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

duke ; l'll 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 consus'd, And yet to be a feard of my deserving,

So strange, outrageous, and so variable, Wore but a weak disabling of mysell.

As the dog Jew did utter in the streets : As much as I deserve !-Why, that's the lady: My daughter !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 ducals, stoln from me by my daughter ! Let's see once more this saying gravid in gold: And jewels ; two stones, two rich and precious Who chooselh 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. From the four corners of the earth they come, She hath the stones upon her, and the ducals! 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 ducals. Of widc Arabia, are as through-lares 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

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

Slubbera not 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 Lel il 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

He wrung Bassanio's hand, and so they parted.
Often have you heard that lold:
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 infold.

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

With some delight or other.

Salar.
Young in limbs, in judgment old,

Do we so. (Exeunt.
Your answer had not been inscrol'd SCENE IX.-Belmont. A room in Portia's
Fare you well; your suit is cold.

house. Enter Nerissa, with a servant. Cold, indeed ; and labour lost: Then, farewell, heat; and, welcome, frost. Ner. Quick, quick, I pray thee, draw the cur.

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

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

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 (1) Enclose. (2) Engraven.

(3) Conversed. (5) Shows, tokens. 14) 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. or the right casket, never in my life

Ner. The ancient saying is no heresy ;-
To woo å 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.

Enter a Servant.
Por. To these injunctions every one doth swear,
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 base lead. Serv. Madam, there is alighted at your gate
Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all he hath: A young Venetian, one that comes before
You shall look fáirer, ere I give, or hazard. To signify the approaching of his lord :
What says the golden chest? há! 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 hall afeard, I will not choose what many men desire, Thou wilt say anon, he is some kin to thee, Because I will not jump' with common spirits, Thou spend'st such high-day wit in praising him.And rank me with the barbarous multitudes. Come, come, Nerissa; for I 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. 0, that estates, degrees, and offices, Were not deriv'd corruptly! and that clear honour SCENE 1.–Venice. A street. Enter Salanio, Were purchas'd by the merit of the wearer!

and Salarino. 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 clean'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, To be new varnishd? Well, but to my choice :

place; a very dangerous flat, and fatal, where the Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he deserves; if my gossip report be an honest woman of her word.

carcases of many a tall ship lie buried, as they say, 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. Por. Too long

as ever knapp'd ginger, or made her ncighbours bea pause for that which you find lieve she wept for the death of a third husband : there. Ar. What's here ? the portrait of a blinking idiot, crossing

the plain high-way of talk,-that the good

But it is true,-without any slips of prolixity, or Presenting me a schedule ? I will read it.

Antonio, the honest Antonio,-0 that I had a title How much unlike art thou to Portia ?

good enough to keep his name company!How much unlike my hopes, and my deservings ?

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

Salan. Ha, what say'st 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 of opposed natures.

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 shadowo's bliss :

chant's ? There be fools alive, I wis, .

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

you, of my daughter's flight. Take what wife you will to 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. Patiently 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, (9) Agree with

(4) Know, (5) Salutations,

Shy. I say, my dat:ghter 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; morc be- Shy. Thou stick'st a dagrer in me:

-I shall tween your bloods, than there is between red wine never see my gold again: Fourscore ducats at a and rhenish :-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 rupt, a prodigal, who dares scarce show his head on choose but 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 himn; I am glad of it. wont to call me usurer;-let him look to his bond: Tub. One 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 himn look to his bond.

Shy. Out

upon her! Thou torturest 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 nothing ness of monkies. else, it will seed 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 any losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, bal, see me an officer, bespeak him a fortnight bethwarted 'my bargains, cooled my friends, heated fore: I will have the heart of him, if he forfeit; 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, aflections, passions ? Ted with our synagogue; go, good Tubal; at our synathe same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject gogue, Tubal.

(Ereint. to the same discases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and sum-SCENE 11.-—-Belmont. A room in Portia's mer, as a Christian is ? if you prick us, do we not house. Enter Bassanio, Portią, Gratiano, Nebleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you

rissa, and allendants. 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 tiro, shall we not revenge ? il 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 ? revence; If a There's something iells me (but it is not love,) Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sutlerance I would not lose you; and you know yoursclí, be by Christian example ? why, revenge. The Hate counsels not in such a quality : villany you teach inc, I will execute; and it shall Butlost you should not understand me well go hard, but I will better the instruction. |(And yet a maiden hath no tongue but thought,) Enler a Servant.

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

Before you venture for me. I could teach you, house, and desires to speak wi!h 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 Úad been forsworn. Beshrew your eyes, Sılan. 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 half yours, Jew. (Erent Salan. Salar. and Servant.

