He finds the joys of heaven here on earth; And, if on earth he do not mean it, it Js reason he should never come to heaven. Why, if two gods should play some heavenly match,
And on the wager lay two earthly women, And Portia one, there must be something else Pawn'd with the other; for the poor rude world Hath not her fellow.
Lor. Even such a husband Hast thon of me, as she is for a wife, Jes. Nay, but ask my opinion too of that. Lor. I will anon; first let us go to dinner. Jes. Nay, let me praise you, while I have a stomach.
Lor. No, 'pray thee, let it serve for table-talk; Then, howsoe'er thou speak'st, 'mong other things
Well, I'll set you forth. [Exeunt,
SCENE L Venice. A Court of Justice. Enter the Duke, the Magnificoes; Antonio, Bassanio, Gratiano, Salarino, Salanio, and others.
Duke. What, is Antonio here?
Ant. Ready, so please your grace.
And I be pleas'd to give ten thousand ducats To have it baned? What, are you answer'd ye' Some men there are love not a gaping pig; Some, that are mad, if they behold a cat; And others, when the bag-pipe sings i' the nose, Cannot contain their urine: For affection, Master of passion, sways it to the mood Of what it likes, or loathes: Now, for your
As there is no firm reason to be render'd, Why he cannot abide a gaping pig ; Why he, a harmless necessary cat; Why he, a woollen bag-pipe; but of force Must yield to such inevitable shame, As to offend, himself being offended; So can I give no reason, nor I will not, More than a lodg'd hate, and a certain loathing I bear Antonio, that I follow thus A losing suit against him. Are you answer'd Bass. This is no answer, thon unfeeling man To excuse the current of thy cruelty.
Shy. I am not bound to please thee with my
Bass. Every offence is not a hate at first. Shy. What, wouldst thou have a serpent sting thee twice?
Ant. I pray you, think you question with a Jew t
Duke. I am sorry for thee; thou art come to You may as well go stand upon the beach,
Duke. Make room, and let him stand before our face.
Shylock, the world thinks, and I think so too, That thou but lead'st this fashion of thy malice To the last hour of act; and then 'tis thought, Thou'lt shew thy mercy, and remorse, more strange
Than is thy strange apparent cruelty: And where thou now exact'st the penalty, (Which is a pound of this poor merchant's flesh,) Thou wilt not only lose the forfeiture, But, touch'd with human gentleness and love, Forgive a moiety of the principal; Glancing an eye of pity on his losses, That have of late so huddled on his back; Enough to press a royal merchant down, And pluck commiseration of his state
From brassy bosoms, and rough hearts of flint, From stubborn Turks, and Tartars, never train'd To offices of tender courtesy.
We all expect a gentle answer, Jew.
And bid the main flood bate his usual height; You may as well use question with the wolf, Why he hath made the ewe bleat for the lamb; You may as well forbid the mountain pines To wag their high tops, and to make no noise, When they are fretted with the gusts of heaven? You may as well do any thing most hard, As seek to soften that (than which what's harder?)
His Jewish heart:-Therefore I do beseech you; Make no more offers, use no further means, But, with all brief and plain conveniency, Let me have judgment, and the Jew his will. Bass. For thy three thousand ducats here is six, Shy. If every ducat in six thousand ducats Were in six parts, and every part a ducat, I would not draw them, I would have my bond. Duke. How shalt thou hope for mercy, rend' ring none?
Shy. What judgment shall I dread doing no
You have among you many a purchas'd slave Which, like your asses, and your dogs, and mules,
You use in abject and in slavish parts,
Because you bought them:-Shall I say to you, Let them be free, marry them to your heirs? Why sweat they under burdens ? let their beds Be made as soft as yours, and let their palates Be season'd with such viands? You will answer, The slaves are ours:-So do I answer you: The pound of flesh which I demand of him, Is dearly bought, 'tis mine, and I will have it: If you deny me, fie upon your law! There is no force in the decrees of Venice: I stand for judgment: answer; shall I have it Duke. Upon my power, I may dismiss th court,
Unless Bellario, a learned doctor,
Shy. I have possess'd your grace of what I Whom I have sent for to determine this,
My lord, here stays without A messenger with letters from the doctor, New come from Padua.
