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hear you ;
SCENE III. – Venice. A Public Place. I'll break a custom : - Is he yet possess'd 9,
How much you would ?
Ay, ay, three thousand ducats. Shy. Three thousand ducats, well,
Ant. And for three months. Bass. Ay, sir, for three months.
Shy. I had forgot, — three months, you told me so. Shy. For three months,
But Bass. For the which, as I told you, Antonio shall be bound.
Methought, you said, you neither lend nor borrow, Shy. Antonio shall become bound, — well.
Upon advantage. Bass. May you stead me? Will you pleasure me? Ant.
I do never use it. Shall I know your answer?
Shy. Three thousand ducats, — 'tis a good round Shy. Three thousand ducats, for three months, and Antonio bound.
Three months from twelve, then let me see the rate. Bass. Your answer to that.
Ant. Well, Shylock, shall we be beholden to you? Shy. Antonio is a good man.
Shy. Signior Antonio, many a time and oft, Bass. Have you heard any imputation to the con- In the Rialto you have rated me
About my monies, and my usances': Shy. Ho, no, no, no, no ; — my meaning, in say- Still have I borne it with a patient shrug; ing he is a good man, is to have you understand me, For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe : that he is sufficient: yet his means are in supposition: You call me — misbeliever, cut-throat dog, he hath an argosy bound to Tripolis, another to the And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, Indies; I understand moreover upon the Rialto, he and all for use of that which is mine own. hath a third at Mexico, a fourth for England, Well then, it now appears, you need my help: and other ventures he hath, squander'd abroad : Go to then; you come to me, and you say, But ships are but boards, sailors but men: there be Shylock, we would have monies ; You say so; land-rats, and water-rats, water-thieves, and land- You, that did void your rheum upon my beard, thieves; I mean, pirates ; and then, there is the And foot me, as you spurn a stranger cur peril of waters, winds, and rocks : The man is, not- Over your threshold; monies is your suit. withstanding, sufficient ; three thousand ducats ; What should I say to you? Should I not say, - I think I may take his bond.
Hath a dog money? is it possible, Bass. Be assured you may.
A cur can lend three thousand ducats? or Shy. I will be assured, I may; and, that I may Shall I bend low, and in a bondman's key, be assured, I will bethink me: May I speak with With 'bated breath, and whispering humbleness, Antonio ?
Say this, Bass. If it please you to dine with us.
Fair sir, you spit on me on Wednesday last ; Shy. Yes, to smell pork: I will buy with you, You spurn'd me such a day; another time sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so you calld me - dog; and for these courtesies following ; but I will not eat with you, drink with r'u lend you thus much monies. you, nor pray with you. What news on the Rialto?
Ant. I am as like to call thee so again, - Who is he comes here?
To spit on thee again, to spurn thee too.
If thou wilt lend this money, lend it not
As to thy friends ; (for when did friendship take Bass. This is signior Antonio.
A breed for barren metal of his friend ?) Shy. (Aside.] How like a fawning publican he But lend it rather to thine enemy; looks!
Who if he break, thou may'st with better face I hate him for he is a Christian :
Exact the penalty. But more, for that, in low simplicity,
Why, look you, how you storm! He lends out money gratis, and brings down I would be friends with you, and have your love, The rate of usance here with us in Venice. Forget the shames that you have staind me with, If I can catch him once upon the hip,
Supply your present wants, and take no doit
This is kind I offer.
This kindness will I show :
Your single bond; and, in a merry sport,
If you repay me not on such a day,
Express'd in the condition, let the forfeit
Be nominated for an equal pound
In what part of your body pleaseth me.
(To ANTONIO. Bass. You shall not seal to such a bond for me, Your worship was the last man in our mouths. I'll rather dwell in my necessity.
Ant. Shylock, albeit I neither lend nor borrow, Ant. Why, fear not, man: I will not forfeit it; By taking, nor by giving of excess,
Within these two months, that's a month before Yet to supply the ripe wants 8 of my friend, B Wants which admit no longer delay.
This bond expires, I do expect return
Ant. Yes, Shylock, I will seal unto this bond. Of thrice three times the value of this bond.
Shy. Then meet me forthwith at the notary's; Shy. O father Abraham, what these Christians are; Give him direction for this merry bond, Whose own hard dealings teaches them suspect And I will go and purse the ducats straight; The thoughts of others ! Pray you, tell me this ; See to my house, left in the fearful guard If he should break his day, what should I gain Of an unthrifty knave; and presently By the exaction of the forfeiture ?
I will be with you.
