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Laun. I will go before, sir.
And I should be obscur'd. Mistress, look out at window, for all this;
So are you, sweet,
Even in the lovely garnish of a boy.
Jes. I will make fast the doors, and gild myself Shy. The patch is kind enough ; but a huge feeder, With soine more ducats, and be with
you straight. Snail-slow in profit, and he sleeps by day
[Erit, from above. More than the wild cat ; drones hive not with me; Gra. Now by my hood, a Gentile, and no Jew. Therefore I part with him; and part with him
Lor. Beshrew me, but I love her heartily: Tb one that I would have him help to waste
For she is wise, if I can judge of her; His borrow'd purse.-Well, Jessica, go in;
And fair she is, if that mine eyes be true; Perhaps, I will return immediately;
Anxl true she is, as she hath prov'd herself ; Do, as I bid you,
And therefore, like herself, wise, fair, and true, Shut doors after you : Fast bind, fast find;
Shall she be placed in my constant soul. A proverb never stale in thrifty mind. [Exit.
Enter Jessica, below. Jes. Farewell; and it my fortune be not crost,
What, art thou come?-On, gentlemen, away; I have a father, you a daughter, lost. [Exit. Our masquing mates by this time for us stay. SCENE VI.-The same. Enter Gratiano and Salari
[Erit with Jes. and Salar. no, masqued.
Gra. Signior Antonio?
His hour is almost past. Ant. Fie, fie, Gratiano! where are all the rest? Gra. And it is marvel he out-dwells his hour, "Tis nine o'clock; our friends all stay for you :For lovers ever run before the clock.
No masque to-night; the wind is come about,
Gra. I am glad on't ; I desire no more delight,
SCENE VII.--Belmont. A Room in Portia's House. His tedious measures with the unbated fire
Flourish of Cornets. Enter Portia, with the Prince That he did pace them first? All things that are,
of Morocco, and both their Trains. Are with more spirit chased than enjoyd.
Por. Go, draw aside the curtains, and discover How like a younker, or a prodigal,
The several caskets to this noble prince :The scarfed bark puts from her native bay,
Now make your choice. Hugg'd and embracer by the strumpet wind !
Mor. The first, of gold, who this inscription bears ;How like the prodigal doth she return ;
Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men desire. With over-weather'd ribs, and ragged sails,
The second, silver, which this promise carries ;Lean, rent, and beggar'd by the strumpet wind ! Ilhochooseth ገ me, shall get as much as he deserves. Enter Lorenzo.
This third, dull lead, with warning all as blunt;Salar. Here comes Lorenzo ;-more of this hereafter. Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all he hath. Lor. Sweet friends, your patience for my long abode;
How shall I know if I do choose the right? Not I, but my affairs, have made you wait;
Por. The one of them contains my picture, prince ; When you shall please to play the thieves for wives,
If you choose that, then I am yours witbal. I'll watch as long for you then.—Approach ;
Mor. Some god direct my judgement ! Let me see, Here dwells my father Jew :-Ho! who's within
I will survey the inscriptions back again :
What says this leaden casket?
ul'ho chooseth me, must give and hazard all he hath, Jes. Who are you? Tell me, for more certainty, Must give-For what? for lead? bazard for lead ? Albeit I'll swear that I do know your tongue.
This casket threatens: Men, that hazard all,
Do it in hope of fair advantages :
What says the silver, with her virgin hue? Lor. Heaven, and thy thoughts, are witness that Who chooscth me, shall get as much as he dexrrcs. thou art.
As much as he deserves?-Pause there, Morocco, Jes. Here, catch this casket; it is worth the pains. And weigh thy value with an even hand : I am glad 'tis night, you do not look on me,
If thou best rated by thy estimation, For I am much asham'd of my exchange :
Thou dost deserve enough ; and yet enough But love is blind, and lovers cannot see
May not extend so far as to the lady ; The pretty follies that themselves commit;
And yet, to be afeard of my deserving, For if they could, Cupid himself would blush
Were but a weak disabling of myself. To see ine thus transformed to a boy,
As much as I deserve !-Why, that's the larly:
Jes. What, must I hold a candle to my shames ? In graces, and in qualities of breeding;
What if I stray'd no further, but chose here ?
