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Sale. I did, my lord, And I have reason for it. Commends him to you.
Signior Antonio [gives Bassanio a letter. Bass. Ere I ope this letter, I pray you, tell me how my good friend doth. Sale. Not sick, my lord, unless it be in mind; Nor well, unless in mind: his letter there Will show you his estate,
Gra. Nerissa, cheer yon' stranger; bid her welYour hand, Salerio; what's the news from Venice? How doth that royal merchant, good Antonio; I know, he will be glad of our success; We are the Jasons, we have won the fleece. [lust! Sale.'Would you had won the fleece that he hath Por. There are some shrewd contents in yon' same That steal the colour from Bassanio's cheek: [paper, Some dear friend dead; else nothing in the world Could turn so much the constitution Of any constant man. What, worse and worse? With leave, Bassanio; I am half yourself, And I must freely have the half of any thing That this same paper brings you.
Bass. O, sweet Portia,
Here are a few of the unpleasant'st words,
Sale. Not one, my lord.
Besides, it should appear, that if he had
Jes. When I was with him, I have heard him
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;
Bass. [reads.] Sweet Bassanio, my ships have all mis carried, my creditors grow cruel, my estate is very low, my bond to the Jew is forfeit; and since, in paying it, it is im possible 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're be guilty of my stay,
No rest be interposer 'twixt us twain. [exeunt.
With us in Venice, if it be denied,
SCENE IV. BELMONT. A ROOM IN PORTIA'S HOUSE.
Enter Portia, Nerissa, Lorenzo, Jessica, and Balthazar.
Lor. Madam, although I speak it in your preYou have a noble and a true conceit [sence, Of godlike amity; which appears most strongly In bearing thus the absence of your lord.
But, if you knew to whom you show this honour,
Por. I never did repent for doing good,
I do desire you,
And there we will abide.
Lor. Madam, with all my heart;
Por. My people do already know my mind, And will acknowledge you and Jessica In place of lord Bassanio and myself.. So fare you well, till we shall meet again. Lor. Fair thoughts, and happy hours, attend on you. .499 Patz Sp To 254T Jes. I wish your ladyship all heart's content. Por. I thank you for your wish, and am well pleas'd To wish it back on you: fare you well, Jessica[exeunt Jessica and Lorenzo
So let me find thee still.-Take this same letter,
Ner. Shall they see us?
Por. They shall, Nerissa; but in suco a habit, That they shall think we are accomplished ~ With what we lack. I'll hold thee any wager, When we are both accouter'd like young men, I'll prove the prettier fellow of the two, And wear my dagger with the braver grace; And speak, between the change of man and boy, With a reed voice; and turn two mincing steps Into a manly stride; and speak of frays, Like a fine bragging youth: and tell quaint lies, How honourable ladies sought my love, Which I denying, they fell sick and died; I could not do with all;-then I'll repent, And wish, for all that, that I had not kill'd them: And twenty of these puny lies I'll tell, That men shall swear, I have discontinued school Above a twelvemonth. I have within my mind A thousand raw tricks of these bragging Jacks, Which I will practise.
Ner. Why, shall we turn to men?
SCENE V. THE SAME. A GARDEN.
Laun. Yes, truly:-for, look you, the sins o the father are to be laid upon the children: therefore, I promise you, I fear you. I was always plain with you, and so now I speak my agitation of the matter: Therefore, be of good cheer; for truly, I think, you are damn'd. There is but one hope in it that can do you any good; and that is but a kind of bastard hope neither. 募
Jes, And what hope is that, I pray thee? Laun. Marry, you may partly hope that your father got you not, that you are not the Jew's daughter.
Jes. That were a kind of bastard hope, indeed; so the sins of my mother should be visited upon
Laun. Truly, then I fear you are damn'd both by father and mother: thus, when I shun Scylla, your father, I fall into Charybdis, your mother: well, you are gone both ways.
Jes. I shall be saved by my husband; he hath made me a Christian.
