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Salar. That's certain; I, for my part, knew the tailor that made the wings the flew withal.

Salan. And Shylock, for his own part, knew the bird was fledg'd; and then it is the complexion of them all to leave the dam.

Shy. She is damn'd for it.

Salar. That's certain, if the devil may be her judge. Shy. My own flesh and blood to rebel!

Salan. Out upon it, old carrion! rebels it at these years? Shy. I fay, my daughter is my flesh and blood.

Salar. There is more difference between thy flesh and hers, than between jet and ivory; more between your bloods, than there is between red wine and rhenifh :But tell us, do you hear, whether Antonio have had any lofs at fea or no?

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Shy. There I have another bad match: a bankrupt, a prodigal, who dare scarce fhow his head on the Rialto ;— a beggar, that used to come fo finug upon the mart ;—let him look to his bond; he was wont to call me ufurer ;let him look to his bond: he was wont to lend money for a Christian courtesy ;-let him look to his bond.

Salar. Why, I am fure, if he forfeit, thou wilt not take his flesh; What's that good for?

Shy. To bait fish withal: if it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge. He hath difgraced me, and hindered me of half a million; laughed at my loffes, mocked at my gains, fcorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies; and what's his reason? I am a Jew: Hath not a Jew eyes; hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimenfions, fenfes, affections, paffions? fed with the fame food, hurt with the same weapons, fubject to the fame diseases, healed by the fame means, warmed and cooled by the fame winter and fummer, as a Christian is? if you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do

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we not laugh? if you poifon us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? revenge: If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his fufferance be by Christian example? why, revenge. The villainy, you teach me, I will execute; and it shall go hard, but I will better the inftruction.

Enter a Servant.

Serv. Gentlemen, my master Antonio is at his house, and defires to speak with you both.

Salar. We have been up and down to feek him.

Enter TUBAL.

Salan. Here comes another of the tribe; a third cannot be matched, unless the devil himself turn Jew.

[Exeunt SALAN. SALAR. and Servant. Shy. How now, Tubal, what news from Genoa? haft thou found my daughter?

Tub. I often came where I did hear of her, but cannot find her.

Shy. Why there, there, there, there! a diamond gone, coft me two thousand ducats in Frankfort! The curfe never fell upon our nation till now; I never felt it till now:-two thousand ducats in that; and other precious, precious jewels. I would, my daughter were dead at my foot, and the jewels in her ear! 'would the were hears'd at my foot, and the ducats in her coffin! No news of them? -Why, fo:-and I know not what's spent in the search: Why, thou lofs upon lofs! the thief gone with fo much,

and fo much to find the thief; and no fatisfaction, no revenge: nor no ill luck ftirring, but what lights o' my shoulders; no fighs, but o` my breathing; no tears, but o' my shedding.

Tub. Yes, other men have ill luck too; Antonio as I heard in Genoa,—

Shy. What, what, what? ill luck, ill luck?

Tub.-hath an argofy caft away, coming from Tripolis. Shy. I thank God, I thank God:-Is it true? is it true? Tub. I spoke with some of the failors that escaped the wreck.

Shy. I thank thee, good Tubal ;-Good news, good news ha ha!-Where? in Genoa?

Tub. Your daughter spent in Genoa, as I heard, one night, fourfcore ducats.

Shy. Thou ftick'st a dagger in me :—— -I fhall never fee my gold again: Fourfcore ducats at a fitting! fourscore ducats!

Tub. There came divers of Antonio's creditors in my company to Venice, that fwear he cannot choose but break.

Shy. I am very glad of it: I'll plague him; I'll torture him; I am glad of it.

Tub. One of them showed me a ring, that he had of your daughter for a monkey.

Shy. Out upon her! Thou torturest me, Tubal : it was my turquoise; I had it of Leah, when I was a bachelor. I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkies. Tub. But Antonio is certainly undone.

Shy. Nay, that's true, that's very true: Go, Tubal, fee me an officer, befpeak him a fortnight before: I will have the heart of him, if he forfeit; for were he out of Venice, I can make what merchandize I will: Go, go, Tubal, and meet me at our synagogue; go, good Tubal; at our fynagogue, Tubal.

[Exeunt.

SCENE

SCENE II.

Belmont. A Room in Portia's Houfe.

Enter BASSANIO, PORTIA, GRATIANO, NERISSA, and Attendants. The cafkets are fet out.

Por:

pray you, tarry; pause a day or two,
Before you hazard; for, in choosing wrong,
I lose your company; therefore, forbear a while:
There's fomething tells me, (but it is not love,)
I would not lose you; and you know yourself,
Hate counfels not in fuch a quality :

But left you should not understand me well,
(And yet a maiden hath no tongue but thought,)
I would detain you here fome month or two,
Before you venture for me. I could teach you
How to choose right, but then I am forsworn;
So will I never be: fo may you miss me;
But if you do, you'll make me wish a sin,
That I had been forfworn. Befhrew your eyes,
They have o'er-look'd me, and divided me;
One half of me is yours, the other half yours,-
Mine own, I would fay; but if mine, then yours,
And fo all yours: O! these naughty times
Put bars between the owners and their rights;
And fo, though yours, not yours.—Prove it so,
Let fortune go to hell for it,-not I.

I speak too long; but 'tis to peize the time;
To eke it, and to draw it out in length,

To stay you from election.

Baff.

Let me choose;

Por.

For, as I am, I live upon the rack.

Por. Upon the rack, Bassanio? then confess What treafon there is mingled with your love.

Baff. None, but that ugly treason of mistrust, Which makes me fear the enjoying of my love : There may as well be amity and life

'Tween fnow and fire, as treason and my love.

Por. Ay, but, I fear, you speak upon the rack,
Where men enforced do fpeak any thing.
Baff. Promife me life, and I'll confefs the truth.
Por. Well then, confefs, and live.

Confefs, and love,

Bal.
Had been the very fum of my confeffion :
O happy torment, when my torturer
Doth teach me answers for deliverance!
But let me to my fortune and the caskets.

Por. Away then: I am lock'd in one of them;
If you do love me, you will find me out.—
Neriffa, and the reft, ftand all aloof.-

Let musick found, while he doth make his choice;
Then, if he lofe, he makes a fwan-like end,
Fading in mufick: that the comparison

May stand more proper, my eye fhall be the stream,
And wat❜ry death-bed for him: He may win;

And what is mufick then? then musick is
Even as the flourish when true fubjects bow
To a new-crowned monarch: fuch it is,
As are those dulcet founds in break of day,
That creep into the dreaming bridegroom's ear,
And fummon him to marriage. Now he goes,
With no less presence, but with much more love,
Than young Alcides, when he did redeem
The virgin tribute paid by howling Troy
To the fea-monster: I ftand for facrifice,
The reft aloof are the Dardanian wives,

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