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you to Belmont.
Baf. Why, then you must ;-But hear thee, Gratiano;
Gra. Signior Bassanio, hear me :
Baf. Well, we shall see your bearing.
Gra. Nay, but I " bar to night; you shall not "gage me By what we do to-night.
Bas. No, that were pity ;
Something too liberal ; ]-impertinently forward, licentious. i hood ]-cover.
a sad oftent]-grave demeanour. your bearing.]-how you'll acquit yourself. si bar]-except,
gage me]-judge of me.
That purpose merriment : But fare you well,
Gra. And I must to Lorenzo, and the rest ;
S CE NE III.
Enter Jefca and Launcelot.
Laun. Adieu !-tears P exhibit my tongue.Most beautiful pagan,-most sweet Jew! if a Christian did not play the knave, and get thee, I am much deceiv'd: but, adieu! these foolish drops do somewhat drown my manly spirit ; adieu !
[Exit. Jef. Farewel, good Launcelot. Alack, what heinous sin is it in me, To be asham'd to be my father's child ! But though I am a daughter to his blood, I am not to his manners: O Lorenzo, If thou keep promise, I shall end this strife; Become a christian, and thy loving wife.
exbibit my tongue.)-express what I cannot utter.
Enter Gratiano, Lorenzo, Salarino, and Solanio.
Gra. We have not made good preparation.
Sala. 'Tis vile, unless it may be 'quaintly ordered ; And better, in my mind, not undertook.
Lor. 'Tis now but four a-clock; we have two hours To furnish us:
it writ on,
Enter Launcelot with a letter. Friend Launcelot, what's the news?
Laun. An it shall please you to break up this, it shall seem to signify.
Lor. I know the hand : in faith, 'tis a fair hand; And whiter than the
paper Is the fair hand that writ.
Gra. Love-news, in faith.
Laun. Marry, fir, to bid my old master the Jew to sup to-night with my new master the Chriftian.
Lor. Hold here, take this :--tell gentle Jessica, I will not fail her ;-Speak it privately; go.Gentlemen, Will you prepare you for this masque to-night?
9 spoke us yet of]--yet bespoke us ; spoke as yet of:
The difference of old Shylock and Baflanio: What, Jeslica !-thou shalt not 'gormandize, As thou hast done with me; -What, Jessica ! And sleep and snore, and rend apparel out; Laun. Why, Jesica !
I am provided of a torch-bearer.
[Exit Laun. Sal. Ay, marry, I'll be gone about it straight. Sala. And so will I.
Lor. Meet me, and Gratiano,
(Exeunt Sala, and Solan,
[Exeunt. S C Ε Ν Ε. V.
Enter Shylock, and Launcelot, Shy. Well, thou shalt see, thy eyes shall be thy judge, Shy. Who bids thee call? I do not bid thee call.
Why, Jesica, I say !
gormandize,)-feed so plentifully.
Laun. Your worship was wont to tell me, that I could do nothing without bidding.
Sby. I am bid forth to supper, Jessica ;
Laun. I beseech you, sir, go; my young, master doth expect your reproach.
Shy. So do I his.
Laun. And they have conspired together,- I will not say, you shall see a masque ; but if you do, then it was not for nothing that “my nose fell a bleeding on "black-monday last, at six o'clock i’ the morning, falling out that year on ash-wednesday was four year in the afternoon.
Shy. What! are there masques ? Hear you me, Jessica: Lock up my doors ; and when you hear the drum, And the vile squeaking of the wry-neck'd fife, Clanıber not you up to the casements then, Nor thrust your head into the publick street, To gaze on Christian fools with * varnish'd faces : But stop my house's ears, I mean, my casements ; Let not the sound of shallow foppery enter My sober house.—By Jacob's staff, I swear,
my nose fell a bleeding)—bleeding at the nose was accounted ominous.
black-monday)-fo called because remarkably dark and cold: EasterMonday April 14th 1360, when many of the host of K. Edward III, then lying before Paris, perished on their horses' backs, through the inclemency of the weather.