The French and English, there miscarried Yet do not suddenly, for it may grieve him. [Exeunt. prince: If you choose that wherein I am contain'd, swear, now That comes to hazard for my worthless self. Builds in the weather on the outward wall, To slubber, is to do a thing carelessly. + Shows, tokens. I The heaviness he is fond of Prepared. || Power. 1 Agree with. Why, then to thee, thou silver treasure-house; Pick'd from the chaff and ruin of the times, Por. Too long a pause for that which you find there. Ar. What's here? the portrait of a blinking idiot, Presenting me a schedule? I will read it. Ar. What is here? The fire seven times tried this; [Exeunt ARRAGON, and Train. Por. Thus hath the candle sing'd the moth. O these deliberate fools! when they do choose, They have the wisdom by their wit to lose. Ner. The ancient saying is no heresy ;- Serv. Where is my lady? Serv. Madam, there is alighted at your gate Thou wilt say anon, he is some kin to thee, Por. No more, I pray thee; I am half afeard, Thou spend'st such high-day wit in praising him. SCENE I-Venice.-A Street. Enter SALANIO and SALARINO. Salan. Now, what news on the Rialto? Salar. Why, yet it lives there uncheck'd, that Antonio hath a ship of rich lading wreck'd on the narrow seas; the Goodwins, I think they call the place; a very dangerous flat, and fatal, where the carcasses of many a tall ship lie buried, as they say, if my gossip report be an honest woman of her word. Salan. I would she were as lying a gossip in that, as ever knapp'd ginger, or made her neighbours believe she wept for the death of a third husband: But it is true,-without any slips of prolixity, or crossing the plain highway of talk, that the good Antonio, the honest Antonio, that I had a title good enough to keep his name company! Salar. Come, the full stop. Salan. Ha,-what say'st thou?-Why the end is, he hath lost a ship. Salar. I would it might prove the end of his losses! 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. 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. [Exeunt SALAN. SALAR. and SERVANT. 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, Salar. That's certain, if the devil may be but o' my shedding. her judge. Shy. My own flesh and blood to rebel. Shy. I say, my daughter is my flesh and Salar. There is more difference between thy flesh and hers, than 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 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 God, I thank God:-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. -I Shy. Thou stick'st a dagger in me: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 torquoise; I had it of Leah, when I was a bachelor: I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkies. Tub. But Antonio is certainly undone. Shy. Nay, that's true, that's very true: Go, * A precious stone. A a Enter BASSANIO, PORTIA, GRATIANO, NERISSA, But lest you should not understand me well, yours, And so all yours: O! these naughty times I speak too long; but 'tis to peize the time; 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. Buss. Promise me life, and I'll confess the truth. To the sea-monster: I stand for sacrifice, SONG. 1. Tell me, where is fancy bred, All. Ding, dong, bell. Bass.-So may the outward shows be least themselves; The world is still deceiv'd with ornament. As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins And these assume but valour's excrement, Hard food for Midas, I will none of thee: Nor none of thee, thou pale and common drudge "Tween man and man: but thou, thou meager [aught, Which rather threat'nest, than dost promise Thy plainness moves me more than eloquence, And here choose I; Joy be the consequence! lead, Por. How all the other passions fleet to air, As doubtful thoughts, and rash-embrac'd despair, And shudd'ring fear and green-ey'd jealousy. O love, be moderate, allay thy ecstacy, In measure rain thy joy, scant this excess; I feel too much thy blessing, make it less, For fear I surfeit! Bass. What find I here? [Opening the leaden casket. Fair Portia's counterfeit ?