tion, thwarted my bargaines, cooled my friendes, heated mine enemies, and what's his reafon, I am a lewe. Hath nos a lewe eyes? hath not a lew hands? organs, dimensions, fenfes, affections, paffions: fed with the fame food? hurt with the fame weapons? fubiect to the fame difeafes ? healed by the fame meanes? warmed and cooled by the fame winter and fummer, as a Chriftian is? If you pricke vs, do we not bleede? If you tickle vs,do we not laugh? If you poyfon vs, do wee not dye? And if you wrong vs, fhall we not reuenge? If wee are like you in the reft, we will resemble you in that. Ifa Iew wrong a Chriftian, what is his humility, Reuenge? If a Chriftian wrong a lewe, what fhould his fufferance be by Chriftian example, why Reuenge? The villany you teach me I will execute, and it fhall goe hard, but I will better the inftruction. Enter a man from Anthonio. Gentlemen, my mafter Anthonio is at his house, and defires to fpeake with you both. Salar. We haue bene vp and downe to feeke him. Enter Tuball. Salan. Here comes another of the Tribe, a third cannot bee matcht, vnleffe the diuell himselfe turne Iew. Exeunt Gentlemen. Shy, How now Tuball, what newes from Genowa? haft thou found my daughter? Tuball, I often came where I did heare of her, but cannot finde her. Shy. Why there, there, there, there, a Diamond gone coft metwo thousand ducats in Frankford. The curfe neuer fell vpon our Nation till now, I neuer felt it till now: two thoufande ducats in that,and other precious precious jewels. I would my daughter were dead at my foote, and the jewels in her eare: Ó would fhee were hearft at my foote, and the ducats in her coffin. No newes of them, why fo: and I know not whats spent in the fearch: why thou loffe vpon loffe, the theefe gone with fo much, much, and fo much to finde the Theefe, and no fatisfaction, no reuenge, nor no ill lucke ftirring but what lights on my fhoulders, no fighes but of my breathing, no teares but of my fhedding. Tuball. Yes, other men haue ill luck too, Anthonio as I heard in Genoway. Shy. What, what, what ill lucke, ill lucke? Tuball, Hath an Argofie caft away comming from Tripolis. Shy. I thanke God, I thanke God, ift true? ift true? Tuball. I spoke with fome of the Saylers that efcaped the wracke. Shy. I thanke the good Tuball, good newes,good newes: ha ha, heere in Genoway. Tuball. Your daughter spent in Genoway, as I heard, in one night, fourefcore ducats. Shy. Thou ftick'ft a dagger in me, I fhall neuer fee my golde againe; fourefcore ducates at a fitting! Fourefcore ducats! Tuball. There came diuers of Anthonies Creditours in my company vnto Venice, that fweare that hee cannot choose but breake. Shy. I am very glad of it, ile plague him, ile torture him, I am glad on't. Tuball. One of them fhewed me a ring that hee had of your daughter for a Monkey. Shy. Out vpon her: thou tortur'ft me Tuball,it was my Turkies, I had it of Leab when I was a Batchellor.I would not haue giuen it for a wilderneffe of Monkies. Tuball. But Anthonio is certainly vndone. Shy. Nay, that's true, that's very true: go Tuball,fee mee an Officer, befpeake him a fortnight before, I will haue the heart of him if he forfeit. For were he out of Venice I can make what merchandize I will go: go Tuball, and meete me at our Synagogue, go good Tuball at our Synagogue Tubak. Ester Baffanio, Portia, Gratiano, and all Exeunt ther Traines. Por. I pray you carry, paufe a day or two But leaft you should not vnderstand me well, I fpeake too long, but tis to peize the time, Baff. Let me choose, For as I am, I liue vpon the racke. Per. Vpon the racke Bassanie, then confeffe Bay Baf.Confeffe and loue, Had bene the very fum of my confeffion: Let muficke found while he doth make his choise, May stand more proper,my eye fhall be the streame A fong the whilft Baffanio comments on the Tell me where is fancy bred, It is engendered in the eye, Replie, reply. With gazing fed, and Fancie dies : In the cradle where it lyes, Let us all ring Fancies knell. Ile begin it. Ding, dong, bell. All. Ding, dong, bell. Baf.So may the outward fhowes be least theselues In Law, what plea fo tainted and corrupt, Which maketh fuch wanton gambals with the wind, To be the dowry of a fecond head, The skull that bred them in the Sepulcher. Hard |