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Shy. I have possess'd your grace of what I purpose; I stand for judgment: answer; shall I have it ?
And by our holy Sabbath have I sworn

Duke. Upon my power I may dismiss this court, To have the due and forfeit of my bond:

Unless Bellario, a learned doctor, If you deny it, let the danger light

Whom I have sent for to determine this, Upon your charter, and your city's freedom.

Come here to-day. You'll ask me, why I rather choose to have


My lord, here stays without A weight of carrion flesh, than to receive

A messenger with letters from the doctor,
Three thousand ducats? I'll not answer that: New come from Padua.
But, say, it is my humour: is it answer'd ?

Duke. Bring us the letters: call the messenger. What if my house be troubled with a rat,

Bass. Good cheer, Antonio! Whatman, courage yet! And I be pleas'd to give ten thousand ducats

The Jew shall have my flesh, blood, bones, and all, To have it baned? What, are you answer'd yet? Ere thou shalt lose for me one drop of blood. Some men there are love not a gaping pig;

Ant. I am a tainted wether of the flock, Some, that are mad if they behold a cat;

Meetest for death : the weakest kind of fruit And others, when the bag-pipe sings i' the nose, Drops earliest to the ground, and so let me. Cannot contain their urine for affection :

You cannot better be employ'd, Bassanio, Masters of passion sway it to the mood

Than to live still, and write mine epitaph. Of what it likes, or loathes. Now, for your answer: Enter Nerissa, dressed like a lawyer's clerk. As there is no firm reason to be render'd,

Duke. Came you from Padua, from Bellario? Why he cannot abide a gaping pig;

Ner. From both, my lord. Bellario greets your grace. Why he, a harmless necessary cat;

[Presenting a letter. Why he, a bollen bag-pipe; but of force

Bass. Why dost thou whet thy ảnife so earnestly? Must yield to such inevitable shame,

[Shylock whets his knife. As to offend, himself being offended,

Shy. To cut the forfeiture from that bankrupt there. So can I give no reason, nor I will not,

Gra. Not on thy sole, but on thy soul, harsh Jew, More than a lodg’d hate, and a certain loathing, Thou mak'st thy knife keen; but no metal can, I bear Antonio, that I follow thus

No, not the hangman's axe, bear half the keenness A losing suit against him. Are you answer'd ? Of thy sharp envy. Can no prayers pierce thee?

Bass. This is no answer, thou unfeeling man, Shy. No, none that thou hast wit enough to make.
To excuse the current of thy cruelty.

Gra. O, be thou damn'd, inexorable dog,
Shy. I am not bound to please thee with my answer. And for thy life let justice be accus'd !
Bass. Do all men kill the things they do not love? Thou almost mak'st me waver in my faith,
Shy. Hates anv man the thing he would not kill ? To hold opinion with Pythagoras,
Bass. Every offence is not a hate at first.

That souls of animals infuse themselves Shy. What! would'st thou have a serpent sting thee | Into the trunks of men : thy currish spirit twice?

Govern'd a wolf, who, hang'd for human slaughter,
Ant. I pray you, think you question with the Jew. Even from the gallows did his fell soul fleet,
You may as well go stand upon the beach,

And whilst thou lay'st in thy unhallow'd dam,
And bid the main flood bate his usual height; Infus'd itself in thee; for thy desires
Or e'en as well use question with the wolf,

Are wolfish, bloody, starv'd, and ravenous.
When you behold the ewe bleat for the lamb;

Shy. Till thou can'st rail the seal from off my bond, You may as well forbid the mountain pines

Thou but offend'st thy lungs to speak so loud.
To wag their high tops, and to make no noise, Repair thy wit, good youth, or it will fall
When they are fretten with the gusts of heaven; To cureless ruin.-I stand here for law.
You may as well do any thing most hard,

Duke. This letter from Bellario doth commend As seek to soften that (than which what's harder?) A


and learned doctor to our court.His Jewish heart.-Therefore, I do beseech you,

Where is he? Make no more offers, use no farther means,

Ner. He attendeth here hard by, But with all brief and plain conveniency,

To know your answer, whether you'll admit him. Let me have judgment, and the Jew bis will.