Let's see once more this saying grav'd in gold :
Salar. Why, all the boys in Venice follow him, Whe chooseth me, shall gain what many men desire. Crying, -his stones, his daughter, and his ducats. Why, that's the lady; all the world desires her: Salan. Let good Antonio look he keep his day, From the four corners of the earth they come, Or he shall pay for this. To kiss this shrine, this mortal breathing saint.
Marry, well rememberd: The Hyreanian deserts, and the vasty wilds
I reason'd with a Frenchman yesterday ; of wide Arabia, are as through-fares now,
Who told me,-in the narrow seas, that part For princes to come view fair Portia :
The French and English, there miscarried The watry kingdom, whose ambitious head
A vessel of our country, richly fraught: Spits in the face of heaven, is no bar
I thought upon Antonio, when he told me; To stop the foreign spirits; but they come,
And wish'd in silence, that it were not his. As o'er a brook, to see fair Portia.
Salan. You were best to tell Antonio what you hear : One of these three contains her heavenly picture. Yet do not suddenly, for it may grieve him. Is't like, that lead contains her? "Twere damnation Salar. A kinder gentleman treads not the earth. To think so lase a thought; it were too gross I saw Bassanio and Antonio part: To nib her cerecloth in the obscure grave.
Bassanio told him, he would make some speed Or shall I think, in silver she's immurd,
Of his return; he answer'd-Do not so, Being ten times undervalued to try'd gold?
Slubber not business for my sake, Bassanio,
But stay the very riping of the time;
Let it not enter in your mind of love :
Be merry; and employ your chicfest thoughts But bere an angel in a golden bed
To courtship, and such fair ostents of love Lies all within-Deliver me the key;
As shall conveniently become you there:
And even there, his eye being big with tears,
He wrung Bassanio's hand, and so they parted.
Salan. I think, he only loves the world for him,
And quicken his embraced heaviness
With some delight or other.
Do we so.
[Exeunt. But my outside to behold: Gilded tomba do worms infold.
SCENE IX.-Belmont. A Room in Portia's House.
Enter Nerissa, with a Servant.
Ner. Quick, quick, I pray thee, draw the curtain
straight; Fare you well; your suit is cold,
The prince of Arragon hath ta'en his oath, Celd, indeel; and labour lost :
And comes to his election presently. Then, farewell, hent; and, welcome, frost.
Flourish of Cornets. Enter the Prince of Arragon, Partia, adieu! I have too griev'd a heart
Portia, and their Trains.
Per. A gentle riddanee :-Draw the curtains, go ; If you choose that wherein I am contain'd,
But if you fail, without more speech, my lord,
You must be gone from hence immediately. and Salanio.
Ar. I am enjoin'd hy oath to observe three things: Salar. Why man, I saw Bassanio under sail;
First, nover to unfold to any one With him is Gratiano gone along;
Which casket 'twas I chose ; next, if I fail And in their ship, I am sure, Lorenzo is not.
of the right casket, never in my life
Solar. He came too late, the ship was under sail: Immediately to leave you and be gone.
Por. To these injunctions every one doth spear, That in a gondola were seen together
That comes to hazard for my worthless self. Lortizo and his amorous Jessica :
Ar. And so have I address d me: Fortune now Besides, Antonio certify'd the duke,
To my heart's hope !-Gold, silver, and base lead. They were not with Bassanio in his ship.
