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Do it in hope of fair advantages :

Salan. The villain Jew with outcries rais'd the A golden mind stoops not to shows of dross ;

duke ; L'If then nor give, nor hazard, aught for lead.

Who went with him to search Bassanio's ship. What says the silver, with her virgin hue ?

Salar. He came too late, the ship was under sail : Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he deserves. But there the duke was given to understand, As much as he deserves ?—Pause there, Morocco, That in a gondola were seen together And weigh thy value with an even hand : Lorenzo and his amorous Jessica: If thou be'st rated by thy estimation,

Besides, Antonio certify'd the duke, Thou dost deserve enough; and yet enough They were not with Bassanio in his ship. May not extend so far as to the lady;

Salan. I never heard a passion so confusid, And yet to be aseard of my deserving,

So strange, outrageous, and so variable, Were but a weak disabling of myself.

As the dog Jew did utter in the streets : As much as I deserve !-Why, that's the lady: My daughier !- O my ducats !-O my daughter ! I do in birth deserve her, and in fortunes, Fled with a Christian ?-O my Christian ducats ! In graces, and in qualities of breeding; Justice! the law ! my ducats, and my daughter ! But more than these, in love I do deserve. A sealed bag, two sealed bags of ducats, What if I stray'd no further, but chose here;- Of double ducats, stol'n from me by my daughter ! Let's see once more this saying grav'd in gold : And jewels ; two stones, two rich and precious Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men desire. stones, Why, that's the lady; all the world desires her: Stoln by my daughter ! Justice! find the girl . Froin the four corners of the earth they come, She hath the stones upon her, and the ducats ! To kiss this shrine, this mortal breathing saint. Salar. Why, all the boys in Venice follow him, The Hyrcanian deserts, and the vasty wilds Crying,-his stones, his daughter, and his ducats. of wide Arabia, are as through-fares now,

Salan. Let good Antonio look he keep his day, For princes to come view fair Portia :

Or he shall pay for this. The watery kingdom, whose ambitious head Salar.

Marry, well remember'd : Spits in the face of heaven, is no bar

I reason'd' with a Frenchman yesterday; To stop the foreign spirits, but they come, Who told me, in the narrow seas, that part As o'er a brook, to see fair Portia.

The French and English, there miscarried One of these three contains her heavenly picture. A vessel of our country, richly fraught: Is't like, that lead contains her? 'Twere damnation, I thought upon Antonio, when he told me; To think so base a thought; it were too gross And wish'd in silence, that it were not his. To rib' her cerecloth in the obscure grave. Salan. You were best to tell Antonio what you Or shall I think, in silver she's immur'd,

hear; Being ten times undervalued to try'd gold ? Yet do not suddenly, for it may grieve him. O sinful thought! Never so rich a gem

Salar. A kinder gentleman treads not the earth. Was set in worse than gold. They have in England I saw Bassanio and Antonio part : A coin, that bears the figure of an angel

Bassanio told him, he would make some speed Stamped in gold: but that's insculp'da upon; or his return; he answer'd- Do not so, But here an angel in a golden bed

Slubbero nol business for my sake, Bassanio, Lies all within.-Deliver me the key;

But stay the very riping of the time; Here do I choose, and thrive I as I may !

And for the Jero's bond, which he hath of me, Por. There, take it, prince, and if my form lie Let it not enter in your mind of love ; there,

Be merry, and employ your chiefest thoughts Then I am yours. (He unlocks the golden casket. To courtship, and such fair ostents of love Mor.

O hell! what have we here ? As shall conveniently become you there : A carrion death, within whose empty eye

And even there, his eye being big with tears, There is a written scroll ? I'll read the writing. Turning his face, he put his hand behind him, All that glisters is not gold,

And with affection wondrous sensible
Often have you heard that told :

He wrung Bassanio's hand, and so they parted.
Many a nnan his life hath sold,

Salan. I think, he only loves the world for him.
But my outside to behold:

I pray thee let us go, and find him out,
Gilded tombs do worms in fold.

And quicken his embraced heaviness
Had you been as wise as bold,

With some delight or other.
Salar.

Do we so. (Ercunt,
Young in limbs, in judgment old,
Your answer had not been inscrolla

SCENE IX.-Belmonte A room in Portia's
Fare you well; your suit is cold.

house. Enter Nerissa, with a servant. Cold, indeed ; and labour lost:

Ner. Quick, quick, I pray thee, draw the cur. Then, farewell, heat; and, welcome, Crost.

tain straight;
Portia, adieu! I have too griev'd a heart The prince of Arragon has ta’en his oath,
To lake a tedious leave: thus losers part. (Exit. And comes to his election presently.
Por. A gentle riddance :-Draw the curtains,

Flourish of cornels. Enter the prince of Arragon, Let all of his complexion choose me so. (Ereunt.

