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Slubber not? business for my sake, Bassanio,
Salan. I think, he only loves the world for him.
Do we so. Exeunt.
Enter Nerissa, with a Servant.
Slubber not -] To slubber is to do any thing carelessly, imperfectly. s And even there, his eye being big with tears,
Turning his face, he put his hand behind him, &c.] So curious an observer of nature was our author, and so minutely had he traced the operation of the passions, that many passages of his works might furnish hints to painters. It is indeed surprizing that they do not study his plays with this view. In the passage before us, we have the outline of a beautiful picture. MALONE.
embraced heaviness -] The heaviness which he indulges, and is fond of.
Flourish of Cornets. Enter the Prince of Arragon,
Portia, and their Trains.
Ar. I am enjoin'd by oath to observe three things:
Por. To these injunctions every one doth swear, That comes to hazard for my worthless self.
Ar. And so have I address'd me:5 Fortune now To my heart's hope !–Gold, silver, and base lead. H'ho 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 By 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 mart
road of n desire,
Builds in the weather on the outward wall,
And so have I address'd me:) To address is to prepare. 6 — in the force ) i. e. the power.
- jump-] i. e. agree with.
Why, then to thee, thou silver treasure-house;
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.
8 How much low peasantry would then be glean'd
From the true seed of honour?] The meaning is, How much meanness would be found among the great, and how much greatness among the mean.
What is here?
The fire seven times tried this;
Still more fool I shall appear
[Exeunt Arragon, and Train.
Ner. The ancient saying is no heresy;Hanging and wiving goes by destiny.
Por. Come, draw the curtain, Nerissa.
Enter a Servant.
Here; what would my lord?
To wit, besides commends, and courteous breath,
Por. No more, I pray thee; I am half afeard,
SCENE I. Venice. A Street.
Enter SalAnio and SalariNO.
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 carcases 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'd 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 high-way 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.