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der'd abroad :. But ships are but boards, sailors but And in the doing of the deed of kind, men: there be land-rats, and water-rats, water. He stuck them up before the fulsome ewes ; thieves, and land-thieves; I mean, pirates; and Who, then conceiving, did in eaning time then, there is the peril of waters, winds, and rocks: Fall party-colour'd lambs, and those were Jacob's. The man is, notwithstanding, sufficient;—three This was a way to thrive, and he was blest; thousand ducats ;-I think I may take his bond. And thrift is blessing, if men steal it not. Bass. Be assured you may.

Ant. This was a venture, sir, that Jacob serv'd Shy. I will be assured I may; and, that I may be assured, I will bethink me: May I speak with A thing not in his power to bring to pass, Antonio ?

But sway'd and fashion'd, by the hand of heaven. Bass. If it please you to dine with us. Was this inserted to make interest good ?

Shy. Yes, to smell pork; to eat of the habita- Or is your gold and silver, ewes and rams ? tion which your prophet, the Nazarite, conjured. Shy. I cannot tell: I make it breed as fast:the devil into: I will buy with you, sell with you, But note me, signior. talk with you, walk with you, and so following; Ant.

Mark you this, Bassanio, but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor The devil can cite scripture for his purpose. pray with you. What news on the Rialto ?-Who An evil soul, producing holy witness, is he comes here?

Is like a villain with a smiling cheek ;
Enter Antonio.

A goodly apple rotten at the heart;

0, what a goodly outside falsehood hath! Bass. This is signior Antonio.

Shy. Three thousand ducats,'tis a good round Shy. (.Aside.) How like a fawning publican he looks!

Three months from twelve, then let me see the rate. I hate him, for he is a Christian :

Ant. Well, Shylock, shall we be beholden to you? But more, for that, in low simplicity,

Shy. Signior Antonio, many a time and oft, He lends out money gratis, and brings down In the Rialto you have rated me The rate of usance here with us in Venice. About my monies, and my usances :* if I can catch him once upon the hip,

Still have I borne it with a patient shrug; I will seed fat the ancient grudge I bear him. For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe: He hates our sacred nation ; and he rails, You call me-misbeliever, cut-throat dog, Even there where merchants most do congregate, And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, On me, my bargains, and my well-won thrilt, And all for use of that which is mine own. Which' he calls interest: Cursed be my tribe, Well then, it now appears, you need my help : If I forgive him!

Go to then ; you come to me, and you say, Bass.

Shylock, do you hear ? Shylock, we would have monies ; You say so Shy. J am debating of my present store ;

You, that did void your rheum upon my beard, And, by the near guess of my memory,

And foot me, as you spurn a stranger cur I cannot instantly raise up the gross

Over your threshold ; monies is your suit.
Or full three thousand ducats: What of that? What should I say to you? Should I not say,
Tubal, a wealthy Hebrew of my tribe,

Hath a dog money ? is it possible,
Will furnish me: But soft; How many months A cur can lend three thousand ducats ? or,
Do you desire ?--Rest you fair, good signior; Shall I bend low, and in a bondsman's key,

(To Antonio. With 'bated breath, and whispering humbleness, Your worship was the last man in our mouths. Say this,

Ant. Shylock, albeit I neither lend nor borrow, Fair sir, you spit on me on Wednesday last;
By taking, nor by giving of excess,

You spurn'd me such a day; another time
Yet, to supply the ripe wants' of my friend, You call'd me-dog; and for these courtesies
I'll break a custom :-- Is he yet possessed, é I'll lend you thus much monies.
How much you would ?

Ant. I am as like to call thee so again,

Ay, ay, three thousand ducats. To spit on thee again, to spurn thee too. Ant. And for three months.

If thou wilt lend this money, lend it not Shy. I had forgot,--three months, you told me so. As to thy friends (for when did friendship take Well then, your bond; and, let me see,But A breed for barren metal of his friend?

