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Shy. I will be assured, I may; and, that I, That all the eanlings which were streak'd, and may be assured, I will bethink me: May I speak pied, with Antonio?

Should fall as Jacob's hire; the ewes, being rank, Bass. If it please you to dine with us. In the end of autumn turned to the rams:

Shy. Yes, to smell pork; to eat of the habi. And when the work of generation was tation which your prophet, the Nazarite, con- Between these woolly breeders in the act, jured the devil into: I will buy with you, sell The skilful shepherd peeld me certain wands, with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so And, in the doing of the deed of kind, following ; but I will not eat with you, drink He stuck them up before the fulsome ewes ; with you, nor pray with you. What news on Who, then conceiving, did in eaning time the Rialto ?--Who is he comes here?

Fall party-colour'd lainbs, and those were Jacob's.

This was a way to thrive, and he was blest; Enter Antonio

And thrift is blessing, if men steal it not. Bass. This is signior Antonio.

Ant. This was a venture, sir, that Jacob serv'd Shy. [Aside.] How like a fawning publican he looks!

A thing not in his power to bring to pass, I hate him, for he is a christian :

But sway'd, and fashion’d, by the hand of heaven. But more, for that, in low simplicity,

Was this inserted to make interest good ? He lends out money gratis, and brings down Or is your gold and silver, ewes and rams? The rate of usanoe here with us in Venice. Shy. I cannot tell ; I make it breed as fast: If I can catch him once upon the hip,

But note me, signior. I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him. Ant. Mark you this, Bassanio, He hates our sacred nation; and he rails, The devil can cite scripture for his purpose. Even there where merchants most do congregate, An evil soul, producing holy witness, On me, my bargains, and my well-won thrift, Is like a villain with a smiling cheek; Which he calls interest : Cursed be my tribe, A goodly apple rotten at the heart; If I forgive him!

0, what a goodly outside falsehood hath! Bas. Shylock, do you hear ?

Shy. Three thousand ducats,—'tis a good Shy. I am debating of my present store ;

round sum. And, by the near guess of my memory, Three months from twelve, then let me see the I cannot instantly raise up the

gross

rate. Of full three thousand ducats : What of that? Ant. Well, Shylock, shall we be beholden to Tubal, a wealthy Hebrew of my tribe, Will furnish me : But soft ;

months Shy. Signior Antonio, many a time and oft Do you desire ?--Rest you fair, good signior; In the Rialto you have rated me

[To Antonio. About my monies, and my usances : Your worship was the last man in our mouths. Still have I borne it with a patient shrug;

Ant. Shylock, albeit I neither lend nor borrow, For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe : By taking, nor by giving of excess,

You call me—misbeliever, cut-throat dog, Yet, to supply the ripe wants of my friend, And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, I'll break a custom :- Is he yet possess’d, And all for use of that which is mine own. How much you would ?

Well then, it now appears, you need my help: Shy. Ay, ay, three thousand ducats.

Go to then ; you come to me, and you say, Ant. And for three months.

Shylock, we would have monies ; You say so; Shy. I had forgot,-three months, you told You, that did void your rheum upon my beard,

And foot me, as you spurn a stranger cur Well then, your bond; and, let me see, But Over your threshold ; monies is your suit.

What should I say to you? Should I not say, Methought, you said, you neither lend, nor bor- Hath a dog money ? is it possible, row,

A cur can lend three thousand ducats ? or Upon advantage.

Shall I bend low, and in a bondman's key, Ant. I do never use it.

With 'bated breath, and whispering humbleness, Shy. When Jacob graz’d his uncle Laban's Say this, sheep,

Fair sir, you spit on me on Wednesday last ; This Jacob from our holy Abraham was You spurn'd me such a day; another time (As his wise mother wrought in his behalf,) You cald me-dog ; and for these courtesies The third possessor; ay, he was the third. I'll lend you thus much monies.

Ant. And what of him? did he take interest ? Ant. I am as like to call thee so again, Shy. No, not take interest; not, as you would To spit on thee again, to spurn thee too. say,

If thou wilt lend this money, lend it not Directly interest; mark what Jacob did. As to thy friends ; (for when did friendship take When Laban and himself were compromis'd, A breed for barren metal of his friend ?)

you ?