Portia, and their trains, SCENE VIII.-Venice. A street. Enter Sala-. Por. Behold, there stand the caskets, noble prince: rino and Salanio.

If you choose that wherein I am contain'd,

Straight shall our nuptial rites be solemniz'd; Salar. Why man, I saw Bassanio under sail ; But if you fail, without more speech, my lord, With him is Gratiano gone along;

You must be gone from hence immediately. And in their ship, I am sure, Lorenzo is not Ar. I am enjoin'd by oath to observe three things Enclose.

(2) Engraven. (3) Conversed. (5) Shows, tokens. To slubber is to do a thing carelessly

(6) The heaviness he is fond of.

First, never to unfold to any one

O these deliberate fools ! when they do choose, Which casket 'twas I chose ; next, if I fail They have the wisdom by their wit to lose. of the right casket, never in my life

Ner. The ancient saying is no heresy ;-
To woo a maid in way of marriage; lastly, Hanging and wiving goes by destiny..
If I do fail in fortune of my choice,

Por. Come, draw the curtain, Nerissa.
Immediately to leave you and be gone.
Por. To ihese injunctions every one doth swear,

Enter a Servant.
That comes to hazard for my worthless self. Serv. Where is my lady?
Ar. And so have I address'd' me: Fortune now Por,

Here; what would my lord ? To my heart's hope ! --Gold, silver, and bore lead. Serv. Madam, there is alighted at your gate Who chooselh me, must give and hazard all hath: 4 young

Venetian, one that comes before You shall look fairer, ere I give, or hazard. To signify the approaching of his lord : What says the golden chest? ha ! let me see :- From whom he bringeth sensible regreets ;! Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men desire. To wit, besides commends, and courteous breath, What many men desire. That many may be meant Gifts of rich value; yet I have not seen By the fool multitude, that choose by show, So likely an embassador of love : Not learning more than the fond eye doth teach; A day in April never came so sweet, Which pries not to the interior, but, like the martlet, To show how costly summer was at hand, Builds in the weather on the outward wall, As this fore-spurrer comes before his lord. Even in the force and road of casualty.

Por. No more, I pray thee; I am half aseard, I will not choose what many men desire, Thou wilt say anon, he is some kin to thee, Because I will not jumps with common spirits, Thou spend'st such high-day wit in praising him.And rank me with the barbarous multitudes. Come, come, Nerissa; for 1 long to see Why, then to thee, thou silver treasure-house; Quick Cupid's post, that comes so mannerly. Tell me once more what title thou dost bear; Ner. Bassanio, lord love, if thy will it be ! Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he deserves ;

(Exeunt. 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.

ACT III. O, that estates, degrees, and offices, Were not deriv'd corruptly! and that clear honour SCENE 1.-Venice. A street. Enter Salanio,

and Salarino. Were purchas'd by the merit of the wearer! How many then should cover, that stand bare?

Salan. Now, what news on the Rialto ? How many be commanded, that command ?

Salar. Why, yet it lives there uncheck'd, that How much low peasantry would then be glean'd Antonio hath a ship of rich lading wreck'd on the From the true seed of honour? and how much honour narrow seas; the Goodwins, I think they call the Pick'd from the chaff and ruin of the times,

place; a very dangerous flat, and fatal, where the To be new varnish'd ? Well, but to my choice : carcases of inany a tall ship lie buried, as they say, Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he deserves; if my gossip report be an honest woman of her word. I will assume desert;-Give me a key for this,

Salan. I would she were as lying a gossip in that, And instantly unlock my fortunes here.

as ever knapp'd ginger, or made her ncighbours bePor. Too long a pause for that which you find lieve she wept for the death of a third husband : there.

But it is true,-without any slips of prolixity, or Ar. What's here ? the portrait of a blinking idiot, crossing the plain high-way of talk,-that the good Presenting me a schedule ? I will read it.

Antonio, the honest Antonio,-0 that I had a title How much unlike my hopes, and my deservings ? good enough to keep his name coinpany !

Salar. Come, the full stop. Who chooseth me, shall have as much as he deserves.

Salan. Ha-what say'si thou ?-Why the end Did I deserve no more than a fool's head ?

is, he hath lost a ship. Is that my prize? are my deserts no better? Salar. I would it might prove the end of his

Por. To offend, and judge, are distinct offices, losses ! And or opposed nalures.

