Por. Here; What would my lord? A day in April never came fo fweet, ACT III. [Exeunt. SCENE I. A Street in Venice. Enter Salanio and Solarino. SOLARIN O. OW, what news on the Rialto? Now, what Sal. Why, yet it lives there uncheck'd, that Anthonio hath a fhip of rich lading wreck'd on the narrow feas; the Goodwins, I think they call the place; a very dangerous flat, and fatal, where the carcafes of many a tall fhip lie buried, as they fay, if my goffip Report be an honeft woman of her word. Sola. I would he were as lying a goffip in that, as ever knapt ginger; or made her neighbours believe, fhe wept for the death a third husband. But it it is true, without any flips of prolixity, or croffing the plain high-way of talk, that the good Anthonio, the honeft Anthonio-O that I had a title good enough to keep his name company! Sal. Come, the full ftop. Sola. Ha,-what say'st thou?-Why, the end is, he hath loft a fhip. Sal. I would it might prove the end of his loffes! Sola. Let me fay Amen betimes, left the devil cross thy prayer; for here he comes in the likeness of a Jew. 6 Enter Shylock. How now, Shylock? what news among the merchants? Shy. You knew, none fo well, none fo well as you, of my daughter's flight. Sal. That's certain; I, for my part, knew the taylor that made the wings the flew withal. Sola. And Shylock, for his own part, knew the bird was fledg'd; and then it is the complexion of them all to leave the dam. Shy. She is damn'd for it. Sal. That's certain, if the devil may be her judge. Shy. My own flesh and blood to rebel! Sola. Out upon it, old carrion! rebels it at these years? Sky. I fay, my daughter is my flesh and blood. Sal. There is more difference between thy flesh and hers, than between jet and ivory; more between your bloods, than there is between red wine and rhenish :-But tell us, do you hear, whether Anthonio have had any lofs at fea or no? Shy. There I have another bad match: a bank left the devil cross my prayer.] But the prayer was Salanio's. The other only, as clerk, fays Amen to it. We must therefore read-thy prayer. WARBURTON. rupt, rupt, a prodigal, 7 who dares fcarce fhew his head on the Rialto a beggar that us'd to come fo fmug upon the mart ;-let him look to his bond: he was wont to call me ufurer :-let him look to his bond: he was wont to lend money for a Chriftian courtesy; let him look to his bond. Sal. Why, I am fure, if he forfeit, thou wilt not take his flesh what's that good for? Shy. To bait fish withal. If it will feed nothing elfe, it will feed my revenge. He hath difgrac'd me, and hinder'd me of half a million; laugh'd at my loffes, mock'd at my gains, fcorn'd my nation, thwarted my bargains, cool'd my friends, heated mine enemies; and what's his reafon? I am a Jew. Hath not à Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimenfions, fenfes, affections, paffions? fed with the fame food, hurt with the fame weapons, fubject to the fame difeafes, heal'd by the fame means, warm'd and cool'd by the fame winter and fummer, as a Chriftian is? if you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, fhall we not revenge? if we are like you in the reft, we will refemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Chriftian, what is his humility? Revenge. If a Chriftian wrong a Jew, what fhould his 7 -a bankrutt, a prodigal.] This is fpoke of Antonio. But why a prodigal his friend Baffanio indeed had been too liberal; and with this name the Jew honours him when he is going to fup with him. -I'll go in hate to feed upon But Antonio was a plain, referved, parfimonious merchant; be affured therefore we fhould read,- -A bankrupt FOR a prodigal, i. e. he is become bankrupt by fupplying the extravagancies of his friend Baffanio. WARBURTON. There is no need of alteration. There could be, in Shylock's opinion, no prodigality more culpable than fuch liberality as that by which a man expofes himfelf to ruin for his friend. JOHNSON. fufferance fufferance be by Chriftian example? why, Revenge. The villainy, you teach me, I will execute; and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction. Enter a fervant. Serv. Gentlemen, my mafter Anthonio is at his house, and defires to speak with you both. Sal. We have been up and down to seek him. Enter Tubal. Sola. Here comes another of the tribe; a third cannot be match'd, unless the devil himself turn Jew. [Exeunt Sala. and Solar. Shy. How now, Tubal, what news from Genoa ? haft thou found my daughter? Tub. I often came where I did hear of her, but cannot find her. Shy. Why there, there, there, there! a diamond gone, coft me two thousand ducats in Frankfort! the curfe never fell upon our nation 'till now, I never felt it 'till now:-two thoufand ducats in that, and other precious, precious jewels.I would, my daughter were dead at my foot, and the jewels in her ear! O, would he were hears'd at my foot, and the ducats in her coffin! No news of them?-why, fo:-and I know not what's fpent in the fearch: Why, thou lofs upon lofs! the thief gone with fo much, and fo much to find the thief; and no fatisfaction, no revenge: nor no ill luck ftirring, but what lights o' my fhoulders; no fighs, but o' my breathing, no tears, but o' my fhedding. Tub. Yes, other men have ill luck too; Anthonio, as I heard in Genoa Shy. What, what, what? ill luck, ill luck? Tub. Hath an Argoly caft away, coming from Tripolis. Sky. I thank God, I thank God: Is it true? is it true? VOL. III. M Tub. Tub. I spoke with fome of the failors that escaped the wreck. Sky. I thank thee, good Tubal; Good news, good news: ha ha! where? in Genoa? Tub. Your daughter spent in Genoa, as I heard, one night, fourfcore ducats. Shy. Thou ftick'ft a dagger in me: I fhall never fee my gold again: fourfcore ducats at a fitting! fourfcore ducats! Tub. There came divers of Antonio's creditors in my company to Venice, that fwear he cannot chufe but break. Shy. I am glad of it. I'll plague him, I'll torture him. I am glad of it. Tub. One of them fhewed me a ring, that he had of your daughter for a monkey. Shy. Out upon her! Thou tortureft me, Tubal : -It was my Turquoife, I had it of Leah when I was a bachelor: I would not have given it for a wildernefs of monkies. Tub. But Anthonio is certainly undone. Shy. Nay, that's true, that's very true: go, Tu bal, fee me an officer, befpeak him a fortnight be fore. I will have the heart of him, if he forfeit; for were he out of Venice, I can make what merchan 8 It was my Turquoife, I had it of Leah, when I was a bachelor.] As Shylock had been married long enough to have a daughter grown up, it is plain he did not value this Turquoife on account of the money for which he might hope to fell it, but merely in respect of the imaginary virtues formerly ascribed to the flone. It was faid of the Turky-ftone, that it faded or brightened in its colour, as the health of the wearer encreased or grew lefs. To this B. Jonfon refers, in his Sejanus: "And true as Turkife in my dear lord's ring; all of which were Other fuperftitious qualities are imputed to it, |