[Erit. A pound of man's flesh, taken from a man,
Hie thee, gentle Jew. Is not so estimable, profitable neither,
This Hebrew will turn Christian; he grows kind. As flesh of muttons, beefs, or goats. I say
Bass. I like not fair terms, and a villain's mind. To buy his favour, I extend this friendship:
Ant. Come on: in this there can be no dismay, If he will take it, so; if not, adieu ;
My ships come home a month before the day. And, for my love, I pray you, wrong me not.
SCENE I. - Belmont. A Room in Portia's Never to speak to lady afterward
In way of marriage; therefore be advis'd.
Mor. Nor will not; come, bring me unto my Flourish of Cornets. Enter the Prince of Morocco
chance. and his Train ; Portia, Nerissa, and other of her
Por. First, forward to the temple ; after dinner Attendants.
Your hazard shall be made. Mor. Mislike me not for my complexion,
Good fortune then! (Cornets. The shadow'd livery of the burnish'd sun,
To make me bless't or cursed'st among men. To whom I am a neighbour, and near bred.
[Exeunt. Bring me the fairest creature northward born,
SCENE II. - Venice. A Street.
Enter LAUNCELOT GOBBO.
Laun. Certainly my conscience will serve me to Hath feard 9 the valiant; by my love, I swear,
run from this Jew, my master : The fiend is at
mine elbow; and tempts me, saying to me, Gobbo, The best regarded virgins of our clime
Launcelot Gobbo, good Launcelot, or good Gobbo, Have lov'd it too: I would not change this hue, Except to steal your thoughts, my gentle queen.
or good Launcelut Gobbo, use your legs, take the Por. In terms of choice I am not solely led
start, run away: My conscience says,
- no; take
heed, honest Launcelot ; take heed, honest Gobbo ; By nice direction of a maiden's eyes :
or, as aforesaid, honest Launcelot Gobbo; do not Besides, the lottery of my destiny Bars me the right of voluntary choosing:
run; scorn running with thy heels : Well, the most But, if my father had not scanted me,
courageous fiend bids me pack; via ! says the
fiend; away! says the fiend; rouse up a brave And hedg'd me by his wit, to yield myself
mind, says the fiend, and run. Well, my conscience, His wife, who wins me by that means I told you, Yourself, renowned prince, then stood as fair,
hanging about the neck of my heart, says very
wisely to me, — my honest friend Launcelot, being As any comer I have look'd on yet.
an honest man's son, budge not; budge, says the For my affection. Mor. Even for that I thank you;
fiend; budge not, says my conscience : Conscience, Therefore, I pray you, lead me to the caskets,
say I, you counsel well; fiend, say I, you counsel
well: to be ruled by my conscience, I should stay To try my fortune. By this scimitar,
with the Jew my master, who is a kind of devil; That slew the Sophy, and a Persian prince,
and, to run away from the Jew, I should be ruled That won three fields of sultan Solyman,
by the fiend, who, saving your reverence, is the I would out-stare the sternest eyes that look,
devil himself : Certainly, the Jew is the very devil Out-brave the heart most daring on the earth,
incarnation; and, in my conscience, my conscience Pluck the young sucking cubs from the she bear,
is but a kind of hard conscience, to offer to counsel Yea, mock the lion when he roars for prey,
me to stay with the Jew: The fiend gives the more To win thee, lady: But, alas the while !
friendly counsel : I will run, fiend; my heels are If Hercules, and Lichas, play at dice Which is the better man, the greater throw
at your commandment, I will run. May turn by fortune from the weaker hand :
Enter old GOBBO, with a Basket. So is Alcides beaten by his page ;
Gub. Master, young man, you, I pray you; And so may I, blind fortune leading me,
which is the way to master Jew's ? Miss that which one unworthier may attain, And die with grieving.
Laun. [Aside.] O heavens, this is my true-bePor. You must take your chance ; high-gravel blind, knows me not: – I will try con
gotten father! who, being more than sand-blind, And either not attempt to choose at all,
clusions with him. Or swear, before you choose,-if you choose wrong,
Gob. Master, young gentleman, I pray you, 2 Allusion to the Eastern custom for lovers to testify their which is the way to master Jew's ? passion by cutting themselves in their mistresses' sight 3 Terrified.
Laun. Turn up on your right hand, at the next.| nio, who, indeed, gives rare new liveries; if I turning, but, at the next turning of all, on your serve not him, I will run as far as there is any left; marry, at the very next turning, turn of no ground. — O rare fortune! here comes the man ;hand, but turn down indirectly to the Jew's house. to him, father; for I am a Jew, if I serve the Jew
Gob. 'Twill be a hard way to hit. Can you tell any longer. me whether one Launcelot, that dwells with him, dwell with him, or no?
