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Tub. I spoke with some of the sailors that escaped the wreck.

Shy. I thank thee, good Tubal.—Good news, good news : ha! ha!-Where? in Genoa ?

Tub. Your daughter spent in Genoa, as I heard, one night, fourscore ducats.

Shy. Thou stick’st a dagger in me; -I shall never see my gold again. Fourscore ducats at a sitting! fourscore ducats !

Tub. There came divers of Antonio's creditors in my-company to Venice, that swear he cannot choose but break.

Shy. I am very glad of it: I'll plague him; I'll torture him: I am glad of it.

Tub. One of them showed me a ring, that he had of your daughter for a monkey.

Shy. Out upon her! Thou torturest me, Tubal: it was my turquoise : 1 I had it of Leah, when I was a bachelor. I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkeys.

Tub. But Antonio is certainly undone.

Shy. Nay, that's true, that 's very true. Go, Tubal, fee me an officer; bespeak him a fortnight before. I will have the heart of him, if he forfeit ; for were he out of Venice, I can make what merchandise I will. Go, go, Tubal, and meet me at our synagogue; go, good Tubal ; at our synagogue, Tubal.

[Exeunt.

A precious stone.

SCENE II.

Belmont. A room in Portia's house.

Enter BASSANIO, PORTIA, GRATIANO, NERISSA, and

Attendants. The caskets are set out.

Por. I pray you, tarry; pause a day or two, Before

you

hazard ; for, in choosing wrong,
I lose your company; therefore, forbear awhile.
There's something tells me, (but it is not love)
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 yet a maiden hath no tongue but thought)
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;
So will I never be : so may you miss me ;
But if you do, you 'll make me wish a sin,
That I had been forsworn. Beshrew your eyes,
They have o'erlook'd me, and divided me :
One half of me is yours, the other half yours,
Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours,
And so all

yours. 0! these naughty times
Put bars between the owners and their rights ;
And so, though yours, not yours.—Prove it so,
Let Fortune go to hell for it,-not I.
I speak too long ; but 'tis to peize 1 the time ;

i Delay.

To eke it, and to draw it out in length,
To stay you from election.
Bas.

Let me choose ;
For, as I am, I live

upon the rack. Por. Upon the rack, Bassanio ? then confess What treason there is mingled with your love.

Bas. None, but that ugly treason of mistrust, Which makes me fear the enjoying of

my

love. There may as well be amity and life "Tween snow and fire, as treason and my love.

Por. Ay, but, I fear, you speak upon the rack,
Where men enforced do speak any thing.

Bas. Promise me life, and I 'll confess the truth.
Por. Well then, confess, and live.
Bas.

Confess, and love,
Had been the very sum of my confession.
O happy torment, when my torturer
Doth teach me answers for deliverance !
But let me to my fortune and the caskets.

Por. Away then. I am lock'd in one of them : If

you do love me, you will find me out. Nerissa, and the rest, stand all aloof.Let music sound, while he doth make his choice ; Then, if he lose, he makes a swan-like end, Fading in music : that the comparison May stand more proper, my eye shall be the stream, And watery death-bed for him. He may win; And what is music then ? Then music is Even as the forish, when true subjects bow To a new-crowned monarch : such it is, As are those dulcet sounds in break of day,

That creep into the dreaming bridegroom's ear,
And summon him to marriage. Now he goes,
With no less presence, but with much more love,
Than young Alcides, when he did redeem
The virgin tribute paid by howling Troy
To the sea-monster. I stand for sacrifice,
The rest aloof are the Dardanian wives,
With bleared visages, come forth to view
The issue of the exploit. Go, Hercules !
Live thou, I live. With much, much more dismay
I view the fight, than thou that makest the fray.

Music, whilst Bassanio comments on the caskets to

himself.

SONG.
1. Tell me, where is fancy ? bred,

Or in the beart, or in the head ?
How begot, how norished ?

Reply, reply!
2. It is engender'd in the eyes,

With gazing fed ; and fancy dies
In the cradle where it lies.

Let us all ring fancy's knell;
I'll begin it,Ding, dong, bell.

All. Ding, dong, bell,
Bas. So may the outward shows be least them-

selves.
The world is still deceived with ornament.
In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt,
But, being season'd with a gracious 3 voice,

· Dignity of mien.

? Love.

, Pleasing.

Obscures the show of evil ? In religion.
What damned error, but some sober brow
Will bless it, and approve it with a text,
Hiding the grossness with fair ornament ?
There is no vice so simple, but assumes
Some mark of virtue on his outward parts.
How many cowards, whose hearts are all as false
As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins
The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars;
Who, inward search’d, have livers white as milk !
And these assume but valor's excrement,1
To render them redoubted. Look on beauty,
And you shall see 'tis purchased by the weight;
Which therein works a miracle in nature,
Making them lightest that wear most of it:
So are those crisped 2 snaky golden locks,
Which make such wanton gambols with the wind,
Upon supposed fairness, often known
To be the dowry of a second head,
The scull that bred them in the sepulchre.
Thus ornament is but the guiled 3 shore
To a most dangerous sea ; the beauteous scarf
Veiling an Indian beauty; in a word,
The seeming truth which cunning times put on
To entrap the wisest. Therefore, thou gaudy gold,
Hard food for Midas, I will none of thee ;
Nor none of thee, thou pale and common drudge
"Tween man and man; but thou, thou meagre lead,

i Beard.

Curled.

3 Treacherous

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