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Shy. O noble judge! O excellent young man! Por. For the intent and purpose of the law Hath full relation to the penalty,
Which here appeareth due upon the bond.
Shy. 'Tis very true: O wise and upright judge!
Shy. Ay, his breast:
So says the bond:-Doth it not, noble judge?—
Shy I have them ready.
Por. Have by some surgeon, Shylock, on your charge, To stop his wounds, lest he should bleed to death.
Shy. Is it so nominated in the bond?
Por. It is not so expressed; but what of that? 'Twere good you do so much for charity.
Shy. I cannot find it; 'tis not in the bond.
Por. Come, merchant, have you anything to say?
To let the wretched man outlive his wealth,
To view with hollow eye and wrinkled brow
An age of poverty: from which lingering penance
Commend me to your honorable wife—
Shy. We trifle time; I pray thee pursue sentence. Por. A pound of that same merchant's flesh is thine; The court awards it, and the law doth give it.
Shy. Most rightful judge!
Por. And you must cut this flesh from off his breast; The law allows it, and the court awards it.
Shy. Most learnëd judge! A sentence! Come, prepare.
Por. Tarry a little; there is something else.
One drop of Christian blood, thy lands and goods
Unto the state of Venice.
Gra. O upright judge!—Mark, Jew!—O learnëd judge! Shy. Is that the law?
Por. Thyself shalt see the act:
For, as thou urgest justice, be assured
Thou shalt have justice, more than thou desirest.
Gra. O learnëd judge! Mark, Jew; a learnëd judge! Shy. I take this offer then,-pay the bond thrice, And let the Christian go.
The Jew shall have all justice;-soft!-no haste;—
Gra. O Jew! an upright judge, a learned judge!
Thou diest, and all thy goods are confiscate.
Gra. A second Daniel, a Daniel, Jew!
Now, infidel, I have thee on the hip.
Por. Why doth the Jew pause? Take thy forfeiture. Shy. Give me my principal, and let me go.
Bass. I have it ready for thee; here it is. Por. He hath refused it in the open court; He shall have merely justice, and his bond.
Gra. A Daniel, still say I; a second Daniel!I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word.
Shy. Shall I not have barely my principal?
Por. Thou shalt have nothing but the forfeiture,
I'll stay no longer question.
The law hath yet another hold on you.
The party 'gainst the which he doth contrive
Duke. That thou shalt see the difference of our spirit, I pardon thee thy life before thou ask it:
For half thy wealth, it is Antonio's ;
The other half comes to the general state,
Which humbleness may drive unto a fine.
Shy. Nay, take my life and all; pardon not that:
Ant. So please my lord the duke, and all the court, To quit the fine for one-half of his goods
I am content, so he will let me have
The other half in use, to render it,
Upon his death, unto the gentleman
That lately stole his daughter.
Duke. He shall do this; or else I do recant The pardon that I late pronounced here.
Por. Art thou contented, Jew? what dost thou say?
Por. Clerk, draw a deed of gift.
Shy. I pray you give me leave to go from hence: I am not well: send the deed after me,
And I will sign it.
Duke. Get thee gone, but do it.
SELECT ETYMOLOGIES.-Ass: L. as'inus; h., asinine. ... Carrion: It. carogna; L. ca'ro, car'nis, flesh.... Dram: a contraction of drachma; It. dramma, a very small quantity of a thing; fr. the Gr. drach'mē, a handful. Mule: L. mu'lus. . . . Palate: L. pala'lum, the upper part or roof of the mouth. . . . Pause: L. pau'sa, a halt or stop. . . . Pay: L. L. pa'co, I satisfy, I pay; fr. L. pa'co, I pacify; fr. pax, pa'cis, peace: v. PACIFIC. . . . Poverty: F. pauvrete; fr. the L. pauper'tas; fr. pau'per, poor. Sabbath: Gr. Sab'baton; fr. the Hebrew Shabath, to rest from labor. Tarry: fr. the L. tar'do, I delay; fr. tar'dus, slow.
XC.-THE STAR-SPANGLED BANNER.
Он, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming; And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there;Oh, say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,
'Tis the star-spangled banner! oh, long may it wave
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
From the terror of death and the gloom of the
grave; And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
Oh, thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war's desolation; Blest with victory and peace, may the heaven-rescued land Praise the Power that has made and preserved us a nation! Then conquer we must, for our cause it is just,
And this be our motto, In God is our trust.
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
FRANCIS SCOTT KEY.
FALSELY luxurious, will not man awake,
'Wildered and tossing through distempered dreams,