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Why, 'tis an office of discovery, love;
So are you, sweet,
Jes. I will make fast the doors, and gild myself With some more ducats, and be with you straight.
[Exit from above. Gra. Now, by my hood, a Gentile, and no Jew.
Lor. Beshrew' me, but I love her heartily :
Enter JESSICA below.
[Exit with Jes. and Sala
Ant. Who's there?
Ant. Fie, fie, Gratiano ! where are all the rest ? 'Tis nine o'clock; our friends all stay for you :No mask to-night; the wind is come about. Bassanio presently will go aboard :
I have sent twenty out to seek for you.
Gra. I am glad on’t; I desire no more delight, Than to be under sail, and gone to-night. [Exeunt.
Belmont. A room in Portia's house.
Florish of cornets. Enter PORTIA, with the PRINCE
OF MOROCCO, and both their trains.
Por. Go, draw aside the curtains, and discover The several caskets to this noble prince.Now make
choice. Mor. The first, of gold, who this inscription
bears ; • Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men
desire.' The second, silver, which this promise carries ;--• Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he de
serves.' This third, dull lead, with warning all as blunt ;• Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all he
hath.' How shall I know if I do choose the right?
Por. The one of them contains my picture, prince; If you choose that, then I am yours withal.
Mor. Some god direct my judgment! Let me see ; I will survey the inscriptions back again. What says this leaden casket : • Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all he
Must give-For what? for lead ? hazard for lead ?
says the silver, with her virgin hue? · Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he de
As much as he deserves ?-Pause there, Morocco,
To stop the foreign spirits ; but they come,
there, Then I am yours.
[he unlocks the golden casket.
All that glisters is not gold ;
been as wise as bold,
Your answer had not been inscroll’d :
Then, farewell, heat; and welcome, frost.-
go: Let all of his complexion choose me so. [Exeunt.
Enter SALARINO and SALANIO. Salar. Why, man, I saw Bassanio under sail : With him is Gratiano gone along ; And in their ship, I am sure, Lorenzo is not. Salan. The villain Jew with outcries raised the
dake, Who went with him to search Bassanio's ship.
Salar. He came too late; the ship was under sail : But there the duke was given to understand, That in a gondola were seen together Lorenzo and his amorous Jessica : Besides, Antonio certified the duke, They were not with Bassanio in his ship.
Salan. I never heard a passion so confused, So strange, outrageous, and so variable, As the dog Jew did utter in the streets :. My daughter !-O my ducats !-O my daughter !