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Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616.. *The Merchant of Venice from Mr. William Shakespeares comedies, histories, & tragedies. Published according to the true originall copies.*. Table des rôles
Rôle	Scènes	Répl.	Répl. moy.	Présence	Texte	Texte % prés.	Texte × pers.	Interlocution
[TOUS]	20 sc.	638 répl.	2,9 l.	1 829 l.	1 829 l.	18 %	10 707 l. (100 %)	5,9 pers.
All	1 sc.	2 répl.	2,2 l.	229 l. (13 %)	4 l. (1 %)	2 %	2 057 l. (20 %)	9,0 pers.
Antonio	6 sc.	47 répl.	2,6 l.	861 l. (48 %)	122 l. (7 %)	15 %	5 957 l. (56 %)	6,9 pers.
Prince of Arragon	1 sc.	5 répl.	8,7 l.	69 l. (4 %)	43 l. (3 %)	64 %	275 l. (3 %)	4,0 pers.
Balthasar	1 sc.	1 répl.	0,7 l.	59 l. (4 %)	1 l. (1 %)	2 %	294 l. (3 %)	5,0 pers.
Bassanio	6 sc.	74 répl.	3,1 l.	1 163 l. (64 %)	228 l. (13 %)	20 %	8 431 l. (79 %)	7,3 pers.
Old Gobbo	1 sc.	19 répl.	1,3 l.	145 l. (8 %)	24 l. (2 %)	17 %	724 l. (7 %)	5,0 pers.
Launcelot Gobbo	6 sc.	44 répl.	2,9 l.	499 l. (28 %)	126 l. (7 %)	26 %	3 108 l. (30 %)	6,2 pers.
Duke	1 sc.	18 répl.	2,8 l.	321 l. (18 %)	51 l. (3 %)	16 %	2 572 l. (25 %)	8,0 pers.
Gratiano	8 sc.	48 répl.	2,5 l.	1 124 l. (62 %)	120 l. (7 %)	11 %	8 458 l. (79 %)	7,5 pers.
Jessica	7 sc.	26 répl.	2,2 l.	663 l. (37 %)	56 l. (4 %)	9 %	4 842 l. (46 %)	7,3 pers.
Shylock	5 sc.	79 répl.	3,2 l.	597 l. (33 %)	249 l. (14 %)	42 %	3 485 l. (33 %)	5,8 pers.
Leonardo	1 sc.	2 répl.	0,5 l.	145 l. (8 %)	1 l. (1 %)	1 %	724 l. (7 %)	5,0 pers.
Lorenzo	7 sc.	47 répl.	2,5 l.	765 l. (42 %)	118 l. (7 %)	16 %	5 601 l. (53 %)	7,3 pers.
Messenger	2 sc.	5 répl.	2,3 l.	283 l. (16 %)	12 l. (1 %)	5 %	2 203 l. (21 %)	7,8 pers.
Prince of Morocco	2 sc.	8 répl.	9,1 l.	89 l. (5 %)	73 l. (4 %)	82 %	178 l. (2 %)	2,0 pers.
Nerissa	7 sc.	36 répl.	1,7 l.	1 006 l. (55 %)	62 l. (4 %)	7 %	7 467 l. (70 %)	7,4 pers.
Portia	9 sc.	117 répl.	3,4 l.	1 095 l. (60 %)	402 l. (22 %)	37 %	7 645 l. (72 %)	7,0 pers.
Salanio	7 sc.	25 répl.	2,6 l.	580 l. (32 %)	66 l. (4 %)	12 %	3 692 l. (35 %)	6,4 pers.
Salarino	6 sc.	26 répl.	2,3 l.	829 l. (46 %)	59 l. (4 %)	8 %	5 956 l. (56 %)	7,2 pers.
Servant	1 sc.	1 répl.	3,1 l.	100 l. (6 %)	3 l. (1 %)	4 %	299 l. (3 %)	3,0 pers.
Tubal	1 sc.	8 répl.	1,1 l.	88 l. (5 %)	9 l. (1 %)	10 %	351 l. (4 %)	4,0 pers.

Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616.. *The Merchant of Venice from Mr. William Shakespeares comedies, histories, & tragedies. Published according to the true originall copies.*. Statistiques par relation
Relation		Scènes	Texte	Interlocution
All Portia	5 l. (20 %) 1 répl. 4,0 l. 17 l. (81 %) 1 répl. 16,5 l.	1 sc.	21 l. (2 %)	9,0 pers.
Antonio Bassanio	48 l. (50 %) 13 répl. 3,6 l. 49 l. (51 %) 11 répl. 4,4 l.	4 sc.	95 l. (6 %)	7,2 pers.
Antonio Duke	17 l. (86 %) 4 répl. 4,0 l. 3 l. (15 %) 2 répl. 1,4 l.	1 sc.	19 l. (2 %)	8,0 pers.
Antonio Gratiano	7 l. (40 %) 4 répl. 1,6 l. 10 l. (61 %) 7 répl. 1,4 l.	4 sc.	16 l. (1 %)	7,7 pers.
Antonio Shylock	23 l. (24 %) 12 répl. 1,9 l. 72 l. (77 %) 15 répl. 4,8 l.	3 sc.	94 l. (6 %)	6,4 pers.
Antonio Portia	10 l. (32 %) 8 répl. 1,2 l. 20 l. (69 %) 7 répl. 2,9 l.	2 sc.	29 l. (2 %)	8,4 pers.
Antonio Salanio	20 l. (45 %) 5 répl. 3,8 l. 24 l. (56 %) 5 répl. 4,7 l.	2 sc.	43 l. (3 %)	5,5 pers.
Antonio Salarino	2 l. (58 %) 1 répl. 2,0 l. 2 l. (43 %) 1 répl. 1,5 l.	1 sc.	3 l. (1 %)	6,0 pers.
Prince of Arragon Portia	44 l. (86 %) 5 répl. 8,7 l. 8 l. (15 %) 4 répl. 1,8 l.	1 sc.	51 l. (3 %)	4,0 pers.
Balthasar Portia	1 l. (7 %) 1 répl. 0,7 l. 10 l. (94 %) 1 répl. 9,1 l.	1 sc.	10 l. (1 %)	5,0 pers.
Bassanio Old Gobbo	1 l. (37 %) 1 répl. 0,7 l. 2 l. (64 %) 2 répl. 0,6 l.	1 sc.	2 l. (1 %)	5,0 pers.
Bassanio Launcelot Gobbo	11 l. (31 %) 4 répl. 2,6 l. 25 l. (70 %) 4 répl. 6,0 l.	1 sc.	34 l. (2 %)	5,0 pers.
Bassanio Gratiano	16 l. (49 %) 11 répl. 1,4 l. 17 l. (52 %) 9 répl. 1,9 l.	4 sc.	32 l. (2 %)	7,6 pers.
Bassanio Shylock	10 l. (15 %) 15 répl. 0,6 l. 56 l. (86 %) 15 répl. 3,7 l.	2 sc.	65 l. (4 %)	6,6 pers.
Bassanio Nerissa	8 l. (69 %) 1 répl. 7,7 l. 4 l. (32 %) 4 répl. 0,9 l.	3 sc.	11 l. (1 %)	8,6 pers.
Bassanio Portia	116 l. (54 %) 27 répl. 4,3 l. 101 l. (47 %) 23 répl. 4,4 l.	3 sc.	216 l. (12 %)	8,6 pers.
Bassanio Salarino	17 l. (91 %) 2 répl. 8,3 l. 2 l. (10 %) 2 répl. 0,9 l.	2 sc.	18 l. (2 %)	7,9 pers.
Old Gobbo Launcelot Gobbo	24 l. (29 %) 17 répl. 1,4 l. 60 l. (72 %) 18 répl. 3,3 l.	1 sc.	83 l. (5 %)	5,0 pers.
Launcelot Gobbo Jessica	20 l. (59 %) 6 répl. 3,3 l. 14 l. (42 %) 5 répl. 2,7 l.	3 sc.	33 l. (2 %)	2,9 pers.
Launcelot Gobbo Shylock	9 l. (31 %) 4 répl. 2,1 l. 19 l. (70 %) 5 répl. 3,8 l.	1 sc.	27 l. (2 %)	3,0 pers.
Launcelot Gobbo Lorenzo	14 l. (46 %) 12 répl. 1,2 l. 17 l. (55 %) 11 répl. 1,5 l.	3 sc.	31 l. (2 %)	7,4 pers.
Duke Gratiano	1 l. (8 %) 1 répl. 0,4 l. 6 l. (93 %) 2 répl. 2,8 l.	1 sc.	6 l. (1 %)	8,0 pers.