How many

me so.

hear you ;

tians are ;

But lend it rather to thine enemy;

Of thrice three times the value of this bond. Who, if he break, thou may'st with better face Shy. O, father Abraham, what these ChrisExact the penalty

Shy. Why, look you, how you storm! Whose own hard dealings teaches them suspect I would be friends with you, and have your love, The thoughts of others ! Pray you, tell me this; Forget the shames that you have stain'd me with, If he should break his day, what should I gain Supply your present wants, and take no doit

By the exaction of the forfeiture? Of usance for my monies, and you'll not hear me: A pound of man's flesh, taken from a man, This is kind I offer.

Is not so estimable, profitable neither, Ant. This were kindness.

As flesh of muttons, beefs, or goats. I say, Shy. This kindness will I show :

To buy his favour, I extend this friendship: Go with me to a notary, seal me there

If he will take it, so; if not, adieu ; Your single bond ; and, in a merry sport, And, for my love, I pray you, wrong me not. If you repay me not on such a day,

Ant. Yes, Shylock, I will seal unto this bond, In such a place, such sum, or sums, as are Shy. Then meet me forth with at the notary's; Express'd in the condition, let the forfeit Give him direction for this merry bond, Be nominated for an equal pound

And I will go and purse the ducats straight; Of your fair flesh, to be cut off and taken See to my house, left in the fearful guard In what part of your body pleaseth me. Of an unthrifty knave; and presently Ant. Content, in faith ; I'Îl seal to such a bond, I will be with you.

[Exit. And say, there is much kindness in the Jew. Ant. Hie thee, gentle Jew.

Bass. You shall not seal to such a bond for me, This Hebrew will turn Christian; he grows kind. I'll rather dwell in my necessity.

Bass. I like not fair terms, and a villain's mind. Ant. Why, fear not, man; I will not forfeit it; Ant. Come on ; in this there can be no dismay, Within these two months, that's a month before My ships come home a month before the day. This bond expires, I do expect return

[Exeunt.

ACT II.

SCENE I.-Belirront. A room in Portia's house. Therefore, I pray you, lead me to the caskets, Flourish of cornets. Enter the Prince of Morocco, That slew the Sophy, and a Persian prince,

To try my fortune. By this scimitar,and his' Train ; Portia, Nerissa, and other That won three fields of Sultan Solyman, – of her Attendants.

I would out-stare the sternest eyes that look, Mor. Mislike me not for my complexion, Out-brave the heart most daring on the earth, The shadow'd livery of the burnish'd sun, Pluck the young sucking cubs from the she bear, To whom I am a neighbour, and near bred. Yea, mock the lion when he roars for prey, Bring me the fairest creature northward born, To win thee, lady: But, alas the while ! Where Phæbus' fire scarce thaws the icicles, If Hercules, and Lichas, play at dice And let us make incision for your love, Which is the better man, the greater throw Το prove whose blood is reddest, his, or mine. May turn by fortune from the

weaker hand : I tell thee, lady, this aspect of mine

So is Alcides beaten by his page ;
Hath fear'd the valiant; by my love, I swear, And so may I, blind fortune leading me,
The best-regarded virgins of our clime Miss that, which one unworthier may attain,
Have lov'd it too: I would not change this hue, And die with grieving.
Except to steal your thoughts, my gentle queen. Por. You must take your chance;

Por. In terms of choice I am not solely led And either not attempt to choose at all,
By nice direction of a maiden's eyes ;

Or swear, before you choose, -if you choose Besides, the lottery of my destiny

wrong, Bars me the right of voluntary choosing : Never to speak to lady afterward But, if my father had not scanted me,

In way of marriage; therefore be advised. And hedg'd me by his wit, to yield myself Mor. Nor will not; come, bring me unto my His wife, who wins me by that means I told chance. you,

Por. First, forward to the temple; after dinner Yourself

, renowned prince, then stood as fair, Your hazard shall be made. As any comer I have look'd on yet,

Mor. Good fortune then ! [Cornets. For my affection.

To make me bless't, or cursed'st among men. Mor. Even for that I thank you ;

(Exeunt. Laun. Well, let his father be what he will, SCENE II.-Venice. A street.

we talk of young master Launcelot.

