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Jes. Farewell; and if my fortune be not crost, Our masquing mates by this time for us stay.
Exit with Jessica and Salarino.
Ant. Fie, fie, Gratiano! where are all the rest?
'Tis nine o'clock; our friends all stay for you :Gra. And it is marvel heout-dwells his hour, No masque to-night; the wind is come about, For lovers ever run before the clock.
Bassanio presently will go aboard :
Than to be under sail and gone to-night. [Exeunt.
SCENE VII.-Belmont. A room in Portia's house.
Flourish of cornets. Enter Portia, with the Prince His tedious measures with the unbated fire,
of Morocco, and both their trains. That he did pace them first? All things that are, Por. Go, draw aside the curtains, and discover Are with more spirit chased than enjoy’d.
The several caskets to this noble prince:How like a younker, or a prodigal,
Now make your choice! The scarfed bark puts from her native bay,
Mor. The first of gold, who this inscription bears ;Hugg’d and embraced by the strumpet wind ! Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men desire. How like the prodigal doth she return;
The second, silver, which this promise carries;-
Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all he hath.
How shall I know if I do choose the right?
Mor. Some god direct my judgment! Let me see,
Must give-For what? for lead? haza lead?
This casket threatens. Men, that hazard all,
A golden mind stoops not to shows of dross;
I'll then nor give, nor hazard, aught for lead.
As much as he deserves ?—Pause there, Morocco,
If thou be'st rated by thy estimation,
May not extend so far as to the lady;
And yet to be afeard of my deserving, But love is blind, and lovers cannot see
Were but a weak disabling of myself.
As much as I deserve !—Why, that's the lady;
In graces, and in qualities of breeding;
Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men desire.
Why, that's the lady; alì the world desires her: Lor. So are you, sweet,
From the four corners of the earth they come, Even in the lovely garnish of a boy.
Tokiss this shrine, this mortal breathing saint. But come at once ;
The llyrcanian deserts, and the vasty wilds For the close night doth play the run-away,
Of wide Arabia, are as through-fares now,
For princes to come view fair Portia:
[Exit, from above. To stop the foreign spirits; but they come,
One of these three contains her heavenly picture. For she is wise, if I can judge of her;
Is’t like, that lead contains her? 'Twere damnation, And fair she is, ifthat mine eyes be true;
To think so base a thought; it were too gross, And true she is, as she hath prov'd herself;
To rib her cerecloth in the obscure grave. And therefore, like herself, wise, fair, and true, Or shall I think, in silver she's immur'd, Shall she be placed in my constant soul.
Being ten times undervalued to try'd gold?
O sinful thought ! Never so rich a gem
Was get in worse than gold. They have in England
Stamped in gold; but that's insculp'd upon. As shall conveniently become you there!
And even there, his eye being big with tears,
Turning his face, he put his hand behind him,
And with aflection wondrous sensible
[Heunlocks the golden casket. Salan. I think, he only loves the world for him. Mor. O hell! what have we here?
I pray thee, let us go, and find him out, A carrion death, within whose empty eye
And quicken his enibraced heaviness
Salar. Do we so!
(Exeunt. Often have you heard that told:
SCENE IX.-Belmont. Aroom in Portia's house.
Enter Nerissa, witha Servant.
Ner. Quick, quick, I pray thee, draw the curtain
you been as wise as bold, Young in limbs, in judgment old,
The prince of Arragon hath ta'en his oath,
And coines to his election presently.
Flourish of cornets. Enter the Prince of Arragon, Cold, indeed; and labour lost;
Portia, and their trains.
If you choose that wherein I am contain'd,
Por. A gentle riddance. --Braw the curtains, go; But if you fail, without more speech, my lord,
Ar. Iam enjoin'd by oath to observe three things :
First, never to unfold to any one,
Which casket'twas I chose; next, if I fail
To woo a maid in way of marriage, lastly,
If I do fail in fortune of my choice, Salan. The villain Jew with outcrics rais'd the duke; Immediately to leave you and be gone. Who went with him to search Bassanio's ship.
Por. To these injunctions every one doth swear, Salar. He came too late, the ship was under sail : That comes to hazard for my worthless self. But there the duke was given to understand,
Ar. And so have I address'd me. Fortune now That in a gondola were seen together
To my heart's hope !-Gold, silver, and base lead. Lorenzo and his amorous Jessica :
Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all he hath. Besides, Antonio certify'd the duke,
You shall look fairer, ere I give, or hazard. They were not with Bassanio in his ship.
