my gold again: fourscore ducats at a sitting! fourscore ducats! Tub. There came divers of Antonio's creditors in my company to Venice, that swear 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 monkeys. Tub. But Antonio is certainly undone. Shy. Nay, that's true, that's very true. Go, Tubal, fee me an officer; bespeak him a fortnight before. I will have the heart of him, if he forfeit; for, were he out of Venice, I can make what merchandise I will. Go, Tubal, and meet me at our synagogue; go, good Tubal; at our synagogue, Tubal. [Exeunt. SCENE II. Belmont. A room in PORTIA's house. Enter BASSANIO, PORTIA, GRATIANO, NERISSA, and Attendants. Por. I pray you, tarry: pause a day or two Before you hazard; for, in choosing wrong, I lose your company: therefore, forbear awhile. There's something tells me (but it is not love) I would not lose you; and you know yourself, Hate counsels not in such a quality. But lest you should not understand me well (And yet a maiden hath no tongue but thought), I would detain you here some 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 so may you miss me; But if you do, you'll make me wish a sin, That I had been forsworn. Beshrew 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 I speak too long; but 'tis to peise (16) the time, Bass. For, as I am, I live upon the rack. Let me choose; Por. Upon the rack, Bassanio! then confess What treason there is mingled with your love. Bass. 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 snow and fire, as treason and my love. Por. Ay, but I fear you speak upon the rack, Bass. Promise me life, and I'll confess the truth. Bass. Confess, and love, [Curtain drawn from before the caskets. Let music sound while he doth make his choice; Fading in music: that the comparison May stand more proper, my eye shall be the stream, And what is music then? then music is And summon him to marriage.-Now he goes, Music, and the following SONG, whilst BASSANIO comments on the caskets to himself. All. Tell me where is fancy bred, It is engender'd in the eyes, In the cradle where it lies. Let us all ring fancy's knell; I'll begin it,-Ding, dong, bell. Bass. So may the outward shows be least themselves: The world is still deceiv'd with ornament. In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, And you shall see 'tis purchas'd by the weight; To be the dowry of a second head, The skull that bred them in the sepulchre. To a most dangerous sea; the beauteous scarf Nor none of thee, thou pale and common drudge Por. How all the other passions fleet to air,— Bass. What find I here? [Opening the leaden casket. Fair Portia's counterfeit! What demi-god Hath come so near creation? Move these eyes? Or whether, riding on the balls of mine, Seem they in motion? Here are sever'd lips, Should sunder such sweet friends. Here in her hairs And leave itself unfurnish'd.(19) Yet look, how far Doth limp behind the substance.-Here's the scroll, [Reads.] "You that choose not by the view, Chance as fair, and choose as true! Since this fortune falls to you, Be content, and seek no new. If you be well pleas'd with this, And hold your fortune for your bliss, And claim her with a loving kiss.” A gentle scroll.-Fair lady, by your leave; Like one of two contending in a prize, That thinks he hath done well in people's eyes, Giddy in spirit, still gazing, in a doubt As doubtful whether what I see be true, [Kissing her. Por. You see me, Lord Bassanio, where I stand, I would not be ambitious in my wish, A thousand times more fair, ten thousand times That only to stand high in your account, |