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And fair she is, if that mine eyes be true;
And true she is, as she hath prov'd herself;
And therefore, like herself, wise, fair, and true,
Shall she be placed in my constant soul.
Enter Jessica, below.
What, art thou come?-On, gentlemen, away;
Our masquing mates by this time for us stay.
[exit, with Jessica, and Salarino.
Enter Antonio.

Ant. Who's there?

Gra. Signior Antonio?

Ant. Fie, fie Gratiano! where are all the rest?
'Tis nine o'clock; our friends all stay for you.
No masque to night; the wind is come about,
Bassanio presently will go aboard.
I have sent twenty out to seek for you.

Gra. I am glad on't; I desire no more delight,
Than to be under sail and gone to night. [exeunt.


Flourish of cornets; enter Portia, with the Prince
of Morocco, and both their trains.
Por. Go, draw aside the curtains, and discover
The several caskets to this noble prince.
Now make your choice.

[bears;Mor. The first of gold, who this inscription Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men desire.'

The second, silver, which this promise carries ;-
Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he de-


As much as he deserves?-Pause there, Morocco,
And weigh thy value with an even hand:
If thou be'st rated by thy estimation,
Thou dost deserve enough; and yet enough
May not extend so far as to the lady;
And yet to be afeard of my deserving,
Were but a weak disabling of myself.
As much as I deserve!-Why, that's the lady.
I do in birth deserve her, and in fortunes,
In graces, and in qualities of breeding;
But more than these, in love I do deserve.
What if I stray'd no further, but chose here?
Let's see once more this saying grav'd in gold:
'Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men

The Hyrcanian deserts, and the vasty wilds
Of wide Arabia, are as through-fares now,
For princes to come view fair Portia :
The watery kingdom, whose ambitious head
Spits in the face of heaven, is no bar
To stop the foreign spirits; but they come,
As o'er a brook, to see fair Portia.
One of these three contains her heavenly picture.
Is't like, that lead contains her? 'Twere damna-

Why, that's the lady; all the world desires her:
From the four corners of the earth they come,
To kiss this shrine, this mortal breathing saint.

To think so base a thought; it were too gross
To rib her cerecloth in the obscure grave.
Or shall I think, in silver she's immur'd,
Being ten times undervalued to tryed gold?
O sinful thought! Never so rich a gem
Was set in worse than gold. They have in Eng-
A coin, that bears the figure of an angel [land
Stamped in gold; but that's insculp'd upon;
But here an angel in a golden bed
Lies all within.-Deliver me the key;
Here do I choose, and thrive I as I may! [there,

Por. There, take it, prince, and if my forin lie
Then I am yours. [he unlocks the golden casket.

Mor. O hell! what have we here!

A carrion death, within whose empty eye
There is a written scroll? I'll read the writing.


This third, dull lead, with warning all as blunt;
Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all he
How shall I know if I do choose the right? [hath.'
Por. The one of them contains my picture,

If you choose that, then I am yours withal.

Mor. Some god direct my judgment! Let me I will survey the inscriptions back again: [see, What says this leaden casket? [hath.' Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all he Must give For what? for lead? hazard for lead? This casket threatens. Men, that hazard all, Do it in hope of fair advantages: A golden mind stoops not to shows of dross; I'll then nor give, nor hazard, aught for lead. What says the silver, with her virgin hue? Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he de- Who went with him to search Bassanio's ship. Salar. He came too late, the ship was under sail:

All that glisters is not gold,
Often have you heard that told:
Many a man his life hath sold,
But my outside to behold:
Gilded tombs do worms unfold,
Had you been as wise as bold,
Young in limbs, in judgment old,
Your answer had not been inscroll'd:
Fare you well; your suit is cold.
Cold, indeed; and labour lost:

Then, farewell, heat; and, welcome, frost.
Portia, adieu; I have too griev'd a heart
To take a tedious leave: thus loosers part. [exi
Por. A gentle riddance.-Draw the curtains, g
Let all of his complexion choose me so. [exeun

Enter Salarino and Salanio.