Who chooscth me, must give and hazard ail he hath : Solan. I never heard a passion so confus'd,
You shall look fairer, ere I give, or hazard. So strange, outrageous, and so variable,
What says the golden chest? ha ! let me see:-As the dog Jew did utter in the streets :
Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men desire. My daughter !-O my ducats !-0 my daughter ! What many inen desirt.-That many may lue meant Fled with a Christian :-O my Christian ducats ! - By the fool multitude, that choose by show, Justice! the law ! my ducats, and my daughter! Not learning more than the fond eye doth teach; A sealer bag, two sealed bags of ducats,
Which pries not to the interior, but, like the marilet, Of double duecais, sto!'n from me by my daughter ! Builds in the weather on the outward wall, And jewels; two stones, two rich and precious stones, Even in the force and road of casualty. Stul'n by my daughter !–Justice! find the girl! I will not choose what many men desire, Sie hath the stoncs upon her, and the ducats! Because I will not jump with common spirits.
And rank me with the barbarous multitudes.
Thou spendist such high-day wit in praising him.Why, then to thee, thou silver treasure-house; Come, come, Nerissa; for I long to see Tell me once more what title thou dost bear:
Quick Cupid's post, that comes so mannerly. Who chooseth me,
shall get as much as he deserves ; Ner. Bassanio, lord love, if thy will it be! [Ewe. And well said too; For who shall go about To cozen fortune, and be honourable Without the stamp of merit ! Let none presume
ACT III. To wear an undeserved dignity. 0, that estates, degrees, and offices,
SCENE I-Venice. A Street. Enter Salanio and Were not deriv'd corruptly! and that clear honour
Salarino. Were purchas'd by the merit of the wearer !
Salanio. How many then should cover, that stand bare?
NOW, what news on the Rialto? How many be commanded, that command ?
Salar. Why, yet it lives there uncheck®d, that AnHow much low peasantry would then be glean'd tonio hath a ship of rich lading wreck'd on the narrow From the true seed of honour ? and how much honour
seas; the Goodwins, I think they call the place; a Pick'd from the chaff and ruin of the times,
very dangerous flat, and fatal, where the carcases of To be new varnish’d? Well, but to my choice: many a tall ship lie buried, as they say, if my gossip Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he deserves :
report be an honest woman of her word. I will assume desert ;-Give me a key for this,
Salan I would she were as lying a gossip in thnt, as And instantly unlock my fortunes here.
ever knapp'd ginger, or made her neighbours believe Por. Too longa pause for that which you find there she wept for the death of a third husband: But it is Ar. What's here? the portrait of a blinking idiot, true,-without any slips of prolixity, or crossing the Presenting me a schedule? I will read it.
plain highway of talk,-that the good Antonio, the How much unlike art thou to Portia ?
honest Antonio, -0 that I had a title good enough to How much unlike my hopes, and my deservings? keep his name company!-Il'ho chmoscth me, shall have as much as he deserves. Salar. Come, the full stop. Did I deserve no more than a fool's head ?
Salan. Ha,—what say'st thou ?-Why the end is, te Is that my prize? are my deserts no better?
hath lost a ship. Por. To offend, and judge, are distinct offices, Salar. I would it might prore the end of his losses ! And of opposed natures.
Salan. Let me say amen betimes, test the devil cross Ar. What is here?
my prayer; for here he comes in the likeness of a Jew.The fire seven times tried this ;
How now, Shylock? what news among the merchants? Some there be, that shadows kiss;
Shy. You know, none so well, none so well as you, Such hare but a shaduto's bliss:
of my daughter's flight.
Salar. That's certain ; I, for my part, knew the There he fools alive, I wis,
tailor that made the wings she thew withal. Silverd ver, and so was this.
Salan. And Shylock, for his as n part, knew the bird Take what wife you will to bed, I will erver be
was fledg'd : and then it is the complexion of them all hend : your
to leave the dam. So be gone, sir, you are sped.
Shy. She is damn'd for it. Still more fool I shall appear
Salar. That's certain, if the devil may be her judge. By the time I linger here :
Shy. My own flesh and blood to rebel! With one fool's head I came to woo,
Salun. Out upon it, old carrion ! rebels it at these But I go away with two.
years? Sweet, adieu ! I'll keep my oathi,
Shy. I say, my daughter is my flesh and blood. Patiently to bear my wroth.
