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Lor. Beshrew me, but I love her heartily;
For she is wise, if I car judge of her ;
And fair she is, if that mine eyes be true;
And true she is, as she has prov'd herself ;
And therefore like herself, wife, fair, and true,
Shall the be placed in my conftant soul.
Enter Jessica to them.
What, art thou come? on, gentlemen, away ;
Our mafquing mates by this time for us stay. [Exit.
Enter Anthonio. :
Anth. Who's there?
Gra. Signior Anthonio,-
Anth. Fie, Gratiano, where are all the rest :
'Tis nine o'clock, our friends all fay for you ;
No masque to-night; the wind is come about,
Bafanio presently will go aboard;
I have sent twenty out to seek for you.
Gra. I'm glad on't; I desire no more delight
Than to be under fail, and gone to night.
SCENE changes to Belmunt.
Enter Portia with Morochius, and both their trains.
Por. O, draw aside the curtains, and discover
The sev'ral caskets to this noble Prince.
your choice. [Three Caskets are discovered.
Mor. The first of gold, which this inscription bears,
Who chufeth me, shall gain what many men defire.
The second filver, which this promile carries,
Wbo chufeth me, shall get as much as he deserves.
This third, dull lead, with warning all as blunt,
Who chuseth me, muft give and hazard all he hath.
How shall I know, if I do chuse the right?
Por. The one of them contains my picture, Prince ;
If you chuse that, then I am yours withal.
Mor. Some God direct my judgment! let me see,
I will survey the inscriptions back again :
What says this leaden caket?
Who chuseth me muft give and hazard all he hath.
Must give, for what? for lead ? hazard for lead ?
This caket threatens, men, that hazard all,
Do it in hope of fair advantages :
A golden mind stoops not to thows of dross;
I'll then not give, nor hazard, ought for lead.
What says the filver, with her virgin hue ?
Who chuseth me, shall get as much as he deserves.
As much as he deserves ? pause there, Morochius ;
And weigh thy value with an even hand.
If thou be'st rated by thy estimation,
Thou doft deserve enough; and yet enough
May not extend so far as to the lady;
And yet to be afraid of my deserving,
Were but a weak disabling of myself.
As much as I deserve - why, that's the lady:
I do in birth deserve her, and in fortunes,
In graces, and in qualities of breeding :
But more than these, in love I do deserve.
What if I ftray'd no farther, but chose here?
Let's see once more this saying grav'd in gold.
Who chuseth me, peall gain what many men defire.
Why, that's the lady; all the world desires her:
From the four corners of the earth they come
To kiss this fhrine, this mortal breathing saint.
Th' Hyrcanian deserts, and the vafty wilds
Of wide Arabia, are as thorough-fares now,
For Princes to come view fair Portia.
The wat'ry kingdom, whose ambitious head
Spits in the face of heav'n, is no bar
To stop the foreign spirits ; but they come
As o'er a brook, to see fair Portia.
One of these three contains her heav'nly pi&ture.
Is't like, that lead contains her? 'twere damnation,
To think so base a thought; it were too gross
To rib her searcloth in the obscure grave.
Or shall I think, in silver she's immur'd,
Being ten times undervalu’d to try'd geld?
O finful thought, never fo rich a gem
Was set in worse than gold! they have in England
A coin, that bears the figure of an angel
Stamped in gold, but that's insculpt upon :
But here an angel in a golden bed
Lyes all within. Deliver me the key ;
Here do I chuse, and thrive I as I may!
Por. There take it, Prince, and if my form lye there, Then I am yours.
(Unlocking the gold caset.
Mor. O hell! what have we here? a carrion death,
Within whose empty eye there is a scrowl:
I'll read the writing.
All that glisters is not gold,
Often have you heard that told ;
Many a man his life hath fold,
But my outside to behold.