Duke. With all my heart:—some three or four of Bass. For thy three thousand ducats here is six.

you, Shy. If every ducat in six thousand ducats Go give him courteous conduct to this place.Were in six parts, and every part a ducat,

Mean time, the court shall hear Bellario's letter. I would not draw them: I would have


bond. [Clerk reads.] “Your grace shall understand, that Duke. How shalt thou hope for mercy, rendering at the receipt of your letter I am very sick; but in none?

the instant that your messenger came, in loving visitaShy. What judgment shall I dread, doing no wrong? tion was with me a young doctor of Rome; his name You have among you many a purchas'd slave, is Balthazar. I acquainted him with the cause in conWhich, like your asses, and your dogs, and mules, troversy between the Jew and Antonio, the merchant: You use in abject and in slavish parts,

we turned o'er many books together: he is furnish'd Because you bought them :-shall I say to you, with my opinion; which, better'd with his own learnLet them be free; marry them to your heirs ? ing, the greatness whereof I cannot enough commend, Why sweat they under burdens ? let their beds comes with him, at my importunity, to fill up your Be made as soft as yours, and let their palates grace's request in my stead. I beseech you, let his lack Be season'd with such viands? You will answer, of years be no impediment to let him lack a reverend The slaves are ours.-So do I answer you:

estimation, for I never knew so young a body with so The pound of flesh, which I demand of him,

old a head. I leave him to your gracious acceptance, Is dearly bought, 'tis mine, and I will have it. whose trial shall better publish his commendation.” If you deny me, fie upon your law!

Duke. You hear the learn’d Bellario, what he writes : There is no force in the decrees of Venice.

And here, I take it, is the doctor come.

Enter Portia, dressed like a doctor of laws. A pound of flesh, to be by him cut off
Give me your hand. Came you from old Bellario? Nearest the merchant's heart.—Be merciful;
Por. I did, my lord.

Take thrice thy money: bid me tear the bond.

You are welcome: take your place. Shy. When it is paid according to the tenour.Are you acquainted with the difference

It doth appear you are a worthy judge; That holds this present question in the court ? You know the law; your exposition

Por. I am informed throughly of the cause.- Hath been most sound : I charge you by the law,
Which is the merchant here, and which the Jew ? Whereof you are a well-deserving pillar,

Duke. Antonio and old Shylock, both stand forth. Proceed to judgment. By my soul I swear,
Por. Is your name Shylock ?

There is no power in the tongue of man

Shylock is my name. To alter me. I stay here on my bond.
Por. Of a strange nature is the suit you follow; Ant. Most heartily I do beseech the court
Yet in such rule, that the Venetian law

To give the judgment.
Cannot impugn you, as you do proceed.-


Why then, thus it is :You stand within his danger, do you not? [TO ANTONIO. You must prepare your bosom for his knife. Ant. Ay, so he says.

Shy. O, noble judge! O, excellent young man ! Por.

Do you confess the bond? Por. For the intent and purpose of the law, Ant. I do.

Hath full relation to the penalty, Por. Then must the Jew be merciful. Which here appeareth due upon the bond. Shy. On what compulsion must I ? tell me that. Shy. 'Tis very true. O, wise and upright judge ! Por. The quality of mercy is not strain'd,

How much more elder art thou than thy looks! It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven

Por. Therefore, lay bare your bosom. Upon the place beneath: it is twice bless'd;


Ay, his breast; It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes: So says the bond :-doth it not, noble judge ?”Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes

Nearest his heart : those are the very words. The throned monarch better than his crown:

Por. It is so. Are there balance here to weigh His sceptre shows the force of temporal power,

The flesh? The attribute to awe and majesty,

Shy. I have them ready.

[Producing scales. Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings;

Por. Have by some surgeon, Shylock, on your charge, But mercy is above this sceptred sway:

To stop his wounds, lest he do bleed to death. It is enthroned in the hearts of kings,

Shy. Is it so nominated in the bond ?
It is an attribute to God himself,

Por. It is not so express'd; but what of that?
And earthly power doth then show likest God's, 'Twere good you do so much for charity.
When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew,

Shy. I cannot find it: 'tis not in the bond.
Though justice be thy plea, consider this,-

Por. You, merchant, have you any thing to say? That in the course of justice none of us

Ant. But little: I am arm'd, and well prepar'd.Should see salvation : we do pray for mercy,

Give me your hand, Bassanio : fare you well.
And that same prayer doth teach us all to render Grieve not that I am fallen to this for you,
The deeds of mercy. I have spoke thus much, For herein fortune shows herself more kind
To mitigate the justice of thy plea,

Than is her custom: it is still her use
Which if thou follow, this strict court of Venice To let the wretched man out-live his wealth,
Must needs give sentence 'gainst the merchant there. To view with hollow eye, and wrinkled brow,

Shy. My deeds upon my head. I crave the law; An age of poverty; from which lingering penance
The penalty and forfeit of


Of such misery doth she cut me off.
Por. Is he not able to discharge the money ? Commend me to your honourable wife:

Bass. Yes, here I tender it for him in the court; Tell her the process of Antonio's end; Yea, twice the sum : if that will not suffice,

Say, how I lov'd you, speak me fair in death; I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er,

And, when the tale is told, bid her be judge, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart.