|| What demi-god Hath come so near creation? Move these eyes Or whether, riding on the balls of mine, Seem they in motion? Here are sever'd lips, Parted with sugar breath; so sweet a bar * Love. + Winning favour. + Curled. Likeness, portrait. A The substance of my praise doth wrong this The continent and summary of my fortune. And claim her with a loving kiss. Ner. My lord and lady, it is now our time, That have stood by, and seen our wishes prosper, To cry, good joy; Good joy, my lord, and lady! Gra. I thank your lordship; you have got me one. My eyes, my lord, can look as swift as yours: To have her love, provided that your fortune Por. Is this true, Nerissa? Ner. Madam, it is, so you stand pleas'd withal. Bass. And do you, Gratiano, mean good faith? Gra. Yes, 'faith, my lord. Bass. Our feast shall be much honour'd in your marriage. Gra. We'll play with them, the first boy for Por. You see me, lord Bassanio, where I a thousand ducats. stand, Such as I am though, for my self alone, That only to stand high on your account, But she may learn; and happier than this, And be my vantage to exclaim on you. Bass. Madam, you have bereft me of all Only my blood speaks to you in my veins : Parts from this finger, then parts life from hence; * Blended. Ner What, and stake down? Gr No; we shall ne'er win at that sport, and stake down.But who comes here? Lorenzo, and his infidel? What, my old Venetian friend, Salerio? Enter LORENZO, JESSICA, and SALERIO. Bass. Lorenzo, and Salerio, welcome hither; If that the youth of my new interest here Have power to bid you welcome:-By your leave, I bid my very friends and countrymen, Por. So do I, my lord; Lor. I thank your honour :-For my part, my lord, My purpose was not to have seen you here; Saler. I did, my lord, [Gives BASSAN'O a letter." Bass. Ere I ope his letter, I pray you, tell me how my good friend doth. Gra. Nerissa, cheer yon' stranger; bid her Your hand, Salerio; What's the news from hath lost! Por. There are some shrewd contents in yon' same paper, * Pause, delay. you That I was worse than nothing; for, indeed, Saler. Not one, my lord. Besides, it should appear, that if he had Jes. When I was with him, I have heard him swear, To Tubal, and to Chus, his countrymen, Por. Is it your dear friend, that is thus in trouble? Bass. The dearest friend to me, the kindest man, The best condition'd and unwearied spirit Por. What sum owes he the Jew? Pay him six thousand, and deface the bond; * The chief men. Bid your friends welcome,show a merry cheer;* Since you are dear bought, I will love you dear.— But let me hear the letter of your friend. Bass. [Reads.] Sweet Bassanio, my ships have all miscarried, my creditors grow cruel, my estate is very low, my bond to the Jew is forfeit; and since, in paying it, it is impossible I should live, all debts are cleared between you and I, if I might but see you at my death: notwithstanding, use your pleasure: if your love do not persuade you to come, let not my letter. Por. O love, despatch all business, and be gone. Bass. Since I have your good leave to go away, I will make haste: but till I come again, No bed shall e'er be guilty of my stay, No rest be interposer 'twixt us twain. [Exeunt. SCENE III.-Venice.-A Street. Enter SHYLOCK, SALANIO, ANTONIO, and Jailer. Shy. Jailer, look to him;-Tell not me of mercy; This is the fool that lent out money gratis ;-Jailer, look to him. Ant. Hear me yet, good Shylock. Shy. I'll have my bond; speak not against But, since I am a dog, beware my fangs : Shy. I'll have my bond; I will not hear thee speak : [more. I'll have my bond; and therefore speak no I'll not be made a soft and dull-ey'd fool, To shake the head, relent, and sigh, and yield To Christian intercessors. Follow not; I'll have no speaking; I will have my bond. [Exit SHYLOCK. Salun. It is the most impenetrable cur, That ever kept with men. Ant. Let him alone; I'll follow him no more with bootless prayers. Salan. I am sure, the duke Will never grant this forfeiture to hold. Ant. The duke cannot deny the course of For the commodity that strangers have [law; With us in Venice, if it be denied, Will much impeach the justice of the state; Since that the trade and profit of the city Consisteth of all nations. Therefore, go: These griefs and losses have so 'bated me, That I shall hardly spare a pound of flesh To-morrow to my bloody creditor.Well, jailer, on:-Pray God, Bassanio come To see me pay his debt, and then I care not! [Exeunt. SCENE IV.-Belmont.-A Room in PORTIA'S |