Enter Bassanio, with LEONARDO, and other Laun. Talk you of young master Launcelot ?
Followers. Mark me now; ( Aside.) now will I raise the waters : Bass. You may do so; - but let it be so hasted, - Talk you of young master Launcelot ?
that supper be ready at the farthest by five of the Gob. No master, sir, but a poor man's son ; his clock : See these letters deliver'd; put the liveries father, though I say it, is an honest exceeding poor to making; and desire Gratiano to come anon to man, and, God be thanked, well to live.
[Exit a Servant. Laun. Well, let his father be what he will, we Laun. To him, father talk of young master Launcelot.
Gob. God bless your worship! Gob. Your worship's friend, and Launcelot, sir. Bass. Gramercy; Wouldst thou aught with me? Laun. But I pray you ergo, old man, ergo, I
Gob. Here's my son, sir, a poor boy, beseech you ; Talk you of young master Launcelot? Laun. Not a poor boy, sir, but the rich Jew's
Gob. Of Launcelot, an't please your mastership. man; that would, sir, as my father shall specify,
Laun. Ergo, master Launcelot; talk not of Gob. He hath a great infection, sir, as one would master Launcelot, father; for the young gentleman say, to serve (according to fates and destinies, and such odd Laun. Indeed, the short and the long is, I serve sayings, the sisters three, and such branches of the Jew, and I have a desire, as my father shall learning, is indeed deceased.
specify, Gob. Marry, God forbid! the boy was the very
Gob. His master and he, (saving your worship's staff of my age, my very prop.
reverence,) are scarce cater-cousins: Laun. Do I look like a cudgel, or a hovel-post, Laun. To be brief, the very truth is, that the a staff, or a prop ? – Do you know me, father? Jew having done me wrong, doth cause me, as my
Gob. Alack the day, I know you not, young father, being I hope an old man, shall frutify unto gentleman; but, I pray you, tell me, is my boy alive you, or dead?
Gob. I have here a dish of doves, that I would Laun. Do you not know me, father ?
bestow upon your worship ; and my suit is, — Gob. Alack, sir, I am sand-blind, I know you not.
Laun. In very brief, the suit is impertinent to Laun. Nay, indeed, if you had your eyes, you myself, as your worship shall know by this honest might fail of the kuowing me: it is a wise father, old man; and, though I say it, though an old man, that knows his own child. Well, old man, I will yet, poor man, my father. tell you news of your son: Give me your blessing : Bass. One speak for both; What would you? truth will come to light; murder cannot be hid Laun. Serve you, sir. long, a man's son may; but, in the end, truth will Gub. This is the very defect of the matter, sir.
Bass. I know thee well, thou hast obtain'd thy Gob. Pray you, sir, stand up; I am sure, you are not Launcelot, my boy.
Shylock, thy master, spoke with me this day, Laun. Pray you, let's have no more fooling about And hath preferr'd thee, if it be preferment, it, but give me your blessing ; I am Launcelot, To leave a rich Jew's service, to become your boy that was, your son that is, your child that The follower of so poor a gentleman. shall be.
Laun. The old proverb is very well parted beGob. I think, you are my son.
tween my master Shylock and you, sir ; you have Laun. I know not what I shall think of that: grace, sir, and he hath enough. but I am Launcelot, the Jew's man; and, I am Bass. Thou speak’st it well : Go, father, with sure, Margery, your wife, is my mother.
thy son:Gob. Her name is Margery, indeed: I'll be Take leave of thy old master, and enquire sworn, if thou be Launcelot, thou art mine own My lodging out:- Give him a livery flesh and blood. What a beard hast thou got ! thou
(To his Followers. hast got more hair on thy chin, than Dobbin my More guarded 6 than his fellows’: See it done. thill-horse 5 has on his tail.
Laun. Father, in :- I cannot get a service, no; Laun. It should seem, then, that Dobbin's tail – I have ne'er a tongue in my head. — Well, father, grows backward ; I am sure he had more hair on come; I'll take my leave of the Jew in the twinkling his tail, than I have on my face, when I last saw of an eye. (Exeunt LAUNCELOT and old GOBRO. him.
Bass. I pray thee, good Leonardo, think on this; Gob. Lord, how art thou changed! How dost Those things being bought, and orderly bestow'd, thou and thy master agree? I have brought him Return in haste, for I do feast to-night a present; How 'gree you now?
My best-esteem'd acquaintance; hie thee, go. Laun. Well, well; but for mine own part, as I Leon. My best endeavours shall be done herein. have set up my rest to run away, so I will not rest till I have run some ground : my master's a very
Enter GRATIANO. Jew: Give him a present! give him a halter: I am Gra. Where is your master ? famish'd in his service; you may tell every finger I Leon.