Gob. Your worship’s friend, and Launcelot, Enter LAUNCELOT GOBBO.

sir. Laun. Certainly my conscience will serve me Laun. But I pray you ergo, old man, ergo, I to run from this Šew, my master : The fiend is beseech you ; Talk you of young master Launat mine elbow; and tempts me, saying to me,

celot? Gobbo, Launcelot Gobbo, good Launcelot, or good Gob. Of Launcelot, an't please your master Gobbo, or good Launcelot Gobbo, use your legs, ship. take the start, run away: My conscience says, Laun. Ergo, master Launcelot; talk not of no, take heed, honest Launcelot ; take heed, ho- master Launcelot, father ; for the young gentlenest Gobbo ; or, as aforesaid, honest Launcelot man (according to fates and destinies, and such Gobbo ; do not run ; scorn running with thy odd sayings, the sisters three, and such branches heels : Well, the most courageous fiend bids me of learning,) is, indeed, deceased ; or, as you pack; via! says the fiend; away! says the would say, in plain terms, gone to heaven. fend,

for the heavens ; rouse up a brave mind, Goh. Marry, God forbid! the boy was the says the fiend, and run. Well, my conscience, very staff of my age, my very prop. hanging about the neck of my heart, says very Laun. Do I look like a cudgel, or a hovelwisely to me, my honest friend Launcelot, being post, a staff, or a prop ?-Do you know me, faan honest man's son,-or rather an honest wo- ther? man's son ;--for, indeed, my father did some

(job. Alack the day, I know you not, young thing smack, something grow to, he had a kind gentleman : but, I pray you, tell me, is my boy, of taste ;-well, my conscience says, Launcelot, (God rest his soul !) alive, or dead ? budge not; budge, says the fiend ; budge not, Laun. Do you not know me, fether? says my conscience: Conscience, say 1, you Gob. Alack, sir, I am sand-blind, I know you counsel well ; fiend, say I, you counsel well: to not. be ruled by my conscience, I should stay with Laun. Nay, indeed, if you had your eyes, the Jew, my master, who, (God bless the mark !) you might fail of the knowing me: it is a wise is a kind of devil ; and, to run away from the father that knows his own child. Well, old Jew, I should be ruled by the fiend, who, sa- man, I will tell you news of your son : Give me ving your reverence, is the devil himself: Cer- your blessing: truth will come to light; murtainly, the Jew is the very devil incarnation ; der cannot be hid long, a man's son may; but, and, in my conscience, my conscience is but a kind in the end, truth will out. of hard conscience, to offer to counsel me to stay Gob. Pray you, sir, stand up; I am sure you with the Jew: The fiend gives the more friendly are not Launcelot, my boy. counsel: I will run, fiend; my heels are at your Laun. Pray you, let's have no more fooling commandment, I will run.

about it, but give me your blessing: I am

Launcelot, your boy that was, your son that is, Enter old GOBBO, with a basket.

your child that shall be. Gob. Master, young man, you, I pray you ;

Gob. I cannot think you are my son. which is the way to master Jew's ?

Laun. I know not what I shall think of that; Laun. [Aside.] O heavens, this is my true but I am Launcelot, the Jew's man; and, I am begotten father! who, being more than sand- sure, Margery, your wife, is my mother. blind, high-gravel blind, knows me not:-I will Gob. Her name is Margery, indeed: I'll be try conclusions with him.

sworn, if thou be Launcelot, thou art mine Gob. Master, young gentleman, I pray you, own flesh and blood. Lord worshipp'd might which is the way to master Jew's ?

he be! what a beard hast thou got ! thou hast Laun. Turn up on your right hand, at the got more on thy chin than Dobbin my thillnext turning, but, at the next turning of all, on horse has on his tail. your left; marry, at the very next turning, Laun. It should seem, then, that Dobbin's turn of no hand, but turn down indirectly to tail grows backward ; I am sure he had more the Jew's house.

hair on his tail than I have on my face, when I Gob. By God's sonties, 'twill be a hard way

last saw him. to hit. Can you tell me, whether one Launce- Gob. Lord, how art thou chang'd! How dost lot, that dwells with him, dwell with him, or thou and thy master agree? I have brought

him a present ; How 'gree you now? Laun. Talk you of young master Launcelot ? Laun. Well, well ; but for mine own part, as -Mark me now; [aside.] now will I raise the I have set up my rest to run away, so I will not waters :- Talk you of young master Launcelot ? rest till I have run some ground: my master's

Gob. No master, sir, but a poor man's son ; a very Jew; Give him a present! give him a his father, though I say it, is an honest exceed- halter: I am famish'd in his service; you may ing poor man, and, God be thani-sd, well to tell every finger I have with my ribs. 'Father, live.

