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So keen and greedy to confound a man :
[Retires back. Por. (c.) Is it your dear friend that is thus in trouble?
Bass. The dearest friend to me, the kindest man,
Por. What sum owes he the Jew?
Por. What, no more?
Bass. [Reads.] “ Sweet Bassanio, my ships have all miscarried, my creditors grow cruel, my estate is very low, my bond to the Jew is forfeit ; and since, in paying it, it is impossible I should live, all debts are cleared between you and me. If I might but see you at my death; notwithstanding, use your pleasure, if your love do not persuade you to come, let not my letter.”
Por. O love, despatch all business, and be gone.
I will make haste; but, 'till I come again,
(Exeunt, R. SCENE III.-A Street in Venice.
Enter SHYLOCK, ANTONIO, SALARINO, and the Gaoler, l.
Shy. (c.) Gaoler, look to him ;--tell not me of mercy;
Ant. (c.) Hear me yet, good Shylock.
Ant. I pray thee, hear me speak.
Sal. (L. C.) It is the most impenetrable cur
Ant. Let him alone;
Sal. I am sure, the duke
Ant. The duke cannot deny the course of law,
SCENE IV.- Portiu's House at Belmont.
Por. (c.) I never did repent me doing good,
Lor. Madam, with all my heart;
Por. My people do already know my mind,
Lor. Fair thoughts and happy hours attend on you.
Por. I thank you for your wish, and am well pleas'd To wish it back on you : fare you well, Jessica.-
[Exeunt Jessica and Lorenzo, l. (R. c.) Now, Balthazar, [Balthazar advances, R. Às I have found thee honest, true, So let me find thee still: take this same letter, And use thou all the endeavour of a man In speed to Padua : see thou render this
Irto my cousin's hand, Doctor Bellario :
Bul. Madam, I go with all convenient speed. [Exit R.
Ner. Shall they see us ?
Por. They shall, Nerissa ; But come, I'll tell thee all my whole device When I am in my coach, which stays for us At the park gate : and therefore haste away, For we must measure twenty miles to-day. (Exeunt, L.
SCENE V,The Garden at Belmont.
Enter Jessica and LAUNCELOT, L. Laun. (L. c.) Yes, truly: for look you, the sins of the father are to be laid upon the children; therefore, I pro
I fear you. I was always plain with you, and so now I speak my agitation of the matter :—therefore be of good cheer; for, truly, I think you are damned. There is but one hope in it that can do you any good; and that is but a kind of bastard hope, neither.
Jes. (c.) And what hope is that, I pray thee?
Laun. Marry, you may partly hope that your father got you not, that you are not the Jew's daughter.
Jes. That were a kind of bastard hope, indeed ; so the sins of my mother should be visited upon me.
Laun. Truly then, I fear you are damn'd both by father and mother : thus when I shun Scylla, your father, I fall into Charybdis, your mother: well, you are gone both ways.
Jes. I shall be saved by my husband; he hath made me a Christian.
Laun. Truly, the more to blame he: we were Christians enough before : e'en as many as could well live one by another. This making of Christians will raise the price of hogs ; if we grow all to be pork-eaters, we shall not shortly have a rasher on the coals for money
Jes. (R.) I'll tell my husband, Launcelot, what you say; here he comes.
Enter LORENZO, R. Lor. I shall grow jealous of you shortly, Launcelot, if you thus get my wife into corners.
Jes. Nay, you need not fear us, Lorenzo; Launcelot and I are out: he tells me flatly, there is no mercy for me in heaven, because I am a Jew's daughter.
Lor. (c.) Go in, sirrah; bid them prepare for dinner. Laun. (R. C.) That is done, sir; they have all stomachs.
Lor. Goodly lord, what a wit-snapper are you ! then bid them preparc dinner.
Laun. That is done too, sir; only cover is the word.
Lor. Yet more quarrelling with occasion! wilt thou show the whole wealth of thy wit in an instant ? I pray thee, understand a plain man in his plain meaning; go to thy fellows; bid them cover the table, serve in the meat, and we will come in to dinner.
Laun. (R.) For the table, sir, shall be served in; for the meat, sir, it shall be covered ; for your coming in to dinner, sir, why let it be as humours and conceits
[Exit. R. Lor. O dear discretion, how his words are suited ! The fool hath planted in his memory An army of good words : and I do know A many fools, that stand in better place, Garnish'd like him, that for a tricksy word Defy the matter. How cheer'st thou, Jessica ? And now, good sweet, say thy opinion, How dost thou like the lord Bassanio's wife?
Jes. Past all expressing.
Lor. Even such a husband
Jes. Nay, but ask my opinion too of that.
DU'ET.-LORENZO and JESSICA.
You waste your idle hours, fond youth ;
That out of sight were out of mind.
Affect no coy nor jealous fear;