Laun. Truly, the more to blame he: we were Christians enough before; e'en as many as could well live, one by another; this making of Chris
tians will raise the price of hogs; if we grow all
Laun. For the table, sir, it shall be served in; for the meat, sir, it shall be covered; for your Jes. I'll tell my husband, Launcelot, what you coming to dinner, sir, why, let it be as humours say; here he comes. and conceits shall govern. [exit Launcelot. Lor. O dear discretion, how his words are The fool hath planted in his memory An army of good words: and I do know A many fools, that stand in better place, Garnish'd like him, that for a tricksy word Defy the matter. How cheer'st thou, Jessica? And now, good sweet, say thy opinion, How dost thou like the lord Bassanio's wife?
Lor. I shall grow jealous of you shortly, Launce lot, if you thus get my wife into corners.
Jes. Nay, you need not fear us, Lorenzo; Launcelot and I are out; he tells me flatly, there is no mercy for me in heaven, because I am a Jew's daughter: and he says, you are no good member of the commonwealth; for, in converting Jews to Christians, you raise the price of pork.
Lor. I shall answer that better to the commonwealth, than you can the geting up of the negro's belly: the Moor is with child by you, Launcelot.
Laun. It is much, that the Moor should be more than reason; but, if she be less than an honest woman, she is, indeed, more than I took her for.
Lor. How every fool can play upon the word! I think, the best grace of wit will shortly turn into silence; and discourse grow commendable in none only but parrots.—Go in, sirrah; bid them prepare for dinner.
Laun. That is done, sir; they have all stomachs. Lor. Goodly lord, what a wit-snapper are you! then bid them prepare dinner.
Laun. That is done too, sir; only, cover is the Lor. Will you cover then, sir? [word. Laun. Not so, sir, neither; I know my duty. Lor. Yet more quarrelling with occasion! Wilt thou show the whole wealth of thy wit in an instant; I pray thee, understand a plain man in his plain meaning; go to thy fellows; bid them cover ACT
VENICE. A COURT OF JUSTICE.
Enter the Duke; the Magnificoes; Antonio, Bassanio, Gratiano, Salarino, Salanio, and others.
Duke. What, is Antonio here?
Ant. Ready, so please your grace.
Duke. Go one, and call the Jew into the court.
the table, serve in the meat, and we will come in to dinner.
Jes. Past all expressing; it is very meet,
And on the wager lay two earthly women,
Lor. Even such a husband
Jes. Nay, but ask my opinion too of that.
Lor. No, pray thee, let it serve for table-talk; Then, howsoe'er thou speak'st, 'mong other things I shall digest it.
Jes. Well, I'll set thee forth.
(Which is a pound of this poor merchant's flesh,)
We all expect a gentle answer, Jew.
To have the due
If you deny it, le danger light
mandy non nd'
Upon your charter, and your city's freedom.
Mistress of passion, sways it to the mood
A losing suit against him. Are you answer'd?
Bass. This is no answer, thou unfeeling man, To excuse the current of thy cruelty. [answer. Shy. I am not bound to please thee with my Bass. Do all men kill the things they do not love?
Shy. Hates any man the thing he would not kill?
Bass. Every offence is not a hate at first. Shy. What, wouldst thou have a serpent sting thee twice? [Jew.
Ant. I pray you, think you question with the You may as well go stand upon the beach, And bid the main flood bate his usual height; You may as well use question with the wolf, Why he hath made the ewe bleat for the lamb; You may as well forbid the mountain pines To wag their high tops, and to make no noise, When they are fretted with the gusts of heaven: You may as well do any thing most hard, As seek to soften that (than which what's harder?) His Jewish heart:-therefore, I do beseech you, Make no more offers, use no further means, But, with all brief and plain conveniency, Let me have judgement, and the Jew his will.
Bass. For thy three thousand ducats here is six. Shy. If every ducat in six thousand ducats Were in six parts, and every part a ducat, I would not draw them, I would have my bond. Duke. How shalt thou hope for mercy, rend'ring
Shy. What judgement shall I dread, doing no
You have among you many a purchas'd slave,
Salar. My lord, here stays without
Duke. Bring us the letters; call the messenger,
Bass. Good cheer, Antonio! What man? courage yet!
The Jew shall have my flesh, blood, bones, and all, Ere thou shalt lose for me one drop of blood.