Whether Bassanio had not once a lover. If this will not suffice, it must appear

Repent not you that you

shall lose your friend, That malice bears down truth : and, I beseech you, And he repents not that he pays your debt; Wrest once the law to your authority :

For, if the Jew do cut but deep enough, To do a great right, do a little wrong,

I'll pay it instantly with all my heart.
And curb this cruel devil of his will.

Bass. Antonio, I am married to a wife,
Por. It must not be. There is no power in Venice Which is as dear to me as life itself;
Can alter a decree established :

But life itself, my wife, and all the world, 'Twill be recorded for a precedent,

Are not with me esteem'd above thy life : And many an error, by the same example,

I would lose all, 'ay, sacrifice them all, Will rush into the state. It cannot be.

Here to this devil, to deliver you. Shy. A Daniel come to judgment! yea, a Daniel !- Por. Your wife would give you little thanks for that, 0, wise young judge, how I do honour thee!

If she were by to hear you make the offer. Por. I pray you, let me look upon the bond.

Gra. I have a wife, whom, I protest, I love : Shy. Here 'tis, most reverend doctor; here it is. I would she were in heaven, so she could

[Showing it. Entreat some power to change this currish Jew. Por. Shylock, there's thrice thy money offer'd thee. Ner. 'Tis well you offer it behind her back;

Shy. An oath, an oath, I have an oath in heaven: The wish would make else an unquiet house. Shall I lay perjury upon my soul ?

Shy. These be the Christian husbands! I have a No, not for Venice.

daughter; Por.

Why, this bond is forfeit, Would any of the stock of Barabbas And lawfully by this the Jew may claim

Had been her husband, rather than a Christian!


We trifle time; I pray thee, pursue sentence. The danger formerly by me rehears'd.

Por. A pound of that same merchant's flesh is thine: Down, therefore, and beg mercy of the duke.
The court awards it, and the law doth give it.

Gra. Beg, that thou may'st have leave to hang thyself: Shy. Most rightful judge !

And yet, thy wealth being forfeit to the state,
Por. And you must cut this flesh from off his breast: Thou hast not left the value of a cord;
The law allows it, and the court awards it.

Therefore, thou must be hang'd at the state's charge. Shy. Most learned judge !-A sentence ! come, pre- Duke. That thou shalt see the difference of our spirit, pare!

[Showing the scales again. I pardon thee thy life before thou ask it.
Por. Tarry a little : there is something else.- For half thy wealth, it is Antonio's :
This bond doth give thee here no jot of blood; The other half comes to the general state,
The words expressly are, a pound of flesh:

Which humbleness may drive unto a fine.
Take then thy bond, take thou thy pound of flesh; Por. Ay, for the state ; not for Antonio.
But, in the cutting it, if thou dost 'shed

Shy. Nay, take my life and all; pardon not that: One drop of Christian blood, thy lands and goods You take my house, when you do take the prop Are by the laws of Venice confiscate

That doth sustain my house ; you take my life, Unto the state of Venice.


you do take the means whereby I live. Gra. O upright judge !—Mark, Jew :-0 learned Por. What mercy can you render him, Antonio ? judge!

Gra. A halter gratis; nothing else, for God's sake! Shy. Is that the law ?

Ant. So please my lord the duke, and all the court, Por.

Thyself shalt see the act; To quit the fine for one half of his goods, For, as thou urgest justice, be assur'd,

I am content, so he will let me have Thou shalt have justice, more than thou desirest. The other half in use, to render it, Gra. O learned judge !—Mark, Jew:-a learned Upon his death, unto the gentleman judge !

That lately stole his daughter:
Shy. I take his offer then: pay the bond thrice, Two things provided more,-that, for this favour,
And let the Christian go.

He presently become a Christian;
Here is the money.

The other, that he do record a gift,
Por. Soft!