Duke. Bring us the letters; Call the messenger Bass. Good cheer, Antonio! What, man
The Jew shall have my flesh, blood, bones, an all,
Ere thou shalt lose for me one drop of blood
Ant. I am a tainted wether of the flock, Meétest for death; the weakest kind of fruit Drops earliest to the ground, and so let me: You cannot better be employ'd, Bassanio, Than to live still, and write mine epitaph. Enter Nerissa, dressed like a Lawyer's Clerk. Duke. Came you from Padua, from Bellario? Ner. From both, my lord; Bellario greets your grace. [Presents a Letter. Bass. Why dost thou whet thy knife so ear- nestly?
Shy. To cut the forfeiture from that bankrupt
Gra. Not on thy sole, but on thy soul, harsh Jew,
Thou mak'st thy knife keen: but no metal can, No, not the hangman's axe, bear half the keen-
Of thy sharp envy. Can no prayers pierce thee? Shy. No, none that thou hast wit enough to
Gra. O, be thou damn'd, inexorable dog! And for thy life let justice be accus'd.
Thou almost mak'st me waver in my faith, To hold opinion with Pythagoras, That souls of animals infuse themselves. Into the trunks of men: thy currish spirit Govern'd a wolf, who, hang'd for human slaugh-
Even from the gallows did his fell soul fleet, And whilst thou lay'st in thy unhallow'd dam, Infus'd itself 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 oy, To know your answer, whether you'll admit
Duke. With all my heart-some three or four of you,
Por. Is your name Shylock? Shy. Shylock is my name. Por. Of a strange nature is the suit you follow; Yet in such rule, that the Venetian law Cannot impugn you, as you do proceed.- You stand within his danger, do you not 7 ¡To Antonio. Por. Ant. Ay, so he says.
Do you confess the bond? Ant, I do. Por. Then mitst the Jew be merciful. Por. The quality of mercy is not strain'd; Shy. On what compulsion must 17 tell me that. Upon the place beneath: it is twice bless'd; It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven "Tis mightiest in the mightiest; It becomes It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes! The throned monarch better than his crown: The attribute to awe and majesty, His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this,- Should see salvation; we do pray for mercy That in the course of justice, none of us And that same prayer doth teach us all to render To mitigate the justice of thy plea; The deeds of mercy. I have spoke thus much, Which if thou follow, this strict court of Venice Must needs give sentence 'gainst the merchant there.
Shy. My deeds upon my head? I crave the law, The penalty and forfeit of my bond.
Por. Is he not able to discharge the money 7 Yea, twice the sum: if that will not suffice, Bass. Yes, here I tender it for him in the court; 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
Wrest once the law to your authority: And curb this cruel devil of his will. To do a great right, do a little wrong; Por. It must not be; there is no power 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. Shy. A Daniel come to judgment! yea, a
Go, give him courteous conduct to this place. Mean time, the court shall hear Bellario's letter. [Clerk reads.] Your grace shall understand, that, at the receipt of your letter, I am very sick: but in the instant that your messenger came, in loving visitation was with me a young doctor of Rome, his name is Balthasar: I ac- quainted him with the cause in controversy be- tween the Jew and Antonio the merchant: we turned o'er many books together: he is fur-0 nish'd with my opinion; which, better'd with his own learning, (the greatness whereof I can- not enough commend,) comes with him, at my importunity, to fill up your graces request in my stead. beseech you, let his lack of years be no impediment to let him lack a reverend es- timation for I never knew so young a body with so old a head. I leave him to your gra- cious acceptance, whose trial shall better pub- lish his commendation. Duke. You hear the learn'd Bellario, what he writes:
And here, I take it, is the doctor come.- Enter Portia, dressed like a Doctor of Laws. Give me your hand: Came you from old Bel. lario 7
Duke. You are 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 cause. Which is the merchant here, and which the Jew? Duke. Antonio and old Shylock, both stand forth.
wise young judge, how do I honour thee! Por. I pray you, let me look upon the bond. Shy. Here 'tis, most reverend doctor, here it is. Por. Shylock, there's thrice thy money offer'd
Shy. An oath, an oath, I have an oath in hea Shall I lay perjury upon my soul? No, not for Venice. Por.
Why, this bond is forfeit ; A pound of flesh, to be by him cut off And lawfully by this the Jew may claim Nearest the merchant's heart :-Be merciful; Take thrice thy money; bid me tear the bond. It doth appear, you are a worthy judge; Shy. When it is paid according to the tenour.- You know the law, your exposition Hath been most sound: 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: 1 stay here on my bond. Ant. Most heartily do I beseech the court To give the judgment. Por. Why then, thus it is. You must prepare your bosom for his knife:
Shy. 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. Shy. 'Tis very true: 0 wise and upright judge! How much more elder art thou than thy looks! Por. Therefore lay bare your bosom. Shy. Ay, his breast: So says the bond :-Doth it not, noble judge 7- Nearest his heart, those are the very words. Por. It is so. Are there balance here, to weigh The flesh?