Salar. Why, man, I saw Bassanio under sail
With him is Gratiano gone along;

And in their ship, I am sure, Lorenzo is not. Sulan. The villain Jew with outcries rais'd the duke;

But there the duke was given to understand,
That in a gondola were seen together
Lorenzo and his amorous Jessica:
Besides, Antonio certified the duke
They were not with Bassanio in the ship.
Salan. I never heard a passion so confus'd;
So strange, outrageous, and so variable,
As the dog Jew did utter in the streets:
'My daughter!-O my ducats!-O my daughter!
Fled with a Christian?-O my Christian ducats!
Justice! the law! my ducats, and my daughter'
A sealed bag, two sealed bags of ducats,
Of double ducats, stol'n from me by my daughter!
And jewels; two stones, two rich and precious

Stol'n by my daughter!-Justice! find the girl!
She hath the stones upon her, and the ducats!-


Salur. Why, all the boys in Venice follow him, Crying, his stones, his daughter, and his ducats. Salan. Let good Antonio look he keep his day, Or he shall pay for this.

Salar. Marry, well remember'd. I reason'd with a Frenchman yesterday; Who told me,-in the narrow seas, that part The French and English, there miscarried A vessel of our country, richly fraught: I thought upon Antonio, when he told me; And wish'd, in silence, that it were not his. Salan. You were best to tell Antonio what you hear;

Yet do not suddenly, for it may grieve him.

Salar. A kinder gentleman treads not the earth, I saw Bassanio and Antonio part. Bassanio told him, he would make some speed Of his return; he answer'd-' Do not so, Slubber not business for my sake, Bassanio, But stay the very riping of the time; And for the Jew's bond, which he hath of me, Let it not enter in your mind of love: Be merry, and employ your chiefest thoughts To courtship, and such fair ostents of love, As shall conveniently become you there.'— And even there, his eye being big with tears, Turning his face, he put his hand behind him, And with affection wondrous sensible, He wrung Bassanio's hand, and so they parted. Salan. I think, he only loves the world for him. I pray thee let us go, and find him out, And quicken his embraced heaviness With some delight or other.

Salar. Do we so.

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Por. Behold, there stand the caskets, noble If you choose that wherein I am contain'd, Straight shall our nuptial rites be solemniz'd; But if you fail, without more speech, my lord, You must be gone from hence immediately.


Ar. I am enjoin'd by oath to observe three
First, never to unfold to any one
Which casket 'twas I chose; next, if I fail
Of the right casket, never in my life

To woo a maid in way of marriage; lastly,
If I do fail in fortune of my choice,
Immediately to leave you and be gone.

Por. To these injunctions every one doth swear, That comes to hazard for my worthless self.

Ar. And so have I address'd me. Fortune now To my heart's hope!-Gold, silver, and base lead. "Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all he You shall look fairer, ere I give, or hazard. [hath.' What says the golden chest? ha! let me see:"Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men desire. What many men desire!-that many may be meant By the fool multitude, that choose by show, Not learning more than the fond eye doth teach;

Which pries not to the interior, but, like the martlet,

Builds in the weather on the outward wall,
Even in the force and road of casualty.
I will not choose what many men desire,
Because I will not jump with common spirits,
And rank me with the barbarous multitudes,
Why, then to thee, thou silver treasure-house;
Tell me once more what title thou dost bear;
'Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he de-

And well said too; for who shall go about
To cozen fortune, and be honourable
Without the stamp of merit! Let none presume
To wear an undeserved dignity.
O, that estates, degrees, and offices,

Were not deriv'd corruptly! and that clear honour
Were purchas'd by the merit of the wearer!
How many then should cover, that stand bare?
How many be commanded, that command?
How much low peasantry would then be glean'd
From the true seed of honour; and how much

I will assume desert;—give me a key for this,
And instantly unlock my fortunes here.


Por. Too long a pause for that which you find Ar. What's here? the portrait of a blinking Presenting me a schedule! I will read it. [idiot, How much unlike art thou to Portia?

[exeunt. How much unlike my hopes, and my deservings? Who chooseth me, shall have as much as he deserves.'

