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Are they return'd ?
Lor. Madam, they are not yet ;
Por. Go in, Nerissa,
130 No note at all of our being absent hence ;Nor you, Lorenzo; Jessica, nor you.' [ A Tucket sounds.
Lor. Your husband is at hand, I hear his trumpet : We are no tell-tales, madam; fear you not.
Por. This night, methinks, is but the day-light sick, It looks a little paler ; 'tis a day, Such as the day is when the sun is hid.
Enter BASSANIO, ANTHONIO, GRATIANO, and their
Bass. We should hold day with the Antipodes, If you would walk in absence of the sun. 139
Por. Let'me give light, but let ine not be liglit; For a light wife doth make a heavy husband, And never be Bassanio so for me; But, God sort all !-You are welcome home, my lord. Bass. I thank you, madam : give welcome to my
friend.This is the man, this is Anthonio, To whom I am so infinitely bound. .
Por. You should in all sense be much bound to him, For, as I hear, he was much bound for you.
Anth. No more than I am well acquitted of. 149 Por. Sir, you are very welcome to our house :
It must appear in other ways than words,
[GRATIANO and NERISSA seem to talk apart.
Por. A quarrel, ho, already? what's the matter ?
Gra. About a hoop of gold,' a paltry ring That she did give me ; whose poesy was For all the world, like cutler's poetry
160 Upon a knife, Love me, and leave me not.
Ner. What talk you of the poésy, or the value ? You swore to me, when I did give it you, That you would wear it till your hour of death ; And that it should lie with you in your grave : Though not for me, yet for your vehement oaths, You should have been respective, and have kept it. Gave it a judge's clerk !--but well I know, The clerk will ne'er wear hair on his face that had it.
Gra. He will, an if he live to be a man. 170
Gra. Now, by this hand, I gave it to a youth,
Por. You were to blame, I must be plain with you,
And riveted with faith unto your flesh.
180 I gave my love a ring, and made him swear Never to part with it; and here he stands : I dare be sworn for him, he would not leave it, Nor pluck it from his finger, for the wealth That the world masters. Now, in faith, Gratiano, You give your wife too unkind a cause of grief; An 'twere to me, I should be mad at it.
Bass. Why, I were best to cut my left hand off, And swear, I lost the ring defending it. [ Aside.
Gra. My lord Bassanio gave his ring away 190
Por. What ring gave you, my lord ?
Bass. If I could add a lie unto a fault,
Ner, Nor I in yours, 'Till I again see mine.
Bass. Sweet Portia,
did know for whom I gave the ring, And would conceive for what I gave the ring, And how unwillingly I left the ring,
When nought would be accepted but the ring,
Por. If you had known the virtue of the ring,
had pleas’d to have defended it
Bass. No, by mine honour, madam, by my soul,
life Of my dear friend. What should I say, sweet lady? I was enforced to send it after him;
230 I was beset with shame and courtesy ; My honour would not let ingratitude So much besmear it: Pardon me, good lady; For, by these blessed candles of the night, Had you been there, I think, you would have begg'd The ring of ine to give the worthy doctor.
Por. Let not that doctor e'er come near my house : Since he hath got the jewel that I lov'd, And that which you did swear to keep for me, I will become as liberal as you;
240 I'll not deny him any thing I have,
No, not my body, nor my husband's bed :
bed-fellow. Ner. And I his clerk ; therefore be well advis'd, How you do leave me to mine own protection. 249
Gra. Well, do you so; let me not take him then ; For, if I do, I'll mar the young
pen. Anth. I am the unhappy subject of these quarrels. Por. Sir, grieve not you ; You are welcome not.
Por. Mark you but that!
26 And there's an oath of credit.
Bass. Nay, but hear me:
Anth. I once did lend my body for his wealth ; Which, but for him that had your husband's ring,
[To PORTIA, Had quite miscarry'd : I dare be bound again, My soul upon the forfeit, that your lord Will never more break faith advisedly.
269 Por. Then you shall be his surety: Give him this;