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How much unlike my hopes and my deservings ?
Who chufes me, shall have as much as he deserves.
Did I deserve no more than a fool's head?
Is that my prize ? are my deserts no better?

Por. To offend, and judge, are distinct offices,
And of opposed natures.

Ar, What is here?

The fire feu'n times tried this ;
Seu'n times tried that judgment is,
That did never chufe amiss.
Some there be that madows kifs ;
Such have but a Madow's bli's :
There be fools alive, I wis,
Silver'd o'er, and so was this.
Take what wife you will to bed,
I will ever be your

head :
So be gone, Sir, you are fped.
Ar. Still more fool I shall appear,
By the time I linger here.
With one fool's head I came to woo,
But I go away with two.
Sweet, adieu! I'll keep my oath,
Patiently to bear my wrath.

[Exit.
Por. Thus hath the candle fing'd the moth :
O these deliberate fools / when they do chuse,
They have the wisdom by their wit to lose.

Ner. The ancient saying is no heresy,
Hanging and wiving goes by deftiny.
Por. Come, draw the curtain, Neriffa.

Enter a Servant.
Sero. Where is my Lady ?
Por. Here, what would my Lord ?
Sero. Madam, there is alighted at your gate

young Venetian, one that comes before To signify th' approaching of his Lord, From

whom he bringeth fenfible regreets ;
Ta wit, besides commends and courteous breatk,
Gifts of rich value ; yet, I have not feen
So hkely an ambassador of love.
A day in April never came so sweet,

To show how costly summer was at hand,
As this fore-spurrer comes before his Lord.

Por. No more, I pray thee; I am half afraid,
Thou ’lt say anon, he is some kin to thee;
Thou spend'ft such high-day wit in praising him:
Come, come, Neriffa, for í long to see
Quick Cupid's poft, that comes so mannerly.
Ner. Baffanio, Lord Love, if thy will it be!

[Exeunt.

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Sal. , Anthonio hath a ship of rich lading wreck'd on the nartow feas; the Godwins, I think, they call the place; a very dangerous flat, and fatal, where the carcases of many a tall ship lie bury'd, as they say, if my gollip Report be an honest woman of her word.

Sola. I would she were as lying a gossip in that, as ever knapt ginger, or made her neighbours believe the wept for the death of a third husband. But it is true, without any flips of prolixity, or crossing the plain highway of talk, that the good Anthonio, the honeft Ăn. thonio- that I had a title good enough to keep his name company

! Sal. Come, the full stop.

Sola. Ha, what fay'st thou? why, the end is, he hath loft a ship.

Sal. I would it might prove the end of his losses.

Sola. Let me say Amen betimes, left the devil cross thy prayer, for here he comes in the likeness of a Jew. How now, Shylock, what news among the merchants ?

Enter Shylock. Shy. You knew (none so well, none so well as you) of my daughter's flight.

Sal. That's certain; I, for my part, knew the tailor that made the wings she flew withal.

Sola, And Shylock, for his own part, knew the bird was fledg'd, and then it is the complexion of them all to leave the dam.

Shy. She is damn'd for it.
sal. That's certain, if the devil may be her judge.
Shy. My own flesh and blood to rebel!
Sola. Out upon it, old carrion, rebels it at these

years?
Shy. I say, my daughter is my flesh and blood.

Sal. There is more difference between thy flesh and her's, than between jet and ivory; more between your bloods, than there is between red wine and rhenish : but tell us, do you hear, whether Anthonio have had any lofs at sea or no?

Shy. There I have another bad match; a bankrupt, for a prodigal, who dares fcarce shew his head on the Ryalto; a beggar, that us'd to come so smug upon the mart! let him look to his bond; he was wont to call me usurer; let him look to his bond; he was wont to lend money

for a Christian courtesy, let him look to his bond.

Sal. Why, I am sure, if he forfeit, thou wilt not take his flesh : what's that good for?

Shy. To bait fish withal. If it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge. He hath disgrac'd me, and hin derd me of half a million, -laugh'd at my losses, mock’d: at my gains, scorn'd my nation, thwarted my bargains, cool'd my friends, heated mine enenuies. And what's his reason? I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes ? haih not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions ? fed with the fame food, hurt with the fame weapons, subject to the same diseases, heal’d. by the fame means, warm’d and cool'd by the same winter and fummer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not Bleed? if

you
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us, do we not laugh? if you poi-fon us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we willi resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong, a Christian, what is his humility ? revenge. If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example? why, revenge. The - villany you teach niey

I will execute; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction,

Enter a fervant from Anthonio. Serv. Gentlemen, my master Anthonio is at his house, and desires to speak with you both. Sal. We have been up and down to seek him.

Enter Tubal, Sola. Here comes another of the tribe; a third cannot be match'd unless the devil himself turn Jew.

[Exeunt Sala. and Solar. Shy. How now, Tubal, what news from Genoa ? haft thou found my daughter ?

Tub. I often came where I did hear of her, but cannot find her.

Shy. Why there, there, there, there ! a diamond gone, coft me two thousand ducats in Francfort ! the curse never fell upon our nation till now, I never felt it till now; two thousand ducats in that, and other precious, precious jewels ! I would my daughter were dead at my foot, and the jewels in her ear; O would she were hers'd at my foot, and the ducats in her coffin. No news of them; why, so ! and I know not what's spent in the search : why, thou lofs upon loss! the thief gone with so much, and so much to find the thief; and no satisfaction, no revenge, nor no ill luck stirring, but what lights o my shoulders; no fighs but o' my breathing, no tears but o' my shedding.

Tub. Yes, other men have ill luck too; Anthonio, as I heard in Genoa

Shy. What, what, what ? ill luck, ill luck ?

Tub. Hath an Argofie cast away, coming from Tripolis.

Shy. I thank God, I thank God; is it true? is it true ?

Tub. I spoke with some of the failors 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 fittings fourfcore ducats!

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

Shy. I am glad of it, I'll plaguè him, I'll torture him; I am glad of it.

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

Shy. Out upon her! thou torturest me, Tubal; it was my Turquoise, I had it of Leah when I was a bachelor; I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkies.

Tub, But Anthonio' is certainly undone.

Shy. Nay, that's true, that's very true ; go 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 merchandize I will. Go, go, Tubal, and meet me at our synagogue; go, good Tupal; at our fynagogue, Tubal.

[Exeunt.

SCENE II. Changes to Belmont. Enter, Bassanio, Portia, Gratiano, and attendants.

The caskets are set out.
Por. I pray you, tarry; pause a day or two,
Before you hazard; for in chufing wrong
I lofe your company; therefore forbear a while.
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 left 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 chufe right, but I am then forsworn:
So will I never be; fo you may miss me :
But if you do, you'll make me with a fin,
That I had been forsworn. Befhrew your eyes,
They have o'erlook'd me, and divided me;

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