Salan. Let me say amen betimes, lest the devil Ar.

What is here?

cross my prayer; for here he comes in the likeness The fire seven times tried this ;

of a Jew.
Seven times tried that judgment is,
That did never choose amiss :

Enter Shylock.
Some there be, that shadows kiss ;

How now, Shylock ? what news among the mer-
Such have but a shadow's bliss :

Ichant's ?
There be fools alive, I wis,

Shy. You knew, none so well, none so well as
Silver'd oer; and so was this.

you, of my daughter's flight. Take whal wife you will lo bed,

Salar. That's certain ; 1, for my part, knew the I will ever be your head :

tailor that made the wings she flew withal. So begone, sir, you are sped.

Salan. And Shylock, for his own part, knew the Still more fool I shall appear

bird was fledg'd; and then it is the complexion of By the time I linger here :

them all to leave the dam.
With one fool's head I came to woo,

Shy. She is damn'd for it.
But I go away with two.-

Salur. That's certain, if the devil may be her
Sweet, adieu! I'll keep my oath,

judge. Patientiy to bear my wroth.

Shy. My own flesh and blood to rebel! (Exeunt Arragon, and train. Salan. Out upon it, old carrion ! rebels it at these Por. Thus hath the candle sing'd the moth.

years

** (1 Prepared. (2) Power. (3) Agree with. (4) Know.

(3) Salutations.

Shy. I say, my daughter is my flesh and blood. Tub. Your daughter spent in Genoa, as I heard,

Salar. There is more difference between thy flesh one night, fourscore ducais. and hers, than between jet and ivory; more be Shy. Thou stick'st a dagger in me:-I shall tween your bloods, than ihere is between red wine never see my gold again: Fourscore ducats at a and rhinish:- But tell us, do you hear whether sitting! fourscore ducats! Antonio have had any loss at sea or no?

Tub. There came divers of Antonio's creditors Shy. There I have another bad match: a bank- in my company to Venice, that swear he cannot rapi, a prodical, who dares scarce show his head on choose bul break. the Rialto ;-a beggar, that used to come so smug Shy. I am very glad of it; I'll plague him ; I'll upon the mart;- let him look to his bond: he was torture him; I am glad of it. wont to call me usurer ;-let him look to his bond: Tub.Ane of them showed me a ring, that he had he was wont to lend money for a Christian courte- of your daughter for a monkey. sy ;- let him look to his bond.

Shy. Out upon her! Thou torturcst me, Tubal: Salar. Why, I am sure, if he forfeit, thou wilt it was my turquoise ;' I had it of Leah, when I was not take his flesh; What's that good for? a bachelor: I would not have given it for a wilder

Shy. To bait fish withal : if it will feed nothingness of monkies. else, it will feed my revenge. He hath disgraced Tub. But Antonio is certainly undone. me, and hindered me of half a million ; laughed at Shy. Nay, that's true, that's very true; Go, Tu my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, bal, fee me an officer, bespeak him a fortnight be. thwarted 'my bargains, cooled my friends, heated fore: I will have the heart of him, if he iorfeit; mine enemies; and what's his reason? I am a Jew: for were he out of Venice, I can make what merHath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, chandise I will; Go, go, Tubal, and meet me at dimensions, senses, affections, passions ? fed with our synagogue; go, good Tubal; at our synathe same food, huri with the same weapons, subject gogue, Tubal.

(Eseunt. to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and sum-SCENE II.-Belmont. A room in Portia's mer, as a Christian is? if you prick us, do we not house. Enter Bassanio, Portia, Gratiano, Nebleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? if you

rissa, and attendants. The caskets are set out. poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, Por. I pray you, tarry; pause a day or two, shall we not revenge? if we are like you in the Before you hazard; for, in choosing wrong, rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong I lose your company; therefore, forbear a while. a Christian, what is his humility ? revenge; if a There's something tells me (but it is not love,) Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance I would not lose you ; and you know yoursell, be by Christian example ? why, revenge. The Hate counsels not in such a quality : villany, you teach me, I will execute; and it shall But lest you should not understand me well go hard, but I will better the instruction.

(And yet u maiden hath no tongue but thought,) Enter a Servant.

I would detain you here some month or two, Sero. Gentlemen, my master Antonio is at his How to choose right, but then I am forsworn;

Before you venture for me. I could teach you, house, and desires to speak with you both. Salar. We have been up and down to seek him. But if you do, you'll make me wish a sin

So will I never be : So may you miss me;
Enter Tubal.

