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Laun. For the table, sir, it shall be served in; for the To offices of tender courtesy.
meat,sir, it shall be covered; for your coming in to din- We all expect a gentle answer, Jew.
ner, sir, why, let it be as humours and conceits shall Shy. I have possess'd your grace of what I purpose;
govern.

[Exit Launcelot. And by our holy Sabbath have I sworn,
Lor. O dear discretion, how his words are suited! To have the due and forfeit of my bond.
The fool hath planted in his memory

If you deny it, let the danger light
An army of good words; and I do know

Upon your charter, and your city's freedom.
A many fools, that stand in better place,

You'll ask me, why I rather choose to have
Garnish'd like him, that for a tricksy word

A weight of carrion flesh, than to receive
Defy the matter. How cheer'st thou, Jessica ?

Three thousand ducats : I'll not answer that:
And now, good sweet, say thy opinion,

But, say, it is my humour: is it answer'd?
How dost thou like the lord Bassanio's wife?

What it'my house be troubled with a rat,
Jes. Past all expressing: it is very meet,

And I be pleas’d to give ten thousand ducats
Thelord Bassanio live an upright life;

To have it baned? What, are you answer'd yet?
For, having such a blessing in his lady,

Some men there are, love not a gaping pig;
He finds the joys of heaven here on earth;

Some, that are mad, if they hehold a cat;
And, if on earth he do not mean it, it

And others, when the bag-pipe sings i' the nose,
Is reason he should never come to heaven.

Cannot contain their urine; for affection,
Why, iftwo gods should play some heavenly match, Mistress of passion, sways it to the mood
And on the wager lay two earthly women,

Of what it likes, or loaths. Now, for your answer:
And Portia one, there must be something else As there is no firm reason to be render'd,
Pawn'd with the other: for the poor rude world Why he cannot abide a gaping pig;
Hath not her fellow.

Why he a harmless necessary cat;
Lor. Even such a husband

Why he a swollen bag-pipe; but of force
Hast thou of me, as she is for a wife.

Must yield to such inevitable shame,
Jes. Nay, but ask my opinion too of that.

As to offend, himself being offended ;
Lor. I will anon; first, let us go to dinner.

So can I give no reason, nor I will not,
Jes. Nay, let me praise you while I have a stomach, More than a lodg'd hate, and a certain loathing,
Lor. No, pray thee, let it serve for table-talk; I bear Antonio, that I follow thus
Then, howsoe'er thou speak’st, 'mong other things A losing

suit against him. Are you answer'd ?
I shall digestit.

Bass. This is no answer, thou unfeeling man, Jes. Well, I'll set you forth.

[Exeunt. To excuse the current of thy cruelty.

Shy. I am not bound to please thee with my answer. ACT

Bass. Do all men kill the things they do not love?
IV.

Shy. Hates any man the thing, he would not kill ?
SCENE 1.-Venice. A court of justice. Bass. Every offence is not a hate at first.
Enter the Duke, the Magnificues ; Antonio, Bassanio, Shy. What, woald'st thou have a serpent sting thee
GratianO, SALARINO, SALARIO, and others.

twice?
Duke. What, is Antonio here?

Ant. I pray you, think you question with the Jew :
Ant. Ready, so please your grace.

You may as well go stand upon the beach,
Duke. I am sorry for thee; thou art come to answer And bid the inain food bate his usual height;
A stony adversary, an inhuman wretch,

You may as well use question with the wolf,
Uncapable of pity, void and empty

Why he hath made the ewe bleat for the lamb;
From any dram of mercy.

You may as well forbid the mountain pines
Ant. I have heard,

To wag their high tops, and to make no noise,
Your grace hath ta'en great pains to qualify When they are fretted with the gusts of heaven;
His rigorous course; but since lre stands obdurate, You may as well do any thing most hard,
And that no lawful means can carry me

As seek to soften that (than which what's harder?)
Out of his envy's reach, I do oppose

His Jewish heart:- therefore, I do beseech you,
My patience to his fury; and am arna'd

Make no more offers, use no farther means,
To suffer, with a quietness of spirit,

But, with all brief and plain conveniency,
The very tyranny and rage of his.