Duke Shylock	15 l. (44 %) 2 répl. 7,2 l. 19 l. (57 %) 4 répl. 4,6 l.	1 sc.	33 l. (2 %)	8,0 pers.
Duke Nerissa	18 l. (94 %) 3 répl. 5,8 l. 2 l. (7 %) 1 répl. 1,2 l.	1 sc.	19 l. (2 %)	8,0 pers.
Duke Portia	11 l. (75 %) 6 répl. 1,8 l. 4 l. (26 %) 3 répl. 1,2 l.	1 sc.	14 l. (1 %)	8,0 pers.
Duke Salarino	3 l. (57 %) 2 répl. 1,4 l. 3 l. (44 %) 2 répl. 1,1 l.	1 sc.	5 l. (1 %)	8,0 pers.
Gratiano Shylock	14 l. (91 %) 5 répl. 2,8 l. 2 l. (10 %) 2 répl. 0,8 l.	1 sc.	15 l. (1 %)	8,0 pers.
Gratiano Leonardo	1 l. (27 %) 1 répl. 0,4 l. 1 l. (74 %) 2 répl. 0,5 l.	1 sc.	1 l. (1 %)	5,0 pers.
Gratiano Lorenzo	20 l. (60 %) 3 répl. 6,6 l. 14 l. (41 %) 4 répl. 3,3 l.	3 sc.	33 l. (2 %)	5,6 pers.
Gratiano Nerissa	8 l. (37 %) 6 répl. 1,2 l. 13 l. (64 %) 6 répl. 2,1 l.	4 sc.	20 l. (2 %)	8,5 pers.
Gratiano Portia	32 l. (43 %) 9 répl. 3,5 l. 42 l. (58 %) 13 répl. 3,2 l.	4 sc.	73 l. (4 %)	8,5 pers.
Gratiano Salanio	12 l. (72 %) 3 répl. 3,7 l. 5 l. (29 %) 3 répl. 1,5 l.	2 sc.	15 l. (1 %)	8,3 pers.
Gratiano Salarino	5 l. (94 %) 2 répl. 2,1 l. 1 l. (7 %) 1 répl. 0,3 l.	2 sc.	5 l. (1 %)	8,6 pers.
Jessica Shylock	3 l. (25 %) 3 répl. 0,9 l. 8 l. (75 %) 2 répl. 3,8 l.	1 sc.	10 l. (1 %)	3,0 pers.
Jessica Lorenzo	34 l. (44 %) 15 répl. 2,2 l. 44 l. (57 %) 16 répl. 2,7 l.	4 sc.	77 l. (5 %)	6,9 pers.
Shylock Portia	21 l. (35 %) 20 répl. 1,0 l. 40 l. (66 %) 20 répl. 2,0 l.	1 sc.	60 l. (4 %)	8,0 pers.
Shylock Salanio	6 l. (43 %) 2 répl. 2,5 l. 7 l. (58 %) 4 répl. 1,7 l.	2 sc.	12 l. (1 %)	3,8 pers.
Shylock Salarino	8 l. (56 %) 4 répl. 1,9 l. 7 l. (45 %) 3 répl. 2,0 l.	1 sc.	13 l. (1 %)	4,0 pers.
Shylock Tubal	26 l. (75 %) 9 répl. 2,9 l. 9 l. (26 %) 8 répl. 1,1 l.	1 sc.	34 l. (2 %)	4,0 pers.
Lorenzo Messenger	2 l. (29 %) 3 répl. 0,6 l. 5 l. (72 %) 3 répl. 1,5 l.	1 sc.	7 l. (1 %)	9,0 pers.
Lorenzo Portia	27 l. (46 %) 8 répl. 3,4 l. 33 l. (55 %) 7 répl. 4,6 l.	3 sc.	59 l. (4 %)	8,5 pers.
Lorenzo Salarino	8 l. (91 %) 3 répl. 2,4 l. 1 l. (10 %) 1 répl. 0,7 l.	2 sc.	8 l. (1 %)	7,7 pers.
Messenger Portia	7 l. (88 %) 2 répl. 3,5 l. 1 l. (13 %) 2 répl. 0,5 l.	1 sc.	8 l. (1 %)	4,0 pers.
Prince of Morocco Portia	73 l. (82 %) 8 répl. 9,1 l. 17 l. (19 %) 7 répl. 2,4 l.	2 sc.	89 l. (5 %)	2,0 pers.
Nerissa Portia	41 l. (28 %) 23 répl. 1,8 l. 108 l. (73 %) 27 répl. 4,0 l.	6 sc.	148 l. (9 %)	7,2 pers.
Portia Servant	7 l. (69 %) 2 répl. 3,4 l. 4 l. (32 %) 1 répl. 3,1 l.	1 sc.	10 l. (1 %)	3,0 pers.
Salanio Salarino	29 l. (44 %) 10 répl. 2,9 l. 38 l. (57 %) 14 répl. 2,7 l.	4 sc.	66 l. (4 %)	4,8 pers.