Ant. I am a tainted wether of the flock, Meetest for death; the weakest kind of fruit Drops earliest to the ground, and so let me: You cannot better be employ'd, Bassanio, Than to live still, and write mine epitaph.
Enter Nerissa, dress'd like a lawyer's clerk. Duke. Came you from Padua, from Bellario? Ner. From both, my lord: Bellario greets your grace. [presents a letter. Bass. Why dost thou whet thy knife so earnestly' Shy. To cut the forfeiture from that bankrupt [Jew, Gra. Not on thy sole, but on thy soul, harsh Thou mak'st thy knife keen: but no metal can, No, not the hangman's axe, bear half the keenness Of thy sharp envy. Can no prayers pierce thee?
Shy. No, none that thou hast wit enough to make. Gra. O, be thou damn'd, inexorable dog! And for thy life let justice be accus'd. Thou almost mak'st me waver in my faith, To hold opinion with Pythagoras, That souls of animals infuse themselves Into the trunks of men: thy currish spirit Govern'd a wolf, who, hang'd for human slaughter, Even from the gallows did his fell soul fleet, And whilst thou lay'st in thy unhallow'd dam, Infus'd itself in thee; for thy desires Are wolfish, bloody, starv'd, and ravenous [bond,
Shy. Till thou canst rail the seal from off my Thou but offend'st thy lungs to speak so loud: Repair thy wit, good youth, or it will fall To cureless ruin. -I stand here for law.
[Clerk reads.] Your grace shall understand, that, at the receipt of your letter I am very sick: but in the instant that your messenger came, in loving visitation was with me a young doctor of Rome, his name is Balthasar. I acquainted him with the cause in controversy between the Jew and Antonio the merchant: we turned o'er many books together: he is furnished with my opinion; which, bettered with his own learning, (the greatness whereof I cannot enough commend.) comes with him, at my importunity, to fill up your grace's request in my stead. I beseech you, let his lack of years be no impediment to let him lack a reverend estimation; for I never knew so young a body with so old a head I leave him to your gracious acceptance, whose trial shall better publish his commendation.
Duke. You hear the learn'd Bellario, what he And here, I take it, is the doctor come.- [writes; Enter Portia, dressed like a doctor of laws. Give me your hand: came you from old Bellario? Por. I did, my lord.
Duke. You are welcome: take your place. Are you acquainted with the difference That holds this present question in the court?
Por. I am informed th'roughly of the cause. Which is the merchant here, and which the Jew! Duke. Antonio and old Shylock, both stand forth.
Por. Is your name Shylock?
Por Of a strange nature is the suit you follow,
Por. Do you confess the bond?
Ant. I do.
Por. Then must the Jew be merciful.
Shy. On what compulsion must I? tell me that.
And earthly power doth then show likest God's,
Por.. Is he not able to discharge the money?
Por. Why, this bond is forfeit ;
You know the law, your exposition
Ant. Most heartily I do beseech the court
Por. Why then, thus it is.
You must prepare your bosom for his knife:
Shy. 'Tis very true: O wise and upright judge!
To let the wretched man out-live his wealth,
For, if the Jew do cut but deep enough,
Por. It must not be; there is no power in Venice And he repents not that he pays your debt;
Bass. Antonio, I am married to a wife,
Por. I pray you, let me look upon the bond.
[that, Por. Your wife would give you little thanks for If she were by, to hear you make the offer.
Shy. An oath, an oath, I have an oath in heaven:
Gra. I have a wife, whom I protest I love;
Ner. 'Tis well you offer it behind her back; The wish would make else an unquiet house.
Shy. These be the Christian husbands: I have 'Would, any of the stock of Barrabas [a daughter Had been her husband, rather than a Christian! faside We trifle time: I pray thee, pursue scntence,
So says the bond;-doth it not, noble judge?—
Por. It is so. Are there balance here, to weigh
Shy. I have them ready.
[charge, Por. Have by some surgeon, Shylock, on your To stop his wounds, lest he do bleed to death. Shy. Is it so nominated in the bond?
Por. It is not so express'd; but what of that? 'Twere good you do so much, for charity.
Shy. I cannot find it; 'tis not in the bond.