But lend it rather to thine enemy;
Methought, you said, you neither lend, nor borrow, Who if he break, thou may'st with better face
Upon advantage.

Exact the penalty,
I do never use it


Why, look you, how you storm! Shy. When Jacob graz'd his uncle Laban's sheep, I would be friends with you, and have your love, This Jacob from our holy Abraham was

Forget the shames that you have stain'à me with, (As his wise mother wrought in his behall,) Supply your present wants, and take no doit The third possessor; ay, he was the third. or usance for my monies, and you'll not hear me : Ant. And what of him? did he take interest ? This is kind I offer.

Shy. No, not take interest; not, as you would say, Ant. This were kindness. Directly interest: mark what Jacob did.


This kindness will I show :-
When Laban and himself were compromis'd, Go with me to a notary, seal me there
That all the eanlings which were streak'd, and Your single bond; and, in a merry sport,

If you repay me not on such a day,
Should fall as Jacob's hire; the ewes, being rank, In such a place, such sum, or sums, as are
In the end of autumn turned to the rams : Express'd in the condition, let the forseit
And when the work of generation was

Be nominated for an equal pound
Between these woolly breeders in the act, or your fair flesh, to be cut off and taken
The skillul shepherd peel'd me certain wands, In what part of your body pleaseth me.
(1) Wants which admit no longer delay. (2) Informed. (3) Nature. (4), Interest

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Ant. Content, in faith: I'll seal to such a bond, That won three fields of Sultan Solyman,-
And say, there is much kindness in the Jew. I would out-stare the sternest eyes that look,

Bass. 'You shall not seal to such a bond for me, Out-brave the heart most daring on the earth,
I'll rather dwell' in my necessity.

Pluck the young sucking cubs from the she-bear,
Ant. Why, fear not, man; I will not forfeit it; Yes, mock the lion when he roars for prey,
Within these two months, that's a month before To win thee, lady: But, alas the while !
This bond expires, I do expect return

IC Hercules, and Lichas, play at dice
or thrice three times the value of this bond. Which is the better man, the greater throw
Shy. O father Abraham, what these Christians May turn by fortune from the weaker band :

So is Alcides beaten by his page;
Whose own hard dealings teaches them suspect And so may 1, blind fortune leading me,
The thoughts of others! Pray you, tell me this; Miss that which one unworthier may attain,
If he should break his day, what should I gain And die with grieving.
By the exaction of the forfeiture?


You must take your chance;
A pound of man's flesh, taken from a man, And either not attempt to choose at all,
Is not so estimable, profitable neither,

Or swear, before you choose,—if you choose wrong,
As flesh of muttons, beefs, or goats. I say, Never to speak to lady afterward
To buy his favour, 1 extend this friendship: In way of marriage; therefore, be advis'd.
If he will take it, so; if not, adieu ;

Mor. Nor will not; come, bring me unto my
And, for my love, I pray you, wrong me not.

chance. Ant. Yes, Shylock, I will seal unto this bond. Por. First, forward to the temple ; after dinner

Shy. Then meet me forthwith at the notary's ; Your hazard shall be made. Give him direction for this merry bond,


Good fortune then! And I will go and purse the ducats straight;

(Cornets. See to my house, left in the fearful guard To make me bless’d'st, or cursed'st among men. Of an unthrifty knave; and presently

(Eseunt. I will be with you.

(Exit. Ant. Hie thee, gentle Jew.

SCENE II.-Venice. A street. Enter LaunceThis Hebrew will turn Christian; he grows kind.

lot Gobbo. Bass. I like not fair terms, and a villain's mind. Laun. Certainly my conscience will serve me to Ani. Come on: in this there can be no dis- run from this Jew, my master: The fiend is at mine may,

elbow; and tempts me, saying to me, Gobbo, LaunMy ships come home a month before the day. celot Gobbo, good Launcelot, or good Gobbo, or

[Exeunt. good Launcelot Gobbo, use your legs, take the

start, run aray: My conscience says,-no; take

heed, honest Launcelot; take heed, honest Gobbo; ACT II.