I have them ready. Por. Have by some surgeon, Shylock, on your charge,
To stop his wounds, lest he do bleed to death. Shy. Is it so nominated in the bond? Por. It is not so express'd; But what of that? "Twere good you do so much for charity. Shy. I cannot find it; 'tis not in the bond. Por. Come, merchant, have you any thing to say?
Por. For as thou urgest justice, be assur'd, Thou shalt have Justice, more than thou desir'st. Gra. O learned judge!-Mark, Jew ;-a learn- ed judge!
Thyself shalt see the act:
Shy. I take this offer then :-pay the bond thrice, And let the Christian go. Bass. Por. Soft;
The Jew shall have all justice :--soft !—no haste;
He shall have nothing but the penalty.
Gra. O Jew! an upright judge, a learned judge! Por. Therefore prepare thee to cut off the flesh Shed thou no blood; nor cut thou less, nor more But just a pound of flesh if thou tak'st more, Or less than a just pound,-be it but so much As makes it light, or heavy, in the substance. Or the division of the twentieth part Of one poor scruple; nay, if the scale do turn But in the estimation of a hair,-
Ant. But little; I am arm'd, and well pre-Thou diest, and all thy goods are confiscate. par'd.
Give me your hand, Bassanio! fare you well! Grieve not that I am fallen to this for you: For herein fortune shows herself more kind Than is her custom: it is still her use, To let the wretched man outlive his wealth, To view with hollow eye, and wrinkled brow, An age of poverty; from which lingering pe
Of such a misery doth she cut me off. Commend me to your honourable wife: Tell her the process of Antonio's end, Say, how I lov'd yon, speak me fair in death; And, when the tale is told, bid her be judge, Whether Bassanio 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 Jew do cut but deep enough, I'll pay it instantly with all my heart. Bass. Antonio, I am married to a wife, Which is as dear to me as life itself; But life itself, 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 heaven, so she could Entreat some power to change this currish Jew. Ner. 'Tis well you offer it behind her back; The wish would make else an unquiet house. Shy. These be the Christian husbands: I have 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 same 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;
The law allows it, and the court awards it. Shy. Most learned judge! a sentence: come, prepare.
Por. Tarry a little:-there is something else.- This bond doth give thee here no jot of blood; The words expressly are, a pound of flesh: Take then thy bond, take thou thy pound of flesh; But, in the cutting it, if thou dost shed One drop of Christian blood, thy lands and goods Are, by the laws of Venice, confiscate Unto the state of Venice.
Gra. O upright judge !-Mark, Jew ;-O learn- ed judge! Shy. Is that the law 3
Gra. A second Daniel, a Daniel, Jew! Now, infidel, I have thee on the hip.
Por. Why doth the Jew pause? take thy for- feiture.
Shy. Give me my principal, and let me go. Bass. I have it ready for thee; here it is. Por. He hath refus'd it in the open court; He shall have merely justice, and his bond.'" Gra. A Daniel, still say 1; a second Daniel!- I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word. Shy. Shall I not have barely my principal 7 Por. Thou shalt have nothing but the for To be so taken at thy peril, Jew. feiture,
Shy. Why, then the devil give him good of it I'll stay no longer question.
Tarry, Jew; The law hath ye: another holy on you. It is enacted in the laws of Venice,- If it be proved against an alien, That by direct, or indirect attempts, He seek the life of any citizen, The party, 'gainst the which he doth contrive, Shall seize one half his goods; the other half Comes to the privy coffer of the state; And the offender's life lies in the mercy Of the duke only, 'gainst all other voice. In which predicament, I say, thou stand'st: For it appears by manifest proceeding, That, indirectly, and directly too, Thou hast contriv'd against the very life Of the defendant: and thou hast incurr'd The danger formerly by me rehears'd. Down, therefore, and beg mercy of the duke. Gra. Beg, that thou mayst have leave to hang thyself:
And yet, thy wealth being forfeit to the state, Thou hast not left the value of a cord; Therefore, thou must be hang'd at the state's charge.
