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Shy. These be the Christian husbands: I have a
'Would, any of the stock of Barrabas
We trifle time; I pray thee, pursue sentence.
Por. And you must cut this flesh from off his
The law allows it, and the court awards it.
Shy. Most learned judge! A sentence; come,
Por. Tarry a little; there is something else.-
One drop of Christian blood, thy lands and goods
Of the duke only, 'gainst all other voice.
Gra. Beg that thou may'st have leave to hang
And yet, thy wealth being forfeit to the state,
I pardon thee thy life before thou ask it:
Por. Ay, for the state; not for Antonio.
Gra. O upright judge!-Mark, Jew;-O learned That doth sustain my house; you take my life,
Shy. Is that the law?
Thyself shall see the act:
Shy. I take this offer then, -pay the bond thrice,
Here is the money.
The Jew shall have all justice ;-soft ;-no haste ;-
Gra. O Jew! an upright judge, a learned judge!
Of one poor scruple: nay, if the scale do turn
Now, infidel, I have thee on the hip.
Por. Why doth the Jew pause? take thy forfeiture.
Gra. A Daniel, still say I; a second Daniel!-
Shy. Why then the devil give him good of it!
When you do take the means whereby I live.
That for this favour,
Had I been judge, thou should'st have had ten more,
Duke. I am sorry, that your leisure serves you not.
For, in my mind, you are much bound to him.
[Exeunt DUKE, Magnificoes and Train.
Por. He is well paid that is well satisfied:
I pray you, know me, when we meet again;
I wish you well, and so I take my leave.
Bass. Go, Gratiano, run and overtake him, Give him the ring; and bring him, if thou can'st,
Bass. Dear sir, of force I must attempt you Unto Antonio's house:-away, make haste.
Take some remembrance of us, as a tribute,
Per. You press me far, and therefore I will yield.
Bass. This ring, good sir, alas, it is a trifle ; I will not shame myself to give you this.
Per. I will have nothing else but only this; And now, methinks, I have a mind to it.
Bass. There's more depends on this than on the value.
The dearest ring in Venice will I give you,
Only for this, I pray you pardon me.
Per. I see, sir, you are liberal in offers: You taught me first to beg; and now, methinks, You teach me how a beggar should be answer'd. Bass. Good sir, this ring was given me by my wife;
And, when she put it on, she made me vow,
That I should neither sell, nor give, nor lose it. Per. That 'scuse serves many men to save their gifts.
An if your wife be not a mad woman,
And know how well I have deserv'd this ring,
Come, you and I will thither presently; And in the morning early will we both Fly toward Belmont: Come, Antonio.
SCENE II. -The same.
And ceremoniously let us prepare
Laun. Sola, sola, wo ha, ho, sola, sola!
Laun. Sola! did you see master Lorenzo, and mistress Lorenzo? sola, sola!
Lor. Leave hollaing, man; here
Laun. Tell him, there's a post come from my master, with his horn full of good news; my master will be here ere morning. [Exit. Lor. Sweet soul, let's in, and there expect their coming.
And yet no matter; Why should we go in?
How sweet the moon-light sleeps upon this bank!
Come, ho, and wake Diana with a hymn;
Jes. I am never merry, when I hear sweet musick.
Lor. The reason is your spirits are attentive: For do but note a wild and wanton herd, Or race of youthful and unhandled colts, Fetching mad bounds, bellowing, and neighing loud, Which is the hot condition of their blood; If they but hear perchance a trumpet sound, Or any air of musick touch their ears, You shall perceive them make a mutual stand, Their savage eyes turn'd to a modest gaze,
By the sweet power of musick: Therefore, the poet Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones, and
Empties itself, as doth an inland brook Into the main of waters. Musick! hark!
Ner. It is your musick, madam, of the house. Por. Nothing is good, I see, without respect; Methinks, it sounds much sweeter than by day. Ner. Silence bestows that virtue on it, madam. Por. The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither is attended; and, I think, The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren. How many things by season season'd are To their right praise, and true perfection!Peace, hoa! the moon sleeps with Endymion, And would not be awak'd! [Musick ceases. Lor.
That is the voice,
But there is come a messenger before, To signify their coming.
Go in, Nerissa,
[A tucket sounds. Lor. Your husband is at hand, I hear his trumpet: We are no tell-tales, madam; fear you not. Por. This night, methinks, is but the daylight sick.