or, as aforesaid, honest Launcelot Gobbo, do not

run; scorn running with thy heels : Well, the most SCENE I.-Belmont. A room in Portia's house. courageous fiend bids me pack; via !' says the

Flourish of cornets. Enter the Prince of Mo- fiend; away! says the fiend, for the heavens, rouse rocco, and his train ; Portia, Nerissa, and other up a brave mind, says the fiend, and run.' Well,

my conscience, hanging about the neck of my heart, of her attendants.

says very wisely to me--my honest friend LaunceMor. Mislike me not for my complexion, loi, being an honest man's son,-or rather an hoThe shadow'd livery of the burnish'd sun,

nest woman's son ;-for, indeed, my father did To whom I am a neighbour, and near bred. something smack, something grow to, he had a Bring me the fairest creature northward born, kind of taste;-well, my conscience says, LaunceWhere Phæbus' fire scarce thaws the icicles, lot, budge not; budge, says the fiend; budge not, And let us make incision? for your love,

says my conscience: Conscience, say I, you counTo prove whose blood is reddest, his or mine. sel well; fiend, say I, you counsel well: to be I tell thee, lady, this aspect of mine

ruled by my conscience, I should stay with the Jew Hath fear'd' the valiant; by my love, I swear,

my master, who (G bless the mark!) is a kind The best-regarded virgins of our clime

of devil; and, to run away from the Jew, I should Have lov'd it too: I would not change this hue,

be ruled by the fiend, who, saving your reverence, Except to steal your thoughts, my gentle queen. is the devil himself: Certainly, the Jew is the very

Por. In terms of choice I am not solely led devil incarnation; and, in my conscience, my conBy nicc direction of a maiden's eyes :

science is but a kind of hard conscience, to offer to Besides, the lottery of my destiny

counsel me to stay with the Jew: The fiend gives Bars me the right of voluntary choosing. the more friendly counsel : I will run, fiend; my But, if my father had not scanted me,

heels are at your commandment, I will run. And hedg'd me by his wit, to yield myself His wise, who wins me by that means I told you,

Enter old Gobbo, with a basket. Yourself

, renowned prince, then stood as fair, Gob. Master, young man, you, I pray you; As any comer I have look'd on yet,

which is the way to master Jew's ? For my affection.

Laun. (.Aside.) O heavens, this is my true beMor.

Even for that I thank you ; gotten father! who, being more than sand-blind, Therefore, I pray you, lead me to the caskets, high-gravel blind, knows me not :-I will try conTo try my fortune. By this scimitar,

clusions: with him. That slew the Sophy, and a Persian prince, Gob. Master young gentleman, I pray you,

which is the way to master Jew's ? (1) Abide.

Laun. Turn up on your right hand, at the next (2) Allusion to the eastern custom for lovers to testify their passion by cutting themselves in their (3) Terrified. (4) Not precipitate. mistresses' sight.

(5) Experiments.

suit :

turning, but, at the next turning of all, on your Enter Bassanio, with Leonardo, and other fol left; marry, at the very next turning, turn of no

lowers. hand, but turn down indirectly to the Jew's house.

Bass. You may do so ;-but let it be so hasted, Gob. By God's sonties, 'twill be a hard way to that supper be ready at the farthest by five of the hit. Can you tell me whether one Launcelot, that clock : See these leiters deliver'd; put the liveries dwells with him, dwell with him, or no ?

to making; and desire Gratiano to come anon to Laun. Talk you of young master Launcelot ?

my lodging.

(Eait a servant. Mark me now; (aside.] now will I raise the wa

Laun. To him, father. ters-Talk you of young master Launcelot ?

Gob. God bless your worship! Gob. No master, sir, but a poor man's son; his

Bass. Gramercy; Would'st ihou aught with me? father, though I say it, is an honest exceeding poor Gob. Here's my son, sir, a poor boy,man, and, God be thanked, well to live. Laun. Well, let his father be what he will, we man; that would, sir, as my father shall specify,

Laun. Not a poor boy, sir, but the rich Jew's talk of young master Launcelot.

