Live thou, I live. With much more dismay

I view the fight, than thou that mak'st the fray.

A Song, whilst BASSANIO comments on the caskets to

himself.

Tell me, where is fancy bred,

Or in the heart, or in the head?
How begot, how nourished?
Reply, reply.

It is engender'd in the eyes,

With gazing fed; and fancy dies
In the cradle where it lies.

Let us all ring fancy's knell;

I'll begin it,-Ding, dong, bell.

All. Ding, dong, bell.

Bass. So may the outward shews be least them

selves :

The world is still deceiv'd with ornament.
In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt,
But, being season'd with a gracious voice,
Obscures the shew of evil? In religion,
What damned error, but some sober brow
Will bless it, and approve it with a text,
Hiding the grossness with fair ornament ?
There is no vice so simple, but assumes

61 much. Thus the folio and Roberts' quarto; but Heyes' quarto has much, much, and has been [and is] universally followed. The repetition is tame and prosaic. The pause required after

70

80

Live thou, I live, entirely perfects the elocutionary rhythm.

66 Reply, reply. This is a marginal direction in the originals. (R) 74 still, continually. (R)

79

approve, prove, confirm. (R)