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Justice! the law ! my ducats and my daughter !
A sealed bag, twò sealed bags of ducats,
Of double ducats stol'n from me by iny daughter !
And jewels; two stones, two rich and precious

Stol'n by my daughter !Justice! Find the girl!
She hath the stones upon her, and the ducats!

Salar. Why, all the boys in Venice follow him, Crying-his stones, his daughter, and his ducats.

Šalan. Let good Antonio look he keep his day, Or he shall pay for this.

Salar. Marry, well remember'd : I reason'd with a enchman yesterday; Who told me,-in the narrow seas, that part The French and English, there miscarried A vessel of our country, richly fraught : I thought upon Antonio, when he told me; And wish'd in silence that it were not his. Salan. You were best to tell Antonio, what you

hear; Yet do not suddenly, for it may grieve him.

Satar. A kinder gentleman treads not the earth. I saw Bassanio and Antonio part: Bassanio told him, he would make some speed of his return; he answer'd-Do not so, Slubber not business for my sake, Bassanio, But stay the very riping of the time ; And for the Jew's bond which he hath of me, Let it not enter in your mind of love : Be merry; and employ your chiefest thoughts 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 heaviness With some delight or other. Salar. Do we so.

[Exeunt. SCENE IX.-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,

PORTLA, 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 tail 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 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 inen 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 martlet, Builds in the weather on the outward wall, Even in the force and road of casualty. I will not choose what many men desire, Because I will not jump with common spirits, And rank me with the barbarous multitudes. Why, then to thee, thou silver treasure-house; 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 Prom the true seed of honour ? And how much ho. 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

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 ;
Some have but a shadow's bliss :
There be fools alive, I wis,
Silver'd o'er; 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 do bear my wroth.

[Exeunt Arragon and Train.
Por. Thus hath the candle singed the moth.
O these deliberate fools! When do they 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.

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 ambassador of love:
A day in April never came so sweet,
To shew 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 will 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 !

(Exeunt. 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 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,-0 that I had a title good enough to keep his name company!

Salar. Come, the full stop.

Salan. Ha,-what say'st thou ?-Why the end is, he hast 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 : 1, for my part, knew the tailor that made the wings she flew withal.

Salan. And Shylock, for his own part, knew the

bird was fedged ; and then it is the complexion of them all to leave the dam.

Shy. She's 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 had match: a bank. rupt, a prodigal, who dare scarce shew his head on the Rialto ;-a beggar, that used to come so smug upon the mart ;-let him look to his bond : 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 hinderd me of haif a million; laugh'd at my losses, mock'd at my gains, scorn'd 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, seuses, affections, passions ? Fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warm’d and cool'd 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 villainy, you teach me, I will execute ; and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.

Enter C 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.

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