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for the meat, sir, it shall be covered ; for your coming in to dinner, sir, why, let it be as humors and conceits shall govern.
[Exit Launcelot Lor. O dear discretion, how his words are
suited ! 1
Jes. Past all expressing. It is very meet,
Even such a husband
Jes. Nay, but ask my opinion too of that.
Jes. Nay, let me praise you, while I have a
stomach. Lor. No, pray thee, let it serve for table-talk; Then, howsoe'er thou speak'st, 'mong other things I shall digest it. Jes. Well, I 'll set
Venice. A court of justice. Enter the DUKE; the Magnificoes; ANTONIO, BASSANIO, GRATIANO, SALARINO, SALANIO, and others. Duke. What, is Antonio here? Ant. Ready, so please your grace. Duke. I am sorry for thee : thou art come to
A stony adversary, an inhuman wretch
I have heard,
* Envy in this place means hatred or malice.
My patience to his fury; and am arm’d
of his. Duke. Go one, and call the Jew into the court. Salan. He's ready at the door: he comes, my
Duke. Make room, and let him stand before our
more strange Than is thy strange apparent cruelty : And, where 2 thou now exact’st the penalty, (Which is a pound of this poor merchant's flesh) Thou wilt not only lose the forfeiture, But, touch'd with human gentleness and love, Forgive a moiety of the principal ; Glancing an eye of pity on his losses, That have of late so huddled on his back; Enough to press a royal merchant down, And pluck commiseration of his state From brassy bosoms, and rough hearts of flint; From stubborn Turks and Tartars, never train'd To offices of tender courtesy. We all expect a gentle answer, Jew.
Shy. I have possess'd your grace of what I pur
pose ; And by our holy Sabbath have I sworn, To have the due and forfeit of
house be troubled with a rat, And I be pleased to give ten thousand ducats To have it baned? What, are you answer'd yet : Some men there are, love not a gaping pig; Some, that are mad, if they behold a cat; And others, when the bagpipe sings i' the nose, Cannot contain their urine for affection : Masters of passion sway it to the mood Of what it likes or loathes. Now, for
your answer : As there is no firm reason to be render'd, Why he cannot abide a gaping pig ; Why he, a harmless, necessary cat; Why he, a woollen bagpipe; but of force Must yield to such inevitable shame, As to offend, himself being offended ; So can I give no reason, nor I will not, More than a lodged hate, and a certain loathing, I bear Antonio, that I follow thus A losing suit against him. Are you answer'd ?
Bas. This is no answer, thou unfeeling man, To excuse the current of thy cruelty.
Shy. I am not bound to please thee with my
answer. Bas. Do all men kill the things they do not love? Shy. Hates any man the thing he would not kill? Bas. Every offence is not a hate at first. Shy. What, wouldst thou have a serpent sting
thee twice ? Ant. I pray you, think you question 1 with the
; You may as well forbid the mountain pines To
wag their high tops, and to make no noise, When they are fretted with the gusts of heaven ; You may as well do any thing most hard, As seek to soften that (than which what's harder ?) His Jewish heart.-—Therefore, I do beseech you, Make no more offers, use no farther means ; But, with all brief and plain conveniency, Let me have judgment, and the Jew his will.
Bas. For thy three thousand ducats here is six.
Shy. If every ducat in six thousand ducats
bond. Duke. How shalt thou hope for mercy, rendering