Let me have judgement, and the Jew his will.
Duke. Go one, and call the Jew into the court ! Bass. For thy three thousand ducats here is six.
Salan. He's ready at the door: he comes, my lord. Shy. If every ducat in six thousand ducats

Were in six parts, and every part a ducat,
Enter SHYLOCK,

I would not draw them, I would have my bond.
Duke. Makeroom, and let him stand before our face !- Duke. How shalt thou hope for mercy, rend'ring
Shylock, the world thinks, and I think so too,

none?
That thou but lead'st this fashion of thy malice
To the last hour of act; and then, 'tis thought,

Shy.What judgement shall I dread, doing no wrong?

You have among you mæny a purchas'd slave,
Thou'lt show thy mercy, and remorse, more strange Which, like your asses, and your dogs, and mules,
Than is thy strange apparent cruelty:

You use in abject and in slavish parts,
And where thou now exact’st the penalty,
(Which is a pound of this poor merchant’s flesh,)

Because you bought them :- shall I say to you,
Thou wilt not only lose the forfeiture,

Let them be free, marry them to your heirs ?
But, touch'd with human gentleness and love,

Why sweat they under burdens? let their beds
Forgive a moiety of the principal ;

Be made as soft as yours, and let their palates

Be season'd with such viands? You will answer,
Glancing an eye of pity on hislosses,
That have of late so huddled on his back;

The slaves are ours :- so do I answer you:
Enough to press a royal merchant down,

The pound of flesh, which I demand of him,
And pluck commiseration of his state

Is dearly bought, is mi and I will have it :
From brassy bosoms, and rongh hearts offlint,

If you deny me, fie upon your law!

There is no force in the decrecs of Venice:
From stubborn Turks and Tartars, never train'd

I stand for judgement: answer; shall I have it?

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ruke. Upon my power, I may dismiss this court, Are you acquainted with the difference Unless Bellario, a learned doctor,

That holds this present question in the court? Whom I have sent for to determine this,

Por. Jam informed throughly of the cause. Come here to-dar.

Which is the merchant here, and which the Jew? Salar, Dívlord, here stays without

Dure. Antonio and old Shylock, both stand forth. A messenger with letters from the doctor,

Por. Is your name Shylock?
New come from Padua.

Slix. Shylock is
Duke. Bring is the letters ; call the messenger! Por. 01 a strange nature is the suit you follow;
Buss. Good cheer, Antonio! What, man? courage yet! Yet in such rule, that the Venetian law
The Jew shall have my liesh, blood, bones, and all, Cannot impugn you, as you do proceed.--
Lre thou shalt lose for me one drop of blood.

You stand within his danger,do you not?[To Antonio.
Ant. I am a tainted wether of the lock,

Ant. Ay, so he says. Meetest for deatı: the weakest kind of fruit

Por. Do you confess the bond? Drops earliest to the ground, and so let me:

Ant. I do. You cannot better be employ'd, Bassanio,

Por. Then must the Jew be merciful. Than to live still and write mine epitaph.

Shy. On what compulsion must I ? tell me that.

Por. The quality of mercy is not strain'd; Enter Nenissa, dressed like a lawyer's clerk.

It droppeth, as the gentle rain from heaven
Duke. Came you from Padua, from Bellario? Upon the place beneath; it is twice bless'd;
Ner. From both, my lord: Bellario greets your grace. It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes :

[ Presents a letter. "Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes
Bass. Why dost thou whet thy knife so earnestly? The throned monarch better than his crown:
Sliy. To cut the forfeiture from that bankrupt there. Flis sceptre shows the force of temporal power,
Gra. Not on thy sole, but on thy soul, harsh Jew, The attribute to awe and majesty,
Thou mak'st thy knifekeen: but no metal can, Wherein dotlı sit the dread and fear of kings;
No, not the hangman's ax, bear hall the keenness But mercy is above this scepter'd sway,
Of thy sharp envy. Can no prayers pierce thee? It is enthroned in the hearts of kings,
Shy. No, none that thou hast wit enough to make. It is an attribute to God himself;
Gra. O, be thou damu'd, inexorabledog !

