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DUKE OF VENICE,
Friends to Antonio and Bassanio.
Justice, Gaoler, Servants, and other Attendants. SCENE, – Partly at Venice, and partly at Belmont,
the Seat of Portia, on the Continent.
MERCHANT OF VENICE.
SCENE I-Venice. A Streel.
Ant. In sooth, I know not why I am so sad;
Salar. Your mind is tossing on the ocean;
To Kiss the hols edifice of stone,
see the holy
go to church,
Which touching but my gentle vessel's side,
Salan. Believe me, sir, had I such venture forth, The better part of my affections would Be with my hopes abroad. I should be still Plucking the grass, to know where sits the wind; Peering in maps for ports, and piers, and roads ; And every object that might make me fear Misfortune to my ventures, out of doubt, Would make me sad. Would blow me to an ague, when I thought
My wind, cooling my broth, What harm a wind too great might do at sea. But I should think of shallows and of Alats; And see my wealthy Andrew dock'd in sand, Vailing her high-top lower than her ribs.
scatter all her spices on the stream; Enrobe the roaring waters with my silks ; And, in a word, but even now worth this: And now worth nothing ? Shall I have the thought To think on this; and shall I lack the thought, That such a thing, bechanced, would make me sad 3ut tell not me; I know, Antonio Is sad to think upon his merchandise.
Ant. Believe me, no: I thank my fortune for it, My ventures are not in one bottom trusted, Nor to one place; nor is my whole estate Upon the fortune of this present year: Therefore, my merchandise makes me not sad. Salan. Why then you are in love. Ant. Salan. Not in love neither ? Then let's say, you are Because you are not merry: and 'twere as easy [sad, For you, to laugh, and leap. and say, you are merrt. Because you are not sad. Now, by two-headed Janus, Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time: Some, that will evermore peep through their eyes, And laugh, like parrots, at & bag-piper; And other of such vinegar aspect, That they'll not shew their teeth in way of smile, Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable. Enter BASSANIO, Lorenzo, and GRATIANO. Salan. Here comes Bassanio, your most noble kins