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 between 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. Sly. Why there, there, there, there! a diamond I speak too long; but 'tis to peizes the time; gone, cost me two thousand dircats in I'rankfort! To cke it, and to draw it out in length, The curse never sell upon our nation till now; I 'To stay you from election. never felt it till now:--two thousand ducats in that; Balss.

Let me choose ; and other precious, precious jewels.--I would, my For, as I am, I live upon the rack. daughter were dead at iny foot, and the jewels in Por. Upon the rack, Bassanio ? then confess her car! 'would she were hears'd at my foot, sind What treason there is mingled with your love. the ducats in her coffin! No news of them ?-\Vhy, Bass. None, but that ugly treason of mistrust, 50:-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 thicf; 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 ihing. breathing ; no tears, but o' my shedding.

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

Bass.

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

Tub. —hath an argosy cast away, coming from happy torment, when my torturer Tripolis.

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

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.

Nerissa, and the rest, stand all aloof, Shy. I thank thee, good Tubal ;-Good news, good news: ha! ha /-Where? in Genoa ?

(1) A precious stone, (2) Delay

Minc own,

Let music sound, while he doth malte his choice; As doubtful thoughts, and rash-cmbrac'd despar 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, alluy thy ecstasy, May stand more proper, my eye shall be the stream, In measure rain thy joy, scant this excess : And wal'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 surseits Even as the flourish when true subjects bow

Bass.

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

[Opening the leaden casket. As are those dulcet sounds in break of day, Fair Portia's counterfeit ? What demi-god That creep into the dreaming bridegroom's car, 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 aloof are the Dardanian wives,

The painter plays the spider; and hath woven IFith bleared visages, come forth to view, A golden mesh to cutrap the hearts of men, The issue of the exploit. Go, Hercules !

Faster than gnats in cobwebs : But her cyes, 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 tray. Methinks, it should have power to steal both his,

And leave itself unfurnish'd: Yet look, how far Music, whilst Bassanjo comments on the caskels 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 fancy2 bred,

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

You that choose not by the vicu,
llore begol, how nourished ?

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

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

Be content and scek no new.
In the cradle where it lies :

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

And hold your fortune for your bliss,
P'll begin il, - -Ding, dong, bell.

Turn you where your laıly is,
All, Ding, dong, bcll.

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 gracions voice,

That thinks he hath done well in people's eyes, Dbscures 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 test,

Whether those peals of praise be his or no;
Hiding the grossness with fair ornainent ? So, thrice-fair lady, stand I, even so ;
There is no vice so simple, but assunes

As doubtful whether what I see be true,
Some mark of virtue on his outward parts. Until contirm’d, sign'd, ratified by you.
How many cowards, whose hearts are all as false Por. You scé 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 scarch’d, have livers white as milk? To wish myself much better; yet, for you,
And ihese assume but valour's excrement, I would be trebled twenty times mysell;
To render them redoubted. Look on beauty, A thousand times more fair, ten thousand times
And vou 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 virtucs, beauties, livings, friends,
So are thosc crisped' 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 terin in gross, l'pon 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 inay learn; and happier than this,
Thus ornament js but the guiled: sbore

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,

Coininits 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 wiscst. Therefore, thon gaudy gold, Myseli, and what is mine, to

you,

and yours llard food for Midas, I will none of thee: Is now converted; but now I was the lord Nor none of thce, thou pale and common drudge of this fair mansion, master of my servants, 'Tween man and man: but thou, thou meagre lead, Queen o'er mysell'; and even now, but now, Which rather threat'nest, than dolh promise aught, This house, these servants, and this same myself, Thy plainhess 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 purt from, lose, or give away, Por. How all the other passions Meet 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 Carouri Curled, (5) Treacherous. (6) Likeness, portrait,

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 lise 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, or 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 of any thing

Gra. My lord Bassanio, and my gentle lady! That this same 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 at 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 upori l'je 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 fail'd? What, not one hil? 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? Of 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 Venctian friend, Salerio ?

The duke himself, and the magnificoes

of greatest port, have all persuaded with him; Enter Lorenzo, Jessica, and Salerio.

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 hum Have power to bid you welcome :-By your leave,

wear, I bid my very friends and countrymen,

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

That he would rather have Antonio's flesh, 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, Lor. I thank your honour :--For my part, my If 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? Bút 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 draits 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, coeer von' stranger; bid her wel- Shall lose a hair through Bassanio's fault. come.

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

(3) The chief men,

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