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Por. If I live to be as old as Sibylla, I will die as chaste as Diana, unless I be obtained by the manner of my father's will: I am glad this parcel of wooers are so reasonable; for there is not one among them but I dote on his very absenoe, and I pray God grant them a fair departure.
Ner. Do you not remember, lady, in your father's time, a Venetian, a scholar, and a soldier, that came hither in company of the Marquis of Montserrat ?
Por. Yes, yes, it was Bassanio; as I think, so was he called.
Ner. True, madam; he of all the men that ever my foolish eyes looked upon, was the best deserving a fair lady.
Por. I remember him well; and I remember him worthy of thy praise.-How now! what news!
Enter a Servant. Serv. The four strangers seek for you, madam, to take their leave : and there is a fore-runner come from a fifth, the prince of Morocco; who brings word, the prince, his master, will be here to-night.
Por. If I could bid the fifth welcome with so good heart as I can bid the other four farewell, I should be glad of his approach: if he have the condition of a saint, and the complexion of a devil, I had rather he should shrive me than wive me.
Come, Nerissa.Sirrah, go before.- Whiles we shut the gate upon one wooer, another knocks at the door.
SCENE III.- Venice. A public place.
Enter BASSANIO and SHYLOCK.
Shy. Antonio shall become bound, -well.
Will you pleasure me? Shall I know your answer ?
Shy. Three thousand ducats, for three months, and Antonio bound.
Bass. Your answer to that. Shy. Antonio is a good man. Bass. Hare you heard any imputation to the contrary?
shy. Ho, no, no, no, no ;-my meaning, in saying he
11 is a good man, is to have you understand me, that he is sufficient : yet his means are in supposition : he hath an argosy bound to Tripolis, another to the Indies; understand, moreover, upon the Rialto, he hath a third at Mexico, a fourth for England, --and other ventures squandered abroad. But
-rats, and land-thieves--I mean, pirates; and hen, there is the peril of
waters, winds, and rocks.man is,
notwithstanding, sufficient-three thousand ducats :- I think, 1 may take his bond.
Bass. Be assured you may
Shy. I will be assured, I may; and, that I may be assured, I will
bethink me. 'May I speak with Antonio?
Bass. If it please you to dine with us.
I forgive him!
Shylock, do you hear ?
by the near guess of my memory,
will furnish me. But soft : How many months
albeit I neither lend nor borrow,
By taking, nor by giving of excess,
Ay, ay, three thousand ducats.
never use it. Shy: When Jacob grazed his uncle Laban's sheepThis Jacob from our holy Abraham was (As his wise mother wrought in his behalf,) The third possessor; ay, he was the third.
Ant. And what of him? did he take interest? Directly interest; mark
what' Jacob did. Shy. No, not take interest ; not, as you would say, When Laban and himself
were compromised, That all the eanlings which were strenk'd,
peeld me certain wands,
were Jacob's. And thrift is blessing, ir ien steal it not.
Ant. This was a venture, sir, that Jacob served for:
Shy. I cannot tell; I make it breed as fast :-
Mark you this, Bassanio,
Shy. Three thousand ducats,-'tis a good round sim. Three months from twelve, then let me see the rate.
Ant. Well, Shylock, sball we be beholden to you?
Shy. Signior Antonio, many a time and oft,
Ant. I am as like to call thee so again,
Why, look you, how you storm! I would be friend
th you, and have your love, Forget the shames that you have stain'd me with, Supply your present wants, and take no doit of usance for my monies, and you'll not hear me : This is kind I offer.
Ant. This were kindness.
This kindness will I shew
Exact the penalty.
Ant. Content, in faith ; I'll seal to such a bond,
Bass. You shall not seal to such a bond for me,
Ant. Why, fear not, man; I will not forfeit it;
Shy. O father Abraham, what these Christians are ;
Ant. Yes, Shylock, I will seal unto this bond.
Shy. Then meet me forthwith at the notary's;
Hie thee, gentle Jew.
Bass. I like not fair terms, and a villain's mind.
ACT II. SCENE I.-Belmont. A Room in Portia's House. Flourish of cornets.
Enter the Prince of Morocco, and his Train; PORTIA, NERISSA, and other of her Attendants. Mor. Mislike me not for my complexion, The shadow'd livery of the burnish'd sun, To whom I am a neighbour, and near bred. Bring me the fairest creature northward born, Where Phæbus' fire scarce thaws the icicles, And let us make incision for your love, To prove whose blood is reddest, his, or mine. I tell thee, lady; this aspect of mine