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Gra. In christening thou shalt have two god-SCENE II.—The same. A street. Enter Portia fathers ;
and Nerissa, Had I been judge, thou should'st have had ten
Por. Inquire the Jew's house out, give him this mure,
died, To bring thee lo the gallows, not the font.
And let him sign it; we'll away to-night,
(Erit Shylock. And be a day before our husbands home : Duke. Sir, I entreat you home with me lo dinner. This deed will be well welcome to Lorenzo.
Pur. Thumbly do desire your grace of pardon ;
Gra. Fair sir, you are well overtaken:
Hath sent you here this ring; and duih entreal Antonio, gratify this gentleman ;
Your company at dinner. For, in my mind, you are much bound to him. (Exeunt Duke, magnificoes, and train. This ring I do accept most thankfully,
That cannct be:
I pray you, show my youth old Shylock's house.
Gru. That will I do. Three thousand ducats, die into the Jew,
Sir, I would speak with you:We freely cope your courteous pains withal.
I'll see if I can get my husband's ring, (To Portia. Ant. And stand indebted, over and above,
Which I did make him swear to keep for ever. In love and service to you everinore.
Por. Thou may'st, I warrant: We shall hare Por. He is well paid, thai is well satisfied ;
old swearing, And I, delivering you, am satisfied,
That they did give the rings a way to men, And therein do account myself well paid ;
But we'il outface them, and outswear them too. My mind was never yet more mercenary:
Away, make hastc; thou know'st where I williarry. I pray you, know me, when we m et again;
Ner. Come, good sir, will you show me to this I wish you well, and so I take my leave.
(Excunt. Buss, Dear sír, of force I must attempt you surTake some remembrance of us, as a tribute, Not as a fee : grant me two things, I pray you,
ACT V. Nor to deny me, and to pardon me. Por. You press me far, and therefore I will SCENE I.- Belmont Avenue to Portia's house. yield.
Enter Lorenzo and Jessica. Give me your gloves, I'll wear them for your sake; Lor. The moon shines bright:- In such a night And, for your lov?, I'll take this ring from you :Do not draw back your hand; I'll take no more;
as this, and you in love shall not deny me this.
When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, Bass. This ring, good sir,-alas, it is a trifle ;
And ihey did make no noise ; in such a night, I will not shame myself to give you this.
Troilus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls, Por. I will have nothing else but only this ;
And sigh'd his soul toward the Greciun tents, And now, methinks, I have a mind to it.
Where Cressid lay that night.
Jes. Bass. There's more depends on this, than on
In such a night, the value.
Did Thisbe fearsully o'ertrip the dew ; The dearest ring in Venice will I give you,
Ard saw the lion's shadow ere himself,
And ran dismay'd away.
In such a night,
Stood Dido with a willow in her hard You taught me first to beg; and now, methinks,
Upon the wild sea-banks, and wav'd her love You teach me how a beguar should be anglierd.
To come again to Carthage.
In such a nigby wise; And, when she put it on, she made me vow,
That did renew old Æson. That I should neither sell, nor give, nor lose it.
In such a night, Por. That’scuse serves many men to save their Did Jessica steal from the urcalthy Jew: gifts.
And with an unthrist love did run from Venice, An if your wise be not a mad woman,
As far as Bclmont.
Jes. And know how well I have deserv'd this ring,
And in such a nicht, She would not ho'd out enemy for ever,
Did young Lorenzo swear he lov'd her well; For giving it to me. Well, peace be with vou !
Sealing her soul with many vows of faith, (Ereunt Portia an! Nerissa. And ne'er a true oue. Ant. My lord Bassanio, le him hire the ringi Da pretty Jessica, like a little shrri,
And in such a night, Let his deservings, and my love withil, Be valued 'gainst vour "vise's commandment. Slander her love, and he forgave it her. Bruss. Gu, Gratiano, run and overtake him,
Jts. I would ou-night rou, did nobody cume: Give him the ring; and bring him, is thou canst, But, hark, I hear the sooting of a man. Unto Antonio's house :-away, makr haste.