Yonder, sir, he walks. have with my ribs. Father, I am glad you are
[Erit LEONARDO come; give me your present to one master Bassa- Gra. Signior Bassanio, 5 Shaft-horse.
Bass. Gratiano !
Disguise us at my lodging, and return
All in an hour.
You have obtain'd it. Gra. We have not made good preparation. Gra. You must not deny me; I must go with Salar. We have not spoke us yet of torch-bearers. you to Belmont.
Salan. 'Tis vile, unless it may be quaintly order'd; Bass. Why, then you must; But hear thee, And better, in my mind, not undertook. Gratiano;
Lor. 'Tis now but four o'clock; we have two Thou art too wild, too rude, and bold of voice;
hours Parts, that become thee happily enough,
To furnish us: -
Enter LAUNCELOT, with a Letter.
Friend Launcelot, what's the news ? To allay with some cold drops of modesty
Laun. An it shall please you to break up this, it Thy skipping spirit; lest, through thy wild be shall seem to signify: haviour,
Lor. I know the hand : in faith, 'tis a fair hand; I be misconstrued in the place I go to,
And whiter than the paper it writ on, And lose my hopes.
Is the fair hand that writ.
Love-news, in faith. If I do not put on a sober habit,
Laun. By your leave, sir. Talk with respect, and swear but now and then,
Lor. Whither goest thou ? Wear prayer-books in my pocket, look demurely;
Laun. Marry, sir, to bid my old master the Jew Nay more, while grace is saying, hood mine eyes
to sup to-night with my new master the Christian. Thus with my hat, and sigh, and say, amen ;
Lor. Hold here, take this: - tell gentle Jessica, Use all the observance of civility,
I will not fail her; - speak it privately; go. Like one well studied in a sad ostent 8
[Exit LAUNCELOT. To please his grandam, never trust me more.
Will you prepare you for this masque to-night? Bass. Well, we shall see your bearing. 9
I am provided of a torch-bearer. Gra. Nay, but I bar to-night; you shall not
Salar. Ay, marry, I'll be gone about it straight.
Salan. And so will I. gage me By what we do to-night.
Meet me, and Gratiano, Bass. No, that were pity;
At Gratiano's lodging some hour hence. I would entreat you rather to put on
Salar. 'Tis good we do so. Your boldest suit of mirth, for we have friends
(Exeunt SALAR. and Salan. That purpose merriment: But fare you well,
Gra. Was not that letter from fair Jessica ? I have some business.
Lor. I must needs tell thee all : She hath directed, Gra. And I must to Lorenzo, and the rest;
How I shall take her from her father's house ; But we will visit you at supper-time. [Ereunt.
What gold, and jewels, she is furnish'd with ;
What page's suit she hath in readiness. SCENE III. - A Room in Shylock's House.
Come, go with me; peruse this, as thou goest :
Fair Jessica shall be my torch-bearer. (Ereunt. Enter JESSICA and LAUNCELOT. Jes. I am sorry, thou wilt leave my father so; SCENE V. - Before Shylock's House. Our house is sad, but thou, a merry devil, Didst rob it of some taste of tediousness :
Enter SHYLOCK and LAUNCELOT. But fare thee well; there is a ducat for thee.
Shy. Well, thou shalt see, thy eyes shall be thy And, Launcelot, soon at supper shalt thou see
judge, Lorenzo, who is thy new master's guest :
The difference of old Shylock and Bassanio : Give him this letter; do it secretly,
What, Jessica ! -- thou shalt not gormandize,
And sleep and snore, and rend apparel out;
Why, Jessica ! Christian do not play the knave, and get thee, I Shy. Who bids thee call? I do not bid thee call. am much deceiv'd: But, adieu ! these foolish drops Laun. Your worship was wont to tell me, I could do somewhat drown my manly spirit ; adieu! (Exit. do nothing without bidding.
Jes. Farewell, good Launcelot. Alack, what heinous sin it is in me,
Enter JESSICA. To be asham'd to be my father's child !
Jes. Call you? What is your will ? But though I am a daughter to his blood,
Shy. I am bid forth to supper, Jessica ; I am not to his manners: O Lorenzo,
There are my keys: - But wherefore should I go? If thou keep promise, I shall end this strife ; I am not bid for love; they flatter me : Become a Christian, and thy loving wife. [Eait. But yet I'll go in hate, to feed upon
The prodigal Christian.
- Jessica, my girl, SCENE IV. A Street.
Look to my house : - I am right loth to go;
There is some ill a brewing towards my rest,
For I did dream of money-bags to-night.