And earthly power doth then show likest God's
And for thy life let justice be accus'd.

When mercy seasous justice. Therefore, Jew, Thon almost mak’st ine waver in ny faith,

Though justice bethy plea, consider this, To hold opinion with Pythagoras,

That, in the course of justice, none of us That souls of animals infuse themselves

Should see salvation: we do pray for

mercy; Into the trunks ot'men: thy currish spirit

And that same prayer Inth teach us all to reuder
Governd a wolf, who, lang’d for human slaughter, The deeds of mercy. I have spoke thus much
Even from the gallows did his fell soulfleet,

To mitigate the justice of thy plea;
And, whilst thou lay'st in thyrnhallow'd dam, Which ifthou follow, this strict court of Venice
Infus'd itselfin thee; for thy desires

Must needs give sentence 'gainst the merchant there. Arewolfish, bloody, starv'd, and ravenous.

Shy. My deeds upon my head! I crave the law,
Sly. Till thou can'st rail the seal from ofl my bovd, The penalty and forfeit ofmy bond.
Thou but ollend'st thy lungs to speak so lvud: Por. Is he not able to discharge the money?
Repair thy wil, good youth, or it will fall

Bass. Yes, here stepder it for him in the court:
To cureless ruin. --I stand here for law,

Yea twice thesum: if that will not suffice,
Duke. This letter from Bellario doth commend I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er,
A young and learned doctor to our court:

On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart:
Where is lie?

If this will not sufiice, it must appear, Ner. He attendeth here hard by,

That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you,
To know your answer, whether you'll admit him. Wrest once the law to your authority:

Duke.With all my heart:--some three or four of you, To do a great right, do a little wrong;
Go give him courteous conduct to this place

And curb this orucl devil of his will!
Mean time, the court shall hear Bellario's letter. Por. It must not be; there is no power in Venice

(Clerk reads.] Your grace shall understand, that, at Can alter a decree established:
the receipt of your letier, I am very sick: but in the in- 'Twill be recorded for a precedent;
stand that your messenger came, in loving visitation And many an error, by the same example
was with me a young doctor of Rome,his name is Bal- Willrush into the state: it cannot be.
thasar: I acqnainted him with the cause in controver- Shy. A Daniel come to judgment :-yea, a Daniel!-
sy between the Jew und Antonio the merchant: we O wise young judge, how do I honour thee!
turned o'er many books together: he is furnish'd with Por. I pray vou, let me look upon the bond!
my opinion ; which, better'd with his own learning, Shy. Here'tis, most reverend doctor, here it is.
(the greatness whereof I cannot enough commend,) Por

. Shylock, there's thrice thy money offer'd thec.
comes with him, at my importunity, to fill up your shy. An oath, an oath, I have an oath in heaven :
grace's request in my stead. Ibeseech you,let hislackof Shall I lay perjury upon my soul?
years be no impediment to let him lack a reverend No, not for Venice.
estimation ; for I never knew so young a body with so Por. Why, this bond is forfeit;
old a head. I leare him to your gracious acceptance, And lawfully by this the Jew may claim
whose trial shall better publish his commendation. A pound of fiesă, to be by him cnt off

Duke. You hear the leare'd Bellario, what he writes : Nearest the merchant's heart:- be merciful;
And here, I tak it, is thee doctor come. -

Take thricethy money; bid me tear the bond.

Shy. When it is paid according to the tenour.
Enter Portia, dressed like a doctor of laws.

It doth appear, you are a worthy judge;
Give me your hand: cameyou from old Bellario? You know the law, your exposition
Por. I did,

my
lord.

Hath been most sound : I charge you by the law,
Duke. You are welcome: take your place! Whereof you are a well-deserving pillar,

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Proceed to judgement! by my soul I swear, Take then thy bond, take thou thy pound of flesh;
There is no power in the tongue of man

But in the cutting it, if thou dost shed
To alter me: Istay here on my bond.