That I had been forsworn. Beshrew your eyes, Salan. Here comes another of the tribe ; a third They have o'er-look'd me, and divided me; cannot be matched, unless the devil himself turn One half of me is yours, the other hall yours, Jew. [Ereunl Salan. Salar, and Servant. Mine own, I would say'; but if mine, then yours,

Shy. How now, Tubal, what news from Genoa ? And so all yours: 0! these naughty times hast thou found my daughter ?

Put bars betwcen the owners and their rights; Tub. I often came where I did hear of her, but And so, though yours, not yours.-Prove it so, cannot find her.

Let fortune go to hell for it, -not I. Shy. Why there, there, there, there! a diamond I speak too long; but 'tis to peize the time; gone, cost me two thousand ducats in Frankfort! To eke it, and to draw it out in length, The curse never fell upon our nation till now; 1 To stay you from election. never felt it till now:-two thousand ducats in that; Bass.

Let me choose ; and other precious, precious jewels.—I would, my For, as I am, I live upon the rack. daughler were dead at my foot, and the jewels in Por. Upon the rack, Bassanio ? then confess her ear! 'would she were hears'd at my foot, and What treason there is mingled with your love. the ducats in her coffin! No news of them ?-Why, Bass. None, but that ugly treason of mistrust, 80:-and I know not what's spent in the search: Which makes me tear the enjoying of my love : Why, thou loss upon loss! the thief gone with so There may as well be amity and life much, and so much to find the thief; and no satis- 'Tween snow and fire, as treason and my love. faction, no revenge: nor no ill luck stirring, but Por. Ay, but I fear, you speak upon the rack, what lights o' my shoulders; no sighs, but o' my Where men enforced do speak any thing. breathing; no tears, but o' my shedding.

Bass. Promise me life, and I'll confess the truth. Tub. Yes, other men have ill luck too ; Antonio, Por. Well then, confess, and live. as I heard in Genoa,

Bass.

Confess, and love, Shy. What, what, what? ill luck, ill luck? Had been the very sum of my confession :

Fub. -hath an argosy cast away, coming from O happy torment, when my torturer Tripulis.

Doth teach ine answers for deliverance ! Shy. I thank God, I thank God :-Is it true? is But let me to my fortune and the caskets. it true?

Por. Away then: I am lock'd in one of them ; Tub. I spoke with some of the sailors that es. If you do love me, you will find me out. caped the wreck. Shy. I thank thee, good Tubal ;-Good news,

Nerissa, and the rest, stand all aloof.good news: haha!-Where? in Genoa ?

(1) A precious stone. (2) Delay.

Let music sound, while he doth make his choice; As doubtful thoughts, and rash-embrac'd despait, Then, if he lose, he makes a swan-like end, And shudd'ring fear and green-ey'd jealousy. Fading in music : that the comparison

O love, be moderate, allay thy ecstasy, May stand more proper, my eye shall be the stream, In measure rain thy joy, scant this excess : And wat'ry death-bed for him: He may win; I feel too much thy blessing, make it less, And what is music then ? then music is

For fear I surfeit I Even as the flourish when true subjects bow Bass.

What find I here ? To a new-crowned monarch: such it is,

{Opening the leaden cosket. As are those dulcet sounds in break of day, Fair Portia's counterfeit ? What demi-god That creep into the dreaming bridegroom's ear, Hath come so near creation ? Move these eyes ? And summon him to marriage. Now he goes, Or whether, riding on the balls of mine, With no less presence, but with much more love, Seem they in motion ? Here are sever'd lips, Than young Alcides, when he did redeem Parted with sugar breath; so sweet a bar The virgin tribute paid by howling Troy

Should sunder such sweet friends: Here in her To the sea-monster: I stand for sacrifice,

hairs The rest aloos are the Dardanian wives,

The painter plays the spider; and hath woven With bleared visages, come forth to view, A golden mesh to entrap the hearts of men, The issue of the exploit. Go, Hercules ! Faster than goats in cobwebs : But her eyes,Live thou, I live :-With much much more dismay How could he see to do them? having made one, I view the fight, than thou that mak'st the fray. Methinks, it should have power to steal both his,

And leave itself unfurnish'd: Yet look, how far Music, whilst Bassanio comments on the caskets to the substance of my praise doth wrong this shadow himself.

In underprizing it, so far this shadow
SONG.