Gob. He hath a great infection, sir, as one Gob. Your worship’s friend, and Launcelot, sir. would say, to serve

Laun. But I pray you ergo, old man, ergo, I beseech you ; Talk you of young master Launcelot ? the Jew, and I have a desire, as my father shall

Laun. Indeed, the short and the long is, I serve Gob. Or Launcelot, an't please your mastership. specify,

Laun. Ergo, master Launcelot; talk not of Gob. His master and he (saving your worship’s master Launcelot, father; for the young gentleman reverence,) are scarce cater-cousins : (according to fates and destinies, and such odd

Laun. 'To be brief, the very truth that the savings; the sisters three, and such branches of Jew having done me wrong, doth cause me, as my learning,) is, indeed, deceased; or, as you would father, being I hope an old man, shall frutify unto say, in plain terms, gone to heaven.

you, Gob. 'Marry, God forbid! the boy was the very

Gob. I have a dish of doves, that I would bestaff of my age, my very prop. Laun. Do'l look like a cudgel, or a hovel-post,

stow upon your worship; and my suit is,

Laun. In very brief the suit is impertinent to a staff, or a prop ?-Do you know me, father ? Gob. Alack the day, I know you not, young old man; and, though I say it, though old man,

myself, as your worship shall know by this honest gentleman: but, I pray you, tell me, is my boy yet, poor man, my father. (God rest his soul!) alive, or dead?

Bass. One speak for both;-What would you ? Laun. Do you not know me, father?

Laun. Serve you, sir. Gob. Alack, sir, I am sand-blind, I know you not.

Gob. This is ihe very desect of the matter, sir. Lanın. Nay, indeed, if you had your eyes, you Bass. I know thee well, thou hast obtained thy might fail of the knowing me: it is a wise father that knows his own child. Well, old man, I will Shylock, thy master, spoke with me this day, tell you news of your son: Give me your blessing: And hath preferr'd thee, if it be preferment, truth will come to light; murder cannot be hid long, To leave a rich Jew's service, to become a man's son may; but, in the end, truth will out. The follower of so poor a gentleman.

Gob. Pray you, sir, stand up; I am sure, you Laun. The old proverb is very well parted beare not Launcelot, my boy.

tween my master Shylock and you, sir ; you have Laun. Pray you, let's have no more fooling the grace of God, sir, and he hath enough. about it, but give me your blessing; I am Laun

Bass. Thou speak'st it well: Go, father, with celot, your boy that was, your son that is, your

thy son:child that shall be.

Take leave of thy old master, and inquire
Gob. I cannot think you are my son.
Laun. I know not what I shall think of that: My lodging out:-Give him a livery

(To his followers. but I am Launcelot, the Jew's man; and, I am More guarded? than his fellows': See it done. sure, Margery, your wife, is my mother.

Laun. Father, in:- I cannot get a service, no ;Gob. Her name is Margery, indeed: I'll be sworn; I have ne'er a tongue in my head.-Well; (look. if thou be Launcelot, thou art mine own flesh and ing on his palm.) if any man in Italy have a fairer blood. Lord worshipp'd might he be! what a beard table, which doth offer to swear upon a book. hast thou got! thou hast got more hair on thy chin, I shall have good fortune ; Go to, here's a simple than Dobbin my thill-horse' has on his tail. line of life ! here's a small trifle of wives : Alas,

Laun. It should seem then, that Dobbin's tail fifteen wives is nothing; eleven widows, and nine grows backward; I am sure he had more hair on maids, is a simple coming-in for one man: and his tail, than I have on my face, when I last saw him. then, to 'scape drowning thrice; and to be in peril

Gob. l.ord, how art thou chang’d! How dost of my life with the edge of a feather-bed ;-here thou and thy master agree? I have brought him a are simple 'scapes! Well, if fortune be a woman, present; How 'gree you now?

