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When every goose is cackling, would be thought
cuckow, By the bad voice.
Lor. Dear lady, welcome home.
Por. We have been praying for our husband's healths, Which speed, we hope, the better for our words. Are they return'd?
Lor. Madam, they are not yet ;
Por. Go, Nerissa,
[ 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 day-light lick; It looks a little paler ; 'tis a day, Such as the day is when the sun is hid Enter Bailano, Anthonin, Gratiano, and their followers,
Bal. We should hold day with the Antipodes, If you would walk in absence of the fun.
Por. Let me give light, * but let me not be light; For a light wife doth make a heavy husband; And never be Buffanio so for me ; But God sort all!-You're welcome home, my lord.
* There is scareely any word delights to trifle as with light, with which Shakespear so much in its various fignifications,
Bal. Bal. I thank you, Madam. Give welcome to my
friend. -This is the man, this is Anthonio, To whom I am so infinitely bound.
Por. You should in all sense be much bound to him ; For, as I hear, he was much bound for you.
Anth. No more than I am well acquitted of.
Por. Sir, you are very welcome to our house.
[Graciano and Nerissa seem to talk apart.
Por. A quarrel, ho—_already ?-what's the matter?
Gra. About a hoop of gold, a paltry ring,
Ner. What talk you of the poely, or the value ?
you would wear it ’ill your hour of death,
Gra. He will, an if he live to be a man.
Gra. Now, by this hand, I gave it to a youth,-
Por. You were to blame, I must be plain with you,
And riveted with faith unto your flesh.
Bal. Why, I were best to cut my left hand off,
Gra. My lord Bassanio gave his ring away
Por. What ring gave you, my lord ?
Ball. If I could add a lie unto a fault,
Por. Even so void is your false heart of truth.
Ner. Nor I in yours,
Bas. Sweet Portia,
Por. If you had known the virtue of the ring,
* I. II. III. IV. contain,
What man is there so much unreasonable,
you had pleas'd to have defended it
Ball. No, by mine honour, Madam—by my soul —
you been there, I think, you would have begg’d The ring of me, to give the worthy Doctor.
Por. Let not that Do&or e'er come near my house. Since he hath got the jewel that I lov’d, And that which you did swear to keep for me, I will become as liberal as you ; l'll not deny him any thing I have, No, not my body, nor my husband's bed. Know him I shall, I am well sure of it. Lie not a night from home; watch me, like Argus : If you do not, if I be left alone, Now, by mine honour, which is yet my own, I'll have that Doctor for my bedfellow.
Ner. And I his clerk-cherefore be well advis’d, How you do leave me to mine own protection.
7 What man wanted the What man could have so little momudesty
dely, or cuanted modefty fo much To urge ibe thing held as a cere- as to urge the demand of a thing
mony?] This is very bicei- kept in an account in some fort tiously expreffed. The sense is, religious.
Gra. Well, do you so; let me not take him then; For if I do, I'll mar the
young clerk's pen. Anth. I am th' unhappy subject of these quarrels. Por. Sir, grieve not you, You are welcome, not
Por. Mark you but that!
Bal. Nay, but hear me :
Anth. I once did lend my body for his wealth &
[7o Portia, Had quite miscarry'd. I dare be bound again, My soul upon the forfeit, that your lord Will never more break faith advisedly.
Por. Then you shall be his surety. Give him this, And bid him keep it better than the other.
Anth. Here, lord Bassanio, swear to keep this ring.
Por. I had it of him-pardon me, Bassanio ;
Ner. And pardon me, my gentle Gratiano, For that same scrubbed boy, the Doctor's clerk, In lieu of this, last night did lie with me.
Gra. Why, this is like the mending of high ways In fummer, where the ways are fair enough. What! are we cuckolds, ere we have delerv'd it?
Per. Speak not so grossly-you are all amaz’d
8 for his wealth.] For term opposite to adverfity, or cahis advantage ; 10 obtain his hap- lamity, piness. Wealth was, at ume, the