Salan. Let me say amen betimes, lest the devil cross my prayer; for here he comes in the likeness of a Jew. Enter SHYLOCK. How now, Shylock? what news among the merchants? Shy. You knew, none so well, none so well as you, of my daughter's flight. Salar. That's certain; I, for my part, knew the tailor that made the wings she flew withal. Salan. 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. Salar. That's certain, if the devil may be her judge. Shy. My own flesh and blood to rebel! Salan. Out upon it, old carrion! rebels it at these years? Salar. There is more difference between thy flesh and hers, tnan between jet and ivory; more between your bloods, than there is between red wine and rhenish: But tell us, do you hear whether Antonio have had any loss at sea or no? Shy. There I have another bad match; a bankrupt, a prodigal, who dare scarce show his head on the Rialto;-a beggar, that used 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. Salar. 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 disgraced me, and hindered me of half a million; laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies; and what's his reason? I am a Jew: Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? if you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? if we are like you in the rest, we will 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 me, I will execute; and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction. Enter TUBAL. Salan. Here comes another of the tribe; a third cannot be matched, unless the devil himself turn Jew. [Exeunt SALAN. & SALAR. Shy. How now, Tubal, what news from Genoa? hast 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, cost me two thousand ducats in Frankfort! 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! 'would she were hears'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 loss 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 sighs, but o' my breathing; no tears, but o' my shedding. Tub. Yes, other men have ill luck too; Antonio, as I heard in Genoa,― Shy. What, what, what? ill luck, ill luck? Tub. --hath an argosy cast away, coming from Tripolis. Shy. I thank Heaven, I thank Heaven :-Is it true, is it true? 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; 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. May 127 1857 SCENE II.-Belmont. A Room in Portia's House. Por. I pray you, tarry; pause a day or two, Hate counsels not in such a quality : I could teach you How to choose right, but then I am forsworn; For, as I am, I live upon the rack. Por. Upon the rack, Bassanio? then confess What treason there is mingled with your love. Bass. 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, Bass. Promise me life, and I'll confess the truth. Bass. Doth teach me answers for deliverance ! Por. Away then: I am lock'd in one of theïn ; Nerissa, and the rest, stand all aloof. Let music sound, while he doth make his choice; Fading in music. All. Music, whilst BASSANIO comments on the caskets to himself. SONG. 1. Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart, or in the head? 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; Bass. Some good direct my judgment!-Let me see. "Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men desire." That may be meant [Looks at the golden casket Of the fool multitude, that choose by show: What dangerous error, but some sober brow The seeming truth which cunning times put on "Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserves.” And well said, too; for who shall go about Without the stamp of merit ? Oh, that estates, degrees, and offices, [Looks at the silver casket. Were not derived corruptly! and that clear honor How many then should cover, that stand bare ? And how much honor, Picked from the chaff and ruin of the times, To be new varnished ?—" Much as he deserves."- "Who chooseth me must give and hazard all he hath.” [Looks at the leaden casket. I'll none of thee, thou pale and common drudge Por. How all the other passions fleet to air, Bass. What find I here? [Opening the leaden casket. Fair Portia's counterfeit? What demi-god You that choose not by the view, A gentle scroll;—Fair lady, by your leave : Until confirm'd, sign'd, ratified by you. Por. You see me, lord Bassanio, where I stand, Such as I am though, for myself alone, I would not be ambitious in my wish, To wish myself much better; yet, for you, A thousand times more fair, ten thousand times That only to stand high on your account, Bass. Madam, you have bereft me of all words Ner. My lord and lady, it is now our time, [Kissing her. |