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Sly. Tis very crue:O'wise and vpright iudge, How much more elder art thou then thy lookes.
Por. Therefore lay bare your bosome.
So sayes the bond, doch it not noble Iudge?
Neereft his heart,chose are the very words.
Por.It isso,are there ballance here to weigh the Aelb?
Sly. I haue them ready.
Por.Haue by some Surgeon Shylocke on your charge,
To stop his wounds;lcast
he do bleed to death. Shy.Is it fo noninated in the bond ?
Por. It is not so expreft, but what of that?
Twere good you do so much for charity..
Shy.I cannot finde it,cis not in the bond.
Por.You Merchant, hauc you any thing to say:
Ant. But little; I am arm'd and well prepar'd,
Giue me your hand Basanio, far you well;
Grecue not that I am falne to this for you:
For heerein Fortune shewes her felfe more kinde
Then is her custome: it is still her vse
To let the wretched man out-liue his wealth,
To view with hollow eye and wrinckled brow,
Anage of pouerty from which lingring pennance
Of such misery doth she cut me off.
Commend me to your honourable wife,
Tell her the process of Anthanios ende,
Say how llou'd you, speake me faire in deatho
And when the calc is cold, bid her be iudge,
Whether Baffanio had not once a louc:
Repent but you that you shall losc your friends :-
And he repents not that he payes your debti
For if the low do cur but deepe enough;
Ile pay it presently with all my heart.
Bal, Anthonio, I am married to a wife,
Which is as deare to me as life it felfe;
Bullife it selfegmy wife and all the world;.
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Are not with me esteem'd abouc thy life.
I would lose all, I sacrifize'them all
Heere to this diuell,co deliver you.
Por. Your wife would giue you little thanks for that
If she were by to hearc, you make the offer,
Gra.I haue' a wife, who I protest I loue,
I would she were in heauen, so she could
Entreate some power to change this currish Iew,
Ner.Tis well you offer it behinde her backe,
The wish would make else an vngujet house,
lero. These be the christian husbands, I haue a daughter,
Would any of the stocke of Barrabas
Had bene her husband, rather then a Christian,
We trific time, I pray thec pursue sentence.
Por. A pound of that same Merchants Acthis thine,
The Court awards it, and the law doth giucito
Iew. Most rightfull ludge.
Per. And you must cut this Alcsh from off his breast,
The Law allowes it, and the Court awards it.
lew. Most learned Iudge, a sentence,come prepare.
Por.Tarry a little there is something else,
This bond doch giuc thee here no iole of blood,
The words exprelly arc a pound of Acth:
Take then thy bond, take thou thy pound of Acsh,
But in the cutting it, if thou doft shed
One drop of Chaiftian blood, thy lands and goods
Are by the lawes of Venice, confiscate
Vnto the State of Venice.
Gra.O vpright Iudge,
Marke levo, Olcarned Judge.
Shy.Is that the Law?
Por. Thy selfe ihale see the Act:
For as thga vrgest iustice,be assur'd
Thou Atalt haue iustice, more then thou defirelt.
Gra. O learned Iudge,marke lew,a learned ludge.
lewe.I take this offer then,pay thc bond thrice,
And let the Christian go.
Baf.Heere is the money.
Por. Soft,the lew shall haue all justice, roft no hast He shall haue nothing but the penalty.
Gra. O lew,an vpright iudge, a learned iudge.
Por. Therefore prepare thee to cut off the flesh,
Shed thou no blood, nor cut thou lessenor more,
Buc iust a pound of Acth :if thou cutit more
Or lesse then a just pound, be it but so much
As makes it light or heauy in the substance,
Or the division of the twentith
Ofone poore scruplc; nay, if the scale do turne
But in the estimation of a baire,
Thou dyest, and all thy goods are confiscate.
Gra. A-second Daniel,a Daniellew,
Now infidell I haue you on the hip.
