Port. It is not so expressed: but what of Interest. that ? "Twere good you do so much for charity. Shyl. I cannot find it. "Tis not in the bond. Cruelty. Port. A pound of that same merchant's flesh Sentence. is thine. The court awards it, and the law doth give it. Applause. Port. And you must cut this flesh from off Sentence. his breast. The law allows it, and the court awards it. Shyl. Most learned judge. A sentence ! Applaufe. Come, prepare. Thristing. There is something Doubt. Port. Tarry a little. else. This bond blood. doth give thee hereno jot of The words expressly are, "a pound of flesh.' 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 forfeited. Threaten. Grat. O upright judge! Mark Jews! O Applause. learned judge! Shyl. Is that the law? Port. Thyself shall see the act. For, as thou urgest justice, be assur'd Thou shalt have justice, more than thou des Grat. O learned judge! Mark, Jew! learned judge! Shyl. I take his offer then. Pay the sum Confufion. Now, infidel, I have full hold of thee. Applaufe. Question. Port. Confufion. Ferbidding Shyl. Why doth the Jew pause? Take thou thy forfeiture. Give me my principal, and let me go. Giving. ́) Bass. I have it ready for thee. Here it is. Port. He hath refus'd it in the open court. He shall have merely justice and his bond. Grat. A Daniel still, say I; a second Daniel! I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that Reproof. Reproof. Sneaking. Refufing. word. Shyl. Shall I not barely have my principal? Port. Thou shalt have nothing but the forfeiture, To be so taken at thy peril, Jew. Difappoint Shyl. Why then the Devil give him good of it. Spite. I'll stay no longer question. Condemn. The law hath yet another hold on you. If it be prov'd against an alien, That by direct or indirect attempt, The party 'gainst the which he doth contrive, Thou hast contriv'd against the very life Advifing. Down, therefore, and beg mercy of the Duke. Duke. That thou may'st see the difference of our spirit, Grant. Defpair. I pardon thee thy life, before thou ask it. not that. You take my life, taking whereon I live. Port. What mercy can you render him, An- Question. tonio ? Grat. A halter's price, and leave to hang Triumph. himself. Anton. So please my Lord the Duke, and all Granting. the court, To quit their right in one half of his goods, Duke. He shall do this, or else I do recant Threat'ning The pardon I had promis'd to bestow. Port. Art thou contented, Jew? What dost Question. thou say? Shyl. I pray you give me leave to go from hence. I am not well. Send the deed after me, And I will sign it. Duke. Get thee gone. But do it. Despair. Threat'ning [Exeunt omnes.] HECTOR, this heard, return'd without de- Narration. lay, Haste, Tender Defcription * Whom each soft charm and early grace adorn,. Fair as the new-born star that gilds the morn. Silent the warrior smil'd, and pleas'd resign'd *Courage. To tender passions all his mighty mind. Defcription His beauteous princess cast a mournful look! of beauty Hung on his hand, and then, dejected, spoke. in diftrets. Her bosom labour'd with a boding sigh, Affection. Fear. Deprecation. tion. And the big tear stood trembling in her eye, Ah, too forgetful of thy wife and son! And think'st thou not how wretched we shall be, A widow I, an helpless orphan he! For sure such courage length of life denies, So shall my days in one sad tenor run, And end with sorrows, as they first begun. Lamenta No parent now remains, my griefs to share, No father's aid, no. mother's tender care. The fierce Achilles wrapt our walls in fire, Laid Thebe waste, and slew my warlike sire. His fate, compassion in the victor bred; Stern as he was, he yet rever'd the dead. His radiant arms preserv'd from hostile spoil, And laid him decent on the fun'ral pile. By the same arm my seven brave brothers fell, In one sad day they view'd the gate of hell. While the fat herds and snowy flocks they fed, Amid their fields the hapless heroes bled. My Mother liv'd to bear the victor's bands, The queen of Hippoplacias's sylvan lands. Redeem'd too late, she scarce beheld again Her pleasing empire, and her native plain, When, Ah! opprest by life-consuming woe, She fell, a victim to Diana's bow. Comfort. Yet, while my Hector still survives, I see My father, mother, brethren, all in thee. Attaint the lustre of iny former name, must bend; The day when thou imperial Troy Q Apprehcn. Intreating. Apprehen. Intreating. Courage. Averfion Courage. Apprehen. Grief. Grief with |