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And well said too, for who shall go about
To Cozen Fortune, and be honourable
Without the Stamp of Merit? let none presume
To wear an undeserved Dignity:
o that Estates, Degrees, and offices,
Were' not deriv'd corruptly, and that clear Honour
Were purchast by the Merit of the Wearer!
How many then should cover that stand bare?
How many be commanded that Command?
How much low Peasantry would then be gleaned
From the true Seed of Honour? And how much Honour
Pickt from the Chaff and Ruin of the Times,
To be new varnishd? Well, but to my Choice;
Who chuseth me, shall get as much as he deserves:
I will assume Desert; give me a Key for this,
And instantly unlock my Fortunes here.
Por. Too long a Pause for that which you find there.

(Unlocking the silver Casket.
Ar. What's here ! the Portrait of a blinking Idiot,
Presenting me a Schedule ? I will read it :
How much unlike art thou to Portia?
How much unlike my Hopes and my deserving?
Who chuseth me shall have as much as he deserves:
Did I deserve no more than a Fool's Head?
Is that my Prize? Are my Deserts no better?

Por. To offend and judge are distinct Offices, And of opposed Natures.

Ar. What is here?

The Fire seven times tried this,
Seven times tried that Indgment is
That did never chuse amiss.
Some there be that Shadows kiss,
Such have but a Shadow'd Bliss:
There be Fools alive, I wis,
Silver'd o'er, and so was this:
Take what Wife you will to bed,
I will ever


So be gone Sir, you are sped.
Ar. Still more Fool I shall appear
By the time I linger here:

With one Fool's Head I came to woo,
But I go away with two.
Sweet adieu, I'll keep my Oath,
Patiently to bear my Wroth.

Por. Thus hath the Candle fing'd the Moth:
O these deliberate Fools! when they do chuse,
They have the Wisdom by their Wit to lose.

Ner. The ancient Saying is no Heresy,
Hanging and wiving goes by Destiny.
Por. Come, draw the Curtain, Nerissa.

Enter a Servant.
Serv. Where is my Lady?
Por. Here, what would


Lord ?
Serv. Madam, there is alighted at your Gate
A young Venetian, one that comes before
To signify th' Approaching of his Lord,
From whom he bringeth sensible Regreets;
To wit, belides Commends and courteous Breath,

of rich Value; yet I have not seen
So likely an Ambassador of Love.
A Day in April never came so sweet,
To now how costly Summer was at Hand,
As this Fore-spurrer comes before his Lord.

Por. No more I pray thee; I am half afeard
Thou wilt say anon, he is some kin to thee,
Thou spend'st such high-day Wit in praising him:
Come, come, Nerissa, for I long to see
Quick Cupid's Poft, that comes so mannerly.
Ner. Bassanio, Lord Love, if thy will it be.


A CT III. SCEN E Venice.

Enter Salanio and Solarino.

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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. That's certain, if the Devil may be her Judge.
Shy. My own Flesh and Blood to rebel.
Sola. Out upon it, old Carrion, Rebels it at these Years?'
Shy. I say, my Daughter is my Flesh and Blood.

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?


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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

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Enter a Servant from Anthonio.
Ser. Gentlemen, my Master Anthonio is at his House, and
desires to speak with you

Sal. We have been up and down to seek him.

Enter Tubal}.
Sola. Here comes another of the Tribe; a third cannot be
match'd, unless the Devil himself turn Jew.

[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,



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