Por.Why doth the lew pause,take thy forfeyture.
Sby. Giue me my principall, and let me go.
Baf. I haue it ready for thecghcere it is.
Por. He hath refuld it in the open Court,
And shall have meerely iuftice and his bond.
Gra. A Daniel ftill say I, a second Daniel, I thanke thee Icw for teaching me that word.
Shy. Shall I not have barely my principall ?
Pór. Thou shalt haue nothing but the forfeyture, To be so taken at thy perill Iew.
Shy. Why then the deuill giue him good of it:
Ile stay no longer hcere in question.
Por. Tarry lew,
The Law hath yet another hold on you.
It is enacted in the lawes of Venice,
Ific be proued against any alien,
That by dire&, or indirect attempts,
He seeke the life of any Citizen,
The party gainst the which he doth contriuc,
Shall seize on halfe his goods; the other halfe
And that no lawfull meanes can carric mee
Dut of his enuies reach, I do oppose
My patience to his furie, and am arm’d
To suffer with a quienesle of spirit,
The verie tiranny and rage of his.
Duke. Go one and call the lew into the Court.
Sal. He is ready ac the doore, he comes my Lord.
Du. Make roome, and let him stand before our face.
Shylocke the world thinkes, and I thinke fo to,
That thou but leadest this fashion of thy malice
To the last houre of act, and then cis thought
Thou'lt shew thy mercie and reinorse more strange,
Then is thy strange apparant cruelty :
And where thou now exacts the penalty,
(VVhich is a pound of this poore Merchants flesh)
Thou wilt not oncly loose che forfeiture,
Buc couch'd with humane gentlencssc and loue,
Forgiuc a moity of the principall;
Glancing an cie of pictie on his losses,
That haue of late so hudled on his backe,
Enow to presse a royall Merchant downc,
And plucke commisseration of his ftate
From braffic bosomes, and rough hearts of Aint,
From stubborne Turkes, and Tartars neuer train'd
To offices of tender curtelic ; ;
VVe all expect a gentle answer lew.
leve. I haue posseft your Grace of what I purpose,
And by our holy Sabbath haue I sworne
To haue the due and forfet of my bonda
If you deny it, let the danger light
Vpon your Charcer,and your Čitties freedome.
You'l aske me why I rather choose to haue
A weight of carrion flesh, then to receiuc
Three chousand Ducats ? lle not answer that,
But say it is my humor,is it answered ?
What if my house be troubled with a Rat,
And I be pleas'd to giuc ten thousand ducats
To haue ii baind? what are you answered yet?
Some mer. there are loue not a gaping pig:
Some that are mad if they behold a Cat:
And others when the Bagpipe fingsi th nose,
Cannot containe their vrinc for affection.
Masters of passion (wayes it to the mood
Of what it likes or loaches : now for your answere,
As there is no firme reason to be rendred,
Why he cannot abide a gaping pig?
Why he a harmlesse necelary Cat?
Why he a woollen Bagpipe; but of force
Must yeeld to such incuitable shame,
Asto offend, himselfe being offended :
So can I giue no reason,nor I will not,
More then a lodged hate and a certaine loathing
I bcare Anthonio, that I follow chus
A losing suce against him jare you answered?
Bal. This is no answer, chou vnfeeling man,
To excuse the currant of thy cruelcy.
Shy.I am not bound to please thee with my answere,
Bal.Do all men kill the things they do not loue?
Sby.Hates any man the thing he would not kill ?
Bal.Euery offence is not a hate at first.
Shy. What wouldst thou haue a serpent fting the twice?
Ant. I pray you thinke you question with the lew,
You may as well go stand vpon the Beach,
And bid the mainc flood bate his vfuall height,
You may as well vse question with the Wolfe,
Why he hath made the Ewe bleake for the Lambe:
You may as well forbid the mountaine of Pines
To wag their high tops and to make no noise
When they are frecten with the gufts of heauen: