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One of these three contains her heavenly picture.
Is't like, that lead contains her? 'Twere damnation,
To think so base a thought : it were too gross
To rib her cerecloth in the obscure grave.
Or shall I think, in silver she's immur'd,
Being ten times undervalu'd to try'd gold?
O sinful thought ! Never so rich a gem
Was ser in worse than gold. They have in England
A coin, that bears the figure of an angel
Stamped in gold ; but that's 'insculp'd upon;
But here an angel in a golden bed
Lyes all within.-Deliver me the key ;
Here do I chuse, and thriye I as I may !
Por. There, take it, prince, and if my form lye there, Then I am yours.
[Unlocking the gold aafket.
Mor. O hell! what have we here?
A carrion death, within whose empty eye
There is a written scroll ? I'll read the writing.
All that glisters is not gold;
Often have you beard that told :
Many a man bis life bath fold,
But my outside to bebold:
Gilded tombs do worms infold.
Had you been as wife as bold,
Young in limbs, in judgment old,
* This answer had not been inscrold:
Fare you well; your suit is cold,
Mor. Cold, indeed, and labour loft :
Then, farewel, heat, and, welcome, frost.-
Portia, adieu! I have too griev'd a heart
To take a tedious leave : thus losers
Por. A gentle riddance :-Draw the curtains, go :Let all of his complexion chuse me so. [Exeunt.
Sol. Why man, I saw Bassanio under sail ;
With him is Gratiano gone along;
And in their ship, I am sure, Lorenzo is not.
Sala. The villain Jew with outcries rais’d the duke; Who went with him to search Bassanio's ship.
Sol. He came too late, the ship was under sail :
But there the duke was given to understand,
That in a gondola were seen together
Lorenzo and his amorous Jesica:
Besides, Anthonio certify'd the duke,
They were not with Bassanio in his ship.
Sala. I never heard a passion so confus'd,
So strange, outrageous, and so variable,
As the dog Jew did utter in the streets :
My daughter !-O my ducats !-O my daughter !
Fled with a Christian?-- my Christian ducats!
Fustice! the law ! my ducats, and my daughter !--
A fealed bag, two sealed bags of ducats,
Of double ducats, stol'n from me by my daughter !
And jewels ; two stones, two rich and precious stones,
Stol'n by my daughter !—Justice! find the girl!
Sbe bath the stones upon her, and the ducats !
Sol. Why, all the boys in Venice follow him,
Crying,—his stones, his daughter, and his ducats.
Sala. Let good Anthonio look he keep his day, Or he shall pay for this.
Sol. Marry, well remember'd :
'I reason’d with a Frenchman yesterday ;
Who told me,- in the narrow seas, that part
The French and English, there miscarried
A vessel of our country, richly fraught :
I thought upon Anthonio, when he told me ;
And wish'd in filence, that it were not his.
Sala. You were best to tell Anthonio what you hear; Yet do not suddenly, for it may grieve him.
Sol. A kinder gentleman treads not the earth.
I saw Bassanio and Anthonio part :
Baffanio told him, he would make some speed
Of his return; he answer'd,--Do not so,
m Slubber not business for my fake, Bassanio,
But stay the "very riping of the time ;
And for the Jew's bond, which he hath of me,
Let it not enter in °your mind of love :
Be merry; and employ your chiefest thoughts
To courtship, and such fair ostents of love
As shall conveniently become you there :
And even there, his eye being big with tears,
Turning his face, he put his hand behind him,
And with affection wondrous sensible
He wrung Bassanio's hand, and so they parted.
Sela. I think, he only loves the world for him.
I pray thee, let us go, and find him out,
' And quicken his embraced heaviness
With some delight or other.
Sol. Do we fo.
I I reason'd]-talked with.
Slubber not bufiness]-perform it not either hastily or negligently.
very riping of the time ; ]-till all is quite mature. • your mind of love :)—your loving mind your mind, of love-I adjure you by our mutual love.
p And quicken bis embraced heaviness]-endeavour to amuse the melancholy that clings so closely to him, which he indulges too far.
Enter Nerisa, with a Servant. Ner. Quick, quick, I pray thee, draw the curtain
straight; The prince of Arragon hath ta’en his oath, And comes to his election presently. Enter Arragon, bis train ; Portia, with her's. Flourish of
Por. Behold, there stand the caskets, noble prince: If you
chuse that wherein I am contain’d,
Straight shall our nuptial rites be solemniz'd;
But if you fail, without more speech, my lord,
You must be gone from hence immediately.
Ar. I am enjoin'd by oath to observe three things :
First, never to unfold to any one
Which casket ’twas I chose ; next, if I fail
Of the right casket, never in my
To woo a maid in way of marriage ; lastly
If I do fail in fortune of my choice,
Immediately to leave you and be gone.
Per. To these injunctions every one doth swear,
That comes to hazard for my worthless felf. .
Ar. And so have PI addrest me : Fortune now
my heart's hope !-Gold, silver, and base lead. Wbo çbufeth me, must give and hazard all be bath: You shall look fairer, ere I give, or hazard.
What says the golden cheft ? ha! let me see ,-
Wbo chuseth me, shall gain what many men defire.
many men desire,—That many may be meant
Of the fool multitude, that chuse by show,
Not learning more than the fond eye doth teach;
Which pries not to the interior, but, like the martlet
Builds in the weather on the outward wall,
Even 'in the force and road of casualty.
I will not chuse what many men desire,
Because I will not jump with common spirits,
And rank me with the barbarous multitudes.
Why, then to thee, thou silver treasure-house;
Tell me once more what title thou dost bear:
Wbo chuseth me, shall get as much as be deserves ;
And well said too; For who shall go
To cozen fortune, and be honourable
Without the stamp of merit? Let none prefume
To wear an undeserved dignity.
O, that estates, degrees, and offices,
Were not deriv'd corruptly! and that clear honour
Were purchas’d by the merit of the wearer!
How many then should cover, that stand bare ?
How many be commanded, that command ?
• How much low peafantry would then be gleaned
From the true feed of honour ? and how much honour
Pick'd from the chaff and ruin of the times,
To be new varnish'd ? Well, but to my choice :
Wbo chuseth me, shall get as much as be deserves :
I will assume desert;-Give me a key for this,
And instantly unlock my fortunes here.
' in the force)-power, reach.
How much low peafantry)-What meanness would be found among the great, and greatness with the mean? "To be new varnish’d?]-To be restored to its primitive splendor.