actors argosies Arragon audience Bellario Belmont better bond casket characters choose chooseth Christian comedy comes court daughter deserve devil doctor doth dramatic Duke English Enter PORTIA Exeunt Exit eyes fair Fair ladies father fool forfeit fortune gentle give Gobbo gold Gratiano Greek mythology hast hath hear heart heaven honor husband Iambic Pentameter Jessica Jew's Jew's house judge Julius Cæsar justice lady Launcelot lend live look lord Bassanio Lorenzo madam marry Merchant of Venice mercy mind Morocco Nazarite Nerissa never night oath Padua peize play Portia's house pound of flesh pray thee present prince Rialto ring room in Portia's Salanio Salarino Salerio SCENE Servant shalt Shylock sola soul speak speech Stephano story Stratford swear sweet tell thou Three thousand ducats to-night Tubal unto Venetian wife William Shakespeare words young
第 15 頁 - How like a fawning publican he looks! I hate him for he is a Christian : But more, for that, in low simplicity, He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice.
第 18 頁 - And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears, you need my help; Go to, then; you come to me, and you say, Shylock, we would have moneys...
第 6 頁 - Let me play the fool : With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come, And let my liver rather heat with wine Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster?
第 54 頁 - So may the outward shows be least themselves; The world is still deceiv'd with ornament. In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But, being season'd with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil? In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve it with a text, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament?
第 85 頁 - Nay, take my life and all; pardon not that. You take my house, when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house ; you take my life, When you do take the means whereby I live.
第 93 頁 - By the sweet power of music: therefore the poet Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones, and floods; 80 Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils...
第 57 頁 - Happy in this, she is not yet so old But she may learn; happier than this, She is not bred so dull but she can learn ; Happiest of all is, that her gentle spirit Commits itself to yours to be directed, As from her lord, her governor, her king.
第 18 頁 - What should I say to you ? Should I not say ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats ? ' Or Shall I bend low and in a bondman's key, With bated breath and whispering humbleness, Say this ; ' Fair sir, you spit on me on Wednesday last ; You spurn'd me such a day ; another time You call'd me dog ; and for these courtesies I'll lend you thus much moneys
第 92 頁 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins: Such harmony is in immortal souls; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we...