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Enter Messenger. Mel. My Lord, your brother John is ta’en in
fight, And brought with armed men back to Messina.
Bene. Think not on him 'till to morrow: I'll devise thee brave punishments for him. Strike up, Pipers.
[Dance. [Exeunt omnes.
DUKE of Venice.
Solarino, į Friends to Anthonio and Baffanio.
Portia, an Heiress of great Quality and Fortune,
other Attendants. SCENE, partly at Venice; and partly at Bel
mont, the Seat of Portia upon the Continent.
THE Τ Η Ε
MERCHANT of VENICE,
ACT I. SCENE I.
A Street in Venice.
ANTHO NIo. S YEN sooth, I know not why I am so fad:
on It wearies me; you say, 'it wearies you; SY IN But how I caught it, found it, or came
e by it, Me What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is "... born, I am to learn mama And such a want-wit sadness makes of me, That I have much ado to know my self.
Sal. Your mind is toffing on the ocean; There, where your ' Argofies with portly Sail, Like signiors and rich burghers on the food,
| Argofie, a ship from Argo.. Mr. Pope. • Vol. II.
And ortune ce me faccooling in
Or as it were the pageants of the Sea,
Sola. Believe me, Sir, had I such venture forth,
Sal. My wind, cooling my broth, Would blow me to an ague, when I thought What harm a wind too great might do at sea. i I should not see the sandy hour-glass run, But I should think of shallows and of Aats; And see my wealthy Andrewe dock'd in fand, Vailing her high top lower than her ribs, To kiss her burial. Should I go to church, And see the holy edifice of stone, And not bethink me strait of dang'rous rocks? Which, touching but my gentle vessel's side, Would scatter all the spices on the stream, Enrobe the roaring waters with my silks ; And in a word, but even now worth this, And now worth nothing. Shall I have the thought To think on this, and shall I lack the thought, That such a thing, bechanc'd, would make me fad ? But tell not me; I know, Anthonio Is fad to think upon his merchandize.
Anth. Believe me, no: I thank my fortune for its My ventures are not in one bottom trusted, Nor to one place; nor is my whole estate Upon the fortune of this present year: Therefore, my merchandize makes me not fad. Sola. Why then you are in love.