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Though justice be thy plea, consider this, -
Por. Is he not able to discharge the money?
Por. It must not be; there's no power in Venice Can alter a decree established;
"T will be recorded for a precedent;
And many an error, by the same example,
Shy. A Daniel come to judgment! Yea, a Daniel! wise young judge, how do I honor thee!
Por. I pray you, let me look upon the bond.
Shy. Here't is, most reverend doctor; here it is. Por. Shylock, there 's thrice thy money offered thee. Shy. An oath, an oath, I have an oath in heaven; Shall I lay perjury upon my soul? No, not for Venice.
Por. Why, this bond is forfeit;
Hath been most sound. I charge you by the law,
Ant. Most heartily I do beseech the court To give the judgment.
BAFFLED REVENGE AND HATE.
Por. Why then, thus it is;
Shy. "T is very true. O wise and upright judge!
· Shy. I have them ready.
Por. Have by some surgeon, Shylock, on your charge, To stop his wounds, lest he do bleed to death.
Shy. Is it so nominated in the bond?
Por. It is not so expressed; but what of that? 'T were good you do so much for charity.
Shy. I cannot find it; 't is not in the bond.
Por. A pound of that same merchant's flesh is thine;
The court awards it, and the law doth give it.
Shy. Most rightful judge!
Por. And you must cut this flesh from off his breast; The law allows it, and the court awards it.
Shy. Most learned judge! A sentence ! come, prepare.
One drop of Christian blood, thy lands and goods
Unto the state of Venice.
Gratiano. O upright judge! - Mark, Jew!-O, learned judge!
Shy. Is that the law?
Por. Thyself shall see the act;
For, as thou urgest justice, be assured,
Thou shalt have justice, more than thou desirest.
Gra. O learned judge! Mark, Jew! a learned judge!
Bas. Here is the money.
The Jew shall have all justice! soft! no haste;
Gra. O Jew! an upright judge, a learned judge!
Of one poor scruple; nay, if the scale do turn
Por. Why doth the Jew pause? take thy forfeiture.
Por. He hath refused it in the open court;
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Gra. A Daniel, still say I! a second Daniel!
Shy. Why, then the devil give him good of it!
Por. Tarry, Jew;
The law hath yet another hold on you.
The party, 'gainst the which he doth contrive,
Gra. Beg, that thou mayest have leave to hang thyself;
Therefore thou must be hanged at the state's charge.
Duke. That thou shalt see the difference of our spirit, I pardon thee thy life before thou ask it.
For half thy wealth, it is Antonio's ;
LESSON LXX. A Slide in the White Mountains.
1. ROBERT looked upward. Awful precipices, to the height of more than two thousand feet, rose above him. Near the highest pinnacle, and the very one over which
Abamocho had been seated, the earth had been loosened by the violent rains. Some slight cause, perhaps the sudden bursting forth of a mountain spring, had given motion to the mass; and it was now moving forward, gathering fresh strength from its progress, uprooting the old trees, unbed ding the ancient rocks, and all rolling onwards with a force and velocity no human barrier could oppose, no created power resist.
2. One glance told Robert, that Mary must perish; that he could not save her. "But I will die with her!" he exclaimed; and, shaking off the grasp of Mendowit, as he would a feather, "Mary, oh, Mary!" he continued, rushing towards her. She uncovered her head, and made an effort to rise, and articulated "Robert!" as he caught and clasped her to his bosom. "O, Mary, must we die?" he exclaimed. "We must, we must," she cried, as she gazed on the rolling mountain in agonizing horror; "why, why did you come?"
3. He replied not; but, leaning against the rock, pressed her closer to his heart; while she, clinging around his neck, burst into a passion of tears, and, laying her head on his bosom, sobbed like an infant. He bowed his face upon her cold, wet cheek, and breathed one cry for mercy; yet, even then, there was in the hearts of both lovers a feeling of wild joy in the thought that they should not be separated.
4. The mass came down, tearing, and crumbling, and sweeping all before it! The whole mountain trembled, and the ground shook like an earthquake. The air was darkened by the shower of waters, stones, and branches of trees, crushed and shivered to atoms; while the blast swept by like a whirlwind, and the crash and roar of the convulsion were far more appalling than the loudest thunder.
5. It might have been one minute or twenty,-for neither of the lovers took note of time, when, in the hush as of deathlike stillness that succeeded the uproar, Robert looked around, and saw the consuming storm had passed by. It had passed, covering the valley, further than the eye could reach, with ruin. Masses of granite, and shivered trees, and mountain earth, were heaped high around, filling the bed of the Saco, and exhibiting an awful picture of the desolating track of the avalanche.
6. Only one little spot had escaped its wrath; and there,