I am glad you are come ; give me your present

no?

to one master Bassanio, who, indeed, gives rare of wives : Alas, fifteen wives is nothing ; eleven new liveries ; if I serve not him, I will run as widows, and nine maids, is a simple coming-in far as God has any ground.- rare fortune! for one man; and then, to 'scape drowning here comes the man-to him, father : for I am thrice; and to be in peril of my life with the a Jew, if I serve the Jew any longer.

edge of a feather-bed ;-—here are simple’scapes !

Well, if fortune be a woman, she's a good wench Enter BASSANIO, with LEONARDO, and other

for this gear.-Father, come; I'll take my leave

of the Jew in the twinkling of an eye. Followers.

[Exeunt Launcelot and old Gobbo. Bass. You may do so ;—but let it be so has- Bass. I pray thee, good Leonardo, think on ted, that supper be ready at the farthest by five

this; of the clock : See these letters deliver'd; put These things being bought, and orderly bethe liveries to making ; and desire Gratiano to stow'd, come anon to my lodging. [Exit a Serrant. Return in haste, for I do feast to-night Laun. To him, father.

My best esteem'd acquaintance; hie thee, go. Gob. God bless your worship!

Leon. My best endeavours shall be done herein. Bass. Gramercy; Would'st thou aught with me?

Enter GRATIANO. Gob. Here's my son, sir, a poor boy,

Laun. Not a poor boy, sir, but the rich Jew's Gra. Where is your master ? man; that would, sir, as my father shall spe- Leon. Yonder, sir, he walks. cify,

[Exit Leonardo. Gob. He hath a great infection, sir, as one Gra. Signior Bassanio,would say, to serve,

Bass. Gratiano ! Laun. Indeed, the short and the long is, I Gra. I have a suit to you. serve the Jew, and I have a desire, as my father Bass. You have obtain'd it. shall specify,

Gra. You must not deny me; I must go Gob. His master and he, (saving your wor- with you to Belmont. ship’s reverence) are scarce cater-cousins :- Bass. Why, then you must ;-But hear thee,

Laun. To be brief, the very truth is, that the Gratiano; Jew having done me wrong, doth cause me, as Thou art too wild, too rude, and bold of voice ;my father, being I hope an old man, shall fru- Parts that become thee happily enough, tify unto you,

And in such eyes as ours appear not faults; Gob. I have here a dish of doves, that I would But where thou art not known, why, there they bestow upon your worship; and my suit is,

show Laun. In very brief, the suit is impertinent Something too liberal ;- pray thee, take pain to myself, as your worship shall know by this To allay with some cold drops of modesty, honest old man; and, though I say it, though Thy skipping spirit ; lest, through thy wild beold man, yet, poor man, my father.

haviour,
Bass. One speak for both;—What would you? I be misconstrued in the place I go to,
Laun. Serve you, sir.

And lose my hopes.
Gob. This is the very defect of the matter, sir. Gra. Signior Bassanio, hear me:
Bass. I know thee well, thou hast obtain's If I do not put on a sober habit,
thy suit:

Talk with respect, and swear but now and then, Shylock, thy master, spoke with me this day, Wear prayer-books in my pocket, look deAnd hath preferr'd thee, if it be preferment,

murely; To leave a rich Jew's service, to become Nay more, while grace is saying, hood mine eyes The follower of so poor a gentleman.

Thus with my hat, and sigh, and say, amen; Laun. The old proverb is very well parted Use all the observance of civility, between my master Shylock and you, sir; you Like one well studied in a sad ostent have the grace of God, sir, and he hath enough. To please his grandam, never trust me more. Bass. Thou speak’st it well: Go, father, with Bass. Well, we shall see your bearing. thy son :

Gra. Nay, but I bar to-night ; you shall not Take leave of thy old master, and enquire My lodging out :-Give him a livery

By what we do to-night.

[To his Followers. Bass. No, that were pity; More guarded than his fellows: See it done. I would entreat you rather to put on

Laun. Father, in :- I cannot get a service, Your boldest suit of mirth, for we have friends no; I have ne'er a tongue in my head.-Well That purpose merriment: But fare you well, [Looking on his palm.] if any man in Italy I have some business. have a fairer table, which doth offer to swear Gra. And I must to Lorenzo, and the rest; upon a book.-I shall have good fortune ; Go to, But we will visit you at supper-time. here's a simple line of life ! here's a small trifle

Exeunt.

gage me

SCENE III.-The same. A room in Shylock's Salar. Ay, marry, I'll be gone aboutit straight. house.