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{p. 163}

The Merchant of Venice. §

Actus primus.

[Act 1, Scene 1] §

Enter Anthonio, Salarino, and Salanio.

Anthonio.
IN sooth I know not why I am so
                                sad,
It wearies me: you say it wearies you;
But how I caught it, found it, or came by it,
What stuffe 'tis made of, whereof it is borne,
5 I am to learne: and such a Want‑wit sadnesse makes of
                                
mee,
That I haue much ado to know my selfe.

Sal.
Your minde is tossing on the Ocean,
There where your Argosies with portly saile
Like Signiors and rich Burgers on the flood,
10 Or as it were the Pag[.]ants of the sea,
Do ouer‑peere the pettie Traffiquers
That curtsie to them, do them reuerence
As they flye by them with their wouen wings.

Salar.
Beleeue me sir, had I such venture forth,
15 The better part of my affections, would
Be with my hopes abroad. I should be still
Plucking the grasse to know where sits the winde.
Peering in Maps for ports, and peers, and rodes:
And euery obiect that might make me feare
20 Misfortune to my ventures, out of doubt
Would make me sad.

Sal.
My winde cooling my broth,
Would blow me to an Ague, when I thought
What harme a winde too great might doe at sea.
25 I should not see the sandie houre‑glasse runne,
But I should thinke of shallows, and of flats,
And see my wealthy Andrew docks in sand,
Vailing her high top lower then her ribs
To kisse her buriall; should I goe to Church
30 And see the holy edifice of stone,
And not bethinke me straight of dangerous rocks,
Which touching but my gentle Vessels side
Would scatter all her spices on the streame,
Enrobe the roring waters with my silkes,
35 And in a word, but euen now worth this,
And now worth nothing. Shall I haue the thought
To thinke on this, and shall I lacke the thought
That such a thing bechaunc'd would make me sad?
But tell not me, I know Anthonio
                            
40 Is sad to thinke vpon his merchandize.

Anth.
Beleeue me no, I thanke my fortune for it,
My ventures are not in one bottome trusted,
Nor to one place; nor is my whole estate
Vpon the fortune of this present yeere:
45 Therefore my merchandize makes me not sad.

Sola.

[46] Why then you are in loue.

Anth.

[47] Fie, fie.

Sola.
Not in loue neither: then let vs say you are sad
Because you are not merry: and 'twere as easie
50 For you to laugh and leape, and say you are merry
Because you are not sad. Now by two‑headed Ianus,
Nature hath fram'd strange fellowes in her time:
Some that will euermore peepe through their eyes,
And laugh like Parrats at a bag‑piper.
55 And other of such vineger aspect,
That they'll not shew their teeth in way of smile,
Though Nestor sweare the iest be laughable.