Salar. There is more difference between thy flesh and [Exeunt Aragon, and Train.
hers, than between jet and ivory; more between your Por. Thus hath the candle sing'd the moth. bloods, than there is between red wine and rhienish :O these deliberate fools! when they do choose,
But tell us, do you hear whether Antonio have had They have the wiselom by their wit to lose.
any loss at sea or no? Ner. The ancient saying is no heresy ;
Shy. There I have another bad match: a bankrupt, Hanging and wiving goes by destiny.
a prodigal, who dare scarce show his head on the RiPur. Come, diaw the curtain, Nerissa.
alto ;-a beggar, that used to come so smug upon the Enter a Serrant.
mart ;-Jet him look to his boad: he was wont to call Serv. Where is my lady?
me usurer :- let him look to his bond: he was wont Por.
Here ; what would my lord? to lend money for a Christian courtesy ;-let him look Serv. Madam, there is alighted at your gate
to his bond. A young Venetian, one that comes before
Salar. Why, I am sure, if he forfeit, thou wilt not To signify the approaching of his lord:
take his flesh; What's that good for? From whom he bringeth sensible regreets;
Shy. To bait fish withal : if it will feed nothing else, To wit, besides commends, and courteous breath, it will feed my revenge. He hath disgraced me, and Gifts of rich value; yet I have not seen
hindered me of half a million ; laughed at my losses, So likely an embassador of love:
mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my A day in April nerer came so sweet,
barguins, cooled my friends, beated mine enemies; To show how costly summer was at hand,
and what's his reason? I am a Jew: Hath not a Jew As this fore-spurrer comes before his lord.
eyes ? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, Por. No inore, I pray thee; I am half afcard, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt by Thou wilt say anon, he is some kin to thee,
the same weapous, subject to the same diseases, heal
ed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the Go, go, Tubal, and meet me at our synagogue ; go, same winter and summer, as a Christian is ? if you good Tubal; at our synagogue, Tubal. [Exeunt. priek us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not legh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you
SCENE 11.-Belmont. A Room in Portia's House. magus, shall we not revenge? if we are like
Enter Bassanio, Portia, Gratiano, Nerissa, and At.
tendants. The caskets are set out. the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? revenge; If a Por. I pray you, tarry ;-pause a day or two, Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be Before you hazard; for, in choosing wrong, by Christian example? why, revenge. The villany, I lose your company; therefore, forbear a while: you teach me, I will execute; and it shall go hard, There's something tells me, (but it is not love.) but I will better the instruction.
I would not lose you; and you know yourself,
Hate counsels not in such a quality :
But lest you should not understand me well, and desires to speak with you both.
I would detain you here some month or two,
Before you venture for me. I could teach you,
How to choose right, but then I am forsworn; Seler. Here comes another of the tribe; a third So will I never be: so may you miss me; cantat be matched, unless the devil himself turn Jew. But if you do, you'll make me wish a sin,
[Exeunt Salan. Salar. and Servant. That I bad been forsworn. Beshrew your eyes, Skry. How now, Tubal, what news from Genoa ? | They have o'er-look'd me, and divided me; last thou found my daughter?
One half of me is yours, the other half yours, Trata. I often came where I did hear of her, but can Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours,
And so all yours : 0! these naughty times Shay. Why there, there, there, there! a diamond Put bars between the owners and their rights ; gone, cost me two thousand ducats in Frankfort! The And so, though yours, not yours.-Prove it so, enze never fell upon our nation till now; I never Let fortune go to hell for it,--not I. felt it till now :-wo thousand ducats in that; and
I speak too long ; but 'tis to peize the time; obes precious, precions jewels.-I would, my daugh- || To eke it, and to draw it out in length, ter were dead at my foot, and the jewels in her ear!
To stay you from election. *would she vere hear'd at my foot, and the ducats Bass.