Salan. And so will I.

Lor. Meet me, and Gratiano,
Enter JESSICA and LAUNCELOT.

At Gratiano's lodging some hour hence.
Jes. I am sorry, thou wilt leave my father so; Salar. 'Tis good we do so.
Our house is hell, and thou, a merry devil,

[Exeunt Salar. and Salan. Didst rob it of some taste of tediousness :

Gra. Was not that letter from fair Jessica ? But fare thee well; there is a ducat for thee. Lor. I must needs tell thee all: She bath di. And, Launcelot, soon at supper shalt thou see

rected, Lorenzo, who is thy new master's guest : How I shall take her from her father's house ; Give him this letter; do it secretly,

What gold, and jewels, she is furnish'd with; And so farewell; I would not have my father What page's suit she hath in readiness. See me talk with thee.

If e'er the Jew her father come to heaven, Laun. Adieu !-tears exhibit my tongue.- It will be for his gentle daughter's sake: Most beautiful pagan,-most sweet Jew! If a And never dare misfortune cross her foot, Christian do not play the knave, and get thee, I Unless she do it under this excuse,am much deceived : But, adieu! these foolish That she is issue to a faithless Jew. drops do somewhat drown my manly spirit ; Come, go with me; peruse this as thou goest : adieu !

[Erit. Fair Jessica shall be my torch-bearer. [Exeunt. Jes. Farewell, good Launcelot. Alack, what heinous sin is it in me,

SCENE V.-The same. Before Shylock's house. To be asham’d to be my father's child ! But though I am a daughter to his blood,

Enter SuyLock aud LAUNCELOT. I am not to his manners : 0 Lorenzo,

Shy. Well, thou shalt see, thy eyes shall be If thou keep promise, I shall end this strife ;

thy judge, Become a Christian, and thy loving wife. [Exit

. The difference of old Shylock and Bassanio:

What, Jessica !-thou shalt not gormandize,

As thou hast done with me ;-What, Jessica ! SCENE IV.- The same. A street. And sleep and snore, and rend apparel out:

Why, Jessica, I say !
Enter GRATIANO, LORENZO, SALARINO, and

Laun. Why, Jessica !
SALANIO.

Shy. Who bids thee call? I do not bid thee Lor. Nay, we will slink away at supper-time ;

call. Disguise us at my lodging, and return

Laun. Your worship was wont to tell me, I All in an hour.

could do nothing without bidding. Gra. We have not made good preparation. Salar. We have not spoke us yet of torch

Enter JESSICA. bearers.

Jes. Call you? What is your will? Salan. 'Tis vile, unless it may be quaintly Shy. I am bid forth to supper, Jessica ; order'd;

There are my keys:-But wherefore should I go? And better, in my mind, not undertook. I am not bid for love; they flatter me: Lor. 'Tis now but four o'clock; we have two But yet I'll go in hate, to feed upon hours

The prodigal Christian. Jessica, my girl, To furnish us :

Look to my house :- I am right loath to go ;

There is some ill a-brewing towards my rest, Enter LAUNCELOT, with a letter.

For I did dream of money-bags to-night. Friend Launcelot, what's the news?

Laun. I beseech you, sir, go; my young masLaun. An it shall please you to break up this, ter doth expect your reproach. it shall seem to signify:

Shy. So do I his. Lor. I know the hand : in faith, 'tis a fair hand; Laun. And they have conspired together,And whiter than the paper it writ on,

I will not say, you shall see a masque; but if you Is the fair hand that writ.

do, then it was not for nothing that my nose fell Gra. Love-news, in faith.

a bleeding on Black-Monday last, at six o'clock Laun. By your leave, sir.

i'the morning, falling out that year on Ash-WedLor. Whither goest thou ?

nesday was four year in the afternoon. Laun. Marry, sir, to bid my old master the Shy. What! are there masques ? Hear you Jew to sup to-night with my new master the

me, Jessica: Christian.

Lock up my doors : and when you hear thedrum, Lor. Hold here, take this :--tell gentle Jessica, And the vile squeaking of the wry-neck'd fife, I will not fail her !-speak it privately; go. Clamber not you up to the casements then, Gentlemen,

[Exit Launcelot. Nor thrust your head into the public street, Will you prepare you for this masque to-night? To gaze on Christian fools with varnish'd faces ; I am provided of a torch-bearer.

But stop my house's ears, I mean my casements :

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