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And, where thou now exact'st the penalty,
(Which is a pound of this poor merchant's flesh,
Thou wilt not only loose the forfeiture,
But, touched with human gentleness and love,
Forgive a moiety of the principal;
Glancing an eye of pity on his losses,
That have of late so huddled on his hack;
Enough to press a royal merchant down,
And pluck commisseration of his state
From brassy bosoms, and rough hearts of flint,
From stubborn Turks and Tartars, never trained
To offices of tender courtesy.
We all expect a gentle answer, Jew.
Shy. (R.) I have possessed your grace of what I pur
And by our holy sabbath have I sworn,
To have the due and forfeit of my bond :
If you deny it, let the danger light
Upon your charter, and your city's freedom.
You'll ask me, why I rather choose to have
A weight of carrion flesh, than to receive
Three thousand ducats :-I'll not answer that :
But say, it is my humour: is it answered ?
house be troubled with a rat,
And I be pleased to give ten thousand ducats
To have it baned; what, are you answered yet ?
Some men there are, love not a gaping pig;
Some, that are mad, if they behold a cat;
Now for your answer :
As there is no firm reason to be rendered,
Why he cannot abide a gaping pig;
Why he, a harmless necessary cat:
So can I give no reason, nor will I not,
More than a lodged hate, and a certain loathing
I bear Antonio, that I follow thus
A losing suit against him. Are you answered ?
Bass. (L. c) This is no answer, thou unfeeling man, 'To excuse the current of thy cruelty.
Shy. I am not bound to please thee with my answer.
Bass. Do all men kill the things they do not love?
Shy. Hates any man the thing he would not kill ?
Bass. Every offence is not a bate at first.“
Shy. What, would'st thou have a serpent sting thee
twice ? Ant. (L. c.) I pray you, think you question with the
upon the beach,
And bid the main flood bate his usual height;
You may as well use question with the wolf,
Why he hath made the ewe bleat for the lamb;
You may as well forbid the mountain pines
their high tops, and to make no noise,
When they are fretted with the gusts of heaven;
You may as well— do anything most hard,
As seek to soften that (than which what's harder ?)
His Jewish heart: therefore I do beseech you,
Make no more offers, use no further means,
But, with all brief and plain conveniency,
Let me have judgment, and the Jew his will.
Bass. For thy three thousand ducats here are six.
ducat in six thousand ducats Were in six parts, and every part a ducat, I would not draw them, I would have my bond.
Duke. How shalt thou hope for mercy, rend'ring none ?
Shy. What judgment shall I dread, doing no wrong?
You have among you many a purchased slave,
Which, like your asses, and your dogs, and mules,
You use in abject and in slavish parts,
Because you bought them; shall I say to you,
Let them be free, marry them to your heirs ;
Why sweat they under their burdens ? let their beds
Be made as soft as yours, let their palates
Be seasoned with such viands ? you will answer,
The slaves are ours:-So do I answer you :
The pound of flesh which I demand of him,
Is dearly bought, is mine, and I will have it :
If you deny me, fie upon your law!
There is no force in the decrees of Venice:
I stand for judgment :-answer: shall I have it ?
Duke. Upon my power,
dismiss this courie
Unless Bellario, a learned doctor,
Whom I have sent for to determine this,
Come here to-day.
Sala. (R.) My lord, here stays without
A messenger with letters from the doctor,
New come from Padua.
Duke. Bring us the letters: call the messenger.
[Exit Salanie, R.
Bass. Good cheer, Antonio ! What, man? courage
The Jew shall have my flesh, blood, bones and all,
Ere thou shalt lose for me one drop of blood.
Ant. I am a tainted wether of the flock,
Meetest for death ; the weakest kind of fruit
Drops earliest to the ground, and so let me;
You cannot better be employed, Bassanio,
Chan to live still, and write mine epitaph.
Enter SOLAnio with NERISSA, dressed like a Lawyer's
goes to the Duke.
Duke. Came you from Padua, from Bellario?
Ner. From buth, my lord : Bellario greets your grace.
[Presents a letter.-Shylock kneels on one knee, and
whets his knife on the floor.
Bass. Why dost thou whet thy knife so earnestly. ?
Shy. To cut the forfeit from that bankrupt there.
