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water-thieves and land-thieves; I mean, pirates; and then there is the peril of waters, winds and rocks. The man is, notwithitanding, fufficient; three thousand ducats ? I think, I may take his bond.

Baf. Be affur’d, you may.

Shy. I will be assur’d, I may; and that I may be arfur’d, I will bethink me; may I speak with Anthonio?

Bal. If it please you to dine with us.
Shy. Yes, to smell pork; to eat of the habitation
which your prophet the Nazarite conjur'd the devil
into! I will buy with you, fell with you, talk with
you, walk with you, and so following; but I will not

you,
drink with you, nor pray

with news on the Ryalto?? who is he, comes here?

Enter Anthonio.
Bay. This is Signior Anthonio.

Sby. (A fide. ] How like a fawning Publican he looks!
I hate him, for he is a christian :
But more, for that in low fimplicity
He lends out money gratis, and brings down
The rate of usance here with us in Venice.
If I can catch him once upon the hip,
I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
He hates our sacred nation ; and he rails,
Ev'n there where merchants most do congregate,
On me, my bargains, and my well-won thrift,
Which he calls intereft. Cursed be my tribe,
If I forgive him!

Bal. Shylock, do you hear?
Shy. I am debating of my present store,
And by the near guess of my memory,
I cannot instantly raise up the gross
Of full three thousand ducats : what of that?
Tuball, a wealthy Hebrew of my

tribe,
Will furnish me; but soft, how many months
Do you desire? Reft you fair, good Signior; [To Anth.
Your worship was the last man in our mouths.

Anth. Shylock, although I neither lend nor borrow
By taking, nor by giving of excess,

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Yet, to supply the ripe wants of my friend,
I'll break a cufton. Is he yet poffeft,
How much

you

would ? Shy. Ay, ay, three thousand ducats. Anth. And for three months.

Shy. I had forgot, three months, you told me fo; Well then, your bond; and let me see,—but hear you, Methought, you said, you neither lend nor borrow Upon advantage.

Anth. I do never use it.

Shy. When Jacob graz’d his uncle Laban’s sheep,
This Jacob from our holy Abraham was
(As his wise mother wrought in his behalf)
The third poffeffor; ay, he was the third.

Anth. And what of him? did he take interest ?

Shy. No, not take int'rest; not, as you would say, Directly, int'rest; mark, what Jacob did. When Laban and himself were compromis’d, That all the yeanlings, which were freak’d and pied, Should fall as Jacob's hire; the ewes being rank, In th' end of autumn turned to the rams; And when the work of generation was Between these woolly breeders in the act, The skilful shepherd peeld me certain wands; And, in the doing of the deed of kind, He stuck them up before the fulsome ewes ; Who, then conceiving, did in yeaning time Fall party-colour'd lainbs, and those were Jacob's. This was a way to thrive, and he was bleft; And thrift is blessing, if men steal it not.

Anth. This was a venture, Sir, that Jacob ferv'd for; A thing not in his pow'r to bring to pass, But sway’d, and fashion’d, by the hand of heav'n. Was this inserted to make int'reft good? Or is your gold, and silver, ewes and rams?

Shy. I cannot tell; I make it breed as fast;
But note me, Signior.

Anth. Mark you this, Basanio ?
The devil can cite scripture for his purpose.

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An evil soul, producing holy witness,
Is like a villain with a smiling cheek;
A goodly apple rotten at the heart.
O, what a goodly outside falshood hath!

Shy. Three thousand ducats! 'tis a good round sum. Three months from twelve, then let me see the rate.

Anth. Weil, Shylock, shall we be beholden to you !

Shy. Signior Anthonio, many a time and oft
In the Ryalto you have rated me,
About my monies and my usances.
Still have I born it with a patient shrug ;
(For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe.)
You call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog.
And spit upon my Jerih gaberdine ;
And all for use of that, which is my own.
Well then, it now appears, you need my help:
Go to then ; you come to me, and you say,
hrlock, we would have monies; you say io;
You, that did yoid

your
rheum
upon my

beard,
And foot me, as you spurn a firanger cur
Over
your
threshold : money

is

your
What should I say to you ? should I not say,
Hath a dog money ? is it poflible,
A cur can lend three thousand ducats? or
Shall I bend low, and in a bondman's key,
With bated breath, and whisp’ring humbleness,
Say this, fair Sir, you spit on me laft Wednesday,
You spurn’d me such a day; another time
You call’d me dog; and for these curtesies
I'll lend you thus much monies ?