Doth limp behind the substance.-Here's the scroll, 1. Tell me, where is fancy? bred,

The continent and summary of my fortune.
Or in the heart, or in the head ?

You that choose not by the view,
How begot, how nourished ?

Chance as fair, and choose as true !
Reply. 2. It is engender'd in the eyes,

Since this fortune falls to you,
With gazing fed; and fancy dies

Be conteni und seek no new.
In the cradle where it lies :

If you be well pleas'd with this,
Let us all ring fancy's knell ;

And hold your fortune for your bliss,
rul begin it, --Ding, dong, bell.

Turn you where your lady is,
All. Bing, dong, bell!

And claim her with a loving kiss, Bass. So may the outward shows be least them- A gentle scroll ;–Fair lady, by your leave ; selves;

(Kissing her. The world is still deceiv'd with ornament. I come by note, to give, and to receive. In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt,

Like one of two contending in a prize,
But, being season'd with a gracious, voice, That thinks he hath done well in pec; le's eyes,
Obscures the show of evil? In religion,

Hearing applause, and universal shout,
What damned error, but some sober brow Giddy in spirit, still gazing, in a doubt
Will bless it, and approve it with a text, Wheiher those peals of praise be his or no;
Hiding the grossness with fair ornament ? So, thrice-fair lady, stand I, even so ;
There is no vice so simple, but assumes

As doubtful whether what I see be true,
Some mark of virtue on his outward parts. Until confirm’d, sign’d, ratified by you.
How many cowards, whose hearts are all as false Por. You see me, lord Bassanio, where I stand,
As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins Such as I am: though, for myself alone,
The beards of Hercules, and frowning Mars ; I would not be ambitious in my wish,
Who, inward search'd, have livers white as milk? To wish myself much better; yet, for you,
And these assume but valour's excrement, I would be trebled twenty times mysell;
To render them redoubted. Look on beauty, A thousand times more lair, ten thousand times
And you shall see 'tis purchas'd by the weight

More rich; Which therein works a miracle in nature, That only to stand high on your account, Making them lightest that wear most of it: I might in virtues, beauties, livings, friends, So are those crispedø snaky golden locks, Exceed account : but the full sum of me Which make such wanton gambols with the wind, Is sum of something; which, to term in gross, Upon supposed fairness, often known

Is an unlesson'd girl, unschool'd, unpractis'd : To be the dowry of a second head,

Happy in this, she is not yet so old
The scull that bred them in the sepulchrc. But she may learn; and happier than this,
Thus ornament is but the guiled: shore

She is not bred so dull but she can learn;
To a most dangerous sea, the beauteous scarf Happiest of all, is, that her gentie spirit
Veiling an Indian beauty ; in a word,

Commits itself to yours to be directed,
The seeming truth which cunning times put on As from her lord, her governor, her king.
To entrap the wisest. Therefure, thou gaudy gold, Mysell, and what is mine, to you, and yours
Hard food for Midas, I will none of thee : Is now converted; but now I was the lord
Nor none of thee, thou pale and common drudge Or this fair mansion, master of my servants,
'Tween man and man: but thou, thou meagre lead, Queen o'er myself ; 'and even now, but now,
Which rather threatnest, than doth promise aught, This house, these servants, and this same mysell,
Thy plainness moves me more than eloquence! Are yours, my lord; I give them with this ring;
And here choose I : Joy be the consequence! Which when you part from, lose, or give away,
Por. How all the other passions feet to air, Let it presage the ruin of your love,

And be my vantage to exclaim on you.
(1) Dignity of mien. (2) Love.
Winning favour. (4) Curled.

(5) Treacherous. (6) Likeness, portru.

Bass. Madam, you have bereft me of all words, Your hand, Salerio; What's the news from Venice ? Only my blood speaks to you in my veins : How doth that royal merchant, good Antonio? And there is such confusion in my powers, I know, he will be glad of our success; As, after some oration fairly spoke

We are the Jasons, we have won the fleece. By'a beloved prince, there doth appear

Sale. 'Would you had won the fleece that he Among the buzzing pleased multitude;

hath lost! Where every something, being blent together, Por. There are some shrewd contents in yon' Turns to a wild of nothing, save of joy,

same paper, Express'd, and not express’d: But when this ring That steal the colour from Bassanio's cheek: Parts from this finger, then parts life from hence; Some dear friend dead; else nothing in the world 0, then be bold to say, Bassanio's dead.

