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To courtship, and such fair ostents* of love
As shall conveniently become you there :
And even there, his eye being big with tears,
Turning his face, he put his hand behind him,
And with affection wondrous sensible,
He wrung Bassanio's hand, and so they parted.

Salan. I think, he only loves the world for him.
I pray thee, let us go, and find him out,
And quicken his embraced heavinesst
With some delight or other.
Salar. Do we so.

[Exeunt. SCENE VIII.-Belmont. A Room in PORTIA's House.

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.
Flourish of Cornets. Enter the PRINCE OF ARRAGON, PORTIA,

and their Trains.
Por. Behold, there stand the caskets, noble prince:
If you choose that wherein I am contain'd,
Straight shall our nuptial rites be solemnized ;
But if you fail, without more speech, my lord,
You must be gone from hence immediately.

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
Of the right casket, never in my life
To woo a maid in way of marriage; lastly,
If I do fail in fortune of my choice.
Immediately to leave you and be gone.

Por. To these injunctions every one doth swear,
That comes to hazard for my worthless self.

Ar. And so have I address'd I me: Fortune now
To my heart's hope !-Gold, silver, and base lead.
Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all he hath :
You shall look fairer, ere I give, or hazard.
What says the golden chest? ha ! let me see:
Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men desire.
What many men desire.-That many may be meant
Of the fool multitude, that choose by show,
Not learning more than the fond eye doth teach;
Which pries not to the interior, but, like the martlet,
Builds in the weather on the outward wall,
Even in the forces and road of casualty.
I will not choose what many men desire,
Beause I will not jump with common spirits,
And rank me with the barbarous multitudes.
Why, then to thee, thou silver treasure-house;

* Shows.
# Prepared.

+ The heaviness he cultivates.
$ Power.

Tell me once more what title thou dost bear:
Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he deserves,
And well said too: For who shall go about
To cozen fortune, and be honourable
Without the stamp of merit! Let none presume
To wear an undeserved dignity.
0, that estates, degrees, and offices,
Were not derived corruptly! and that clear honour
Were purchased by the merit of the wearer!
How many then should cover. that stand bare ?
How many be commanded, that command ?
How much low peasantry would then be glean'd
From the true seed of honour ? and how much honour
Pick'd from the chaff and ruin of the times,
To be new varnish'd ? Well, but to my choice:
Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he deserves.
I will assume desert;-Give me a key for this,
And instantly unlock my fortunes here.

Por. Too long a pause for that which you find there.

Ar. What's here? the portrait of a blinking idiot,
Presenting me a schedule? I will read it.
How much unlike art thou to Portia !
How much unlike my hopes, and my deservings!
Who chooseth me, shall have as much as he deserves.
Did I deserve no more than a fool's head ?
Is that my prize? are my deserts no better?

Por. To offend, and judge, are distinct offices,
And of opposed natures.
Ar. What is here?

The fire seven times tried this;
Seven times tried that judgment is,
That did never choose amiss :
Some there be, that shadows kiss ;
Such have but a shadow's bliss :
There be fools alive, I wis,*
Silver'd öer; and so was this.
Take what wife you will to bed,
I will ever be your head :
So begone, Sir, you are sped.
Still more fool I shall appear
By the time I linger here:
With one fool's head I came to woo,
But I go away with two.
Sweet, adieu ! I'll keep my oath,
Patiently to bear my wroth.

[Exeunt ARRAGON and Train,
Por. Thus hath the candle sing'd the moth.
O these deliberate fools! when they do choose
They have the wisdom by their wit to lose.

Ner. The ancient saying is no heresy ;-
Hanging and wiving goes by destiny.
Por. Come, draw the curtain, Nerissa.

* Know.

Enter a SERVANT.
Serv. Where is my lady?
Por. Here; what would my lord ?

Serv. Madam, there is alighted at your gate
A young Venetian, one that comes before
To signify the approaching of his lord :
From whom he bringeth sensible regreets :*
To wit, besides commends, and courteous breath,
Gifts of rich value; yet I have not seen
So likely an embassador of love :
A day in April never came so sweet,
To show how costly summer was at hand.
As this fore-spurrer comes before his lord.

Por. No more, I pray thee; I am half afeard,
Thou wilt say anon, he is some kin to thee,
Thou spend'st such high-day wit in praising him.-
Come, come, Nerissa : for I long to see
Quick Cupid's post, that comes so mannerly.

Ner. Bassanio, lord Love, if thy will it be !

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ACT III.
SCENE I.Venice. A Street.

Enter SALANIO and SALARINO.
Salan. Now, what news on the Rialto ?

Salar. Why, yet it lives there uncheck’d, that Antonio hath a ship of rich lading wreck’d on the narrow seas; the Goodwins, I think they call the place; a very dangerous flat, and fatal, where the carcasses of many a tall ship lie buried, as they say, if my gossip report be an honest woman of her word.

Salan. I would she were as lying a gossip in that, as ever knapp'dt ginger, or made her neighbours believe she'wept for the death of a third husband: But it is true,—without any slips of prolixity, or crossing the plain highway of talk,-that the good Antonio, the honest Antonio, - that I had a title good enough to keep his name company !

Salar. Come, the full stop.

Salan. Hay-what say'st thou ?-Why, the end is, he hath lost a ship.

Salar. I would it might prove the end of his losses !

Salan. Let me say amen betimes, lest the devil cross my prayer; for here he comes in the likeness of a Jew.

Enter SHYLOCK.
How now, Shylock ? what news among the merchants ?

Shy. You knew, none so well, none so well as you, of my daughter's flight.

Salar. That's certain; I, for my part, knew the tailor that made the wings she flew withal. Salan. And Shylock, for his own part, knew the bird was * Salutations.

+ Munched.

fledged; 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 say, 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 Rhenish :-But tell us, do you hear whether Antonio have had any loss at sea or no ?

Shy. There I have another bad match: a bankrupt, a prodigal, who dare scarce show his head on the Rialto ;-a beggar, that

he was wont to call me usurer ;- 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 sure, 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 disgraced me, and hindered me of half a million ; laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned 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, dimensions, senses, affections, passions ? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh ? If you poison 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 sufferance be by Christian example ? why, revenge. The villany you teach me, I will execute; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.

Enter a SERVANT. Serv. Gentlemen, my master Antonio is at his house, and desires to speak with you both. Salar. We have been up and down to seek 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 ? hast thou

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

Shy. Why there, there, there, there! a diamond gone, cost me two thousand ducats in Frankfort! The curse 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 she were hearsed at my foot, and the ducats in her coffin ! No news of them ?-Why, so:—and I know not what's spent in the search. Why, thou loss upon loss! the thief gone with so much, and so much to find the thief; and no satisfaction, no revenge: nor no ill luck stirring, but what lights o' my shoulders; no sighs, 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 argosy cast away, coming from Tripolis.
Shy. I thank God, I thank God Is it true? is it true ?
Tub. I spoke with some of the sailors 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, fourscore ducats.

Shy. Thou stick’st a dagger in me:- I shall never see 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 torquoise ;* 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, 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, go, Tubal, and meet me at our synagogue; go, good Tubal; at our synagogue, Tubal. [Exeunt.

SCENE II.-Belmont. A Room in PORTIAs House. Enter BASSANIO, PORTIA, GRÁTIANO, NERISSA, and Attendants.

The caskets are set out.
Por. I 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 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;

* A precious stone.

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