Let me choose; in her coffin! No news of them ?-Why, so :-and I
For, as I am, I live upon the rack. know not what's spent in the search : Why, thou loss
Por. Upon the rack, Bassanio? then confess spas loss! the thief gone with so much, and so much
What treason there is mingled with your love. to find the thief'; and no satisfaction, no revenge : Bass. None, but that ugly treason of mistrust, De no ill laek stirring, but what lights o' my should
Which makes me fear the enjoying of my love : Ers; no sighs, but of my breathing; no tears, but o'
There may as well be amity and life uy shedding
'Tween snow and fire, as treason and my love. Tiet. Yes, other meu have ill luck too; Antonio, Por. Ay, but, I fear, you speak upon the rack, al heard in Genoa,
Where men enforced do speak any thing. Shy. What, what, what? ill luck, ill luck ?
Bass. Promise me life, and I'll confess the truth. Tuta -hath an argosy cast away, coming from Por. Well then, confess, and live. Tripstis.
Confess, and love, Sky. I thank God, I thank God :-Is it true? is it Had been the very sum of my confession :
O happy torment, when my torturer Tó. I spoke with some of the sailors that escaped Doth teach me answers for deliverance ! the wack.
But let me to my fortune and the caskets. Sky. I thank thee, good Tubal ;-Good news, good Por. Away then: I am lock'd in one of them; ww: ha! ha! - Where? in Genoa!
If you do love me, you will find me out. Take Your daughter spent in Genoa, as I heard, one Nerissa, and the rest, stand all aloof:Et, fourscore ducats.
Let music sound, while he doth make his choice; Shy. Thou stiek'st a dagger in me I shall nev Then, if he lose, he makes a swan-like end, ose my gold again: Fourscore ducats at a sitting ! | Fading in music: that the comparison frarscore dueats !
May stand more proper, my eye shall be the stream, Tub There came divers of Antonio's creditors in And wat'ry death-bed for him: He may win ; by company to Venice, that swear he cannot choose And what is music then ? then music is beat break.
Even as the flourish when true subjects bow Shay. I am very glad of it: I'll plague him; I'll tor To a Dew-crowned monarch: such it is, tre him; I am glad of it.
As are those dulcet sounds ip break of day, Tul. One of them showed me a ring, that he had That creep into the dreaming bridegroom's ear, of your daughter for a monkey.
And summon him to marriage. Now he goes, Shty. Out upon her! Thou torturest me, Tubal : It With no less presence, but with much more lore, was my turquoise ; I had it of Leah, when I was a Than young Alcides, when he did redeem techarlor: I would not have given it for a wilderness The virgin tribute paid by howling Troy donkics.
To the sea monster: I stand for sacrifice, Tes. But Antonio is certainly undone.
The rest aloof are the Dardanian wives, Sky. Nay, that's true, that's very true: Go, Tabal, With bleared visages, come forth to view le me en oficer, besprak him a fortnight before : 1 The issue of the exploit. Go, Hercules ! vil have the heart of him, if he forfeit; for were he Live thou, i live:-With much much more dismay eu of Venice, I can make what merchandize I will: I view the fight, thau chou raat inal'st the fray.
Music, whilst Bassanio.comments on the caskets to In underprizing it, so far this shadow himself
Doth limp behind the substance.-Here is the scroit,
The continent and summary of my fortune.
You that choose not by the view,
Chance as fair, and choose as true !
Since this fortune falls to you,
Be content, and seek no new.
If you be well pleas'd with this,
And hold your fortune for your bliss,
Turn you where your lady is,
And claim her with a loving kiss.
A gentle scroll ;--Fair lady, by your leave;
(Kissing her. Bass.-So may the outward shows be least themselves ; || I come by note, to give and to receive. The world is still deceiv'd with ornament.
Like one of two contending in a prize, In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt,
That thinks he hath done well in people's eyes, But, being season'd with a gracious voice,
Hearing applause, and universal shout, Obscures the show of evil? In religion,
Giddy in spirit, still gazing, in a doubt What damned error, but some sober brow
Whether those peals of praise be his or no; Will bless it, and approve it with a text,
So, thrice fair lady, stand I, even so; Hiding the grossness with fair ornament?