It looks a little paler; 'tis a day,
Enter BASSANIO, ANTONIO, GRATIANO, and their
Bass. We should hold day with the Antipodes, If you would walk in absence of the sun.
Por. Let me give light, but let me not be light; For a light wife doth make a heavy husband, And never be Bassanio so for me;
But God sort all! You are welcome home, my lord.
Bass. I thank you, madam; give welcome to my friend.
This is the man, this is Antonio,
To whom I am so infinitely bound.
Por. You should in all sense be much bound t
For, as I hear, he was much bound for you.
Ant. No more than I am well acquitted of. Por. Sir, you are very welcome to our house: It must appear in other ways than words, Therefore, I scant this breathing courtesy.
[GRATIANO and NERISSA seem to talk apar Gra. By yonder moon, I swear, you do me wrong In faith, I gave it to the judge's clerk: Would he were gelt that had it, for my part, Since you do take it, love, so much at heart. Por. A quarrel, ho, already? what's the matter Gra. About a hoop of gold, a paltry ring That she did give me; whose posy was For all the world, like cutler's poetry Upon a knife, Love me, and leave me not.
Nr. What talk you of the posy, or the value? You swore to me, when I did give it you, That you would wear it till your hour of death; And that it should lie with you in your grave: Though not for me, yet for your vehement oaths, Yea should have been respective, and have kept it. Gave it a judge's clerk! - but well I know, The clerk will ne'er wear hair on his face, that had it. Gra. He will, an if he live to be a man. Ner. Ay, if a woman live to be a man,
Gra. Now, by this hand, I gave it to a youth,A kind of boy; a little scrubbed boy, No higher than thyself, the judge's clerk ; A prating boy, that begg'd it as a fee; I could not for my heart deny it him.
Par. You were to blame, I must be plain with you, To part so slightly with your wife's first gift; A thing stuck on with oaths upon your finger, And riveted so with faith unto your flesh. I gave my love a ring, and made him swear Never to part with it; and here he stands ; I dare be sworn for him, he would not leave it, Nor pluck it from his finger, for the wealth That the world masters. Now, in faith, Gratiano, You give your wife too unkind a cause of grief; An 'twere to me, I should be mad at it.
Bass. Why, I were best to cut my left hand off, And swear, I lost the ring defending it. Gra. My lord Bassanio gave his ring away Unto the judge that begg'd it, and, indeed, Deserv'd it too; and then the boy, his clerk, That took some pains in writing, he begg'd mine: And neither man, nor master, would take aught But the two rings.
Par. What ring gave you, my lord? Not that, I hope, which you receiv'd of me. Bass. If I could add a lie unto a fault, I would deny it; but you see, my finger Hath not the ring upon it, it is gone.
Per. Even so void is your false heart of truth. By heaven, I will ne'er come in your bed L'atil I see the ring.
Till I again see mine.
Nor I in yours,
If you did know to whom I gave the ring,
I'll die for't, but some woman had the ring.
My honour would not let ingratitude
Por. Let not that doctor e'er come near my house:
I'll not deny him any thing I have,
No, not my body, nor my husband's bed:
Lie not a night from home; watch me, like Argus;
Now, by mine honour, which is yet my own,
Ner. And I his clerk; therefore be well advis'd, How you do leave me to mine own protection,
Gra. Well do you so: let not me take him then; For, if I do, I'll mar the young clerk's pen. Ant. I am the unhappy subject of these quarrels. Por Sir, grieve not you; you are welcome notwithstanding.
Bass. Portia, forgive me this enforced wrong; And, in the hearing of these many friends, I swear to thee, even by thine own fair eyes, Wherein I see myself,
Mark you but that! In both my eyes he doubly sees himself: In each eye one: - swear by your double self, And there's an oath of credit.
Gra. Why, this is like the mending of high-ways
Shall witness, I set forth as soon as you,
Pau. No, by mine honour, madam, by my soul, And I have better news in store for you,
No woman had it, but a civil doctor,
Which did refuse three thousand ducats of me,
Of my dear friend. What should I say, sweet lady?
I was beset with shame and courtesy:
Than you expect: unseal this letter soon;
Lor. Fair ladies, you drop manna in the way Of starved people.
It is almost morning,
And yet, I am sure, you are not satisfied
Gra. Let it be so; The first intergatory,