Pick'd from the chaff and ruin of the times, To be new varnish'd? Well, but to my choice: 'Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he deserves ;'

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Por. No more, I pray thee; I am half afeard,
Thou wilt say anon, he is some kin to thee,
Thou spend'st such high-day wit in praising

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.

Come, come, Nerissa; for I long to see
Quick Cupid's post, that comes so mannerly.
Ner. Bassanio, lord Love, if thy will it be!

Salar. Why, am I 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 the 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, 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 villainy you teach me, I will execute; and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.

Enter a Servant.

Serv. Gentlemen, my master Antonio is at his house, and desires to speak with you both.

Salar. We have been up and down to seek him.
Enter Tubal.

Salan. Here comes another of the tribe; a third cannot be matched, unless the devil himself turn Jew.

[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. She is damn'd for it.

[judge. Salar. That's certain; if the devil may be her Shy. My own flesh and blood to rebel! Salan. Out upon it, old carrion! rebels it at these years?

Shy. I say, my daughter is my flesh and blood. 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 Autonio have had any loss at sea or ho? Shy. There I have another bad match: a bank-thief; and no satisfaction, no revenge: nor no ill rupt, a prodigal, who dare scarce show his head luck stirring, but what lights o' my shoulders; no on the Rialto;—a beggar, that used to come so sighs, but o' my breathing: no tears, but o' my smug upon the mart; let him look to his bond: shedding. 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.


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. Why there, there, there, there! a diamond gone, cost me two thousand ducats in Frankfort! The curse never fell on 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

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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 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 monkeys be mus 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. ve bun

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Tub. But Antonio 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 merchandise I will; go, go, Tubal, and meet me at our synagogue: go, good Tubal; at our synagogue, Tubal. [exeunt. SCENE II. BELMONT. A ROOM IN PORTIA'S HOUSE. Enter Bassanio, Portia, Gratiano, Nerissa, 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 awhile: There's something tells me (but it is not love,) I would not lose you; and you know yourself, Hate counsels not in such a quality: But, lest you 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 then I am forsworn; So will I never be: so may you miss me; But if you do, you'll make me wish a sin, That I had been forsworn. Beshrew your eyes, They have o'erlook'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: O! 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.


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Por. Upon the rack, Bassanio? then confess What treason there is mingled with your love.

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Bass. None, but the 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.

Bass. Promise me life, and I'll confess the Por. Well, then, confess, and live. [truth. Bass. Confess, and love, ont poca la suon makĄ Had been the very sum of my confessions à O happy torment, when my torture dan Di Doth teach me answers for deliverance But let me to my fortune and the caskets. d baA




Por. Away then: I am lock'd in one of them; If you do love me, you will find me out.nob BA Nerissa, and the rest, stand all aloofda bn A Let music sound, while he doth make his choice; Then, if he lose, he makes a swan-like end, Fading in music: 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 music then? then music is ow Even as the flourish when true subjects bowhi To a new-crowned monarch: such it is, As are those dulcet sounds in break of day, used That creep into the dreaming bridegroom's ear, And summon him to marriage. Now he goes, With no less presence, but with much more love Than young Alcides, when he did redeem blog A The virgin tribute paid by howling Troy al To the sea-monster: I stand for sacrifice, woll The rest aloof are the Dardanian wives, alueid With bleared visages, come forth to view) DICA The issue of the exploit. Go, Hercules! T Live thou, I live-with much more dismay I view the fight, than thou that mak'st the fray. Music, whilst Bassanio comments on the caskets. 1. Tell me, where is fancy bred, Or in the heart, or in the head? How begot, how nourished? 2. It is engender'd in the eyes, With gazing fed; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies.