As doubtful whether what I see be true, There is no vice so simple, but assumes
Until confirm'd, sign'd, ratified by you. Some mark of virtue on his outward parts.
Por. You see me, lord Bassanjo, where I stand, How many cowards, whose hearts are all as false Such as I am: though, for myself alone, As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins
I would not be ambitions in my wish, The beards of Hercules, and frowning Mars ;
To wish myself much better; yet, for you, Who, inward search d, have livers white as milk? I would be trebled twenty times myself; And these assume but valour's excrement,
A thousand times more fair, ten thousand times To render them redoubted. Look on beauty,
I might in virtues, beauties, livings, friends,
Exceed account : but the full sum of me So are those crisped snaky golden Iceks,
Is sum of something ; which, to term in gross, Which make such wanton gambols with the wind, Is an unlesson'd girl, unschool'd, unpractis:d : Upon supposed fairness, often known
Happy in this, she is not yet so old To be the dowry of a second head,
But she may learn ; and happier than this, The skull that bred them, in the sepulchre.
She is not bred so dull but she can learn ; Thus ornament is but the guided shore
Happiest of all, is, that her gentle spirit To a most dangerous sea ; the beauteous scarf Commits itself to yours to be directed, Veiling an Indian beauty; in a worl,
As from her lond, her governor, her king., The seeming truth which cunning times put on Myself, and what is mine, to you, and yours To entrap the wisest. Therefore, thou gaudy gold, Is now converted: but now I was the lord Hard food for Midas, I will none of thee:
of this fair mansion, master of my servants, Nor none of thee, thou pale and common drudge Queen o'er myself; and even now, but now, 'Tween man and man: but thou, thou meagre lead, This house, these servants, and this same myself, Which rather threat'nest, than dost promise aught, Are yours, my lord; I give them with this ring; Thy plainness moves me more than eloquence, Which, when you part from, lose, or give away, And bere choose I ; Joy be the consequence ! Let it presage the ruin of your love,
Por. How all the other passions fleet to air, And be my vantage to exclaim on you. As doubtful thonghts, and rash-embrac'd despair, Bass. Madam, you have bereft me of all words, And shudd'ring fear and green-ey'd jealousy.
Only my blood speaks to you in my veins : O love, be moderate, allay thy ecstasy,
And there is such confusion in my powers, In measure rain thy joy, scant this excess;
A3, after some oration fairly spoke I feel too much thy blessing, make it less,
By a beloved prince, there doth appear For fear I surfeit!
Among the buzzing pleased multitude; Bass. What find I here?
Where every something, being blent together, [Opening the traden casket. Turns to a wild of nothing, save of joy, Fair Portia's counterfeit? What demi-god
Express 'd, and not express'd : But when this ring Hath come so near creation ? Move these eyes? Parts from this finger, then parts life from hence ; Or whether, riding on the balls of mine,
O, then be bold to say, Bassunio's dead. Seem they in motion? Here are sever'd lips,
Ner. My lord and lady, it is now our time, Parted with sugar breath ; so sweet a bar
That have stood by, and scen our wishes prosper, Should sunder such sweet friends: Here in her hairs To cry, good joy ; Good joy, my lord, and lady! The painter plays the spider ; and hath woven
Gra. My lord Bassanio, and my gentle lady, A golden mesh to entrap the hearts of men, I wish you all the joy that you can wish; Faster than gnats in cobwebs: But her eyes, For, I am sure, you can wish none from me : How could he see to do themı ? having made one, And, when your honours mean to solemnize Methinks, it should have power to steal both his, The largnin of your faith, I do beseech you, And leave itself unfurnish'd: Yet look, how far Even at that time I may be married 100. 'The substance of my praisc doth wrong this shadow Buss. With all my heart, so thou canst get a wife