Gra. Can no prayers pierce thee ?
Shy. (Gets up.] No, none that thou hast wit enough to
ūra. (R. C.) Oh, be thou damned, inexorable dog,
And for thy life let justice be accused.
Thou almost mak'st me waver in my faith,
To hold opinion with Pythagoras,
That souls of animals infuse themselves
Into the trunks of men : thy currish spirit
Governed a wolf, who, hanged for human slaughter,
Even from the gallows did his fell soul fleet,
And, whilst thou lay'st in thy unhallowed dam,
Infused itself in thee; for thy desires
Are wolfish, bloody, starved, and ravenous.
Shy. (R. C.) (Holding up the bond, and tapping it with
the knife. Till thou canst rail the seal from off my
Thou but offend’st thy lungs to speak so loud:
Repair thy wit, good youth, or it will fall
To cureless ruin. I stund here for law.
text estis and a her trial sho
Duke. This letter from Bellario doth commend young
and learned doctor to our court: Vhere is he? Ner. He attendeth here hard by, o know your answer, whether you'll admit him. Duke. With all my heart:—some three or four of you, to give him courteous conduct to this place.
[Excunt Gratiano and Solanio, R. seantime, the Court shall bear Bellario's letter.
[Reads.] “ Your grace shall understand that, at the reeipt of your letter, I am very sick : but in the instant that four messenger came, in loving visitation was with me a young doctor of Rome, his name is Balthazar. I acquaintd him with the cause in controversy between the Jew and Antonio, the merchant: we turned o'er many books toge
her ; he is furnished with my opinion ; which, bettered
with his own learning, (the greatness whereof I cannot
nough commend,) comes with him, at my importunity, to
fill up your grace's request in my stead. I beseech you, let
his lack of years be no impediment to let him lack a reve-
rent estimation ; for I never knew so young a body with so
old a head. I leave him to your gracious acceptance, whose
trial shall better publish his commendation.".
You hear the learned Bellario, what he writes,
And here, I take it, is the doctor come.
Enter Portia, dressed like a Doctor of Laws, SOLANIO,
and GRATIANO, R. -Portia advancing to the c. of the
Stage, bows to the Court, and then approaches towards
hand : Came
from old Bellario? Por. I did, my lord. Duke. You are welcome : take your place.
[Portia sits. Are
you acquainted with the difference That holds this present question in the court ?
Por. I am informed thoroughly of the cause.
Which is the merchant here, and which the Jew?
Duke. Antonio and old Shylock, both stand forth.
(They stand forth—Portia in c. of Stage.
Por. Is your name Shylock ?
Shy. Shylock is my name.
Por. Of a strange nature is the suit you follow;
Yet in such rule, that the Venetian law
Cannot impugn you as you do proceed.
[To Ant] You stand within his danger, do you not!
Ant. Ay, so he says.
Por. Do you confess the bond ?
Ant. I do.
Por. Then must the Jew be merciful.
Shy. On what compulsion must I ? tell me that.
Por. The quality of mercy is not strained;
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven,
Upon the place beneath : it is twice blessed :
It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes;
'Tis mightiest in the mightiest ; it becomes
The thronéd monarch better than his crown:
His sceptre shows the force of temporal power,
The attribute to awe and majesty,
Wherein doth sit the fear and dread of kings;
But mercy is above the sceptered sway,
It is enthronéd in the hearts of kings,
It is an attribute to God himself;
And earthly power doth then show likest God's,
When mercy seasons justice: therefore, Jew,
Though justice be thy plea, consider this,-
That, in the course of justice, none of us
Should see salvation. We do
pray for mercy;
And that same prayer doth teach us all to render
The deeds of mercy; I have spoke thus much,
To mitigate the justice of thy plea;
Which, if thou follow, this strict court of Venice
Must needs give sentence 'gainst the merchant there,
Shy. My deeds upon my head! I crave the law, The penalty and forfeit of my bond.
Por. Is he not able to discharge the money ?
Bass. Yes, here I tender it for him in the court; Yea, thrice the sum: If that will not suffice, I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart: If this will not suffice, it must appear. That malice bears down truth : And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority : To do a great right, do a little wrong, And curb this cruel devil of his will.