Enter Bassanio, Lorenso, and Gratiano.

Sola.

Heere comes Bassanio,

Your most noble Kinsman,

60 Gratiano, and Lorenso. Faryewell,

We leaue you now with better company.

Sala.

I would haue staid till I had made you merry,

If worthier friends had not preuented me.

Ant.

Your worth is very deere in my regard.

65 I take it your owne busines calls on you,

And you embrace th'occasion to depart.

Sal.

Good morrow my good Lords.

Bass.

Good signiors both, when shall we laugh? say,
(when?

You grow exceeding strange: must it be so?

Sal.

70 Wee'll make our leysures to attend on yours.

Exeunt Salarino, and Solanio.

Lor.

My Lord Bassanio, since you haue found Anthonio

We two will leaue you, but at dinner time

I pray you haue in minde where we must meete.

Bass.

[74] I will not faile you.

Grat.

75 You looke not well signior Anthonio,

You haue too much respect vpon the world:

They loose it that doe buy it with much care,

Beleeue me you are maruellously chang'd.

Ant.

I hold the world but as the world Gratiano,

80 A stage, where euery man must play a part,

And mine a sad one.

Grati.
Let me play the foole,
With mirth and laughter let old wrinckles come,
And let my Liuer rather heate with wine,
85 Then my heart coole with mortifying grones.
Why should a man whose bloud is warme within,
Sit like his Grandsire, cut in Alablaster?
Sleepe when he wakes? and creep into the Iaundies
By{p. 162}
                The Merchant of Venice.
              By being peeuish? I tell thee what Anthonio,
90 I loue thee, and it is my loue that speakes:
There are a sort of men, whose visages
Do creame and mantle like a standing pond,
And do a wilfull stilnesse entertaine,
With purpose to be drest in an opinion
95 Of wisedome, grauity, profound conceit,
As who should say, I am sir an Oracle,
And when I ope my lips, let no dogge barke.
O my Anthonio, I do know of these
That therefore onely are reputed wise,
100 For saying nothing; when I am verie sure
If they should speake, would almost dam those eares
Which hearing them would call their brothers fooles:
Ile tell thee more of this another time.
But fish not with this melancholly baite
105 For this foole Gudgin, this opinion:
Come good Lorenzo, faryewell a while,
Ile end my exhortation after dinner.

Lor.

Well, we will leaue you then till dinner time.

I must be one of these same dumbe wise men,

110 For Gratiano neuer let's me speake.

Gra.

Well, keepe me company but two yeares mo,

Thou shalt not know the sound of thine owne tongue.

Ant.

[113] Far you well, Ile grow a talker for this geare.

Gra.

Thankes ifaith, for silence is onely commendable

115 In a neats tongue dri'd, and a maid not vendible.

Exit.

Ant.

[116] It is that any thing now.

Bas.

[117] Gratiano speakes an infinite deale of nothing, [l. 118] more then any man in all Venice, his reasons are two [l. 119] graines of wheate hid in two bushels of chaffe: you shall [l. 120] seeke all day ere you finde them, & when you haue them [l. 121] they are not worth the search.

An.

Well: tel me now, what Lady is the same

To whom you swore a secret Pilgrimage

That you to day promis'd to tel me of?

Bas.
125 Tis not vnknowne to you Anthonio
                            
How much I haue disabled mine estate,
By something shewing a more swelling port
Then my faint meanes would grant continuance:
Nor do I now make mone to be abridge'd
130 From such a noble rate, but my cheefe care
Is to come fairely off from the great debts
Wherein my time something too prodigall
Hath left me gag'd: to you Anthonio
                            
I owe the most in money, and in loue,
135 And from your loue I haue a warrantie
To vnburthen all my plots and purposes,
How to get cleere of all the debts I owe.

An.
I pray you good Bassanio let me know it,
And if it stand as you your selfe still do,
140 Within the eye of honour, be assur'd
My purse, my person, my extreamest meanes
Lye all vnlock'd to your occasions.