What says the golden chest? ha ! let me see:Salan. I never heard a passion so confus’d,
Who chooseth me , shall gain what many men desire. So strange, outrageous, and so variable,
What many men desire? That many may be meant As the dog Jew did utter in the streets :
By the fool multitude, that choose by show, My daughter!-O my ducats!—0) my daughter! Not learning more than the fond eye doth teach; Fled with a Christian?-O my Christian ducats ! Which pries not to the interior, but, like the martlet, Justice! the law! my ducats, and my daughter! Builds in the weather on the outward wall, A sealed bag, two sealed bags of ducats,
Even in the force and road of casualty.
Salan. Let good Antonio look he keep his day, And well said too: for who shall go about
To cozen fortune, and be honourable
Without the stamp of merit ! Let none presume I reason’d with a Frenchman yesterday;
To wear an undeserved dignity! Who told me,- in the narrow seas, that part
o, that estates, degrees, and offices, The French and English, there miscarried
Were not deriv'd corruptly! and that clear honour A vessel of our country, richly fraught:
Were purchas'd by the merit of the wearer! I thought upon Antonio, when he told me;
How many then should cover, that stand bare? And wish'd in silence, that it were not his.
How many be commanded, that command ? Salan. You were best to tell Antonio what you hear ; How much low peasantry would then be glean’d Yet do not suddenly, for it may grieve him.
From the truc seed of honour? and how much honour Salar. A kinder gentleman treads not the earth. Pick'd from the chaff and ruin of the times, I saw Bassanio and Antonio part:
To be new varnish’d? Well, but to my choice: Bassanio told him, he would make some speed Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he deserves. Of his return; he answer'd-Do not so,
I will assume desert :- give me the key for this,
Por. Too long a panse for that, which you
find there. And for the Jew's bond, which he hath of me, Ar. What's here? the portrait of a blinking idiot, Let it not enter in your mind of love:
Presenting me a schedule? I will read it.
How much unlike my hopes, and my deservings!
Who chooseth me, shall have as much as he deserves. Salan. Let me say amen betimes, lest the devil cross Did I deserve no more than a fool's head ?
my prayer; for here he comes in the likeness of a Jew.Is that my prize ? are my deserts no better? Por. To offend, and judge, are distinct offices,
Enter SHYLOCK. And of opposed natures.
How now, Shylock? what news among the merchants? Ar. What is here?
Shy. You knew, none so well, none so well as yon,
of my daughter's flight.
Salar. That's certain ; I, for my part, knew the tailor
that made the wings she flew withal. That did never choose amiss:
Salan. And Shylock, for his own part, knew the bird Some there be, that shadows kiss;
was fledg’d; and then it is the complexion of them all Such hive but a shadow's bliss :
to leave the dam.
Shy. She is damn'd for it.
Salar. That's certain, if the devil may be her judge.
Shy, My own flesh and blood to rebel!
Salan. Out upon it, old carrion! rebels it at these
years? Still more fool I shall appear
Shy. I say, my daughter is my flesh and blood. By the time I linger here:
Salar.There is more difference between thy flesh and With one fool's head I came to woo,
hers, than between jet and ivory: more between your But I go away with two.
bloods, than there is between red wine and rhenish Sweet, adieu! I'll keep my oath,
But tell us, do you hear, whether Antonio have had any Patiently to bear my wroth.
loss at sea, or no? (Exeunt Arragon, and Train. Shy. There I have another bad match: a bankrupt, Por. Thus hath the candle sing’d the moth. a prodigal, who dare scarce show his head on the RialO these deliberate fools! when they do choose, to; - a beggar, that used to come so smug upon the They have the wisdom by their wit to lose.
mart; - let him look to this bond: he was wont to call Ner. The ancient saying is no heresy ;
me usurer; — let him look to his bond: he was wont to Hanging and wiving goes by destiny.
lend money for a Christian courtesy;- let him look to Por. Come, draw the curtain, Nerissa!
Salar.Why, I am sure, if he forfeit, thou wilt no take Enter a Servant.
his flesh; what's that good for? Serv. Where is my lady?