One drop of Christian blood, thy lands and goods
Ant. Most heartily I do beseech the court

Are, by the laws of Venice, confiscate
To give the judgment.

Unto the state of Venice.
Por. Why then, thus it is :

Gra.O upright judge!-Mark,Jew ;-0 learned judge!
You must prepare your bosom for his knife. -

Shy. Is that the law?
Shy. O noble judge! O excellent young man! Por. Thyself shalt see the act:
Por. For the intent and purpose of the law For, as thou argest justice, be assur'd,
Hath full relation to the penalty,

Thou shalt have justice, more than thou desir'st.
Which here appeareth due upon the bond.

Gar.O learned judge!—Mark,Jew;—a learued judge!
Shy. 'Tis very true: O wise and upright judge! Shy. I take this offer then; --pay the bond thrice,
How much more elder art thou, than thy looks!

And let the Christian go!
Por. Therefore lay bare your bosom!

Bass. Here is the money.
Shy. Ay, his breast:

Por. Soft;
So says the bond ; — doth it not, noble judge? The Jew shall have all justice; -- soft!--no haste !--
Nearest his heart, those are the very words.

He shall have nothing but the penalty.
Por. It is so. Are there balance here, to weigh Gar. O Jew! an upright judge, a learned judge!
The flesh?

Por. Therefore, prepare thee to cut off the flesh!
Shy. I have them ready.

Shed thou no blood ; nor cut thou less, nor more,
Por. Haveby some surgeon,Shylock,on, your charge, But just a pound of flesh: if thou tak’st more,
To stop his wounds, lest he do bleed to death. Or less, than a just pound,-beit but so much
Shy. Is it so nominated in the bond ?

As makes it light, or heavy, in the substance,
Por. It is not so express'd; but what of that? Or the division of the twentieth part
'Twere good you do so much for charity.

Ofone poor scruple; nay, if the scale do turn
Shy. I cannot find it;'tis not in the bond.

But in the estimation of a hair,-
Por. Come, merchant, have you any thing to say? Thou diest, and all thy goods are confiscate.
Ant. But little; I am arm’d, and well prepar'd. Gra. A second Daniel, a Daniel, Jew!
Give me your hand, Bassanio; fare you well! Now, infidel, I have thee on the hip.
Grieve not, that I am fallen to this for you;

Por. Why doth the Jew pause ? take thy forfeiture!
For herein fortune shows herself more kind,

Shy. Give me my principal, and let me go!
Than is her custom; it is still her use,

Buss. I have it ready for thee; here it is.
To let the wretched man outlive his wealth,

Por. He hath refus'd it in the open court;
To view with hollow eye, and wrinkled brow, He shall have merely justice, and his bond.
An age of poverty; from which lingering penance Gra. A Daniel, still say I; a second Daniel! -
Of such a misery doth she cut me off.

I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word.
Commend me to your honourable wife:

Shy. Shall I not have barely my principal ?
Tell her the process of Antonio's end,

Por. Thou shalt have nothing but the forfeiture
Say, how I lov'd you, speak me fair in death; To be so taken at thy peril, Jew.
And, when the tale is told, bid her be judge, Shy. Why then the devil give him good of it!
Whether Bassanio had not once a love!

I'll stay no longer question.
Repent not you, that you shall lose your friend, Por. Tarry, Jew;
And he repents not, that he pays your debt;

The law hath yet another hold on you.
For, if the Jew do cut but deep enough,

It is enacted in the laws of Venice,
I'll pay it instantly with all my heart.

Ifit be prov'd against an alien,
Bass. Antonio, I am married to a wife,

That by direct, or indirect, attempts,
Which is as dear to me, as life itself;

He seek the life of any citizen,
But life itself, my wife, and all the world,

The party, 'gainst the which he doth contrive,
Are not with me esteem'd above thy life:

Shall seize one half his goods: the other half
I would lose all, ay, sacrifice them all

Comes to the privy coffer of the state;
Here to this devil, to deliver you.

And the oflender's life lies in the mercy
Por. Your wife would give you little thanks for that, of the dukeonly, 'gainst all other voice.
If she were by, to hear you make the offer.