Enter Stephano. (Eri! Gratiano. Come, you and I will thither presently;
Lor. Who comes so fast in silence of the night? And in the morning early will we both
Sleph. A friend. Fly toward Belmont: Come, Antonio. (Ereunt. Lor. A friend? what friend ? your name, I pray (1) Reflection.
Steph. Stephano is my name; and I bring word,
Juu, friend ?
My mishi ess will before the break of day
Enter Portia and Nerissa, at a distance. Be' here at Belmont: she doth stray about
Por. That light we see, is burning in my hall.
So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
Ner. When the moon shone, we did not see the Sleph. None, but a holy hermit, and her maid.
candle. I pray you, is my master yet return's ?
Por. So doth the greater glory dim the less • Lor. He is not, nor we have not heard from A substitute shines brightly as a king, him.
Until a king be by; and then his state But go we in, I pray thee, Jessica,
Empties itsell, as doth an inland brook And ceremoniously let us prepare
into the main of waters. Music! hark ! Some welcome for the mistress of the house.
Ner. It is your music, madam, of the house. Enter Launcelot.
Por. Nothing is good, I sec, without ressect;
Methinks, it sounds much sweeter than by day.' Laun. Sola, sola, wo ha, ho, soia, sola!
Ner. Silence besiuws that virtue on it, madam. Lor. Who calls ?
Por. The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, Laun. Sula! did you see master Lorenzo, and When neither is attended; and, I think, mistress Lorenzo ? sola, sola!
The nightingale, if she should sing by day, Lor. Leave hollaing, inan; here.
When every goose is cackling, would be thought Laun. Sola! where? where?
No better a musician than the wren. Lor. Here.
How many things by stason season'd are Laun. Tell him, there's a post come from my To their right praise, and true perfection !master, with his horn full of good news; my mas. Peace, hoa! the moon sleeps with Endymion, ter will be here ere morning.
[Erit. And would not be awak'd ! (Music ceases. Lor. Sweet soul, let's in, and there expect their Lor.
That is the voice, coming.
Or I am much doceiv'd, of Portia. And yet no matter;-Why should we go in ? Por. He knows me, as the blind man knows the My friend Stephano, signify, I pray you,
cuckoo, Within the house, your mistress is at hand;
By the bad voice. And bring your music forth into the air.
Dear lady, welcome home. (Erit Stephano. Por. We have been praying for our husbands' How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank!
welfare, Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music
Which speed, we hope, the better for our words. Creep in our ears; soft stillness, and the night,
Are they return'd ? Become the touches of sweet harmony,
Madam, they are not yet; Si , Jessica : Look, how the floor of heaven But there is come a messenger before, Is thick inlaid with patines' of bright gold ;, To signify their coming. There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, Por.
Go in, Nerissa, But in his motion like an angel sings,
Give order to my scrvants, that they take Still quiring to the young-ey'd cherubins :
No note at all of our being absent hence;Such harmony is in immortal souls;
Nor you, Lorenzo ;-Jessica, nor you. But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay
[.A tucket? sounds. Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.
Lor. Your husband is at hand, I hear his trumpet: Enter musicians.
We are no tell-tales, madam; fear you not.
Por. This night, methinks, is but the day-light Come, ho, and wake Diana with a hymn;
sick, With sweetest touches pierce your mistress' ear, It looks a little paler; 'tis a day, And draw her home with music.
Such as the day is when the sun is hid. Jes. I am never merry, when I hear sweet music.