Bass.
In my schoole dayes, when I had lost one shaft
I shot his fellow of the selfesame flight
145 The selfesame way, with more aduised watch
To finde the other forth, and by aduenturing both,
I oft found both. I vrge this child‑hoode proofe,
Because what followes is pure innocence.
I owe you much, and like a wilfull youth,
150 That which I owe is lost: but if you please
To shoote another arrow that selfe way
Which you did shoot the first, I do not doubt,
As I will watch the ayme: Or to finde both,
Or bring your latter hazard backe againe,
155 And thankfully rest debter for the first.

An.
You know me well, and herein spend but time
To winde about my loue with circumstance,
And out of doubt you doe more wrong
In making question of my vttermost
160 Then if you had made waste of all I haue:
Then doe but say to me what I should doe
That in your knowledge may by me be done,
And I am prest vnto it: therefore speake.

Bass.
In Belmont is a Lady richly left,
165 And she is faire, and fairer then that word,
Of wondrous vertues, sometimes from her eyes
I did receiue faire speechlesse messages:
Her name is Portia, nothing vndervallewd
To Cato's daughter, Brutus
                                    Portia,
170 Nor is the wide world ignorant of her worth,
For the foure windes blow in from euery coast
Renowned sutors, and her sunny locks
Hang on her temples like a golden fleece,
Which makes her seat of Belmont Cholchos
                                strond,
175 And many Iasons come in quest of her.
O my Anthonio, had I but the meanes
To hold a riuall place with one of them,
I haue a minde presages me such thrift,
That I should questionlesse be fortunate.

Anth.
180 Thou knowst that all my fortunes are at sea,
Neither haue I money, nor commodity
To raise a present summe, therefore goe forth
Try what my credit can in Venice doe,
That shall be rackt euen to the vttermost,
185 To furnish thee to Belmont to faire Portia.
Goe presently enquire, and so will I
Where money is, and I no question make
To haue it of my trust, or for my sake.

Exeunt.

[Act 1, Scene 2] §

Enter Portia with her waiting woman Nerissa.

Portia.

[189] By my troth Nerrissa, my little body is a wea [l. 190] rie of this great world.

Ner.

[191] You would be sweet Madam, if your miseries [l. 192] were in the same abundance as your good fortunes are: [l. 193] and yet for ought I see, they are as sicke that surfet with [l. 194] too much, as they that starue with nothing; it is no smal [l. 195] happinesse therefore to bee seated in the meane, super [l. 196] fluitie comes sooner by white haires, but competencie [l. 197] liues longer.

Portia.

[198] Good sentences, and well pronounc'd.

Ner.

[199] They would be better if well followed.

Portia.

[200] If to doe were as easie as to know what were [l. 201] good to doe, Chappels had beene Churches, and poore [l. 202] mens cottages Princes Pallaces: it is a good Diuine that [l. 203] followes his owne instructions; I can easier teach twen [l. 204] tie what were good to be done, then be one of the twen [l. 205] tie to follow mine owne teaching: the braine may de [l. 206] uise lawes for the blood, but a hot temper leapes ore a [l. 207] colde decree, such a hare is madnesse the youth, to skip [l. 208] ore the meshes of good counsaile the cripple; but this [l. 209] reason is not in fashion to choose me a husband: O mee, [l. 210] the word choose, I may neither choose whom I would, [l. 211] nor refuse whom I dislike, so is the wil of a liuing daugh [l. 212] ter curb'd by the will of a dead father: it is not hard Ner [l. 213] rissa, that I cannot choose one, nor refuse none.

Ner.

[214] Your father was euer vertuous, and holy men [l. 215] at their death haue good inspirations, therefore the lot [l. 216] terie that hee hath deuised in these three chests of gold, [l. 217] siluer, and leade, whereof who chooses his meaning, chooses {p. 163} The Merchant of Venice. [l. 218] chooses you, wil no doubt neuer be chosen by any right [l. 219] ly, but one who you shall rightly loue: but what warmth [l. 220] is there in your affection towards any of these Princely [l. 221] suters that are already come?