Here in the court, of all he dies possess'd, The Jew shall have all justice ;-soft!—no haste :- Unto his son Lorenzo, and his daughter. He shall have nothing but the penalty.

Duke. He shall do this, or else I do recant
Gra. O Jew! an upright judge, a learned judge! The pardon, that I late pronounced here.

Por. Therefore, prepare thee to cut off the Aesh. Por. Art thou contented, Jew? what dost thou say?
Shed thou no blood; nor cut thou less, nor more, Shy. I am content.
But just a pound of flesh : if thou tak'st more,

Clerk, draw a deed of gift. Or less, than a just pound, -be it so much

Shy. I pray you, give me leave to go from hence. As makes it light, or heavy, in the balance,

I am not well. Send the deed after me, Or the division of the twentieth part

And I will sign it. Of one poor scruple ; nay, if the scale do turn


Get thee gone, but do it. But in the estimation of a hair,

Gra. In christening thou shalt have two godfathers: Thou diest, and all thy goods are confiscate.

Had I been judge, thou should'st have had ten more, Gra. A second Daniel, a Daniel, Jew!

To bring thee to the gallows, not the font. (Exit Shylock. Now, infidel, I have thee on the hip.

Duke. Sir, I entreat you home with me to dinner. Por. Why doth the Jew pause ? Take thy forfeiture. Por. I humbly do desire your grace of pardon : Shy. Give me my principal, and let me go. I must away this night toward Padua, Bass. I have it ready for thee : here it is.

And it is meet I presently set forth. Por. He hath refus'd it in the open court:

Duke. I am sorry, that your leisure serves you not. He shall have merely justice, and his bond.

Antonio, gratify this gentleman,
Gra. A Daniel, still say I; a second Daniel ! - For, in my mind, you are much bound to him.
I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word.

[Exeunt Duke, Magnificoes, and train. Shy. Shall I not have barely my principal ?

Bass. Most worthy gentleman, I and my friend Por. Thou shalt have nothing but the forfeiture, Have by your wisdom been this day acquitted To be so taken at thy peril, Jew.

Of grievous penalties; in lieu whereof, Shy. Why then the devil give him good of it. Three thousand ducats, due unto the Jew, 111 stay no longer question.

We freely cope your courteous pains withal.
Tarry, Jew :

Ant. And stand indebted, over and above,
The law hath yet another hold on you.

In love and service to you evermore. It is enacted in the laws of Venice,

Por. He is well paid, that is well-satisfied; If it be prov'd against an alien,

And I, delivering you, am satisfied, That by direct, or indirect attempts,

And therein do account myself well paid : He seek the life of any citizen,

My mind was never yet more mercenary: The party, 'gainst the which he doth contrive,


pray you, know me, when we meet again : Shall seize one half his goods: the other half I wish you well, and so I take my leave. Comes to the privy coffer of the state;

Bass. Dear sir, of force I must attempt you farther: And the offender's life lies in the mercy

Take some remembrance of us, as a tribute, Of the duke only, 'gainst all other voice.

Not as a fee. Grant me two things, I pray you; In which predicament, I say, thou stand'st;

Not to deny me, and to pardon me. For it appears by manifest proceeding,

Por. You press me far, and therefore I will yield. That, indirectly, and directly too,

Give me your gloves, I'll wear them for your sake; Thou hast contriv'd against the very life

And, for your love, I'll take this ring from you. Of the defendant, and thou hast incurr'd

Do not draw back your hand; I'll take no more,


And you in love shall not deny me this.

And in the morning early will we both Bass. This ring, good sir?-alas, it is a trifle; Fly toward Belmont. Come, Antonio. [Exeunt. I will not shame myself to give you this.

SCENE II.-The Same. A Street. Por. I will have nothing else but only this ;

Enter Portia and Nerissa. And now, methinks, I have a mind to it.

Bass. There's more depends on this, than on the value. Por. Inquire the Jew's house out, give him this deed, The dearest ring in Venice will I give you,

And let him sign it. We'll away to-night, And find it out by proclamation;

And be a day before our husbands home. Only for this, I pray you, pardon me.

This deed will be well welcome to Lorenzo. Por. I see, sir, you are liberal in offers :

Enter GRATIANO running. You taught me first to beg, and now, methinks, Gra. Fair sir, you are well o'erta'en. You teach me how a beggar should be answer'd. My lord Bassanio, upon more advice,

Bass. Good sir, this ring was given me by my wife; Hath sent you here this ring, and doth entreat And when she put it on she made me vow,

Your company at dinner. That I should neither sell, nor give, nor lose it.