she's a good wench for this gear.-Father, come; Laun. Well, well; but, for my own part, as I I'll take my leave of the Jew in the twinkling of have set up my rest to run away, so I will not rest

(Ereunt Laun. and old Gob. till I have run some ground: my master's a very Jew: Give him a present! give him a halter: I These things being bought, and orderly bestow'd

Bass. I pray thee, good Leonardo, think on this; am famish'd in his service; you may tell every Return in haste, for I do feast to-night finger I have with my ribs. Father, I am glad you My best-esteem'd acquaintance ; hie thee, go. are come; give me your present to one master

Leon. My best endeavours shall be done herein. Bassanio, who, indeed, gives rare new liveries : ir I serve not him, I will run as far as God has any

Enter Gratiano. ground. - rare fortune! here comes the man;

Gra. Where is your master ? to him, father; for I am a Jew, if I serve the Jew Leon.

Yonder, sir, he walks. any longer.

Erit Leonardo. (1) Shan-horse. (2) Ornamented.

(3) The palm of the hand extended.

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Gra. Signior Bassanio,

Salan. 'Tis vile, unless it may be quaintly or Bass, Gratiano!

derd; Gra. I have a suit to you.

And better, in my mind, not undertook. Bass.

You have obtain'd it. Lor. 'Tis now but four o'clock; we have two Gra. You must not deny me; I must go with

hours you to Belmont.

To furnish us:--
Bass. Why, then you must ;-But hear thee,

Enler Launcelot, with a letter.
Thou art too wild, too rude, and bold of voice ;- Friend Launcelot, what's the news ?
Parts, that become thee happily enough,

Laun. An it shall please you to break up this, And in such eyes as ours appear not faults;

it shall seem to signify. But where thou art not known, why, there they show . Lor. I know the hand: in faith, 'tis a fair hand; Something too liberal;'-pray thee, lake pain

And whiter than the paper it writ on, To allay with some cold drops of modesty

Is the fair hand that writ. Thy skipping spirit; lest, through thy wild beha


Love-news, in faith. viour,

Laun. By your leave, sir. I be misconstrued in the place I go to,

Lor. Whither goest thou ? And lose my hopes.

Laun. Marry, sir, to bid my old master the Jew Gra.

Signior Bassanio, hear me: to sup to-night with my new master the Christian. If I do not put on a sober habit,

Lor. Hold here, take this :-tell gentle Jessica, 'Talk with respect, and swear but now and then, I will not fail her ;-speak it privately; go.Wear prayer-books in my pocket, look demurely ; Gentlemen,

(Exil Launcelot. Nay more, while grace is saying, hood mine eyes Will you prepare you for this masque to-night? Thus with'm; hat, and sigh, and say, amen;

I am provided of a torch-bearer. Use all the observance of civility,

Salar. Ay, marry, I'll be gone about it straight. Like one well studied in a sad ostenta

Salan. And so will I. To please his grandam, never trust me more.


Meet me, and Gratiano, Bass. Well, we shall see your bearing." At Gratiano's lodging some hour hence. Gra. Nay, but I bar to-night; you shall not

Salar. 'Tis good we do so. gige me

(Exeunt Salar. and Salan: By what we do to-night.

Gra. Was not that letter from fair Jessica ? Bass. No, that were pity;

Lor. I must needs tell thee all : She hath directed, I would entreat you rather to put on

How I shall take her from her father's house ; Your boldest suit of mirth, for we have friends What gold, and jewels, she is furnish'd with; That purpose merriment: But fare you well, What page's suit she hath in readiness. I have some business,

If e'er ihe Jew, her father, come to heaven, Gra. And I must to Lorenzo, and he rest; It will be for his gentle daughter's sake: But we will visit you at supper-time. (Exeunt. And never dare misfortune cross her foot,

Unless she do it under this excuse, SCENE III.-The same. A room in Shylock's That she is issue to a faithless Jew. house. Enter Jessica and Launcelot.