Duke. That thou shalt see the difference of our spirit,
pardon thee thy life before thon ask it: For half thy wealth, it is Antonio's; The other half comes to the general state, Which humbleness may drive unto a fine. Por. Ay, for the state; not for Antonio. Shy. Nay, take my life and all, pardon not that:
You take my house, when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house; you take my life, When you do take the means whereby I live. Por. What mercy can you render him, An- Gra. A halter gratis; nothing else, for God's tonio ?
To quit the fine for one half of his goods;
I am content, so he will let me have The other half in use,-to render it, Upon his death, unto the gentleman That lately stole his daughter:
She would not hold out enemy for ever," For giving it to me. Well, peace be with you! [Exeunt Portia and Nerissa. Ant. My lord Bassanio, let him have the ring;
Two things provided more.That,for this favour, Let his deservings, and my love withal,
He presently become a Christian; The other, that he do record a gift, Here in the court, of all he dies possess'd,
Unto his son Lorenzo, and his daughter. Duke. He shall do this; or else I do recant The pardon that I late pronounced here.
Por. Art thou contented, Jew, what dost thou say?
Clerk, draw a deed of gift. Shy. I pray you, give me leave to go from
Get thee gone, but do it.
Gra. In christening thou shalt have two godfathers;
Had I been judge, thou shouldst have had ten more;
To bring thee to the gallows, not to the font. [Exit Shylock. Duke. Sir, I entreat you home with me to dinner.
Be valued 'gainst your wife's commandment. Bass. Go, Gratiano, run and overtake him, Give him the ring; and bring him, if thou canst, Unto Antonio's house :-away, make haste. [Exit Gratianý. Come, you and I will thither presently; And in the morning early will we both Fly toward Belmont: Come, Antonio. [Exeunt. SCENE 11. The same. A Street.
Enter Portia and Nerissa.
Por. Inquire the Jew's house out, give him this deed,
And let him sign it; we'll away to-night, And be a day before our husbands home: This deed will be well welcome to Lorenzo. Enter Gratiano.
Gra. Fair sir, you are well overtaken: My lord Bassanio, upon more advice. Hath sent you here this ring; and doth entreat Your company at dinner. Por. That cannot be: This ring I do accept most thankfully, And so, I pray you, tell him: Furthermore, Duke. I am sorry that your leisure serves you I pray you, show my youth old Shylock's house. Gra. That will I do.
Por. I humbly do desire your grace of pardon; I must away this night toward Padua, And it is meet i presently set forth.
Antonio, gratify this gentleman; For, in my mind, you are much bound to him.
[Exeunt Duke, Magnificoes, and train. Bass. Most worthy gentleman, I and my friend Have by your wisdom been this day acquitted Of grievous penalties; in lieu whereof, Three thousand ducats, due unto the Jew, We freely cope your courteous pains withal. Ant. And stand indebted, over and above, In love and service to you evermore. Por. He is well paid that is well satisfied; And I, delivering you, am satisfied, And therein do account myself well paid; My mind was never yet more mercenary. I pray you, know me, when we meet again; I wish you well, and so I take my leave. Bass. Dear sir, of force I must attempt you further;
Take some remembrance of us, as a tribute, Not as a fee: grant me two things, I pray you, Not to deny me, and to pardon me.
Por. You press me far, and therefore I will yield.
Give me your gloves, I'll wear them for your sake:
And, for your love, I'll take this ring from
Do not draw back your hand; I'll take no more; And you in love shall not deny me this.
Bass. This ring, good sir,-alas, it is a trifle; I will not shame myself to give you this. Por. I will have nothing else but only this; And, now, methinks, I have a mind to it. Bass. There's more depends on this, than
The dearest ring in Venice will I give you, And find it out by proclamation: Only for this, I pray you, pardon me. Por. I see, sir, you are liberal in offers: You taught me first to beg; and now, methinks, You teach me how a beggar should be answer'd. Bass. Good sir, this ring was given ine by my wife;
And when she put it on, she made me vow, That I should neither sell, nor give, nor lose it. Por. That 'scuse serves many men to save their gifts.
An if your wife be not a mad woman,
And know how well I have deserv'd this ring,
Ner. Sir, I would speak with you:I'll see if I can get my husband's ring,
[To Portia. Which I did make him swear to keep for ever. Por. Thou may'st, I warrant: We shall have old swearing,
That they did give the rings away to men; But we'll outface them, and outswear them too. Away, inake haste; thou know'st where I will tarry.
