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Enter TU BAL. Salan. Here comes another of the tribe ; a third cannot be match'd, unless the devil himself turn Jew.

(Exeunt Salan. Salur. and Servant. Shy. How now, Tubal, what news from Geuoa? Hast thou found my daughter?

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

Shy. Why 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. would, my daughter were dead at my foot, and the jewels in her ear! 'wonld 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 10 satisfaction, no revenge : mor 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? Ili luck, ill luck?

Tub. – hath an argosy cast away, corning from Tripolis.

Shy. I thank God, I thank God :-Is it true? Is it truet

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'IL torture him; I am glad of it.

Tub. One of them shew'd me a ring, that he had of your daughter for a monkey.

Shy. Out upon her! Thou iorturest me Tubal: it was my turquoise; I had it of Leah, when I was TOL. II.


a bachelor: I would not have given it for a wil. derness of monkies.

Tub. But Antonio is certainly undone.

Shy. Nay, that's true, that's very true : go, Tubal, fee me an officer, hespeak him a fortnight be. foré : I will have the heart of him, if he forfeit; for were he out of Venice, I can make what mer. chandize 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 PORTIA's House. Enter BASSANIO, PORTIA, GRATIANO, 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 awhile : 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 mę;
But if you do, you'll make me wish a sin,
That I had been forsworn. Beshrew your eyes,
They have o'erlook'd me, and divided me;
One half of me is yours, the other half yours,
Mine own, I would say ; but if mine, then yours,
And so all yours : 0! these naughty times
Put bars between the owners and their rights:
And so, though yours, not yours.--Prove it so,
Let fortune go to hell for it,--not I.
I speak too long ; but 'tis to peize the time :
To eke it, and to draw it out in length,
To stay you from election.

Bass. Let me choose;
For, as I am, I live upon the rack.

Por. Upon the rack, Bassanio ? Then confess
What treason there is mingled with your love.

Bass. None, but that ugly treason of mistrust,
Which makes me fear the enjoying of my love:
There may as well be amity and life
'Tween snow and fire, as treason and my love.

Por. Ay, but, I fear, you speak upon the rack,
Where men enforced do speak any thing.

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Bass. Promise me life, and I'll confess the

Por. Well then, confess, and live.

Bass. Confess, and love,
Had been the very sum of my confession :
O happy torment, when my torturer
Doth teach me answers for deliverance!
But let me to my fortune and the caskets.

Por. Away then: I am lock'd in one of them ;
If you do love me, you will find me out.-
Nerissa, and the rest, stand all aloof.-
Let music sound, while he doth make his choice ;
Then, if he lose, he makes a swan-like end,
Fading in music : that the comparison
May stand more proper, my eye shall be the stream,
And wat'ry death-bed for him: he may win;
And what is music then ? Then music is
Even as the flourish when true subjects bow
To a new-crown's monarch: such it is,
As are those dulcet sounds in break of day,
That creep into the dreaming bridegroom's ear,
And summon him to marriage. Now he goes,
With no less presence, but with much more love,
Than young Alcides, when he did redeem
The virgin tribute paid by howling Troy
To the sea-monster: I stand for sacrifice,
The rest aloof are the Dardanian wives,
With bleared visages, come forth to view
The issue of the exploit. Go, Hercules !
Live thou, I live: with much much more dis.

may I view the fight, than thou that mak'st the fray. Music, whilst Bassanio comments on the Caskets to


1 Tell me, where is fancy* bred,

Or in the heart, or in the head ?

How begot, how nourished ? Reply.

2 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 shows be least then

selves ; The world is still deceived with ornament. In law what plea so tainted and corrupt, But being season'd with a gracious * voice, Obscures the show of evil? Iu 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 Some mark of virtue on his outward parts. How many cowards, whose hearts are all as false As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars; Who, inward search'd, have livers white as milk ! And these assume but valour's excrement, To render them redoubted. Look on beauty, And you shall see 'tis purchased by the weight; Which therein works a miracle in nature, Making them lightest that wear most of it: So are those crisped + snaky golden locks, Which make such wanton gambols with the wind, Upon supposed fairness, often known To be the dowry of a second head, The scull that bred them, in the sepulchre. Thus ornament is but the guiled I shore To a most dangerous sea ; the beauteous scarf Veiling an Indian beauty ; in a word, The seeming truth which cunning times put on To entrap the wisest. Therefore thou gaudy gold, Hard food for Midas, I will none of thee : Nor none of thee, thou pale and common drudge Tween man and 'man : but thou, thou meager lead, Which rather threatnest, than dost promise aught, Thy plainness moves me more than eloquence, And here choose 1; Joy be the consequence !

Por. How all the other passions feet to air, As doubtful thoughts, and rash-embraced despair, And shuddering fear and green-eyed jealousy. O love, be moderate, allay thy ecstasy, In measure rain thy joy, scant this excess; I feel too much thy blessing, make it less, For fear I surfeit! Bass. What find I here?

[Opening the leaden Casket. Fair Portia's counterfeits What demi-gad • Winning favour,

+ Curled. | Treacherous,

Likeness, portrait.

Hath come so near creation ? Move these eyes ? A
Or whether, riding on the balls of mine,
Seem they in inotion? Here are sever'd lips,
Parted with sugar breath ; so sweet a bar
Should sunder such sweet friends : here in her

The painter plays the spider; and hath woven
A golden mesh to entrap the hearts of men,
Paster than gnals in cobwebs : but her eyes.-
How could he see to do them ? Having made one,
Methinks, it should have power to steal both his,
And leave itself unfurnish'd: yet look, how far
The substance of my praise doth wrong this shadow
In underprizing it, so far this shadow
Doth limp behind the substance. Here's the

The continent and summary of my fortune.

You that choose not by the view,
Chance as fair and choose as true !
Since this fortune falls to you,
Be content, and seek no new.
If you be well pleased with this.
And hold your fortune for your bliss,
Turn you where your lady is,

And claim her with a loving kiss.
A gentle scroll ;-Fair lady, by your leave;

(Kissing ker.
I come by note to give and to receive.
Like one of two contending in a prize,
That thinks he hath done well in people's eyes,
Hearing applause, and universal shout,
Giddy in spirit, still gazing, in a doubt
Whether those peals of praise be his or no;
So, thrice fair lady, stand I even so:
As doubtful whether what I see be true,
Until confirm’d, sign'd, ratified by you.

Por. You see me lord Bassanio, where I stand, Such as I am: though, for myself alone, I would not be ambitious in my wish, To wish myself much better; yet, for you, I would be trebled twenty times myself; A thousand times more fair, ten thousand times More rich; That only to stand high on your account, I might in virtaes, beauties, livings, friends, Exceed count: but the full sum of me Is sum of something; which, to term in gross, Is an unlesson'd girl, unschool’d, unpractised : Happy in this, she is not yet so old

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