Come, go with me; peruse this as thou goest : Jes. I am sorry thou wilt leave my father so; Fair Jessica shall be my torch-bearer. (Ereunt. Our house is hell, and thou, a merry devil, Didst rob it of some taste of tediousness;

SCENE V.-The same. Before Shylock's house. But sare thee well; there is a ducat for thee.

Enter Shylock and Launcelot. And, Launcelot, soon at supper shalt thou see Shy. Well, thou shalt see, thy eyes shall be thy Lorenzo, who is thy new master's guest:

judse, Give him this letter; do it secretly,

The difference of old Shylock and Bassanio:And so farewell; I would not have my father What, Jessica !-thou shalt not gormandize, See me talk with thee.

As thou hast done with me ;-What, Jessica ! Laun. Adieu !-tears exhibit my tongue.-Most And sleep and snore, and rend apparel out ;beautiful Pagan,-most sweet Jew! If a Christian Why, Jessica, 1 say! do not play the knave, and get thee, I am much Laun.

Why, Jessica ! deceived: But, adieu ! these foolish drops do some Shy. Who bids thee call ? I do not bid thee call. what drown my manly spirit, adieu ! {Exit. Laun. Your worship was wont to tell me, I Jes. Farewel, good Launcelot.

could do nothing without bidding. Alack, what heinous sin is it in me, To be asham'd to be my father's child !

Enter Jessica. But though I am a daughter to his blood,

Jes. Call you? What is your will ? I am not to his manners: O Lorenzo,

Shy. I am bid forth to supper, Jessica ; If thou keep promise, I shall end this strise , There are my keys :-But wherefore should I go; Become a Christian, and thy loving wise. (Exit. I am not bid for love; they Matter me: SCENE IV, The same. A street. Enter Gra- The prodigal Christian.-Jessica, my girl,

But yet I'll go in haté, to feed upon liano, Lorenzo, Salarino, and Salanio.

Look to my house:-I am right loath to go, Lor. Nay, we will slink away in suppor-time; There is some ill a brewing towards iny rest, Disguise us at my lodging, and return

For I did dream of money-bags to-night. All in an hour.

Laun. I beseech you, sir, go; my young master Gra. We have not made good preparation. doth expect your reproach. Salar. We have not spoke us yet of torch Shy. So do I his. bearers.

Laun. And they have conspired together, I will

not say, you shall see a masque ; but if you do, (1) Gross, licentious, Show of stuid and serious demeanour.

(3) Carriage, deportment,

(4) Invited.

then it was not for nothing that my nose fell a bleed- Albeit I'll swear that I do know your tongue. ing on Black-Monday last, at six o'clock i’the Lor. Lorenzo, and thy love. morning, falling out that year on Ash-Wednesday Jes. Lorenzo, certain ; and my love, indeed ; was four year in the afternoon.

For who love I so much? And now who knows, Shy. What! are there masques ? Hear you me, But you, Lorenzo, whether I am yours ?. Jessica :

Lor. Heaven, and thy thoughts, are witness that Lock up my doors; and when you hear the drum, thou art. And the vile squeaking of the wry-neck'd fife, Jes. Here, catch this casket ; it is worth the pains. Clamber not you up to the casements then, I am glad 'tis night, you do not look on me, Nor thrust your head into the public street, For I am much asham'd of my exchange: To gaze on Christian fools with varnish'd faces : But love is blind, and lovers cannot see But stop my house's ears, I mean my casements; The pretty follies that themselves commit; Let not the sound of shallow foppery enter For if they could, Cupid himself would blush My sober house.-By Jacob's staff, I swear, To see me thus transformed to a boy. I have no mind of feasting forth to-night:

Lor. Descend, for you must be my torch-bearer. But I will go.-Go you before me, sirrah;

Jes. What, must I hold a candle to my shames ? Say, I will come.

They in themselves, good sooth, are too, too light. Laun.