Por.

[222] I pray thee ouer‑name them, and as thou namest [l. 223] them, I will describe them, and according to my descrip [l. 224] tion leuell at my affection.

Ner.

[225] First there is the Neopolitane Prince.

Por.

[226] I that's a colt indeede, for he doth nothing but [l. 227] talke of his horse, and hee makes it a great appropria [l. 228] tion to his owne good parts that he can shoo him him [l. 229] selfe: I am much afraid my Ladie his mother plaid false [l. 230] with a Smyth.

Ner.

[231] Than is there the Countie Palentine.

Por.

[232] He doth nothing but frowne (as who should [l. 233] say, and you will not haue me, choose: he heares merrie [l. 234] tales and smiles not, I feare hee will proue the weeping [l. 235] Phylosopher when he growes old, being so full of vn [l. 236] mannerly sadnesse in his youth.) I had rather to be marri [l. 237] ed to a deaths head with a bone in his mouth, then to ei [l. 238] ther of these: God defend me from these two.

Ner.

[239] How say you by the French Lord, Mounsier [l. 240] Le Boune?

Por.

[241] God made him, and therefore let him passe for a [l. 242] man, in truth I know it is a sinne to be a mocker, but he, [l. 243] why he hath a horse better then the Neopolitans, a bet [l. 244] ter bad habite of frowning then the Count Palentine, he [l. 245] is euery man in no man, if a Trassell sing, he fals straight [l. 246] a capring, he will fence with his owne shadow. If I should [l. 247] marry him, I should marry twentie husbands: if hee [l. 248] would despise me, I would forgiue him, for if he loue me [l. 249] to madnesse, I should neuer requite him.

Ner.

250 What say you then to Fauconbridge, the yong
Baron of England?

Por.

[251] You know I say nothing to him, for hee vnder [l. 252] stands not me, nor I him: he hath neither Latine, French, [l. 253] nor Italian, and you will come into the Court & sweare [l. 254] that I haue a poore pennie‑worth in the English: hee is a [l. 255] proper mans picture, but alas who can conuerse with a [l. 256] dumbe show? how odly he is suited, I thinke he bought [l. 257] his doublet in Italie, his round hose in France, his bonnet [l. 258] in Germanie, and his behauiour euery where.

Ner.

What thinke you of the other Lord his neigh
bour?

Por.

[260] That he hath a neighbourly charitie in him, for [l. 261] he borrowed a boxe of the eare of the Englishman, and [l. 262] swore he would pay him againe when hee was able: I [l. 263] thinke the Frenchman became his suretie, and seald vnder [l. 264] for another.

Ner.

[265] How like you the yong Germaine, the Duke of [l. 266] Saxonies Nephew?

Por.

[267] Very vildely in the morning when hee is sober, [l. 268] and most vildely in the afternoone when hee is drunke: [l. 269] when he is best, he is a little worse then a man, and when [l. 270] he is worst, he is little better then a beast: and the worst [l. 271] fall that euer fell, I hope I shall make shift to go with [l. 272] out him.

Ner.

[273] If he should offer to choose, and choose the right [l. 274] Casket, you should refuse to performe your Fathers will, [l. 275] if you should refuse to accept him.

Por.

[276] Therefore for feare of the worst, I pray thee set [l. 277] a deepe glasse of Reinish‑wine on the contrary Casket, [l. 278] for if the diuell be within, and that temptation without, [l. 279] I know he will choose it. I will doe any thing Nerrissa [l. 280] ere I will be married to a spunge.

Ner.

[281] You neede not feare Lady the hauing any of [l. 282] these Lords, they haue acquainted me with their deter [l. 283] minations, which is indeede to returne to their home, [l. 284] and to trouble you with no more suite, vnlesse you may [l. 285] be won by some other sort then your Fathers impositi [l. 286] on, depending on the Caskets.

Por.

[287] If I liue to be as olde as Sibilla, I will dye as [l. 288] chaste as Diana: vnlesse I be obtained by the manner [l. 289] of my Fathers will: I am glad this parcell of wooers [l. 290] are so reasonable, for there is not one among them but [l. 291] I doate on his verie absence: and I wish them a faire de [l. 292] parture.