Could turn so much the constitution 'Ner. My lord and lady, it is now our time, of any constant man. What, worse and worse? That have stood by, and seen our wishes prosper, With leave, Bassanio; I am half yourself, To cry, good joy; Good joy, my lord, and lady! And I must freely have the half or any thing

Gra. My lord Bassanio, and my gentle lady! That this samo paper brings you. I wish you all the joy that you can wish;

Bass.

O sweet Portia, For, I am sure, you can wish none from me: Here are a few of the unpleasant'st words, And, when your honours mean to solemnize That ever blotted paper ! Gentle lady, The bargain of your faith, I do beseech you When I did first impart my love to you, Even at that time I may be married too.

I freely told you, all the wealth I had Bass. With all my heart, so thou canst get a wife. Ran in my veins, I was a gentleman; Gra. I thank your lordship; you have got me one. And then I told you true: and yet, dear lady, My eyes, my lord, can look as swist as yours : Rating myself ai nothing, you shall see You saw the mistress, I beheld the maid; How much I was a braggart: When I told you You lov'd, I lov'd; for intermission?

My state was nothing, I should then have told you No more pertains to me, my lord, than you. That I was worse than nothing; for, indeed, Your fortune stood uporite caskets there ; I have engag'd myself

to a dear friend, And so did mine too, as the matter falls :

Engag!d my friend to his mere enemy,
For wooing here, until I sweat again;

To feed my' means. Here is a letter, lady;
And swearing, till my very roof was dry The paper as the body of my friend,
With oaths of love ; at last,-if promise lasi, And every word in it a gaping wound,
I got a promise of this fair one here,

Issuing lífe-blood.—But is it true, Salerio ?
To have her love, provided that your fortune Have all his ventures faila? What, not one hit 3
Achiev'd her mistress,

From Tripolis, from Mexico, and England,
Por.

Is this true, Nerissa ? From Lisbon, Barbary, and India ?
Ner. Madam, it is, so you stand pleas'd withal. And not one vessel 'scape the dreadful touch
Bass. And do you, Gratiano, mean good faith? Or merchant-marring rocks?
Gra. Yes, 'faith, my lord.

Sale.

Not one, my lord. Bass. Our feast shall be much honour'd in your Besides, it should appear, that if he had marriage.

The present money to discharge the Jew, Gra. We'll play with them, the first boy for a He would not take it: Never did I know thousand ducats.

A creature, that did bear the shape of man, Ner. What, and stake down ?

So keen and greedy to confound a man: Gra. No; we shall ne'er win at that sport, and He plies the duke at morning, and at night: stake down.

And doth impeach the freedom of the state, But who comes here? Lorenzo, and his infidel ? If they deny him justice: twenty merchants, What, my old Venetian friend, Salerio ? The duke himself, and the magnificoes? Enter Lorenzo, Jessica, and Salerio.

of greatest port, have all persuaded with him ;

But none can drive him from the envious plea Bass. Lorenzo, and Salerio, welcome hither; Or forseiture, of justice, and his bond. If that the youth of my new interest here

Jes. When I was with him, I have heard him Have power to bid you welcome :-By your loave, I bid my very friends and countrymen,

To Tubal, and to Chus, his countrymen, Sweet Portia, welcome.

That he would rather have Antonio's Nesh, Por.

So do I, my lord; Than twenty times the value of the sum They are entirely welcome.

That he did owe him: and I know, my lord, Lör. I thank your honour :--For my part, my Ir law, authority, and power deny not, lord,

It will go hard with poor Antonio. My purpose was not to have seen you here; Por. Is it your dear friend, that is thus in trouble ? But meeting with Salcrio by the way,

Bass. The dearest friend to me, the kindest man, He did entrcat me, past all saying nay,

The best condition'd and unwearied spirit To come with him along.

In doing courtesies; and one in whom Sale.

I did, my lord,

The ancient Roman honour more appears,
And I have reason for it. Signior Antonio Than any that drares breath in Italy.
Commends him to you. (Gives Bassanio a letter. Por. What sum owes he the Jew?
Bass.

Ere I ope his letter, Bass. For me, three thousand ducats.
I pray you, tell me how my good friend doth. Por.

What, no more ?
Sale. Not sick, my lord, unless it be in mind; Pay him six thousand, and deface the bond;
Nor well, unless in mind : his letter there Double six thousand, and then treble that,
Will show you his estate.

Before a friend of this description
Gra. Nerissa, cheer yon' stranger; bid her wel- Shall lose a hair through Bassanio's fault.

First, go with me to church, and call me wise: (1) Blended. (2) Pause, delay.

(3) The chief men.

swear,

come.

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