Gilded wood may worms infold ;
been as wise as bold,
Young in limbs, in judgment old,
Your answer had not been inscrol'd;
Fare you well, your suit is cold. Mer. Cold, indeed, and labour loft: Then farewel, heat ; and welcome, frost : Portia, adieu ; I have too griev'd a heart To take a tedious leave: thus lofers part. (Exit.
Por. A gentle riddance : draw the curtains ; goLet all of his complexion cause me fo. (Exeunt.
Enter Solarino and Salanio.
With him is Gratiano gone along ; And in their ship, I'm sure Lorenzo is not.
Sola. The villain Jew with outcrics rais'd the Duke, Who went with him to search Bafanio's fhip.
Sal. He came too late, the ship was under fail ;
But there the Duke was giv'n to understand,
That in a Gondola were seen together
Lorenzo and his am'rous Jeffica :
Besides, Anthonio certify'd the Duke,
They were not with Bafanio in his ship.
sola. I never heard a paffion so confus'd,
So strange, outrageous, and so variable,
As the dog Jew did utter in the streets ;
My daughter! O my ducats! O my daughter !
Fled with a christian? O my christian ducats !
Justice, the law, my ducats, and my daughter!
A sealed bag, two fealed bags of ducats,
Of double ducats, stol'n from me by my daughter !
And jewels, two ftones, rich and precious stones,
Stol'n by my daughter! justice ! find the girl ;
She hath the stones upon her, and the ducats.
Sal. Why, all the boys in Venice follow him,
Crying his stones, his daughter, and his ducats.
Sola. Let good Antbonio look, he keep his day;
Or he lhall pay for this.
Sal. Marry, well reniember'd.
I reason'd with a Frenchman yesterday,
Who told me, in the narrow feas, that part
The French and English, there miscarried
A vessel of our country richly fraught:
I thcught upon Anthonio, when he told me,
And wilh'd in silence, that it were not his.
Sola. You were best to tell Anthonio what you hear, Yet do not suddenly, for it may grieve him.
Sal. A kinder Gentleman treads not the earth.
I saw Basanio and Anthonio part.
Bafanio told him, he would make some speed
Of his return: he answer'd, do not so,
Slubber not business for my fake, Bafanio,
But stay the very riping of the time!
And for the Jew's bond, which he hath of me,
Let it not enter into your mind of love :
Be merry, and employ your chiefest thoughts
To courthip, and such fair oftents of love,
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 affection wond'rous sensible
He wrung Bafanio's hand, and so they pasted.
Sola. I think, he only loves the world for him.
I pray thee, let us go and find him out,
And quicken his embraced heaviness
With fome delight or other.
Sal. Do we fo.
[Exeunt. ŚCENE changes to Belmont.
Enter Nerissa with a Servant. Ner, UICK, quick, I praythee,draw the curtain strait;
The Prince of Arragon has ta’en his oath, And comes to his election presently. Enter Arragon, his train, Portia. Florijh Cornets,
The Caskets are discover'd. Por. Behold, there stand the caskets, noble Prince ; If
you chuse that, wherein am contain’d, Strait shall our nuptual rites be solemniz'd: But if you fail, without more speech, my lord, You must be gone from hence immediately.
Ar. I am enjoin'd by oath tobserve three things ; First, never to unfold to any one Which casket 'twas I chose; next, if I fail Of the right casket, never in
To woo a maid in way of marriage :
Last, if I fail in fortune of my choice,
Immediately to leave you and be gone.
Por. To'these injunctions every one doth swear,
That comes to hazard for my worthless self.
Ar. And so have I addreft me; fortune now
heart's hope! gold, silver, and base lead.
Who chuseth me, mus give and hazard all he hath.
You shall look fairer, ere I give or hazard.
What says the golden cheft ? ha, let me see,
Who chuseth me, fall gain what many men defire.
What many men defire- that may be meant
Of the fool-multitude, that chuse by show,
Not learning more than the fond eye doth teach ;
Which pry not to th' interior, but like the martlet