Who chuseth me, must give and hazard all he hath.- A golden mind stoops not to shows of dross; 470 As much as I deserve! Why, that's the lady: 480 But more than these, in love I do deserve. What if I stray'd no further, but chose here?→→→ 490 Το To stop the foreign spirits; but they come, As o'er a brook, to see fair Portia. One of these three contains her heavenly picture. 500 Was set in worse than gold. They have in England But here an angel in a golden bed Lies all within.-Deliver me the key; Here do I chuse, and thrive I as I may! Por. There, take it, prince, and if my form lie there, Then I am yours. 510 [Unlocking the gold Casket. Mor. O hell! what have we here? A carrion death, within whose empty eye There is a written scroll? I'll read the writing. All that glisters is not gold; Had you been as wise as bold, 520 Mar. Mor. Cold, indeed; and labour lost : Then, farewel, heat, and welcome, frost. Portia, adieu! I have too griev'd a heart To take a tedious leave: thus losers part. [Exit. Por. A gentle riddance: - - Draw the curtains, go: Let all of his complexion chuse me so. [Exeunt. SCENE VIII. Venice. Enter SALARINO and SALANIO. Sal. Why man, I saw Bassanio under sail; 530 With him is Gratiano gone along; And in their ship, I am sure, Lorenzo is not. Sala. The villain Jew with outcries rais'd the duke; Who went with him to search Bassanio's ship. Fij 540 A sealed A sealed bag, two sealed bags of ducats, Of double ducats, stol'n from me by my daughter! Sal. Why, all the boys in Venice follow him, Crying, his stones, his daughter, and his ducats. Sala. Let good Anthonio look he keep his day, Or he shall pay for this. Sal. Marry, well remember'd: I reason'd with a Frenchman yesterday; 550 560 I thought upon Anthonio, when he told me ; And wish'd in silence, that it were not his. Sala. You were best to tell Anthonio what you hear; Yet do not suddenly, for it may grieve him. Sal. A kinder gentleman treads not the earth. Bassanio told him, he would make some speed 570 And for the Jew's bond, which he hath of me, Be merry; and employ your chiefest thoughts And And even there, his eye being big with tears, He wrung Bassanio's hand, and so they parted. Sal. Do we so. 581 [Exeunt. SCENE IX. Belmont. Enter NERISSA, with a Servant. Ner. Quick, quick, I pray thee, draw the curtain straight; The prince of Arragon hath ta'en his oath, And comes to his election presently. Enter Arragon, his Train; PORTIA, with hers. Flourish of Cornets. Por. Behold, there stand the caskets, noble prince : If you chuse that wherein I am contain❜d, ; 590 Straight shall our nuptial rites be solemniz'd Ar. I am enjoin'd by oath to observe three things: First, never to unfold to any one Which casket 'twas I chose; next, if I fail |