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I have sworn an oath that I will have my bond:
Ant. I pray thee, hear me speak.
Shy. I'll have my bond; I will not hear thee speak : I'll have my bond; and therefore speak no more. I'll not be made a soft and dull-eyed fool, To shake the head, relent, and sigh, and yield To Christian intercessors. Follow not: I'll have no speaking ;-I will have my bond. (Exit, R
Sala. It is the most impenetrable cur
Ant. Let him alone;
Sala. I am sure, the Duke
Ant. The Duke cannot deny the course of law;
SCENE IV.--Portia's House at Belmont.
In bearing thus the absence of your
Por. I never did repent une doing good,
I do desire you
Por. My people do already know my mind,
Lor. Fair thoughts and happy hours attend on you.
Por. I thank you for your wish, and am well pleasea To wish it back on you : fare you well, Jessica.
[Exeunt Jessica and Lorenzo, i. Now, Balthazar,
(Balthazar advances, t. As I have ever found thee honest, true, So let me find thee still: take this same letter, And use thou all the endeavour of a man In speed to Padua : see thou rende this Into my
cousin's hand, Doctor Bellario: And, look, what notes and garments he doth give thee, Bring them, I pray thee, with imagined speci Into the tranect, to the common ferry
Which trades to Venice: waste no time in words,
I shall be there before thee. Bal. Madam, I go with all convenient speed. (Evit, L.
Por. Come on, Nerissa, I have work in hand That you yet know not of: we'll see our husbands Before they think of us !
Ner. Shall they see us ?
Por. They shall, Nerissa ; But come, I'll tell thee all my whole device When I am in my coach, which stays for us At the park gate ; and therefore haste away, For we must measure twenty miles to-day. [Exeunt, L.
Scene V.-The Garden at Belmont.
Enter Jessica and Launcelot, L. Laun. Yes, truly : for, look you, the sins of the father are to be laid upon the children ; therefore, I promise you, I fear you. I was always plain with you, and so now I speak my agitation of the matter : therefore be of good cheer; for, truly, I think-you are damned. There is but one hope in it that can do you any good: and that is is but a kind of bastard hope neither. Jes. And what hope is that, I pray
thee? Laun. Marry, you may partly hope that your father got you not, that you are not the Jew's daughter.
Jes. That were a kind of bastard hope, indeed; so the sins of my mother should be visited upon me.
Laun. Truly, then, 1 fear you are damned both by father and mother: thus when I shun Scylla, your father, I fall into Charybdis, your mother: well, you are gone both ways.
Jes. I shall be saved by my husband; he hath made me Christian.
Laun. Truly, the more to blame he: we were Christians enough before; e'en as many as could well live one by another. This making of Christians will raise the price of hogs; if we grow all to be pork-eaters, we shall not shortly have a rasher on the coals for money.
Jes. I'll tell my husband, Launcelot, what you say; here be comes.
Enter LORENZO, L. Lor. I shall grow jealous of you shortly, Launcelot, if you thus get my wife into corners.
Jes. Nay, you need not fear us, Lorenzo; Launcelot and I are out: he tells me flatly, there is no mercy för me in heaven, because I am a Jew's daughter.
Lor. [Crosses, c.] Go in, sirrah; bid them prepare for dinner.
Laun. That is done, sir; they have all stomachs.
Lor. Goodly lord, what a wit-snapper are you! then
Lor. Yet more quarrelling with occasion! wilt thou show the whole wealth of thy wit in an instant ? I pray thee, understand a plain man in his plain meaning; go thy fellows; bid them cover the table, serve in the meat, and we will come in to dinner.
Laun. (R.) For the table, sir, it shall be served in; for the meat, sir, it shall be covered; for your coming in to dinner, sir, why, let it be as humours and conceits shall govern.
Jes. Past all expressing.
Lor. Even such a husband
DUET.-LORENZO and JESSICA.
You waste your idle hours, fonil youth,
Ah, do thyself no wrong, my dear,
The fine affections of the soul :
The faithful needle to its darling pole. [Eteunt, L
END OF ACT III.
SCENE I.-A Court of Justice in Venice.
SALARINO, GRATIANO, and Attendants, discovered.
Duke. I am sorry for thee; thou art come to answer
dram of mercy.
Duke. Go one, and call the Jew into the court.
Enter SHYLOCK, R.