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Still more fool I shall appear
[Exeunt Arragon and train.
Ner. The ancient saying is no heresy ;-
Enter a Sertant.
Here; what would my lord ?
Por. No more, I pray thee; I am half afear'd.
SCENE I.- Venice. A Street,
Enter SALANIO and SALARINO. Salan. Now, what news on the Rialto ?
Salar. Why, yet it lives there uncheck'd, that Antonio hath a ship of rich lading wreck'd on the narrow seas; the Goodwins, I think they call the place; a very dangerous flat, and fatal, where the carcasses of many a tall ship lie buried, as they say, if my gossip report be an honest woman of her word.
Salan. I would she were as lying a gossip in that, as ever knapp'd ginger, or made her neighbours believe she wept for the death of a third husband : But it is true, - without any slips of prolixity, or crossing the plain highway of talk, - that the good Antonio, the honest Antonio, Othat I had a title good enough to keep his name company!
Salar. Come, the full stop.
Salan. Ha, - what say'st thou ?- Why, the end is, he hath lost a ship
Salar. I would it might prove the end of his losses !
Salan. Let me say Amen betimes, lest the devil cross my prayer; for here he comes in the likeness of a
Shy. You knew, none so well, none so well as you, of my daughter's flight.
Salar. That's certain ; I, for my part, knew the tailor that made the wings she flew withal.
Salan. And Shylock, for his own part, knew the bird was fledged
; and then it is the complexion of them all to leave the dam.
Shy. She is damn'd for it.
Salar. There is more difference between thy flesh and hers, than between jet and ivory; more between your bloods, than there is between red wine and Thenish :- But tell us, do you hear whether Antonio have had any loss at sea or no!
Shy. There I have another bad match: a bankrupt, a prodigal, who dares scarce shew his head on the Rialto;- a beggar, that used to come so smug upon the mart; - let him look to his bond: he was wont to call me usurer;- let him look to his bond: he was wont to lend money for a Christian courtesy ; - let him look to his bond.
Salar. Why, I am sure, if he forfeit, thou wilt not take his flesh; What's that good for ?
Shy. To bait fish withal : if it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge. He hath disgraced me, and hindered me of half a million ; laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated miue enemies; and
what his reason? I am a Jew: Hath not a Jew eyes! hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senser affections, passions ? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge ? il we are like you in the rest, we will is his humility ? revenge ; if a Christian wrong a Jew; what should his sufferance be by Christian example why, revenge.
The villainy sou teach me, I will execute; and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.
Enter a Servant. Serv. Gentlemen, my master Antonio Is at his house, and desires to speak with you both. Salar. We have been up and down to seek him.
Enter TUBAL. Salan. Here comes another of the tribe; a third cannot be matched, unless the devil himself turn Jew.
[Exeunt Salan. Salar. and Sercant, Shy. How now, Tubal, what news from Genoa ? hast inou found my daughter ?
Tub. I often came where I did hear of her, but cannot find her. gone, cost me two thousand ducats in Frankfort! The
Shy. Why there, there, there, there! a diamond it till now: two thousand educats in that; and other curse never fell upon our nation till now, I never felt precious, precious jewls.--I would my daughter were dead at my foot, and the jewels in her ear! would sho No news of them is why. 190: hande r know not what's spent in the search: why. thou loss upon loss! thier gone with so much, and so much to find the thiel; and no satisfaction, no revenge : nor no ill luck stirring. breathing; no tears, but o' my shedding.
Tub. Yes, other men have ill luck too; Antonio, as
I heard in Genoa,
Shy. I thank God, I thank God : Is it true? is it true?
Tub. I spoke with some of the sailors that escaped the wreck.
Shy. I thank thee, good Tubal;- Good news, good news: ha! ha! - Where P in Genoa ?
Tub. Your daughter spent in Genoa, as I heard, one night, fourscore dueats !
Shy. Thou stick'st a dagger in me:- I shall nerer see my gold again: Fourscore ducals at a sitting ! fourscore ducats !
Tub. There came divers of Antonio's creditors in my company to Venice, that swear he cannot choose but break. Shy. I am very glad of it: I'll plague him ; I'll torture him; I am glad of it. Tub. One of them shewed me a ring, that he had of your daughter for a monkey.
Shy. Out upon her! Thou torturest me, Tubal : it was my turquoise; I had it of Leah, when I was a bachelor : I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkeys.
Tub. But Antonio is certainly undone. Shy. Nay, that's true, that's very true: Go, Tubal, see me an officer, berpeak him a fortnight before : 1 will have the heart of him, ir be forfeit; for were he out of Venice, I can make what merchandise I will: Go, go, Tubal, and meet me at our synagogue; go, good Tubal ; at our synagogue, Tubal. (Exeunt. Scene II.-Belmont. A Room in Portia's House.
Enter BASSANIO, PORTIA, GRATIANO, NERISSA, and Attendants. The caskets are set out.
Por. I pray you, tarry ; pause a day or two,
One half of me is yours, the other hall yours,
Let me choose ;
Por. Upon the rack, Bassanio ? then confess
Bass. None, but that ugly treason of mistrust,
Por. Ay, but I fear, you speak upon the rack,
Bass. Promise me life, and I'll confess the truth.
Confess, and love
Por. Away then: I am lock'd in one of them ;
Go, Hercules !