Ner. Come, good sir, will you show me to this house? [Exeunt.
In such a night, Did Jessica steal from the wealthy Jew: And with an unthrift love did run from Venice, As far as Belmont. Jes. And in such a night, Did young Lorenzo swear he lov'd her well; Stealing her soul with many vows of faith, And ne'er a true one. Lor. And in such a night, Did pretty Jessica, like a little shrew, Slander her love, and he forgave it her. Jes. I would out-night you, did nobody come: But, hark, I hear the footing of a man.
But go we in, I pray thee, Jessica, And ceremoniously let us prepare
Some welcome for the mistress of the house. Enter Launcelot.
Laun. Sola, sola, wo, ha, ho, sola, sola! Lor. Who calls?
Laun. Sola! did you see master Lorenzo, and mistress Lorenzo ? sola, sola!
Lor. Leave hollaing, man; here. Laun. Sola! where? where? Lor. Here.
Laun. Tell him, there's a post come from my master, with his horn full of good news; my master will be here ere morning. [Exit. Lor. Sweet soul, let's in, and there expect their coming.
And yet no matter;-Why should we go in? My friend Stephano, signify, I pray you, Within the house, your mistress is at hand; And bring your musick forth into the air. [Exit Stephano. How sweet the moon-light sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of musick Creep in our ears; soft stillness, and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica: Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb, which thou be- hold'st,
But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-ey'd cherubins: Such harmony is in immortal souls; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close us in, we cannot hear it.- Enter Musicians.
Come, ho, and wake Diana with a hymn; With sweetest touches pierce your mistress' ear, And draw her home with musick. [Musick. Jes. I am never merry, when I hear sweet
Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones, and floods;
Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of ragé, But musick for the time doth change his nature The man that hath no musick in himself, Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils: The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus: Let no such man be trusted.-Mark the musick.
Enter Portia and Nerissa at a distance. Por. That light we see is burning in my hall. How far that little candle throws his beams!
Por. So doth the greater glory dim the less: A substitute shines brightly as a king, Until a king be by; and then his state Empties itself, as doth an inland brook Into the main of waters. Musick! hark! Ner. It is your musick, madam, of the house. Por. Nothing is good, I see, without respect; Methinks, it sounds much sweeter than by day. Ner. Silence bestows that virtue on it, madam. Por. The crow doth sing as sweetly as the When neither is attended; and, I think, lark,
The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren.
How many things by season season'd are To their right praise, and true perfection! Peace, hoa the moon sleeps with Endymion, And would not be awak'd! Musick ceases. Lor. That is the voice,
Or I am much deceived, of Portia. Por. He knows me, as the blind man knows the cuckoo, By the bad voice." Lor.
Dear lady, welcome home. Por. We have been praying for our husbands' welfare,
Which speed, we hope, the better for our words. Are they return'd ?
Lor. Madam, they are not yet; But there is come a messenger before, To signify their coming. Por. Go in, Nerissa,
Give order to my servants, that they take No note at all of our being absent hence ;— Nor you, Lorenzo:-Jessica, nor you.
(A tucket sounds, Lor. Your husband is at hand, I hear his trumpet;
We are no tell-tales, madam; fear you not. Por. This night, methinks, is but the daylight sick,
It looks a little paler; 'tis a day,, Such as a day is when the sun is hid.
Enter Bassanio, Antonio, Gratiano, and their Followers.
Bass. We should hold day with the Antipodes, If you would walk in absence of the sun. For a light wife doth make a heavy husband, Por. Let me give light, but let me not be light; But God sort all 1-You are welcome home, my And never be Bassanio so for me;
Bass. I thank you, madam; give welcome to my friend.
To whom I am so infinitely bound. This is the man, this is Antonio,
Por. You should in all sense be much bound to him,
For, as I hear, he was much bound for you. Ant. No more than I am well acquitted of. Por. Sir, you are very welcome to our house: must appear in other ways than words, Therefore, I scant this breathing courtesy.
Gratiano and Nerissa seem to talk apart, Gra. By yonder moon, I swear, you do mo
In faith, I gave it the judge's clerk: Since you do take it, love, so much at heart. Would he were gelt that had it, for my part, Por. A quarrel, ho, already! what's the matter? Gra. About a hoop of gold, a paltry ring That she did give me : whose posy was For all the world like cutler's poetry Upon a knife, Love me, and leave me not. Ner. What talk you of the posy, or the value 7 You swore to me, when I did give it you,
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