(Music. Enter Bassanio, Antonio, Gratiano, and their Lor. The reason is, your spirits are attentive :
fillowers. For do but note a wild and wanton herd,
Bass. We should hold day with the Antipodes, Or race of youthful and unhandled colts,
If you would walk in absence of the sun. Fetching, mad bounds, bellowing, and neighing Por. Let me give light, but let me not be light ; loud,
For a light wise doth make a heavy husband, Which is the hot condition of their blood; And never be Bassanio so for me; If they but hear perchance a trumpet sound, But God sort all!-You are welcome home, my lord. Or any air of music touch their ears,
Basso I thank you, madam: give welcome to You shall perceive them make a mutual stand,
my friend. Their savage eyes turn'd to a modest gaze, This is the man, this is Antonio, By the sweet power of music: Therefore, the poet To whom I am so infinitely bound. Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones, and Por. You should in all sense be much bound to foods ;
him, Since nought so stockish, hard, and fun of rage, For, as I hear, he was much bound for you, But music for the time doth change his nature: Ant. No more than I am well acquitted of. Tne man that hath no music in himself,
Por. Sir, you are very welcome to our house: Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, It must appear in other wa vs than words, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; Therefore, I scant this breathing courtesy. The motions of his spirit are dull as night,
(Gratiano and Nerissa seem to talk apart, And his affections dark as Erebus :
Gra. By yonder moon, I swear, you do me Let no such man be trusted.-Mark the music.
wrong ; (1) A small flat dish, used in the administration
(2) A flourish on a trumpet. of the Eucharist.
(3) Verbal, complimentary form.
In faith, I gave it to the judge's clerk :
Which did refuse three thousand ducats of me, Would he were gelt that had it, for my part, And begg'd the ring; the which I did deny him, Since you do take it, love, so much at heart. And suffer'd him to go displeas'd away :
For. A quarrel, ho, already? what's the inatter ? Evan he that had held up the very life Gra. Abbit a hoop of gold, a paltry ring Of my dear friend. What should I say, sweet lady? Thit she did give me; whose posy was
I was enforc'd to send it alier him; For all the world, like cutler's poetry
I was beset with shame and courtesy ;
Ner. Whai talk you of the posy, or the value ? So much besmear it: Pardon me, good lady ;
house: Give it a judge's clerk!—but well I know, Since he hath got the jewel that I lov'd, The clerk will ne'er wear hair on his face, that And that which you did swear to keep for me, had it.
I will become as liberal as you :
Grr. Now, by this hand, I gave it to a youth,- Know him I shall, I am well sure of it:
Lie not a night froin home; watch me like Argus: Ny higher than thyself, the judge's clerk; If you do not, if I be left alone, A prating boy, that begg'd it as a see;
Now, by mine honour, which is yet my own, I could not for my heart deny it him.
I'll have that doctor for my bedfellow. Por. You were to blame, I must be plain with you, Ner. And I his clerk; therefore be well advis'd, To part so slightly with your wife's lirst gist; How you do leave me to mine own protection. A thing stuck on with oaths upon your finger,
Grii. Well, do you so: let nof me lake him then; And riveted so with faith unto your nesh, For, if I do, I'll mar the young clerk's pen. I give my love a ring, and made him swear Ant. I am the unhappy subject of these quarrels. Never to part with it; and here he stands; Por. Sir, grieve not you ; You are welcomo I dare be sworn for him, he would not leave it,
no withstanding. Nor pluck it from his finger, for the wealth Bress. Portia, forgive me this enforc'd wrong; That the world masters. Now, in faith, Gratiano, And, in the hearing of these many friends, You give your wife too unkind a cause of griel ; I swear to thee, even by thine on'n lair eyes, An 'livere to me, I should be mad at it. Wherein I see myself,Bass. Why, I were best to cut my left hand off,
Mark you but that! And swear, I lost the ring defending it. (Aside. In bo'h my eyes he doubly sees himself:
Gra. My lord Bassanio gave his ring away In each eye one :-swcar by your double sell, Unto the judge that begg'd it, and, indeed, And there's an oath of credit. D:serv'd it too; and then the boy, his clerk,
Nay, but hear me: That took some pains in writing, he begg'd'mine: Pardon this fault, and by my soul I swear, And neither man, nor master, would take aught I never more will break an oath with thee. But the two rings.