Shy. To bait fish withal: if it will feed nothing else, Por. Here; what would my lord ?
it will feed my revenge. He hath disgraced me, and Serv. Madam, there is alighted at your gate
hindered me of half a million; laughed at my losses, A young Venetian, one, that comes before
mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my To signify the approaching of his lord :
bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies; From whom he bringeth sensible regrets;
and what's his reason? I am a Jew: hath not a Jew eyes? To wit, besides commends, and courteous breach, hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, Gifts of rich value; yet I have not seen
affections, passions ? fed with the same food, hurt So likely an embassador of love:
with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, A day in April never came so sweet,
healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the To show how costly summer was at hand,
same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick As this fore-sparrer comes before his lord.
us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not langh? Por. No more, I pray thee; I am half afeard, if you poison us, do we not die? and, if you wrong us, Thou wilt say anon, he is some kin to thee,
shall we not revenge? if we are like you in the rest, we Thou spend'st such high-day wit in praising him.- will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, Come, come, Nerissa; for I long to see
what is his humility? revenge: ifa Christian wrong a Quick Cupid's post, that comes so mannerly. Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian examNer. Bassanio, lord Love, if thy will it be! (Exeunt. ple? why, revenge. The villainy, you teach me, I will
execute; and it shall go hard, but I will better the in
Enter a Servant.
Serv. Gentlemen, my master Antonio is at his honse, Salan. Now, what news on the Rialto ?
and desires to speak with you both. Salar. Why, yet it lives there uncheck’d, that Anto- Sular. We have been up and down to seek him. nio hath a ship of rich lading wreck'd on the narrow seas: the Goodwins, I think they call the place; a very
Enter TUBAL. dangerous flat, and fatal, where the carcases of many a Salan. Here comes another of the tribe; a third tall ship lie buried, as they say, if my gossip report be cannot be matched, unless the devil himselfturn Jew. an honest woman of her word.
[Exeunt Salan. Salar. and Servant. Salan. I would she were as lying a gossip in that, as Shy. How now, Tahal, what news from Genoa? hast ever knapp'd ginger, or made her neighbours believe thou found my daughter? she wept for the death of a third husband: but it is Tub. I often came where I did hear of her, but cantrue--without any slips of prolixity, or crossing the not find her. plain high-way of talk,--that the good Antonio, the Shy. Why there, there, there, there! a diamond honest Antonio, ----O that I had a title good enough gone, cost me two thousand ducats in Frankfort! The to keep his name company !-
curse never fell upon onr nation till now; I never felt Salar. Come, the full stop!
it till now:--two thousand dacats in that; and other Salan. Ha,--what say’st thou ?--Why, the end is, 'precions, precious jewels. - I would, my daughter he hath lost a ship!
were dead at my foot and the jewels in her ear! 'would Salar. I would it might prove the end of his losses ! she were hears'd at my foot, and the ducats in her
coffin! No news of them ?- Why, so :-and-and1 Which makes me fear the enjoying of my love:
Por. Well then, confess, and live.
Had been the very sum of my confession:
But let me to my fortune and the caskets.
Nerissa, and the rest, stand all aloof!--
Then, if he lose, he makes a swan-like end, Tub. Your daughter spent in Genoa, as I heard, one Fading in music: that the comparison night, fourscore ducats.
May stand more proper, my eye shall be the stream Shy, Thon stick'st a dagger in me:- I shall never and wat’ry death-bed for him. He may win; see my gold again! Fourscore dacats at a sitting! And what is music then? then musicis fourscore ducats !
Even as the flourish, when true subjects bow Tub. There came divers of Antonio's creditors in my To a new-crowned monarch: such it is, company to Venice, that swear he cannot choose but As are those dulcet sounds in break of day, break.
That creep into the dreaming bridegroom's ear, Shy. I am very glad ofit: I'll plague him ; I'll tor- And summon him to marriage. Now he goes, ture him; I am glad of it.
With no less presence, but with much more love, Tub. One of them shewed me a ring, that he had of Than young Alcides, when he did redeem your daughter for a monkey.
The virgin tribute paid by howling Troy
The issuc of the exploit. Go, Hercules !
Live thou, I live:-with much much more dismay
1. Tell me, where is fancy breid,
Or in the heart, or in the head?
How begot, how nourished?
2. It is engender'd in the eyes,
With gazing fed; and fancy dies
In the cradle where it lies.
Let us all ring fancy's knell;
ill begin it,- Ding dong, bell.
All. Ding, dong, bell.
Bass.So may the outward shows be least themselves;
What damned error, but some sober brow
Will bless it, and approve it with a text,
There is no vice so simple, but assumes
As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins
And these assume but valour's excrement,
To render them redoubted. Look on beauty,
And you shall see’tis purchas'd by the weight;
Which therein works a miracle in nature,
Making them lightest that wear most of it:
So are those crisped snaky golden locks,
The scull that bred them, in the sepulchre.
