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Enter BASSANIO, with LEONARDO, and other
Bass. You may do so; but let it be so hasted, that supper be ready at the farthest by five of the clock. See these letters deliver'd; put the liveries to making; and desire Gratiano to come anon to my lodging. [Exit a Servant.
Laun. To him, father.
Gob. God bless your worship!
Bass. Gramercy! Would'st thou aught with me? Gob. Here's my son, sir, a poor boy
Laun. Not a poor boy, sír, but the rich Jew's man; that would, sir, as my father shall specify.
Gob. He hath a great infection, sir, as one would say, to serve...
Laun. Indeed, the short and the long is, I serve the Jew, and I have a desire, as my father shall specify.
Gob. His master and he-saving your worship's reverence-are scarce cater-cousins.
Laun. To be brief, the very truth is, that the Jew having done me wrong, doth cause me-as my father being I hope an old man, shall frutify unto you
Gob. I have here a dish of doves, that I would bestow upon your worship; and my suit is...
Laun. In very brief, the suit is impertinent to myself, as your worship shall know by this honest old man; and, though I say it, though old man, yet poor man, my father.
Bass. One speak for both. What would you?
Gob. This is the very defect of the matter, sir.
Bass. I know thee well, thou hast obtain'd thy suit.
Shylock, thy master, spoke with me this day,
Laun. The old proverb is very well parted between
my master Shylock and you, sir; you have the grace of God, sir, and he hath enough.
Bass. Thou speakest it well: Go, father, with thy son. Take leave of thy old master, and inquire
My lodging out. Give him a livery.
[To his Followers. More guarded than his fellows'. See it done.
Laun. Father, in. I cannot get a service, no; I have ne'er a tongue in my head! Well; [Looking on his palm.] if any man in Italy have a fairer table, which doth offer to swear upon a book, I shall have good fortune. Go to, here's a simple line of life; here's a small trifle of wives. Alas! fifteen wives is nothing; eleven widows, and nine maids, is a simple coming-in for one man: and then, to 'scape drowning thrice; and to be in peril of my life with the edge of a feather-bed; here are simple 'scape! Well, if Fortune be a woman, she's a good wench for this gear.-Father, come; I'll take my leave of the Jew in the twinkling of an eye.
[Exeunt LAUNCELOT and old GOBBO. Bass. I pray thee, good Leonardo, think on this; These things being bought, and orderly bestow'd, Return in haste, for I do feast to-night
My best esteem'd acquaintance. Hie thee, go. Leon. My best endeavours shall be done herein. Enter GRATIANO.
Gra. Where is your master?
Yonder, sir, he walks. [Exit LEONARDO.
You have obtain❜d it.
Gra. You must not deny me; I must go with you to Belmont.
Bass. Why, then you must. But hear thee, Gra
Thou art too wild, too rude, and bold of voice;
But where thou art not known, why, there they show
To allay with some cold drops of modesty
Thy skipping spirit; lest, through thy wild behaviour I be misconster'd in the place I go to,
And lose my hopes.
Signior Bassanio, hear me.
Talk with respect, and swear but now and then,
Like one well studied in a sad ostent
To please his grandam, never trust me more.
Gra. Nay, but I bar to-night; you shall not gage me By what we do to-night.
No, that were pity;
I would entreat you rather to put on
Your boldest suit of mirth, for we have friends
Gra. And I must to Lorenzo, and the rest;
SCENE III. The same.
A Room in Shylock's
Enter JESSICA and LAUNCELOT.
AM sorry, thou wilt leave my father so;
And, Launcelot, soon at supper shalt thou see
And so farewell; I would not have my father
Laun. Adieu! tears exhibit my tongue. beautiful pagan, most sweet Jew! If a Christian did not play the knave, and get thee, I am much deceived. But adieu! these foolish drops do somewhat drown my manly spirit; adieu!
Jess. Farewell, good Launcelot.-
If thou keep promise, I shall end this strife;
SCENE IV. The same. A Street.
Enter GRATIANO, Lorenzo, Salarino, and
NAY, we will slink away in supper-time;
Disguise us at my lodging, and return'
All in an hour.
Gra. We have not made good preparation. Salar. We have not spoke us yet of torch-bearers. Salan. 'Tis vile, unless it may be quaintly order'd; And better, in my mind, not undertook.
Lor. 'Tis now but four o'clock; we have two hours To furnish us.
Enter LAUNCELOT, with a Letter.
Friend Launcelot, what's the news? Laun. An it shall please you to break up this, it shall seem to signify.
Lor. I know the hand. In faith, 'tis a fair hand;
And whiter than the paper it writ on
Laun. By your leave, sir.
Love-news, in faith.
Lor. Whither goest thou?'
Laun. Marry, sir, to bid my old master the Jew to sup to-night with my new master the Christian. Lor. Hold here, take this. Tell gentle Jessica, I will not fail her. Speak it privately; go.Gentlemen, [Exit LAUNCELOT. Will you prepare you for this masque to-night? I am provided of a torch-bearer.
Salar. Ay, marry, I'll be gone about it straight. Salan. And so will I.
Meet me, and Gratiano,
At Gratiano's lodging some hour hence.
[Exeunt SALAR. and SALAN.
Gra. Was not that letter from fair Jessica?
Lor. I must needs tell thee all. She hath directed,
If e'er the Jew her father come to heaven,
SCENE V. The same. Before Shylock's House.
Enter SHYLOCK and LAUNCELOT.
W The difference of old Shylock and Bassanic.
ELL, thou shalt see, thy eyes shall be thy judge,
What, Jessica!-thou shalt not gormandize,