Anth. I am as like to call thee so again,
To spit on thee again, to fpurn thee too.
If thou wilt lend this money, lend it not
As to thy friend, (for when did friendship take
A breed of barren metal of his friend?) (7)

But (7) A breed of barren meta!) Meaning, money at usury, money that breed's more, as Mr. Pope explains it.. Consonant to this phrase, the Lari:s explain't intereft thus; fænus, færum accepti; and the Greeks called it tóxos: both which expreflions take in our poet's idea of a breed. See Non. Marcellus in v. fanus, & mi.tum; and Gr.novius de

Seftertiis,

suit;

But lend it rather to thine enemy;
Who, if he break, thou may’it with better face
Exact the penalty.

Shy. Why, how you storm ?
I would be friends with you, and have your

love;
Forget the shames that you have itain'd me with ;
Supply your present wants, and take no doit
Of ufance for my monies, and you'll not hear me :
This is kind I offer.

Anth. This were kindness.

Shy. This kindness will I how;
Go with me to a Notary, seal me there
Your single bond; and, in a merry sport,
If you repay me not on such a day,
In such a place, such fum, or fums, as are
Express’d in the condition, let the forfeit
Be nominated for an equal pound
Of your fair fleih, to be cut off and taken
In what part of your body it ihall please me.

Anth. Content, in faith ; I'll seal to such a bond,
And say, there is much kindness in the Jew.

Bal. You shall not seal to such a bond for me, I'll rather dwell in my necessity.

Anth. Why, fear not, man ; I will not forfeit it ; Within these two months (that's a month before This bond expires) I do expect return Of thrice three times the value of this bond.

Shy. O father Abraham, what these christians are! Whose own hard dealings teach them to suspect The thoughts of others ! pray you, tell me this, If he should break his day, what should I gain By the exaction of the forfeiture ? Sefterriis. As for the contradiction betwixt breed, and barren, it is a poetical beauty in which Claudian, among the Claics, particularly abounds. Besides, in this epithet, perhaps (as Mr. Warburton ingeniously hinted to me,) our author wouid ihew us the reason on which the advocates against Ujury went; and which is the only one they use: That metal is a barren thing; and cannot, like corn and cattle, multiply itself: and therefore it is unjul, that interest should be taken for it: for the most fuperftiticus in this regard allow the taking interest for fruits, corri, cattle, &c.

not, adieu

my love, I

A pound cf man's flesh, taken from a man,
Is not fo estimable or profitable,
As flesh of muttons, beefs, or goats. I say,
To buy his favour, I extend this friendship;
If he will take it, fo; if

u; And for

pray you, wrong me not.
Anth. Yes, Shylock, I will seal unto this bond.

Shy. Then meet me forthwith at the Notary's.
Give him direction for this merry bond,
And I will go and purse the ducats ftrait;
See to my house, left in the fearful guard
Of an unthrifty knave, and presently
I'll be with you.

[Exit. Anth. Hic thee, gentle Jew. This Hebrew will turn christian; he

Baf. Uike not fair terms, and a villain's mind.

Anth. Come on, in this there can be no dismay; My ships come home a month before the day. [Exeunt.

grows kind.

ACT II.
SCENE, BELMONT.

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Enter Morochius, a Tawny-Moor, all in white; and three or four Followers accordingly; with Portia, Nerissa, and her train. Flo. Cornets.

MOROCHIUS.
INike me not for my complection,

The shadow'd livery of the burnish'd fun,
To whom I am a neighbour, and near bred.
Bring me the faireít creature northward born,
Where Phæbus' fire scarce thaws the isicles,
And let us make incision for your love,
To prove whose blood is reddeft, his or mine,
I tell thee, lady, this aspect of mine
Hath feard the valiant; by my love, I swear,
The best regarded virgins of our clime

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