Ant. I once did lend my body for his wealth ; Por.
What ring gave you, my lord ? Which, but for him that had your husband's ring, Not that, I hope, which you receiv'd of me.
[To Portia. Buss. If I could add a lie unto a fault, Had quite miscarried : I dare be bonnd again, I would deny it; but you see my finger
Mv soul upon the forfeit, that your lord Hath not the ring upon it, it is gone.
Will never inore break faith advisedlv. Por. Even so void is your false heart of truth. Por. Then you shall be his surety: Give him this; By heaven, I will ne'er come in your bed
And bid him keep it better than the other. Until I see the ring.
Ant. Here, lord Bassanio ; swear to kecp this Ner.
ring. Till I again see mine.
Bass. By heaven, it is the same I gave the doctor! Bass. Sweet Portia,
Por. I had it of him: pardon me, Bassanio; If you did know to whom I gave the ring,
For by this ring the doctor lay with me. If you did know for whom I gave the ring,
Ner. And pardon me, my gentle Gratiano; And would conceive for what I gave the ring,
For that same scrubbed boy, the doctor's clerk, And how unwillingly I left the ring,
In licu of this, last night did lie with me. When nought would be accepted but the ring, Gra. Why, this is like the mending of highways You would abate the strength of your displeasure. In summer, where the ways are fair enough:
Por. If you had known the virtue of the ring, What! are we cuckolds, ere we have deserved it? Or hall her worthiness that gave the ring,
Por. Speak not so grossly.-You are all amaz'd: Or your own honour to contain the ring, Here is a letter, read it at your leisure ; You would not then have parted with the ring. It comes from Padua, from Bellario: What man is there so much unreasonable, There you shall find, that Portia was the doctor; If you had pleas'd to have defended it,
Nerissa there, her clerk: Lorenzo here With any terms of zeal, wanted the modesty
Shall witness, I set forth as soon as you, To urge the thing held as a ceremony ?
And but even now return'd; I have not yet Nerissa teaches me what to believe;
Enter'd my housc.--Antonio, you are welcome; I'll die for't, but some woman had the ring.
And I have better news in store for you, Bass. No, by mine honour, madam, by my soul, Than you expect: unseal this letter soon; No woman had it, but a civil doctor,
There you shall, three of your argosies
Are richly come to harbour suddenly: (1) Regardful. (2) Advantago. You shall not know by what strange accident
Nor I in yours,
I chanced on this letter.
And charge us there upon intergatories,
And we will answer all things faithfully.
Gra. Let it be so: The first intergatory, not?
That iny Nerissa shall be sworn on, is, Gra. Were you the clerk, that is to make me Whether till the next night she had rather stay; cuckold ?
Or go to bed now, being two hours to day: Ner. Ay; but the clerk that never means to do it, But were the day come, I should wish it dark, Unless he live until he be a man.
That I were couching with the doctor's clerks Biss. Sweet doctor, you shall be my bedfellow; Well, while I live, I'll fear no other thing When I am absent, then lie with my wife. So sore, as keeping safe Nerissa's ring. Anl. Sweet lady, you have given me life, and
(Ereunt. living; For here I read for certain, that my ships Are safely come to road. Por. How now, Lorenzo ?
or the Merchant of Venice the style is even and My clerk hath some good cornforts too for you. Ner. As, and I'll give them him without a of construction. The comic part raises laughter,
easy, with few peculierities of diction, or anomalies fee.
and the serious fixes expectation. The probability There do I give to you, and Jessica,
of either one or the other story cannot be mainFrom the rich Jew, a special deed of gis, tained. The union of two actions in one event is After his death, of all he dies possess'd of. in this drama eminently happy. Dryden was
Lor. Fair ladies, you drop manna in the way Of starved people.
much pleased with his own address in connecting Por. It is almost morning,
believe, ihe critic will find excelled by this play. And yet, I am sure, you are not satisfied Of these events at full: Let us go in;
AS YOU LIKE IT.