In which predicament, I say, thou stand'st:
Gra. I have a wife, whom, I protest, I love; For it appears by manifest proceeding,
I would she were in heaven, so she could

That, indirectly, and directly too,
Entreat some power to change this currish Jew. Thon hast contriv'd against the very life
Ner. 'Tis well you offer it behind her back; of the defendant; and thou hast incurr'd
The wish would make else an unquiet house.

The danger formerly by me rehears'd.
Shy. These be the Christian husbands: I have a Down, therefore, and beg mercy of the duke!
daughter;

Gra.Beg, that thou may'st have leave to hang thyself! 'Would, any of the stock of Barrabas

And yet, thy wealth being forfeit to the state,
Had been her husband , rather than a Christian! Thou hast not left the value of a cord;

[ Aside. Therefore, thou must be hang’d at the state's charge. We trifle time; I pray thee, pursue sentence!

Duke. That thou shalt see the difference of our spirit,
Por. A pound of that same merchant's flesh is thine; I pardon thee thy life before thou ask it:
The court awards it, and the law doth give it.

For half thy wealth, it is Antonio's;
Shy. Most rightful judge!

The other half comes to the general state,
Por. And you must cut this flesh from off his breast;Which humbleness may drive unto a fine.
The law allows it, and the court awards it.

Por. Ay, for the state; not for Antonio.
Shy. Most learned judge!— A sentence;come,prepare! Shy. Nay, take my life and all, pardon not that!
Por. Tarry a little;

there is something else. - You take my house, when you do take the prop This bond doth give thee here nojot of blood;

That doth sustain my house ; yon take my life,
The words expressly are: a pound of flesh.

When you do take the means, whereby I live.

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Por. What mercy can you render him, Antonio? And know how well I have deserv'd this ring,
Gra. A halter gratis ; nothiug else, for God's sake. She would not hold out enemy
Ant. So please my lord the duke, and all the court, For giving it to me. Well, peace be with you!
To quit the fine for one half of his goods;

[Exeunt Portia and Nerissa. I am content, so he will let me have

Ant. My lord Bassanio, let him have the ring ; The other half in use, --to render it,

Let his deservings, and my love withal, Upon his death, unto the gentleman,

Be valued 'gainst your wife's commandment! That lately stole his daughter:

Bass. Go, Gratiano, run and overtake him, Two things provided more,--that, for this favour, Give him the ring; and bring him, if thou can'st, He presently become a Christian;

Unto Antonio's house:--away, make haste! The other, that he do record a gift,

(Exit Gratiano. Here in the court, of all he dies possessid,

Come, you and I will thither presently;. Unto his son Lorenzo, and his daughter.

And in the morning early will we both
Duke. He shall do this; or else I do recant

Fly toward Belmont. Come, Antonio ! (Exeunt.
The pardon that I late pronounced here.
Por. Art thou contented, Jew? what dost thou say?

SCENE II.--The same. A Street.
Shy. I am content.

Enter Portia and Nenissa. Por. Clerk, draw a deed of gift!

Por. Inquire the Jew's house out, give him this deed, Shy. I pray you, give me leave to go from hence; And let him sign it; we'll away to-night, I am not well; send the deed after me,

And be a day before our husbands home:
And I will sign it.

This deed will be well welcome to Lorenzo.
Duke. Get thee gone, but do it!
Gra. In christening thou shalt have two godfathers :

Enter GRATIANO.
Had I been judge, thou should'st have had ten more, Gra. Fair sir, you are well overtaken :
To bring thee to the gallows, not the font. My lord Bassanio, upon more advice,

[Exit Shylock. Hath sent you here this ring; and doth entreat
Duke. Sir, I entreat you home with me to dinner. Your company at dinner.
Por. Thumbly do desire your grace of pardon ; Por. That cannot be:
I must away this night toward Padua,

This ring I do accept most thankfully,
And it is meet I presently set forth,

And so, I pray you, tell him: furthermore, Duke. I am sorry, that your leisure serves you not.- I pray you show my youth old Shylock's house. Antonio, gratify this gentleman;