That cannot be.
Por. That 'scuse serves many men to save their gifts. His ring I do accept most thankfully,
An if your wife be not a mad woman,

And so, I pray you, tell him: furthermore,
And know how well I have deserv'd this ring, I pray you, show my youth old Sh ock's house.
She would not hold out enemy for ever,

Gra. That will I do.
For giving it to me. Well, peace be with you.


Sir, I would speak with you.“ [Exeunt Portia and Nerissa. I'll see if I can get my husband's ring, [To Portia. Ant. My lord Bassanio, let him have the ring, Which I did make him swear to keep for ever. Let his deservings, and my love withal,

Por. Thou may’st, I warrant. We shall have old Be valued 'gainst your wife's commandment.

Bass. Go, Gratiano; run and overtake him; That they did give the rings away to men;
Give him the ring, and bring him, if thou can'st, But we'll outface them, and outswear them too.
Unto Antonio's house.—Away! make haste.

Away! make haste : thou know'st where I will tarry.

[Exit GratianO. Ner. Come, good sir; will you show me to this Come, you and I will thither presently,



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ACT V. SCENE I.-Belmont, The Avenue to Portia's

Steph. A friend.

Lor. A friend ? what friend ? your name, I pray you, House.

friend? Enter LORENZO and JESSICA.

Steph. Stephano is my name, and I bring word, Lor. The moon shines bright.— In such a nightas this, My mistress will before the break of day When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, Be here at Belmont: she doth stray about And they did make no noise ; in such a night, By holy crosses, where she kneels and prays Troilus, inethinks, mounted the Trojan walls,

For happy wedlock hours. And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents,


Who comes with her ? Where Cressid lay that night.

Steph. None, but a holy hermit, and her maid. Jes.

In such a night, I

pray you,


my master yet return'd? Did Thisbe fearfully o’ertrip the dew;

Lor. He is not, nor we have not heard from him.And saw the lion's shadow ere himself,

But go we in, I pray thee, Jessica,
And ran dismay'd away.
And ceremoniously let us prepare

1 Lor. In such a night,

Some welcome for the mistress of the house. Stood Dido with a willow in her hand

Enter LAUNCELOT. Upon the wild sea-banks, and wav'd her love

Laun. Sola, sola! wo ha, ho! sola, sola!
To come again to Carthage.

Lor. Who calls ?
In such a night,

Laun. Sola! did you see master Lorenzo, and misMedea gather'd the enchanted herbs

tress Lorenza? sola, sola! That did renew old Æson.

Lor. Leave hallooing, man ;

here. Lor. In such a night,

Laun. Sola! where? where? Did Jessica steal from the wealthy Jew,

Lor. Here. And with an unthrift love did run from Venice, Laun. Tell him, there's a post come from my master, As far as Belmont.

with his horn full of good news: my master will be Jes. In such a night, here ere morning.

[Erit. Did young Lorenzo swear he lov'd her well,

Lor. Sweet soul, let's in, and there expect their Stealing her scul with many vows of faith,

coming. And ne'er a true one.

And yet no matter ;- why should we go in ?
In such a night,

My friend Stephano, signify, I pray you,
Did pretty Jessica, like a little shrew,

Within the house, your mistress is at hand; Slander her love, and he forgave it her.

And bring your music forth into the air.— Jes. I would out-night you, did no body come;

[Exit STEPHANO. But, hark, I hear the footing of a man.

How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank!

Here we will sit, and let the sounds of music
Lor. Who comes so fast in silence of the night? Creep in our ears: soft stillness, and the night,

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Become the touches of sweet harmony.

No note at all of our being absent hence ;Sit, Jessica : look, how the floor of heaven

Nor you, Lorenzo;-Jessica, nor you. (A tucket sounded. Is thick inlaid with patterns of bright gold;

Lor. Your husband is at hand : I hear his trumpet. There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, We are no tell-tales, madam ; fear you not. But in his motion like an angel sings,

Por. This night, methinks, is but the daylight sick; Still quiring to the young-ey'd cherubins:

It looks a little paler: 'tis a day, Such harmony is in immortal souls;

Such as the day is when the sun is hid. But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay

Enter Bassanio, Antonio, GRATIANO, and their Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.

followers. Enter Musicians.

