Baff. Be affured you may. Sny. I will be affured I may and that I may be affured, I will bethinke me, may I fpeake with Anthonio? Baff. If it please you to dine with vs. Shy. Yes, to fmell porke, to eate of the habitation which your prophet the Nazarite coniured the diuell into: I will buy with you, fell with you, talke with you, walke with you, and fo following: but I will not eate with you, drinke with you, nor pray with you. What newes on the Ryalto, who is he comes heere? Enter Anthonio. Baff. This is figniour Anthonio. Shy. How like a fawning publican he lookes. I hate him for he is a chriftian : But more, for that in lowe fimplicity He lends out mony gratis, and brings downe Baff. Shylocke, do you heare. Shy. I am debating of my prefent store, Will furnish me; but foft, how many months. Doe Doe you defire? Reft you faire good fignior, Ant. Shylocke, although I neither lend nor borrow, Yet to fupply the ripe wants of my friend, Ile breake a custome: are you refolu'd, † Shy. I, I, three thousand ducats. Ant. And for three moneths. Shy. I had forgot, three months, you told me fo. Well then, your bond: and let me fee, but heare you, Me-thought you faid, you neither lend nor borrow Vpon aduantage. Ant. I do neuer vse it. Shy. When Iacob graz'd his vnckle Labans fheepe, This Iacob from our holy Abram was (As his wife mother wrought in his behalfe) The third poffeffer; I, he was the third. Ant. And what of him, did he take interest ? *albeit. + is be yet poffeft. ‡ye would? baue omitted in two of the copies, in end. Fall Fall party-coloured lambes, and thofe were lacobs. Ant. This was a venture fir, that Iacob fer'ud for, Ant. Marke you this Bassanio, The diuell can cite fcripture for his purpose, Shy. Three thousand ducats, tis a good round fum. In the Ryalto you haue rated me About my monies and my vfances: Still haue I borne it with a patient fhrug, And all for vfe of that which is mine owne. Hath Hath a dog money? is it poffible A curre can lend three thousand ducats? or Ant. I am as like to call thee fo againe, But lend it rather to thine enemy, Who if he breake, thou maist with better face Shy. Why looke you how you ftorme, I would be friends with you, and haue your loue, Bal. This were kindnesse. Shy. This kindneffe will I fhow, Goe with me to a notarie, feale me there In fuch a place, fuch fumme or fummes as are Be nominated for an equall pound Of your faire flesh, to be cut off and taken In what part of your body pleafeth me. Ant. Content ifaith, Ile feale to fuch a bond, And fay there is much kindneffe in the Iew. Baff. You fhall not feale to such a bond for me, Ile rather dwell in my neceffity. An. Why feare not man, I will not forfet it, Within these two months, that's a month before This bond expires, I do expect returne Of thrice three times the value of this bond. Shy. O father Abram, what these chriftians are, A pound of mans flesh taken from a man, And for my loue, I pray you wrong me not. Ant. Yes Shylocke, I will feale vnto this bond. Shy. Then meete me forthwith at the noteries, Giue him direction for this merry bond, And I will goe and purse the ducats straight, See to my house, left in the fearefull guard Of an vnthrifty knaue; and prefently Ile be with you. Exit. Ant. Hie thee gentle Iew: the Hebrew will turne christian, he growes fo* kinde. Baff. I like not faire termes, and a villaines minde. Ant. Come on, in this there can be no difmay. My fhips come home a month before the day.. Exeunt. Enter Morochus a tawny Moore all in white, and three or foure followers accordingly, with Portia, Nerriffa, and their traine. Moroc. Miflike me not for my complexion, * fe omitted in two copies. The |