Gra. That will I do. For, in my mind, you are much bound to him, Ner. Sir, I would speak with you :(Exeunt Duke, Magnificoes, and Train. I'll see if I can get my husband's ring,

(To Portia. Bass. Most worthy gentlemen, I and my friend Which I did make him swear to keep for ever. Have by your wisdom been this day acquitted Por. Thou may’st, I warrant; we shall have old Of grievous penalties; in lieu whereof,

swearing, Three thousand ducats, due onto the Jew,

That they did give the rings away to men;
We freely cope your courteous pains withal. But we'll outface them, and outswear them too.
Ant. And stand indebted, over and above,

Away, make haste; thou know'st, where I will tarry. In love and service to you evermore.

Ner. Come, good sir, will you show me to this house? Por. He is well paid, that is well satisfied;

{Exeunt. And I, delivering you, am satisfied, And therein do account myself well paid; My mind was never yet more mercenary:

А сту. I pray you, know me, when we meet again;

SCENE I.-Belmont. Avenue to Portia's house.
I wish you well, and so I take my leave.

Enter Lorenzo and Jessica.
Bass. Dear sir, of force I must attempt you further : Lor. The moon shines bright. — In such a night as
Take some remembrance of us, as a tribute,

this,
Not as a fee: grant me two things, I pray you, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees,
Not to deny me, and to pardon me.

And they did make no noise; in such a night, Por. You press me far, and thereforel will yield. Troilus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls, Give me your gloves! I'll wear them for your sake; And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, And, for your love, I'll take this ring from you:

Where Cressid lay that night. Do not draw back your hand; I'll take no more;

Jes. In such a night, And you in love shall not deny me this.

Did Thisbe fearfully o'ertrip the dew; Bass. This ring, good sir,-alas, it is a trifle ; And saw the lion's shadow ere himself, I will not shame myself to give you this.

Andran dismay'daway. Por. I will have nothing else but only this;

Lor. In such a night, And now, methinks, I have a mind to it.

Stood Dido with a willow in her hand Bass. There's more depends on this, than on the Upon the wild sea-banks, and wav'd her love value.

To come again to Carthage. The dearest ring in Venice will I give you,

Jes. In such a night, And find it out by proclamation;

Medea gather'd the enchanted herbs, Only for this, I pray you pardon me.

That did renew old Aeson.
Por. I see, sir, you are liberal in offers :

Lor. In such a night,
You taught me first to beg; and now, methinks, Did Jessica steal from the wealthy Jew;
You teach me, how a beggar should be answer'd. And with an anthrift love did run from Venice,

Bass. Good sir, this ring was given me by my wife; As far as Belmont.
And, when she put it on, she made me vow,

Jes. And in such a night,
That I should neither sell, nor give, nor lose it.

Did young Lorenzo swear he lov'd her well; Por. That 'scuse serves many men to save their gifts. Stealing her soul with many vows of faith, An if your wife be not a mad woman,

And ne'er a trae one.

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Lor. And in such a night,

But music for the time doth change his nature.
Did pretty Jessica, like a little shrew,

The man that hath no music in himself,
Slander her love, and he forgaveit her.

Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds,
Jes. I would out-night you, did no body come: Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils;
But, hark, I hear the footing of a man.

The motions of his spirit are dull as night,

And his affections dark as Erebus:
Enter STEPHANO.

Let no such man be trusted !-Mark the music!
Lor. Who comes so fast in silence of the night?
Steph. A friend.

Enter Portia and Nerissa, at a distance. Lor. A friend? what friend ? your name I pray you, Por. That light, we see, is burning in my hall. friend?

How far that little candle throws his beams !
Steph. Stephano is my name ; and I bring word, So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
My mistress will before the break of day

Ner. When the moon shone, we did not see the
Be here at Belmont: she doth stray about

candle.
By holy crosses, where she kneels and prays

Por. So doth the greater glory dim the less :
For happy wedlock hours.

A substitute shines brightly as a king,
Lor. Who comes with her?

