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Achiev'd her mistress.
Is this true, Nerissa ?
marriage. Gra. We'll play with them, the first boy for a thousand ducats.
Ner. What, and stake down?
stake down ?-
Enter Lorenzo, Jessica, and Salerio. Bass. Lorenzo, and Salerio, welcome hither ; · If that the youth of my new interest here Have power to bid you welcome :-By your leave, I bid my very friends and countrymen, Sweet Portia, welcome. Por.
So do I, my lord ;
I did, my lord,
Ere I ope his letter,
Sale. Not sick, my lord, unless it be in mind;
come. Your hand, Salerio; what's the news from Venice?
How doth that royal merchant, good Antonio?
Sale. 'Would you had won the fleece that he hath
O'sweet Portia, Here are a few of the unpleasant'st words, That ever blotted paper! Gentle lady, When I did first impart my love to you, 1 freely told you, all the wealth I had Ran in my veins, I was a gentleman ; And then I told you true : and yet, dear lady, Rating myself at nothing, you shall see How much I was a braggart: When I told you My state was nothing, I should then have told you That I was worse than nothing ; for, indeed, I have engag'd myself to a dear friend, Engag'd my friend to his mere enemy, To feed my means. Here is a letter, lady ; The paper as the body of my friend, And every word in it a gaping wound, Issuing life-blood.-But is it true, Salerio ? Have all his ventures fail'd? What, not one hit ? From Tripolis, from Mexico, and England, From Lisbon, Barbary, and India ? And not one vessel ’scape the dreadful touch Of merchant-marring rocks? Sale.
Not one, my lord. Besides, it should appear, that if he had The present money to discharge the Jew, He would not take it : Never did I know
A creature, that did bear the shape of man,
Por. Is it your dear friend, that is thus in trouble?
Bass. The dearest friend to me, the kindest man, The best condition’d and unwearied spirit In doing courtesies; and one in whom The ancient Roman honour more appears, Than any that draws breath in Italy.
Por. What sum owes he the Jew? · Bass. For me, three thousand ducats. Por.
.. . What, no more? Pay him six thousand, and deface the bond; Double six thousand, and then treble that, Before a friend of this description Shall lose a hair through Bassanio's fault. First, go with me to church, and call me wife : And then away to Venice to your friend; For never shall you lie by Portia's side With an unquiet soul. You shall have gold To pay the petty debt twenty times over; When it is paid, bring your true friend along : My maid, Nerissa, and myself, mean time, Will live as maids and widows. Come, away; For you shall hence upon your wedding-day:
* The chief men.
Bid your friends welcome, show a merry cheer* : Since you are dear bought, I will love you dear.. But let me hear the letter of your friend.
Bass. [Reads.] Sweet Bassanio, my ships have all miscarried, my creditors grow cruel, my estate is very low, my bond to the Jew is forfeit ; and since, in paying it, it is impossible I should live, all debts are cleared between you and I, if I might but see you at my death: notwithstanding, use your pleasure: if your love do not persuade you to come, let not my letter.
Por. O love, despatch all business, and be gone.
I will make haste: but, till I come again,
Enter Shylock, Salanio, Antonio, and Gaoler.
Hear me yet, good Shylock. Shy. I'll have my bond ; speak not against my
Ant. I pray thee, hear me speak.
speak: I'll have my bond; and therefore speak no more. * Face.
I'll not be made a soft and dull-ey'd fool,
Let him alone,
I am sure, the duke
Ant. The duke cannot deny the course of law;
A room in Portia's house.
Enter Portia, Nerissa, Lorenzo, Jessica, and Bal
thazar. Lor. Madam, although I speak it in your presence, You have a noble and a true conceit Of god-like amity; which appears most strongly In bearing thus the absence of your lord. But, if you knew to whom you show this honour,