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Govern'd a wolf, who, hang'd for human Naughter,
Ev’n from the gallows did his fell foul Aleet,
And, whilst thou lay'st in thy unhallow'd dam,
Infus'd it self in thee : for thy desires
Are wolfish, bloody, starv'd, and ravenous.

Shy. 'Till thou canst rail the seal from off my bond,
Thou but offend'st thy lungs to speak so loud.
Repair thy wit, good youth, or it will fall
To cureless ruin. I stand here for law.

Duke. This letter from Bellario doth commend
A young and learned doctor to our Court.
Where is he?

Ner. He attendeth here hard by
To know your answer, whether you'll admit him.
Duke. With all my heart. Some three or four of

you
Go give him courteous conduct to this place:
Mean time, the Court shall hear Bellario's letter.

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Grace all understand, that, at the receipt of your letter, I am very fick: but at the instant that your messenger came, in loving viftation was with me a young Doctor of Rome, his Name is Balthasar': I acquainted him with the cause in controversie between the Jew and Anthonio the merchant. We turn'd o'er many books together: he is furnished with my opinion, which, bettered with his own learning, (the greatness whereof I cannot enough commend,) comes with him at my importunity, to fill up your Grace's request in my Atead. I beseech you, let bis lack of years be no impediment, to let him lack a reverend estimation: For I never knew so young a body with fo old a head. I leave him to your gracious acceptance, whose trial fall better publish bis commendation.

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Enter Portia, dress'd like a Doctor of Laws.
Duke. You hear the learn'd Bellario, what he writes,

And

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you follow

And here, I take it, is the Doctor come:
Give me your hand.
hand. Came you

from old Bellario? Por. I did, my lord.

Duke. You're welcome: take your place.
Are you acquainted with the difference,
That holds this present question in the Court?

Por. I am informed throughly of the case. Which is the merchant here? and which the Jew ?

Duke. Anthonio and old Shylock, both stand forth.
Por. Is your name Shylock?
Sby. Shylock is my name.
Por. Of a strange nature is the suit

;
Yet in such rule, that the Venetian law
Cannot impugn you, as you

do proceed. You stand within his danger, do you not? [To Anth.

Ant. Ay, so he says.
Por. Do you confess the bond?
Ant. I do.
Por. Then must the Jew be merciful.
Sby. On what compulsion must I tell me that.

Por. · The quality of mercy is not strain'd ; • It droppeth, as the gentle rain from heav'n

Upon the place beneath. It is twice bless'd;
• It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes.
• 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes
« The throned monarch better than his Crown:
• His scepter shews the force of temporal pow'r,
« The attribute to awe and majesty,
• Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of Kings;
• But mercy is above this scepter'd sway,
• It is enthroned in the hearts of Kings;
< It is an attribute to God himself;
• And earthly power doth then shew likest God's,

When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew,
Tho' justice be thy plea, confider this,
That in the course of justice none of us
Should see salvation. We do

pray

for
mercy;

And

And that fame pray'r doth teach us all to render
The deeds of mercy. I have spoke thus much
To mitigate the justice of thy plea ;
Which, if thou follow, this itrict Court of Venice
Must needs give sentence 'gainst the merchant there.

Sby. My deeds upon my head! I crave the law,
The penalty and forfeit of my bond.

Por. Is he not able to discharge the mony?

Bas. Yes, here I tender it for him in the Court, Yea, twice the sum ; if that will not suffice, I will be bound to pay it ten times o’er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart. If this will not suffice, it must appear ? That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority. To do a great right, do a little wrong; And curb this cruel devil of his will.

Por. It must not be; there is no pow'r in Venice, Can alter a decree established. 'Twill be recorded for a precedent; And many an error, by the same example, Will rush into the state. It cannot be.

Sky. A Daniel come to judgment! yea, a Daniel. O wise young judge, how do I honour chee!

Por, I pray you, let me look upon the bond.
Shy. Here'cis, most rev'rend Doctor, here it is.
Por. Shylock, there's thrice chy mony offer'd thee.

Sby. An oath, an oath,- I have an oath in heav'n.
Shall I lay perjury upon my soul ?
No, not for Venice.

Por. Why, this bond is forfeit ;
And lawfully by this the Jew may claim
A pound of flesh, to be by him cut off
Nearest the merchant's heart. Be merciful,
Take thrice thy mony, bid me tear the bond.

7 That malice bears down truth.] By truth is here meant the scalonable offers of accommodation which had been made.

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Sky.

Sby. When it is paid according to the tenour,
It doth appear, you are a worthy judge;
You know the law : your exposition
Hath been most found. I charge you by the law,
Whereof you are a well-deserving pillar,
Proceed to judgment. By my soul I swear,
There is no power in the tongue of man
To alter me. I stay here on my bond.

Ant. Most heartily I do beseech the Court
To give the judgment.

Por. Why, then thus it is:
You must prepare your bosom for his knife.

Sby. O noble judge! O excellent young man!

Por. For the intent and purpose of the law
Hath full relation to the penalty,
Which here appeareth due upon the bond.

Sby. 'Tis very true. O wise and upright judge, How much more elder art thou than thy looks!

Por. Therefore lay bare your bofom.

Sby. Ay, his breast;
So says the bond, doth it not, noble judge?
Neareft his heart, those are the very words.,

Por. It is so. Are there scales, to weigh the flesh?
Sby. I have them ready.
Por. Have ' by some surgeon, Shylock, on your

charge,
To stop his wounds, left he should bleed to death,

Shy. Is it so nominated in the bond?

Por. It is not so exprefs'd; but what of that? 'Twere good, you do so much for charity,

Sby. I cannot find it; 'tis not in the bond.
Por. Come, merchant, have you any thing to say?

Ant. But little : I am arm’d, and well prepar’d. Give me your hand, Bassanio, fare

you

well! Grieve not, that I am fall’n to this for you: 6. For herein fortune Thews herself more kind, “ Than is her cuftom. It is still her ufe,

" To let the wretched man out-live his wealth, " To view with hollow eye, and wrinkled brow, “ An age of poverty:" From which ling'ring penance Of such a misery doch she cut me off. Commend me to your honourable wife; Tell her the process of Antbonio's end; Say, how I lov'd you; speak me fair in death: And when the tale is told, bid her be judge, Whether Basanio had not once a love. Repent not you, that you shall lose

your

friend;
And he repents not, that he pays your debt;
For if the Yew do cut but deep enough,
I'll pay it instantly with all my heart.

Bal. Anthonio, I am married to a wife,
Which is as dear to me as life it self;
But life it self, my wife, and all the world,
Are not with me esteem'd above thy life.
I would lose all; ay, sacrifice them all
Here to this devil, to deliver you.
Por. Your wife would give you little thanks for

that, If she were by to hear you make the offer. .

Gra. I have a wife, whom, I protest, I love;
I would, she were in heav'n, fo lhe could
Intreat some Pow'r to change this currish Jew.

Ner. 'Tis well, you offer it behind her back;
The with would make elfe an unquier house.
Sby. These be the christian husbands.

I've a daughter; 'Would, any of the stock of Barrabas Had been her husband, rather than a christian! [Aside. We trifle time; I pray thee, pursue sentence. Por. A pound of that fame merchant's flesh is

thine,
The Court awards it, and the law doth give it.

Shy. Most rightful judge!
Por. And you must cut this flesh from off his breast;

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