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Fled with a Christian ?-0 my Christian ducats !-
Salar. Why, all the boys in Venice follow him, Crying,—his stones, his daughter, and his ducats.
Salan. Let good Antonio look he keep his day, Or he shall pay for this. Salar.
Marry, well remember'd : I reason'd1 with a Frenchman yesterday ; Who told me,-in the narrow seas, that part The French and English, there miscarried A vessel of our country, richly fraught: I thought upon Antonio, when he told me; And wish'd in silence, that it were not his. Salan. You were best to tell Antonio what you
hear ; Yet do not suddenly, for it may grieve him.
Salar. A kinder gentleman treads not the earth. I saw Bassanio and Antonio part: Bassanio told him, he would make some speed Of his return : he answer'd—Do not so; Slubber? not business for my sake, Bassanio, But stay the very riping of the time;
2 To slubber is to do any thing carəlessly
And for the Jew's bond, which he hath of me,
Bassanio's hand, and so they parted.
Do we so.
Belmont. A room in Portia's house.
Enter NERISSA, with a Servant. Ner. Quick, quick, I pray thee; draw the curtain
straight; The prince of Arragon hath ta'en his oath, And comes to his election presently.
Florish of cornets. Enter the PRINCE OF ARRAGON,
PORTIA, and their trains. Por. Behold, there stand the caskets, noble prince:
1 Shows, tokens.
2 The heaviness which he indulges.
If you choose that wherein I am contain'd,
Ar. I am enjoin'd by oath to observe three things :
Por. To these injunctions every one doth swear, That comes to hazard for my worthless self.
Ar. And so have I address'd 1 me. Fortune now To
my heart's hope !-Gold, silver, and base lead. • Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all lie
hath.' You shall look fairer, ere I give or hazard. What says the golden chest? ha! let me see:• Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men
desire.' What many men desire.—That many may be meant By the fool multitude, that choose by show, Not learning more than the fond 2 eye doth teach ; Which pries not to the interior, but, like the martlet, Builds in the weather on the outward wall, Even in the force 3 and road of casualty. I will not choose what many men desire,
Because I will not jump 1 with common spirits,
many then should cover, that stand bare ! How many be commanded, that command ! How much low peasantry would then be glean'd From the true seed of honor; and how much honor Pick'd from the chaff and ruin of the times, To be new varnish'd! Well, but to
choice :• Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he de
serves.' I will assume desert.-Give me a key for this, And instantly unlock my fortunes here. Por. Too long a pause for that which you find
there! Ar. What's here? the portrait of a blinking idiot, Presenting me a schedule? I will read it. How much unlike art thou to Portia !
How much unlike my hopes and my deservings ! Who chooseth me, shall have as much as he de
Por. To offend, and judge, are distinct offices,
What is here?
• The fire seven times tried this :
[Exeunt Arr. and train,