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And well said too, for who shall go about
(Unlocking the silver Casket.
Por. To offend and judge are distinct Offices, And of opposed Natures.
Ar. What is here?
The Fire seven times tried this,
With one Fool's Head I came to woo,
Ner. The ancient Saying is no Heresy,
Enter a Servant.
of rich Value; yet I have not seen
Por. No more I pray thee; I am half afeard
A CT III. SCEN E Venice.
Enter Salanio and Solarino.
what News on the Ryalto?
Sal. Why yet it lives there uncheckt, that Anthonio hath a Ship of rich Lading wrackt on the narrow Seas ; the Goodwins, I think, they call the Place'; a very dangerous Flat, and fatal, where the Carcasses of many a tall
Ship lye bury'd, as they say, if my Goffip's Report be an honest Woman of her Word.
Sola. I would he were as lying a Gossip in that, as ever knapt Ginger, or made her Neighbours believe she wept for the Death of a third Husband; but it is true, without any Slips of Prolixity, or crossing the plain High-way of Talk, that the good Anthonio, the honest Anthonio that I had a Title good enough to keep his Name Company !
Sal. Come, the full stop.
Sola. Ha, what say'st thou? Why the end is, he hath loft a Ship.
Sal. I would it might prove the end of his Lofses.
Sola. Let me say Amen betimes, left the Devil cross my Prayer; for here he comes in the Likeness of a few. How now Shylock, what News among the Merchants?
Enter Shylock. Shy: You knew, none so well, none so well as you, of my Daughter's Flight.
Sal. That's certain; I for my part knew the Tailor that made the Wings she flew withal.
Sola. And Shylock for his own part knew the Bird was fedg’d, and then it is the Complexion of them all to leave the Dam.
Shy. She is damn'd for it.
Sal. There is more Difference between thy Flesh and hers, than between Jet and Ivory; more between your Bloods, than there is between red Wine and Rhenish: But tell us, do you
hear whether Anthonio have had any Lofs at Sea or no?
Shy. There I have another bad Match, a Bankrupt, a Prodigal, who dare scarce shew his Head on the Ryalto, a Beggar ! that was us'd to come so smug upon the Mart; let him look to his Bond; he was wont to call me Usurer; let him look to his Bond; he was wont to lend Mony for a Christian Courtefie; let him look to his Bond.
Sal. Why I am sure if he forfeit, thou wilt not take his Flesh: What's that good for?
Shy. To bait Fish withal. If it will feed nothing else, it will feed my Revenge; he hath disgrac'd me, and hindred me half a Million, laught at my Losses, mockt at my Gains, scorn'dmy Nation, thwarted my Bargains; cool'd my Friends, heated mine Enemies; and what's the Reason? I am a Jew: Hath not a Few Eyes? Hath not a Few Hands, Organs, Dimensions, Senses, Affections, Passions? Fed with the fame Food, hurt with the same Weapons, subject to the same Dis seases, heald by the same Means, warm'd and coold by the fame Winter and Summer as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us; do we not laagh? if you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his Humility? Revenge. If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his Sufferance be by a Christian Example? Why Revenge. The Villany you teach me I will execute, and it shall go hard but I will better the Instructi
Enter a Servant from Anthonio.
[Exeunt Sala. and Solar. Shy. How now Tuball, what News from Genona? Haft thou found my Daughter?
Tub. I often came where I did hear of her, but cannot find her. Shy. Why there, there, there, there, a Diamond gone
cost me two thousand Ducats in Frankford; the Curse never fell upon our Nation 'till now, I never felt it 'till now; two thousand Ducats in that, and other precious, precious Jewels. I would my Daughter were dead at my Foot, and the Jewels in her Ear; would she were hearst at my Foot, and the Ducats in her Coffin; No News of them; why so? and I know not how much is spent in the Search : why then Loss upon Loss, the Thief gone with so much, and so much to find the Thief, and no Satisfa&ion, no Revenge, nor no ill Luck stirring, but what lights a my Shoulders, no Sighs but a my breathing, no Tears but a my shedding.
Tub. Yea, other Men have ill Luck too; Anthonio, as I heard in Genoua
Shy. What, what, ill Luck, ill Luck?
Tub. Hath an Argofie cast away, coming from Tripolis.
Shy. I thank God, I thank God ; is it true? is it true ?
Tub. I spoke with some of the Sailors that escap'd the Wrack.
Shy. I thank thee good Tuball; good News, good News; ha, ha, where? in Genona?
Tub. Your Daughter spent in Genona, as I heard, one Night fourscore Ducats.
Shy. Thou stick'st a Dagger in me; I Mall never see my Gold again; fourscore Ducats at a Sitting, fourscore Du. cats!
Tub. There came divers of Anthonio's Creditors in my Company' to Venice, that swear he cannot chuse but break.
Shy. I am glad of it, I'll plague him, I'll torture him; I am glad of it.
Tub. One of them shew'd me a Ring that he had of your Daughter for a Monky.
Shy. Out upon her, thou torturest me, Tuball; it was my Turquoise, I had it of Leah when I was a Batchelor; I would not have given it for a Wilderness of Monkies.
Tub. But Anthonio is certainly undone.
Shy. Nay, that's true, that's very true; go, Tuball, fee me an Officer, bespeak him a Fortnight before, I will have the Heart of him, if he forfeit; for were he out of Venice, I can make what Merchandize I will: Go, Tuball, and meet me at our Synagogue; go, good Tubally at our Synagogue, Tuball,