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SCENE II. - Shylock's House.
Bnter Jessica and LAUNCELOT, L.
father See me talk with thee.
Laun. Adieu !--tears exhibit my tongue.—Most beau. tiful Pagan,-most sweet Jew! [Crosses to R.] if a Chris. tian did not play the knave, and get thee, I am much deceived :—but, adieu: these foolish drops do somewhat drown my manly spirit: adieu !
[Exit, R. Jes. Farewell, good LauncelotAlack, what heinous sin is it in me, To be ashamed to be my father's child ! But though I am a daughter to his blood, I am not to his manners :-Oh, Lorenzo, If thou keep promise, I shall end this strife; Become a Christian, and thy loving wife. [Exit, l.
SCENE III.-A Street in Venice.
Lor. Nay, we will slink away in supper time;
Gra. We have not made good preparation.
Sala. 'Tis vile, unless it may be quaintly ordered:
Lor. 'Tis now but four o'clock; we have two hours To furnish us :
Enter LAUNCELOT, L. Friend Launcelot, what's the news ?
Laun. An it shall please you to break up this, it shall seem to signify. [Gives Lorenzo a letter.--Crosses, R.
Lor. I know the hand : in faith, 'tis a fair white hand : And whiter than the
it writ on, Is the fair hand that writ.
Gra. Love news, in faith.
[Crosses, R. Lor. Whither goest thou ?
Laun. Marry, sir, to bid my old master, the Jew, to sup to-night with my new master the Christian.
Lor. Hold here, take this :-tell gentle Jessica I will not fail her ;-speak it privately-go
[Exit Launcelot, R. Gentlemen, Will you prepare you for this masque to-night? I am provided of a torch-bearer. Sol. Ay, marry, I'll be gone about it straight.
(Crosses, L. Sala. And so will I.
[Crosses towards L. Lor. Meet me and Gratiano, At Gratiano's lodging, some hour hence. Sala. 'Tis good we do so.
(Exeunt Salarino and Solanio L. Gra. Was not that letter from fair Jessica ?
Lor. I must needs tell thee all : she hath directed
SCENE IV.--Shylock's House. SHYLOCK, R., and LAUNCELOT, L., discovered. Shy. Well, thou shalt see, thy eyes shall be thy judge The difference of old Shylock and Bassanio :What, Jessica !-thou shalt not gormandize, As thou hast done with me ;-What, Jessica !. And sleep and snore, and rend apparel out: Why, Jessica, I say!
Laun. Why, Jessica !
Laun. Your worship was wont to tell me, I could do nothing without bidding.
Enter JESSICA, L.
What is your will ?
in hate, to feed upon
Laun. I beseech you, sir, go; my young master doth expect your reproach.
Shy. So do i his.
Laun. And they have conspired together, -I will not say, you shall see a masque ; but if you do, then it was not for nothing that my nose fell a bleeding on BlackMonday last, at six o'clock i'the morning, falling out that year on Ash Wednesday was four year in the afternoon.
Shy. What! are there masques ? Hear you me, Jes.
Lock up my doors; and when you hear the drum,
gaze on Christian fools with varnished faces :
, I swear I have no mind of feasting forth to-night : But I will
before sirrah. Say, I will come.
Laun. I will go before, sir. -
There will come a Christian by,
(Exit, Bm Shy. What says that fool of Hagar's offspring, ha? Jes. His words were, Farewell, mistress; nothing else.
Shylock takes his hat from table and advances, R. Shy. The patch is kind enough; but a huge feeder, Snail-slow in profit, and he sleeps by day More than the wild cat: drones hive not with me, Therefore I part with him; and part with him To one that I would have him help to waste His borrowed purse.-Well, Jessica, go in; Perhaps I will return immediately. Do as I bid you; shut doors after you ;Fast bind, fast find ; A proverb never stale in thrifty mind.
[Exit, R Jes. Farewell; and if my fortune be not crost, I have a father, you a daughter losto
Haste, Lorenzo, haste away,
To my longing arms repair,
Come and ease thy Jessy's care:
Scene V.-A Street in Venice.- Before Shylock's House,
Enter GRATIANO, SALARINO, and Solanio, masked, L.
Gra. This is the pent-house, under which Lorenzo Desired us to make stand.
Sol. His hour is almost past.
Gra. And it is marvel he out-dwells his hour,
Sala. Oh, ten times faster Venus' pigeons fly
Enter LORENZO, masked, L.
Lor. Sweet friends, your patience for my long abode; Not I, but any affairs, have made you
you shall please to play the thieves for wives, l'll watch as long for you then. Here dwells my father Jew.
My bliss too long my bride denies;
JESSICA at the Window in Flat, L.
Lor. Lorenzo, and thy love.
Jes. Lorenzo, certain; and my love, indeed; For who love I so much ? and now who knows But you. Lorenzo, whether I am yours ?
Lor. Heaven and thy thoughts are witness that thos
Jes. Here, catch this casket; it is worth the paine.
Lor. But come at once ;
Jes. I will make fast the doors, and gild myself
[Exit from the windo.o. Gra. Now, by my hood, a Gentile, and no Jew
Lor. Beshrew me, but I love her heartily ;
Enter JESSICA, L. D. F.
END OF ACT II.