Let us all ring fancy's knell: I'll begin it,-Ding, dong, bell. Lady A All. Ding, dong, bell. Bass. So may the outward shows be least themThe world is still deceiv'd with ornament. [selves In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But, being season'd with a gracious voice, nice, vobie Obscures the show of evil? In religion, low W What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve it with a text, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament? Ho There is no vice so simple, but assumes Some mark of virtue on his outward parts. How many cowards, whose hearts are all as false As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins T The beards of Hercules, and frowning Mars; Who, inward search'd, have livers white as milk? And these assume but valour's excrement, VIGM To render them redoubted. Look on beauty, And you shall see 'tis purchas'd by the weight; Which therein works a miracle in nature, Making them lightest that wear most of it; So are those crisped snaky golden locks, we ma Which make such wanton gambols with the wind, Upon supposed fairness, often known 200 ml 2A} To be the dowry of a second head, The scull that bred them, in the sepulchre.qqi Thus ornament is but the guiled shore To a most dangerous sea; the beauteous scarf Veiling an Indian beauty; in a word, The seeming truth which cunning times put on

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To entrap the wisest. Therefore, thou gaudy gold,
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 meagre lead,
Which rather threat'nest, than dost promise aught,
Thy plainness moves me more than eloquence,
And here choose I; joy be the consequence!

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 ecstasy,
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 Should sunder such sweet friends. Here in her hairs The painter plays the spider; and hath woven A golden mesh to entrap the hearts of men, Faster than gnats in cobwebs. But her eyesHow could he see to do them? having made one, Methinks, it should have power to steal both his, And leave itself unfurnish'd: yet look, how far The substance of my praise doth wrong this shadow In underprizing it, so far this shadow Doth limp behind the substance.-Here's the scroll, The continent and summary of my fortune.

You that choose not by the view,
Chance as fair, and choose as true!
Since this fortune falls to you,
Be content and seek no new.

| Is now converted: but now I was the lord
Of this fair mansion, master of my servants,
Queen o'er myself; and even now, but now,
This house, these servants, and this same myself,
Are yours, my lord; I give them with this ring;
Which, when you part from, lose, or give away,
Let it presage the ruin of your love,
And be my 'vantage to exclaim on you.

Like one of two contending in a prize,
That thinks he hath done well in people's eyes,
Hearing applause, and universal shout,
Giddy in spirit, still gazing, in a doubt
Whether those peals of praise be his or no;
So, thrice fair lady, stand I, even so,
As doubtful whether what I see be true,
Until confirm'd, sign'd, ratified by you.

Por. You see me, lord Bassanio, where I stand,
Such as I am though, for myself alone,
I would not be ambitious in my wish,
To wish myself much better; yet, for you,
I would be trebled twenty times myself';
A thousand times more fair, ten thousand times
More rich:

That, only to stand high on your account,
I might in virtues, beauties, livings, friends,
Exceed account: but the full sum of me
Is sum of something; which, to term in gross,
Is an unlesson'd girl, unschool'd, unpractis'd:
Happy in this, she is not yet so old
But she may learn: and happier than this,
She is not bred so dull but she can learn ;
Happiest of all, is, that her gentle spirit
Commits itself to yours to be directed,
As from her lord, her governor, her king.
Myself, and what is mine, to you and yours

Bass. Madam, you have bereft me of all words, Only my blood speaks to you in my veins; And there is such confusion in my powers; As, after some oration fairly spoke

If you be well pleased with this,

And hold your fortune for your bliss,

No more pertains to me, my lord, than you.
Your fortune stood upon the caskets there;
And so did mine too, as the matter falls:
For wooing here, until I sweat again;

Turn you where your lady is

And claim her with a loving kiss.

A gentle scroll; fair lady, by your leave; [kissing her. And swearing, till my very roof was dry

I come by note, to give, and to receive.

With oaths of love; at last,-if promise last,—

By a beloved prince, there doth appear
Among the buzzing pleased multitude;
Where every something, being blent together,
Turns to a wild of nothing, save of joy,
Express'd, and not express'd: but, when this ring
Parts from this finger, then parts life from hence;
O, then be bold to say, Bassanio's dead.

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. My lord Bassanio, and my gentle lady, I wish you all the joy that you can wish; For I am sure you can wish none from me: And, when your honours mean to solemnize The bargain of your faith, I do beseech you Even at that time I may be married too.

Bass. With all my heart, so thou canst get a wife. Gra. I thank your lordship; you have got me one My eyes, my lord, can look as swift as yours: You saw the mistress, I beheld the maid; You lov'd, I lov'd; for intermission

I got a promise of this fair one here,
To have her love, provided that your fortune
Achiev'd her mistress.

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