to sechs, at chøte Goudziens me from these two.

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Ner. If he should offer to choold and choose the right Cafket, you should refuse to performe your fathers willyif you shold refufe to accept him.

For. Therfore for feare of the worst, I prethee it a deep glase

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of Reynish Wine on the contrary Casket, for if the diuell bee within,and that temptation without, I know he will choofe it. I will do any thing Neriffa,ere ile be married to a fpunge.

Ner. You need not feare Lady, the hauing any of thefe Lords, they haue acquainted me with their determinations, which is indeed to returne to their home, and to trouble you with no more fute, vnleffe you may be won by fome orher fort then your fathers impofition,depending on the Caskets.

Por.If Iliue to be as olde as Sibilla,I will die as chafte as Diana, vnleffe I bee obtained by the manner of my fathers will: Z am glad this parcell of wooers are fo reasonable,for there is not one among them but / dote on his very abfence; & Ipray God grant them a faire departure.

Ner.Do you not remember Lady in your fathers time, avenetian Scholler and a Souldior that came hither in company of the Marqueffe of Mountferrat?

Portia. Yes, yes,it was Baffanio, as I thinke he was fo call'd. Ner. True Maddam, he of all the men that euer my foolis eyes lookt vpon, was the beft deferuing a faire Lady.

Por. I remember him well, and I remember him worthy of thy praise. How now, what newes?

Enter a feruingman.

Ser.The foure ftrangers feeke for you Madame, to take their leaue; and there is a fore-runner come from a fift, the Prince of Moroco, who brings word the Prince his Mafter will be heere to night.

Por.If I could bid the fift welcome, with fo good a heart as I can bid the other foure farwell, fhould be glad of his approch: if he haue the condition of a Saint, and the complection of a di uell, had rather he fhould fhriue me then wiue me.Come Ner-. riffa,firra go before: whiles we shut the gates vpon one wooer, another knocks at the doore.

Exeunt..

Enter Bassanio,with Shylocke the lew.
sby.Three thousand ducats, well.
Baff. I fir, for three months.

B. 2

Sby.

The Comical History of the Merchant of Venice.

Enter Ambonia, Salaryno, and Salanio.

Nthonie. Infooth I know not why I am so fad,
Ir wearies me,you fay it wearies you;
But how I caught it,found it, or came by it,
What ftuffe tis made off, whereof it is borne,
I am to learne: & fuch a want-wit fadnes makes

of me,
That I haue much adoe to know my felfe.

Salarino. Your minde is toffing on the Ocean,
There where your Argofies with portly fayle,
Like Signiors and rich Burgars on the flood,
Or as it were the Pageants of the fea,
Doe ouer-peere the petty traffiquers
That curfie to them,do them reuerence
As they flie by them with their wouen wings.
Salanio, Beleeue me fir, had I such venture foorth,
The better part of my affections would
Be with my hopes abroad, I should be still
Plucking the graffe,to know where fits the winde,
Piering in Maps, for Ports, for Peeres and Rodes;
And every obiect that might make me feare.
Misfortune to my ventures,out of doubt
Would make me fad.

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Salar.

Saar. My winde cooling my broth,
Would blow me to an Ague, when I thought
What harme a winde too great at fea, might do.
Ifhould not fee the fandy howre-glaffe runne,
But I fhould thinké of shallowes, and of flats,
And fee my wealthy Andrew dockes in fand,
Veyling her high top lower then her ribs,
Tokiffe her buriall. Should I goto Clunch,
And fee the holy edifice of stone,
And not bethinke me Araight of dangerous rockes,
Which touching but my gentle veffels fide,
Would scatter all the spices on the ftreaine,
Enrobe the roaring waters with my filkes ;
And in a word, but euen now worth this,
And now worth nothing? Shall I haue the though
To thinke on this, and fhall I lacke the thought,
That fuch a thing be-chanc'd would make me fad ✯
But tell not me, I know Anthonia

Is fad to thinke vpon his merchandize.

Anth, Beleeue me no: I thanke my fortune forit,
My ventures are not in one bottome trusted,
Nor to one place; nor is my whole eftate
Vponthe fortune of this prefent yeare:
Therefore my merchandize makes me not fad.
Salar. Then y'are in loue,

Anth. Fie,fic.

Stler. Not in loue neither? Then let vs fay you are fad,
Because you are not merry: and 'twere as cafe
For you to laugh and leape, and say you are merry,
Because you are not fad. Now by two-headed Jan,
Nature hath fram'd strange fellowes in her times
Some that will euctmore peepe through their cies,
And laugh like Parrats at a bag-piper.
And other of fuch vinegar afpect,
That they'l not fhew their teeth in way of fmile,
Though Neftor fweare the jeft be laughable.

Enter