Laun. I beseech you, sir, go; my young master Lor. Nay, we will slink away in supper-time; doth expect your reproach. ? Licentious
Shy. So do I his. * Show of staid and serious demeanour. • Carriage, deportment.
Laun. And they have conspired together, -I Enter Jessica, above, in Boy's clothes. will not say, you shall see a masque; but if you do,
Jes. Who are you? Tell me, for more certainty, then it was not for nothing that my nose fell a Albeit I'll swear that I do know your tongue. bleeding on Black-Monday last, at six o'clock i'the
Lor. Lorenzo, and thy love. morning.
Jes. Lorenzo, certain; and my love, indeed; Shy. What! are there masques? Hear you me,
For who love I so much? And now who knows, Jessica :
But you, Lorenzo, whether I am yours? Lock up my doors; and when you hear the drum,
Lor. Heaven, and thy thoughts, are witness that And the vile squeaking of the wry-neck'd fife,
thou art. Clamber not you up to the casements then,
Jes. Here, catch this casket, it is worth the pains. Nor thrust your head into the public street,
I am glad 'tis night, you do not look on me, To gaze on Christian fools with varnish'd faces :
For I am much asham'd of my exchange : But stop my house's ears, I mean my casements;
But love is blind, and lovers cannot see Let not the sound of shallow foppery enter
The pretty follies that themselves coinmit: My sober house. — By Jacob's staff, I swear
For if they could, Cupid himself would blush
To see me thus transformed to a boy.
Lor. Descend, for you must be my torch-bearer. Say, I will come.
Jes. What, must I hold a candle to my shames? Laun. I will go before, sir.
They in themselves, good sooth, are too too light. Mistress, look out at window, for all this;
Why, 'tis an office of discovery, love; There will come a Christian by,
And I should be obscur'd. Will be worth a Jewess' eye,
So are you, sweet, ha? Jes. His words were, Farewell, mistress; nothing for the close night doth play the run-away,
But come at once ; else. Shy. The patch is kind enough; but a huge feeder, And we are staid for at Bassanio's feast
. Snail-slow in profit, and he sleeps by day
Jes. I will make fast the doors, and join you straight.
[Erit, from above. More than the wild-cat; drones hive not with me;
Gra. Now, by my hood, a Gentile, and no Jew Therefore I part with him ; and part with him
Lor. Beshrew me, but I love her heartily:
For she is wise, if I can judge of her;
And fair she is, if that mine eyes be true;
And true she is, as she hath prov'd herself ;
And therefore, like herself, wise, fair, and true, A proverb never stale in thrifty mind. (Exit.
Shall she be placed in my constant soul. Jes. Farewell: and if my fortune be not crost,
Enter Jessica, below.
Our masquing mates by this time for us stay.
[Exit with Jessica and SALARINO. Enter GRATIANO and SALARINO, masked.
Gra. Signior Antonio ?
His hour is almost past. Ant. Fye, fye, Gratiano! where are all the rest ? Gra. And it is marvel he out-dwells his hour, 'Tis nine o'clock: our friends all stay for you : For lovers ever run before the clock.
No masque to-night; the wind is come about, Salar. O, ten times faster Venus' pigeons fly Bassanio presently will go aboard : To seal love's bonds new made, than they are wont, I have sent twenty out to seek for you. To keep obliged faith unforfeited!
Gra. I am glad on't ; I desire no more delight, Gra. That ever holds : Who riseth from a feast, Than to be under sail, and gone to-night. (Exeunt. With that keen appetite that he sits down? Where is the horse that doth untread again
SCENE VII. - Belmont. A Room in Portia's His tedious measures with the unbated fire
Flourish of Cornets. Enter PORTIA, with the Prince How like a younker, or a prodigal,
of Morocco, and both their Trains. The scarfed bark puts from her native bay.
Por. Go, draw aside the curtains, and discover How like the prodigal "l1th she return;
The several caskets to this noble prince With over-weather'd ribs, and ragged sails.
Now make your choice.
Mor. The first, of gold, who this inscription Enter LORENZO.
bears ; Salar. Here comes Lorenzo; - more of this Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men desire. hereafter,
The second ; silver, which this promise carries; Lor. Sweet friends, your patience for my long Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he deserves. abode;
This third, dull lead, with warning all as blunt ; Not I, but my affairs, have made you wait; Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all he hath. When you shall please to play the thieves for wives, How shall I know if I do choose the right? I'll watch as long for you then. — Approach ; Por. The one of them contains my picture, prince; Here dwells my father Jew: – Ho! who's within ?. If you choose that, then I am yours withal.