Duke, living in erile.
William, a country fellow, in love with Audrey. Frederick, brother to the Duke, and usurper of A person representing Hymen.
his dominions. Amiens, } lords atlending upon the Duke in his Jaques, banishment.
Rosalind, daughter to the banished Duke. Le Beau, a courtier attending upon Frederick.
Celia, daughter to Frederick. Charles, his wrestler.
Phebe, a shepherdess. Oliver,
Audrey, a country wench, Jaques, sons of sir Rowland de Bois.
Lords belonging to the two Dukes; pages, forestera, Adam, servants to Oliver.
and other attendants.
The Scene lies, first, near Oliver's house; after
wards, partly in the usurper's court, and partly in the forest of Arden.
, } Shepherds.
Oli. What mar you then, sir ?
Orl. Marry, sir, I am helping you to mar that SCENE I. -An orchard, near Oliver's house. which God made, a poor unworthy brother of Enter Orlando and Adam,
yours, with idleness. Orlando,
Oli. Marry, sir, be better employ'd, and be
naught a while. As
I remember, Adam, it was upon this fashion Orl. Shall I keep your hogs, and eat husks with bequeathed me: By will, but a poor thousand them? What prodigal portion have I spent, that I crowns; and, as thou say’st, charged my brother, should come to such penury ? on his blessing, to breed me well and there be
Oli. Know you where you are, sir ? gins my sadness. My brother Jaques he keeps at Orl. O, sir, very well : here in your orchard. school, and report speaks goldenly of his profit :
Oli. Know you before whom, sir? for my part, he keeps me rustically at home, or, to
Orl. Ay, beiter than he I am before knows me, speak more properly, stays me here at home un. I know you are my eldest brother, and, in the gen. kept: For call you that keeping for a «entleman le condition of blood, you should so know me: of my birth, thai differs not from the stalling of an The courtesy of nations allows you my better, in ox? His horses are bred better; for, besides that that you are the first-born; but ihe same tradition they are fair with their feeding, they are taught takes not away my blood, were there lwenty brotheir manage, and to that end riders dearly hired : thers betwixt us: I have as much of my father in but I, his brother, gain nothing under him but me, as you ; albeit, I consess, your coming before growth; for the which his animals on his dung. me is nearer to his reverencc. hills are as much bound to him as I. Bevides this 0!. What, boy! nothing that he so plentifully gives me, the some
Orl. Come, come, elder brother, you are too thing that nature gave me, his countenance seems young in this. to take from me: he lets me feed with his hinds,
Oli. Wilt thou lay hands on me, villain ? bars me the place of a brother, and, as much as
Orl. I am no villain :: I am the youngest son of in him lies, mines my gentility with my education. sir Rowland de Bois; he was my father; and he This is it, Adam, that grieves me; and the spirit is thrice a villain, that says, such a father begot of my father, which I think is within me, begins villains: Wert thou not my brother, I would not to mutiny against this servitude: I will no longer take this hand from thy throat, till this other had endure it, though yet I know no wise remedy how pulled out thy tongue for saying so; thou hast rail. to avoid it.
ed on thysell.
Adam. Sweet masters, be patient; for your fao Enter Oliver,
ther's remembrance, be at accord. Adam. Yonder comes my master, your brother. Oli. Let me go, I say.
Orl. Go apart, Adam, and thou shalt hear how Orl. I will not, till I please: you shall hear me. he will shake me up:
My father charged you in his will to give me good Oli. Now, sir! what make you here?! education : you have trained me like a peasant, obOrl. Nothing: I am not taught to make any thing. scuring and hiding from me all gentleman-like
qualities: the spirit of my father grows strorg in you ?
, I will no longer : for a worthless fellow, and by Orlando for a man give me the poor allottery my father lest me by tes of base extraction,