I will go before, sir. Why, 'tis an office of discovery, love; Mistress, look out at window, for all this;

And I should be obscur'd. There will come a Christian by,


So are you, sweet, Will be worth a Jewess' eye. (Eril Laun. Even in the lovely garnish of a boy. Shy. What says that fool of Hagar's offspring, ha? But come at once; Jes. His words were, Farewell, mistress; nothing For the close night doth play the run-away, else.

And we are staid for at Bassanio's feast. Shy. The patch is kind enough; but a huge feeder, Jes. I will make fast the doors, and gild myself Snail-slow in profit, and he sleeps by day With some more ducats, and be with you straight. More than the wild cat; drones hive not with me;

(Eril, from above. Therefore I part with him; and part with him Gra. Now, by my hood, a Gentile, and no Jew. To one that I would have him help to waste Lor. Beshrew me, but I love her heartily: His borrow'd purse.-Well, Jessica, go in; For she is wise, if I can judge of her; Perhaps, I will return immediately;

And fair she is, if that mine eyes be true; Do, as I bid you,

And true she is, as she hath prov'd herself; Shút doors after you: Fast bind, fast find; And therefore, like herself, wise, fair, and true, A proverb never stale in thrifty mind." [Erit. Shall she be placed in my constant soul.

Jes. Farewell : and if my fortune be not crost,
I have a father, you a daughter, lost. [Exit.

Enter Jessica, below.

What, art thou come ?-On, gentlemen, away; SCENE VI.-The same. Enter Gratiano and Our masquing mates by this time for us stay: Salarino, masked.

(Erit with Jessica and Salarino, Gra. This is the pent-house, under which Lorenzo

Enter Antonio.
Desir'd us to make stand.
His hour is almost past.

Ant. Who's there?
Gra. And it is marvel he out-dwells his hour, Gra. Signior Antonio ?
Por lovers ever run before the clock.

Ant. Fie, fie, Gratiano? where are all the rest?
Salar. O, ten times faster Venus' pigeons fly 'Tis nine o'clock; our friends all stay for you :-
To seal love's bonds new made, than they are wont, No masque to-night; the wind is come about,
To keep obliged faith unforfeited !

Bassanio presently will go aboard : Gra. That ever holds: Who riseth from a feast, I have sent twenty out to seek for you. With that keen appetite that he sits down?

Gra. I am glad on't ; I desire no more delight, Where is the horse that doth untread again

Than to be under sail, and gone to-night. Ere. His tedious measures with the unbated fire That he did pace them first ? All things that are,

SCENE VII.-Belmont. A room in Portia's Are with more spirit chased than enjoy'd.

house. Flourish of cornets. Enter Portia, with How like a younker, or a prodigal,

the prince of Morocco, and both their trains. The scarfed' bark puts from her native bay, Por. Go, draw aside the curtains, and discover Hugg'd and embraced by the strumpet wind !

The several caskets to this noble prince : How like the prodigal doth she return,

Now make your choice. With over-weatherd ribs, and ragged sails,

Mor. The first, of gold, who this inscription Lean, rent, and beggar'd by the strumpet wind !

Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men desire. Enter Lorenzo.

The second ; silver, which this promise carries ; Salar. Here comes Lorenzo; more of this here- Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he deserves. after.

The third, dull lead, with warning all as blunt ;Lor. Swect friends, your patience for my long Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all he hath. abode;

How shall I know if I do choose the right? Not I, but my affairs, have made you wait; Por. The one of them contains my picture, prince; When you shall please to play the thieves for wives, If you choose that, then I am yours withal. I'll watch as long for you then.--Approach;

Mor. Some god direct my judgment! Let me Here dwells my father Jew:-Ho! who's within ? see, Enter Jessica above, in boy's clothes.

I will survey the inscriptions back again :

What says this leaden casket ? Jes. Who are you ? Tell me, for more certainty, Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all he hath.

Must give-For what? for lead? hazard for lead ? (1) Decorated with flage.

This casket threatens: Men, that hazard all,

bears ;

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