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the Rialto ;- 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?

49 Shy. To bait fish withal : if it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge. He hath disgrac'd me, and hinder'd me of half a million; laugh'd at my los. ses, mock'd at my gains, scorn'd my nation, thwarted my bargains, cool'd my friends, heated mine ene. mies; 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, heal'd by the same means, warm’d and cool'd 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. ✓ Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility ? re

venge : If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian exainple? why, revenge. The villainy, you teach me, I will execute; and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.

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Enter a Servant. Serv. Gentlemen, my master Anthonio is at his house, and desires to speak with you


71 Sal.

Sal. We have been up and down to seek him.

Enter TUBAL.

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

[Exeunt SAL. and SALAN. 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.

78 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.

9 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 argosy cast away, coming from Tripolis.

Sky. I thank God, I thank God :-Is it true? is it true ?


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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 Anthonio's creditors in my company to Venice, that swear he cannot choose but break.

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

Tub. One of them shewed 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, 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 merchandize I will : Go, go, Tubal, and meet me at our synagogue; go, good Tubal ; at our synagogue, Tubal.

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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 a while : There's something tells me (but it is not love), 131 I would not lose you; and you know yourself, Hate counsels not in such a quality : But lest


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 I am then forsworn;
So will I never be : so you may miss me;
But if you do, you'll make me wish a sin,

That I had been forsworn. Beshrew your eyes,
They have o'er-look'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 : Oh! 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 the time;
To eke it, and to draw it out in length,

150 To stay you froin election,


Bass. 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.

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,
Where men enforced do speak any thing.

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

Bass. 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.- 170
Nerissa, and the rest, stand all aloof.-
Let musick sound while he doth make his choice;
Then, if he lose, he makes a swan-like end,
Fading in musick : that the comparison
May stand more proper, my eye shall be the stream,
And wat'ry death-bed for him: He may win;
And what is musick then? then musick is
Even as the flourish 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,



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