagger in me:-I shall Por. Well then, confess, and live. never see my gold again : Fourscore ducats at a Bass. Confess, and love, sitting ! fourscore ducats !

Had been the very sum of my confession : Tub. There came divers of Antonio's credi-O happy torment, when my torturer tors in my company to Venice, that swear he Doth teach me answers for deliverance ! cannot choose but break.

But let me to my fortune and the caskets. Shy. I am very glad of it: I'll plague him ; Por. Away then: I am lock'd in one of them; I'll torture him ; I am glad of it.

If you do love me, you will find me out.Tub. One of them shewed me a ring, that he Nerissa, and the rest, stand all aloof. had of your daughter for a monkey.

Let musick sound, while he doth make his choice;

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