Myself, and what is mine, to you and yours Thus ornament is but the guiled shore
Is now converted: but now I was the lord To a most dangerous sea; the beauteous scarf Of this fair mansion, master of my servants, Veiling an Indian beauty; in a word,
Queen o'er myself; and even now, but now,
Which when you part from, lose, or give away,
And there is such confusion in my powers,
As, after some oration fairly spoke
Where every something, being blent together,
Turns to a wild of'nothing, save of joy, I feel too much thy blessing, make it less,
Express'd, and not express’d. But when this ring For fear I surfeit!
Parts from this finger, then parts life from hence; Bass. What find I here? (Opening the leaden casket. O, then be bold to say, Bassanio's dead. Fair Portia's counterfeit? What demi-god
Ner. My lord and lady, it is now our time, Hath come so near creation! Move these eyes?
That have stood by, and seen our wishes prosper, Or whether, riding on the balls of mine,
To cry, good joy, good joy, my lord and lady! Seem they in motion ? Here are sever'd lips,
Gra. My lord Bassanio, and my gentle lady, Parted with sugar breath; so sweet a bar
I wish you all the joy that you can wish; Should sander such sweet friends. Here in her hairs For I am sure, you can wish none from me: The painter plays the spider; and hath woven And, when your honours mean to solemnize A golden mesh to entrap the hearts of men,
The bargain of your faith, I do beseech you, Faster than gnats in cobwebs. But her eyes, - Even at that time I may be married too. How could he see to do them? having made one, Bass. With all my heart, so thou canst get a wife. Methinks, it should have power to steal both his, Gra. I thank your lordship; you have got me one. And leave itself unfurnish'd. Yet look, how far My eyes, my lord, can look as swift as yours : The substance of my praise doth wrong this shadow You saw the mistress, I beheld the maid; In underprizing it, so far this shadow
You lov’d, I lov'd; for intermission Dothlimp behind the substance.—Here's the scroll, No more pertains to me, my lord, than you. The continent and sum:nary of my fortune.
Your fortune stood upon the caskets there;
And so did mine too, as the matter falls:
For wooing here, until I sweat again;
And swearing, till my very roof was dry
With oaths of love ; at last,-if promise last, -
I got a promise of this fair one here,
To have her love, provided that your fortune
Achiev'd her mistress.
Por. Is this true, Nerissa?
Ner. Madam, it is, so you stand pleas'd withal. A gentlescroll;—fair lady, by your leave;[Kissing her. Bass. And do you, Gratiano, mean good faith? I come by note, to give, and to receive.
Gra. Yes, 'faith, my! lord. Like one oftwo contending in a prize,
Bass. Our feast shall be much honoured in your marThat thinks he hath done well in people's eyes, riage. Hearing applause, and universal shout,
Gra. We'll play with them, the first boy for a thouGiddy in spirit, still gazing, in a doubt
sand ducats. Whether those peals of praise be his or no;
Ner. What, and stake down? So, thrice fairlady, stands, even so;
Gra. No; we shall ne'er win at that sport, and stake As doubtful whether, what I see be true,
down.Until confirm’d, sign'd, ratified by you.
But who comes here? Lorenzo, and his infidel? Por. You see me, lord Bassanio, where I stand, What, my old Venetian friend, Salerio? Such as I am: though, for myself alone, I would not be ambitious in my wish,
Enter Lorenzo, Jessica, and SALERIO. To wish myself much better; yet, for you,
Bass. Lorenzo, and Salerio, welcome hither; I would be trebled twenty times myself;
If that the youth of my new interest here A thousand times more fair, ten thousand times Have power to bid you welcome. —By your leave, More rich:
I bid my very friends and countrymen, That only to stand high on your account,
Sweet Portia, welcome. I might in virtues, beauties, livings, friends,
Por. So dol, my lord; Exceed account: but the full sum of me
They are entirely welcome. Is sum of something; which, to term in gross, Lor. I thank your honour. -For my part, my lord, Is an unlesson'd girl, unschool'd, unpractis'd: My purpose was not to have seen you here; Happy in this, she is not yet so old
Bat meeting with Salerio by the way, But she may learn; and happier than this,
He did entreat me, past all saying nay, She is not bred so dull but she can learn;
To come with him along. Happiest of all, is, that her gentle spirit
Sale. I did, my lord, Commits itself to yours to be directed,
And I have reason for it. Signior Antonio As from her lord, her governor, her king.
Commends him to you.
[Gives Bassanio a letter