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Por. ? I thank you for your wish, and am well

To with it back on you: fare you well, Jessica.

[Exeunt Jessica and Lorenzo.
Now, Balthazar,
As I have ever found thee honest, true,
So let me find thee (till: take this same letter,
And use thou all th' endeavour of a man,
In speed to Padua ; see thou render this
Into my cousin's hand, Doctor Bellario;
And look what notes and garments he doth give thee,
Bring them, I pray thee, with imagin'd speed
Unto the Traject, to the common ferry
Which trades to Venice: wafte no time in words,
But get thee gone ; I shall be there before thee.

Bal. Madam, I go with all convenient speed. [Exit.

Por. Come on, Nerisa; I have work in hand, That you yet know not of: we'll see our husbands, Before they think of us.

Ner. Shall they see us.

Por. They shall, Nerissa; but' in such a habit,
That they shall think we are accomplished
With what we lack. I'll hold thee any wager,
When we are both apparell'd like young men,

prove the prettier fellow of the two,
And wear my dagger with the braver grace;
. And speak between the change of man and boy,
· With a reed Voice; and turn two mincing steps
• Into a manly stride; and speak of frays,
· Like a fine bragging youth; and tell quaint lies,
• How honourable ladies fought my love,
" Which I denying, they fell fick and dy'd,

2 I thank you for your wish, and am well pleased

To wish it back on you :-) I should rather think Shakespear wrote,

And am well’PRIS'D, from the French appris, taught, instructed, i. e. you teach me, in the politeness of your good wishes, what I ought to with you.

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• I could not do with all: then I'll repent, . And wish, for all that, that I had not kill'd them. " And twenty of these puny lies I'll tell; "That men shall swear, I've discontinued school « Above a twelve-month. I have in my mind A thousand raw tricks of these bragging jacks, Which I will practise.

Ner. Shall we turn to men?

Por. Fie, what a question's that, If thou wert near a lewd Interpreter! But come, I'll tell thee all my whole device When I am in my coach, which stays for us At the park-gate; and therefore halte away, For we must measure twenty miles to day. [Exeunt.


Enter Launcelot and Jessica. Laun. Yes, truly: for look you, the sins of the father are to be laid upon the children; therefore, I promise you, I fear you. I was always plain with you; and so now I speak my agitation of the matter : therefore be of good cheer; for truly, I think, you are damn'd: there is but one hope in it that can do you any good, and that is but a kind of bastard hope neither.

Jef. And what hope is that, I pray thee?

Laun. Marry, you may partly hope that your father got you not, that you are not the few's daughter.

Jef. That were a kind of bastard hope, indeed ; fo the sins of my mother should be visited upon me.

Laun. Truly, then, I fear, you are damn'd both by father and mother; thus when you shun Scylla, your father, you fall into Charybdis, your mother : well, you are gone both ways.

Jef. 3. Thus when you pun Scylla, &c.] By this allusion (says Mr. Theobald) it is evident Shakespear was no franger to the Hexen


Fef. I shall be saved by my husband, he hath made me a chriftian.

Laun. Truly, the more to blame he; we were christians enough before, e'en as many as could well live one by another : this making of christians will raise the price of hogs; if we grow all to be porkeaters, we shall not shortly have a ralher on the coals

for mony.

Enter Lorenzo. Fef. I'll tell my husband, Launcelot, what you say: here he comes.

Lor. I shall grow jealous of you shortly, Launcelot, if you thus get my wife into corners.

Fef. Nay, you need not fear us, Lorenzo; Launce, lot and I are out; he tells me flatly, there is no mercy for me in heav'n, because I am a few's daughter: and he says, you are no good member of the commonwealth; for, in converting Jews to christians, you raise the price of pork.

Lor. I shall answer that better to the commonwealth, than you can the getting up of the negro's belly: the Moor is with child by you, Launcelot.

Laun. It is much, that the Moor should be more than reason: but if she be less than an honest woman, the is indeed more than I took her for.

Lor. How every fool can play upon the word! I think, the best grace of wit will shortly turn into silence, and discourse grow commendable in none

Go in, firrah, bid them prepare for dinner.

Laun. That is done, Sir; they have all stomachs.

Lor. Good lord, what a wit-snapper are you! then bid them prepare dinner. meter, nor the application of it, Incidit in Scyllam cupiens vitare Charybdim. But is is not itrange that our critic, an Englishman, should know this was a Latin proverb, and yet not know thac ic. was become an Englih one likewise?


but parrots.

Laun. That is done too, Şir'; only, cover is the word.

Lor. Will you cover then, Sir?
Laun. Not so, Sir, neither ; I know my duty.

Lor. Yet more quarrelling with occasion! wilt thou fhew the whole wealth of thy wit in an inftane? I pray thee understand a plain man in his plain meaning: go to thy fellows, bid them cover the table, serve in the meat, and we will come in to dinner.

Laun. For the table, Sir, it shall be serv'd in; for the meat, Sir, it shall be covered ; for your coming in to dinner, Sir, why, let it be as humours and conceits shall govern.

[Exit Laun.
Lor. O dear discretion, how his words are suited!
• The fool hath planted in his memory
An army of good words; and I do know
• A many fools that stand in better place,

Garnish'd like him, that for a crickfie word
• Defie the matter :' how far'st thou, Jessica?
And now, good sweet, say thy opinion,
How doft thou like the lord Bassanio's wife?

Jes. Paft all expressing: it is very meet,
The lord Bassanio live an upright life.
For, having such a Blessing in his lady,
He finds the joys of heaven here on earth:
And if on earth he do not merit it,
In reason he should never come to heav'n.
Why, if two Gods should play fome heav'nly match,
And on the wager lay two earthly women,
And Portia one, there must be something else
Pawn'd with the other; for the poor rude world
Hath not her fellow.

Lor. Even such a husband
Haft thou of me, as she is for a wife.

Jef. Nay, but ask my opinion too of that.
Lor. I will anon: first, let us go to dinner,


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Jef. Nay, let me praise you, while I have a fto

Lor. No, pray thee, let it ferve for table-talk;
Then, howsoe'er thou speak'ft, 'mong other things,
I shall digeft it.
Jef. Well, I'll fet



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Enter the Duke, the Senators; Anthonio, Baffanio,

and Gratiano, at the Bar,

WHAT, is Anthonio here?

Ant: Ready, so please your Grace.
Duke. I'm sorry for thee; thou art come to answer
A stony adversary, an inhuman wretch
Uncapable of picy, void and empty
From any dram of mercy.

Ant. I have heard,
Your Grace hath ta'en great pains to qualifie.
His rig'rous course; but since he stands obdurate,
And that no lawful means can carry me
Out of his envy's reach, I do oppose
My patience to his fury; and am arm'd
To suffer, with a quietness of spirit,
The very tyranny and rage of his.

Duke. Go one, and call the few into the Court.
Sal. He's ready at the door: he comes, my lord.

Enter Shylock.
Duke. Make room, and let him stand before our


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