Must yield to such inevitable shame, Ball. This is no answer, thou unfeeling man, swers. twice? Jew. Bal. For thy three thousand ducats here is fix. Shy. If every ducat in fix thousand ducats none? You have among you many a purchasid Nave, s Duke. Upon my power I may dismiss this court, Sal. My lord, here stays, without, Duke. Bring us the letters; call the messenger. rage yet! The Jew shall have my Aesh, blood, bones, and all, Ere thou shalt lose for me one drop of blood. Antb. I am a tainted weather of the flock, 6 5 Many a purchas'd flave. This argument considered as used to the particular persons, seems conclusive. I see not how Venerjans or Englishmen, while they practise the purchase and sale of flaves, can much enforce or demand the law of doing 10 others as we could that tb y should do to us. JOHNSON. -Bellario, a learned dolor, Wbom I bave fent for----] The do&or and the court are here somewhat unkilfully brought together. That the duke would, on such an occasion, confuli a doctor of great reputation, is not unlikely, but how should this be foreknown by Portia ? JOHNSON Meetest Meetest for death : the weakest kind of fruit Enter Nerisa, dress'd like a lawyer's clerk. grace. Bal. Why dost thou whet thy knife so earnestly? Shy. To cut the forfeiture from that bankrupt there, Gro. 7 Not on thy soal, but on thy soul, harsh Jew, Thou mak'st thy knife keen : but no metal can, No, not the hangman's ax, bear half the keenness Of thy sharp envy. Can no prayers pierce thee? Sby. No, none that thou hast wit enough to make. Gra. O, be thou damn’d, inexorable dog, And for thy life let justice be accus'd! 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 Govern’d a wolf, who, hang’d for human Naughter, Even from the gallows did his fell soul fleet, And, whilst thou lay'st in thy unhallow'd dam, Infus’d itself in thee; for thy desires Are wolfish, bloody, starv'd, and ravenous. Shy. 'Till thou can'st rail the feal from off my bond, Thou but offend'st thy lungs to speak so loud: Repair thy wit, good youth, or it will fall ? Not on thy foal, but on thy soul, harsh Jew.) This loft jingle Mr. Theobald found again, but knew not what to make of it when he had it, as appears by his paraphrase, Tlo' thou thinket that th.11 art achetting iby knife on the soul of thy fhoe, yet it is upan thy soul, rhy inmortal part. Absurd! the conceit is, that his soul was so hard that it had given an edge to his knife. WAR EURTON. Το 2 To cureless ruin.--I stand here for law. Duke. This letter from Beilario doth commend Ner. He attendeth here hard by you Go give him courteous conduct to this place :Mean time, the court shall hear Bellario's letter. Your Grace fall understand, that, at the receipe of your letter, I am very fick: but at the instant that your messenger came, in loving visitation was with me a young doctor of Rome, his name is Balthafar: I acquainted him with the cause in controversy between the Jew and Anthonio tbe merchant. We tui n'd o'er many books together : he is furnish'd with my opinion; which, bettered with bis own learning, (the greatness whereof I cannot enough commend,) comes with bim at my importunity, to fill up your Grace's request in my stead. I be seech you, let bis lack of years be no impediment, to let him lack a reverend estimation: for I never knew so young a body with lo old a bead. I leave him to your gracious acceptance, whose trial shall better pub.ijh bis commendation. Enter Portia, dress'd like a doetor of laws. Duke. You hear the learn'd Bellario what he writes; And here, I take it, is the doctor come. -Give me your hand. Came you from old Bellario? Por. I did, my lord. Duke. You are welcome : take your place. Are you acquainted with the difference, That holds this present question in the court? Por. I am informed throughly of the cause. Which is the merchant here, and which the Jew ? Duke. Anthonio and old Shylock, both Itand forth. 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. -You stand within his danger, do you hot? [To Antb, Por. The quality of mercy is not strain'd; We do pray for mercy; Sby. My deeds upon my head! I crave the law, The penalty and forfeit of my bond. Por. Is he not able to discharge the mony? Ball |