I'll fly to her protection.
Guiomar [rising].

Speak, what are you?

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Rutilio. Of all that ever breathed, a man most wretched. Guiomar. I am sure you are a man of most ill manners; You could not with so little reverence else Press to my private chamber. Whither would you? Or what do you seek for?

Rutilio.

Gracious woman, hear me :

I am a stranger, and in that I answer
All your demands; a most unfortunate stranger
That, called unto it by my enemy's pride,
Have left him dead i' the streets.

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Justice pursues me,

And for that life I took unwillingly
And in a fair defence, I must lose mine,
Unless you in your charity protect me.

Your house is now my sanctuary; and the altar
I gladly would take hold of, your sweet mercy.
By all that's dear unto you, by your virtues
And by your innocence that needs no forgiveness,
Take pity on me.

Guiomar.

Are you a Castilian ?

Rutilio. No, madam; Italy claims my birth.
Guiomar.

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I ask not

With purpose to betray you; if you were
Ten thousand times a Spaniard, the nation
We Portugals most hate, I yet would save you,

If it lay in my power. Lift up these hangings ; 45
Behind my bed's head there's a hollow place,

Into which enter. [Rutilio conceals himself.] So; but from this stir not:

If the officers come, as you expect they will do,
I know they owe such reverence to my lodgings
That they will easily give credit to me
And search no further.

Rutilio.

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The blest saints pay for me

The infinite debt I owe you!

How he quakes!

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Guiomar [aside]. Thus far I feel his heart beat. [Aloud.] Be of comfort; Once more I give my promise for your safety. All men are subject to such accidents, Especially the valiant: [aside] and who knows not But that the charity I afford this stranger My only son elsewhere may stand in need of?

Enter Page, Officers, and Servants, with the body of Guiomar's son Duarte. Lights are brought in.

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First Servant. Now, madam, if your wisdom ever could Raise up defences against floods of sorrow That haste to overwhelm you, make true use of Your great discretion.

Second Servant.

My Lord Duarte 's slain.
First Officer.

Your only son

His murderer,

Pursued by us, was by a boy discovered
Entering your house, and that induced us
To press into it for his apprehension.
Guiomar [sinking into a chair]. Oh!
First Servant. Sure her heart is broke.
Officer
Guiomar.

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Madam !

Stand off:

My sorrow is so dear and precious to me
That you must not partake it; suffer it,

Like wounds that do bleed inward, to dispatch me. 70 [Aside.] O my Duarte, such an end as this

Thy pride long since did prophesy. Thou art dead;
And, to increase my misery, thy sad mother
Must make a wilful shipwreck of her vow,

Or thou fall unavenged. My soul's divided;
And piety to a son and true performance
Of hospitable duties to my guest,

That are to others angels, are my Furies:
Vengeance knocks at my heart, but my word given
Denies the entrance. Is no medium left

But that I must protect the murderer

Or suffer in that faith he made his altar?

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Motherly love, give place; the fault, made this way, To keep a vow to which high heaven is witness, Heaven may be pleased to pardon.

'Tis too late.

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Enter Manuel du Sosa, Doctors, and Surgeons. Manuel. He's gone, past all recovery: now my reproof Were but unseasonable when I should give comfort; And yet remember, sister

Guiomar.

Oh, forbear!

Search for the murderer, and remove the body
And, as you think fit, give it burial.
Wretch that I am, uncapable of all comfort!
And therefore I entreat my friends and kinsfolk
And you, my lord, for some space to forbear
Your courteous visitations.
Manuel.

We obey you

до

[They all leave her and take away the body. Rutilio [aside]. My spirits come back and now despair resigns

Her place again to hope.

Whate'er thou art

Guiomar.
To whom I have given means of life, to witness
With what religion I have kept my promise,
Come fearless forth: but let thy face be covered
That I hereafter be not forced to know thee;
For motherly affection may return,

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My vow once paid to heaven. [Rutilio comes forth with his face covered.] Thou hast taken from me

The respiration of my heart, the light

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Of my swoln eyes, in his life that sustained me:
Yet my word given to save you I make good,
Because what you did was not done with malice.
You are not known; there is no mark about you
That can discover you; let not fear betray you :
With all convenient speed you can, fly from me,
That I may never see you; and that want
Of means may be no let unto your journey,
There are a hundred crowns. [She gives him a purse.] You
are at the door now,

And so, farewell for ever.
Rutilio [kneeling].

Let me first fall

Before your feet and on them pay the duty

I owe your goodness: next, all blessings to you, 115
And heaven restore the joys I have bereft you
With full increase hereafter! [He rises ] Living, be
The goddess styled of hospitality! [Exeunt severally.

XV. ANTONIO AND SHYLOCK

BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

SCENE I. THE SECOND ARROW.

Antonio is a rich merchant in the city of Venice, which was once one of the great trading cities of the world. He is one of the most generous of men, never weary of doing his friends a kindness, lending without interest to those who are in difficulty, and spending large sums in relieving poor debtors.

His greatest friend is Bassanio, a soldier and scholar, frank and open, but careless of his money and heavily in debt.

The scene is a street in Venice.

Enter Antonio and Bassanio.

Bassanio. 'Tis not unknown to you, Antonio,
How much I have disabled mine estate;
Nor do I now make moan to be abridged
From such a noble rate; but my chief care
Is, to come fairly off from the great debts,
Wherein my time, something too prodigal,
Hath left me gaged. To you, Antonio,
I owe the most, in money and in love;
And from your love I have a warranty
To unburthen all my plots and purposes
How to get clear of all the debts I owe.

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Antonio. I pray you, good Bassanio, let me know it ;
And if it stand, as you yourself still do,
Within the eye of honour, be assured,

My purse, my person, my extremest means,
Lie all unlocked to your occasions.

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Bassanio. In my schooldays, when I had lost one shaft,

I shot his fellow of the self-same flight

The selfsame way with more advisèd watch,

To find the other forth; and by adventuring both, 20

I oft found both: I urge this childhood proof,
Because what follows is pure innocence.

I owe you much; and, like a wilful youth,
That which I owe is lost: but if you please
To shoot another arrow that self way

Which you did shoot the first, I do not doubt
(As I will watch the aim) or to find both,
Or bring your latter hazard back again,
And thankfully rest debtor for the first.

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Antonio. You know me well; and herein spend but time

To wind about my love with circumstance;
And out of doubt you do me now more wrong
In making question of my uttermost,
Than if you had made waste of all I have :
Then do but say to me what I should do,
That in your knowledge may by me be done,
And I am prest unto it: therefore speak.

Bassanio. In Belmont is a lady richly left,
And she is fair, and, fairer than that word,
Of wondrous virtues: sometimes from her eyes
I did receive fair speechless messages:
Her name is Portia :
: nothing undervalued
To Cato's daughter, Brutus' Portia :
Nor is the wide world ignorant of her worth;
For the four winds blow in from every coast

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Renowned suitors: and her sunny locks

Hang on her temples like a golden fleece;

Which makes her seat of Belmont Colchos' strand,
And many Jasons come in quest of her.

O my Antonio, had I but the means
To hold a rival place with one of them,

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I have a mind presages me such thrift,

That I should questionless be fortunate.

Antonio. Thou know'st that all my fortunes are at sea; Neither have I money, nor commodity

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To raise a present sum: therefore go forth,
Try what my credit can in Venice do:
That shall be racked, even to the uttermost,
To furnish thee to Belmont, to fair Portia.
Go, presently inquire, and so will I,
Where money is; and I no question make,
To have it of my trust, or for my sake.

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[Exeunt.