Until a king be by; and then his state
Steph. None, but a holy hermit, and her maid. Empties itself, as doth an inland brook
I pray you, is my master yet return'd ?

Into the main of waters. Music! hark!
Lor. He is not, nor we have not heard from him. Ner. It is your music, madam, of the house.
But go we in, I pray thee, Jessica,

Por. Nothing is good, I see, without respect;
And ceremoniously let us prepare

Methinks, it sounds much sweeter than by day.
Some welcome for the mistress of the house!

Ner, Silence bestows that virtue on it, madam.

Por. The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark,
Enter LauxCELOT.

When neither is attended; and, I think,
Laun. Sola, sola, wo ha, ho, sola, sola!

The nightingale, if she should sing by day,
Lor. Who calls?

When every goose is cackling, would be thought
Laun. Sola! did you see master Lorenzo, and mis- No better a musician, than the wren.
tress Lorenzo ? sola, sola!

How many things by season season'd are
Lor. Leave hollaing, man; here.

To their right praise, and true perfection!
Laun. Sola! where? where?

Peace, hoa! the moon sleeps with Endymion,
Lor. Here.

And would not be awak'd!

[Music ceases. Laun. Tell him, there's a post come from my master, Lor. That is the voice, with his horn full of good news;my master will be here Or I am much deceiv'd, of Portia. ere morning.

(Exit. Por. He knows me, as the blind man kuows the
Lor. Sweet soul, let's in, and there expect their cuckoo,
coming.

By the bad voice.
And yet no matter:-why should we go in?

Lor. Dear lady, welcome home.
My friend Stephảno, signify, I pray you,

Por. We have been praying for our husbands'
Within the house, your mistress is at hand;

welfare, And bring your music forth into the air, –

Which speed, we hope, the better for our words.

(Exit Stephano. Are they return'a ?
How sweet the moon-light sleeps upon this bank! Lor. Madam, they are not yet;
Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music But there is come a messenger before,
Creep in our ears; soft stillness, and the night, To signify their coming.
Become the touches of sweet harmony.

Por. Goin, Nerissa,
Sit, Jessica! Look, how the floor of heaven

Give order to my servants, that they take
Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold;

No note at all of our being absent hence;-
There's not the smailest orb, which thou behold'st, Nor you, Lorenzo ;-Jessica, nor you!
But in his motion like an angel sings,

[ A tucket sounds. Still quiring to the young-ey'd cherubins:

Lor. Your husband is at hand, I hear his trumpet :
Such harmony is iv immortal soals;

We are no tell-tales, madam; fear you not!
But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay

Por. This night, methinks, is but the day-light sick,
Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.-

It looks a little paler; 'tis a day,

Such as the day is when the sun is hid.
Enter Musicians.
Come, ho, and wake Diana with a hymn;

Enter BassaniO, ANTONIO, Gratiano, and their Fol-
With sweetest touches pierce your mistress' ear,
And draw her home with music!

Bass. We should hold day with the Antipodes,
Jes. I am never merry, when I hear sweet music. If you would walk in absence of the sun.

[Music. Por. Let me give light, but let me not be light;
Lor. The reason is, your spirits are attentive: For a light wife doth make a heavy husband,
For do but note a wild and wanton herd,

And never be Bassanio so for me;
Or race of youthful and unhandled colts,

But God sort all! You are welcome home, my lord.
Fetching mad bounds, bellowing, and neighing loud, Bass. I thank you, madam: give welcome to my
Which is the hot condition of their blood;

friend !-
If they but hear perchance a trumpet sound,

This is the man, this is Antonio,
Orany air of music touch their ears,

To whom I am so infinitely bound.
You shall perceive them make a mutaal stand, Por. You should in all sense be much bound to him ;
Their savage eyes turn’d to a modest gaze,

For, as I hear, he was much bound for you.
By the sweet power of'music: therefore, the poet Ant. No more than I am well acquitted of.
Did feign, that Orpheus drew trees, stones, and floods; Por. Sir, you are very welcome to our house:
Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, | It must appear in other ways than words,

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