Bass. We should hold day with the Antipodes, Come, ho! and wake Diana with a hymn :

If you would walk in absence of the sun. With sweetest touches pierce your mistress' ear, Por. Let me give light, but let me not be light; And draw her home with music.

[Music. For a light wife doth make a heavy husband, Jes. I am never merry when I hear sweet music. And never be Bassanio so for me :

Lor. The reason is, your spirits are attentive: But God sort all !-You are welcome home, my lord. For do but note a wild and wanton herd,

Bass. I thank you, madam. Give welcome to my Or race of youthful and unbandled colts,

friend : Fetching mad bounds, bellowing, and neighing loud, This is the man, this is Antonio, Which is the hot condition of their blood,

To whom I am so infinitely bound. If they but hear, perchance, a trumpet sound,

Por. You should in all sense be much bound to him, Or any air of music touch their ears,

For, as I hear, he was much bound for you. You shall perceive them make a mutual stand,

Ant. No more than I am well acquitted of. Their savage eyes turn'd to a modest gaze,

Por. Sir, you are very welcome to our house : By the sweet power of music: therefore, the poet It must appear in other ways than words, Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones, and floods, Therefore, I scant this breathing courtesy, Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, Gra. [To Nerissa.] By yonder moon, I swear, you But music for the time doth change his nature.

do me wrong; The man that hath no music in himself,

In faith, I gave it to the judge's clerk :
Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, Would he were gelt that had it, for my part,
Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils :

Since you do take it, love, so much at heart.
The motions of his spirit are dull as night,

Por. A quarrel, ho, already! what's the matter? And his affections dark as Erebus.

Gra. About a hoop of gold, a paltry ring Let no such man be trusted.--Mark the music. That she did give to me; whose poesy was

[Music again. For all the world, like cutlers' poetry Enter Portia and Nerissa, at a distance. Upon a knife, “ Love me, and leave me not." Por. That light we see is burning in my hall. Ner. What talk you of the poesy, or the value? How far that little candle throws his beams !

You swore to me, when I did give it you, So shines a good deed in a naughty world.

That you would wear it till your hour of death, Ner. When the moon shone, we did not see the candle. And that it should lie with you in your grave:

Por. So doth the greater glory dim the less : Though not for me, yet for your vehement oaths, A substitute shines brightly as a king,

You should have been respective, and have kept it. Until a king be by; and then his state

Gave it a judge's clerk! no, God's my judge, Empties itself, as doth an inland brook

The clerk will ne'er wear hair on's face, that had it. Into the main of waters. Music! bark!

Gra. He will, an if he live to be a man. Ner. It is your music, madam, of the house. Ner. Ay, if a woman live to be a man. Por. Nothing is good, I see, without respect : Gra. Now, by this hand, I gave it to a youth, Methinks, it sounds much sweeter than by day. A kind of boy; a little scrubbed boy,

Ner. Silence bestows that virtue on it, madam. No higher than thyself, the judge's clerk;

Por. The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, A prating boy, that begg'd it as a fee: When neither is attended; and, I think,

I could not for iny heart deny it him. The nightingale, if she should sing by day,

Por. You were to blame, I must be plain with you, When every goose is cackling, would be thought To part so slightly with your wife's first gift; i No better a musician than the wren.

A thing stuck on with oaths upon your finger, How many things by season season'd are

And so riveted with faith unto your flesh. To their right praise, and true perfection !

I gave my love a ring, and made him swear Peace! now the moon sleeps with Endymion, Never to part with it; and here he stands : And would not be awak'd!

[Music ceases. I dare be sworn for him, he would not leave it, Lor.

That is the voice, Nor pluck it from his finger for the wealth ! Or I am much deceiv'd, of Portia.

That the world masters. Now, in faith, Gratiano, Por. He knows me, as the blind man knows the cuckoo, You give your wife too unkind a cause of grief: By the bad voice.

An 'twere to me, I should be mad at it. i Lor. Dear lady, welcome home.

Bass. [ Aside.] Why, I were best to cut my left Por. We have been praying for our husbands' welfare, hand off, Which speed, we hope, the better for our words. And swear I lost the ring defending it. Are they return'd?

Gra. My lord Bassanio gave his ring away Lor.

Madam, they are not yet; Unto the judge that begg'd it, and, indeed, But there is come a messenger before,

Deserv'd it too; and then the boy, his clerk, To signify their coming.

That took some pains in writing, he begg'd mine; Por. Go in, Nerissa :

And neither man, nor master, would take aught Give order to my servants, that they take

But the two rings.

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