Ner.

[293] Doe you not remember Ladie in your Fa [l. 294] thers time, a Venecian, a Scholler and a Souldior that [l. 295] came hither in companie of the Marquesse of Mount [l. 296] ferrat?

Por.

[297] Yes, yes, it was Bassanio, as I thinke, so was hee [l. 298] call'd.

Ner.

[299] True Madam, hee of all the men that euer my [l. 300] foolish eyes look'd vpon, was the best deseruing a faire [l. 301] Lady.

Por.

[302] I remember him well, and I remember him wor [l. 303] thy of thy praise.

Enter a Seruingman.

Ser.

[304] The four Strangers seeke you Madam to take [l. 305] their leaue: and there is a fore‑runner come from a fift, [l. 306] the Prince of Moroco, who brings word the Prince his [l. 307] Maister will be here to night.

Por.

[308] If I could bid the fift welcome with so good [l. 309] heart as I can bid the other foure farewell, I should be [l. 310] glad of his approach: if he haue the condition of a Saint, [l. 311] and the complexion of a diuell, I had rather hee should [l. 312] shriue me then wiue me. Come Nerrissa, sirra go before; [l. 313] whiles wee shut the gate vpon one wooer, another [l. 314] knocks at the doore.

Exeunt.

[Act 1, Scene 3] §

Enter Bassanio with Shylocke the Iew.

Shy.

[315] Three thousand ducates, well.

Bass.

[316] I sir, for three months.

Shy.

[317] For three months, well.

Bass.

[318] For the which, as I told you, [l. 319] Anthonio shall be bound.

Shy.

[320] Anthonio shall become bound, well.

Bass.

[321] May you sted me? Will you pleasure me? [l. 322] Shall I know your answere.

Shy.

[323] Three thousand ducats for three months, [l. 324] and Anthonio bound.

Bass.

[325] Your answere to that.

Shy.

[326] Anthonio is a good man.

Bass.

[327] Haue you heard any imputation to the con [l. 328] trary.

Shy.

[329] Ho no, no, no, no: my meaning in saying he is a [l. 330] good man, is to haue you vnderstand me that he is ~~suffi [l. 331] ent~~ sufficient, yet his meanes are in supposition: he hath an Argo [l. 332] sie bound to Tripolis, another to the Indies, I vnder [l. 333] stand moreouer vpon the Ryalta, he hath a third at Mexi [l. 334] co, a fourth for England, and other ventures hee hath [l. 335] squandred abroad, but ships are but boords, Saylers but [l. 336] men, there be land rats, and water rats, water theeues, [l. 337] and land theeues, I meane Pyrats, and then there is the [l. 338] perrill of waters, windes, and rocks: the man is not with [l. 339] standing sufficient, three thousand ducats, I thinke I may [l. 340] take his bond.

Bas.

[341] Be assured you may.

Iew. I {p. 166} The Merchant of Venice.

Iew.

[342] I will be assured I may: and that I may be assu [l. 343] red, I will bethinke mee, may I speake with Antho [l. 344] nio?

Bass.

[345] If it please you to dine with vs.

Iew.

[346] Yes, to smell porke, to eate of the habitation [l. 347] which your Prophet the Nazarite coniured the diuell [l. 348] into: I will buy with you, sell with you, talke with [l. 349] you, walke with you, and so following: but I will [l. 350] not eate with you, drinke with you, nor pray with you. [l. 351] What newes on the Ryalta, who is he comes here?

Enter Anthonio.

Bass.

[352] This is signior Anthonio.

Iew.
How like a fawning publican he lookes.
I hate him for he is a Christian:
355 But more, for that in low simplicitie
He lends out money gratis, and brings downe
The rate of vsance here with vs in Venice.
If I can catch him once vpon the hip,
I will feede fat the ancient grudge I beare him.
360 He hates our sacred Nation, and he railes
Euen there where Merchants most doe congregate
On me, my bargaines, and my well‑worne thrift,
Which he cals interrest: Cursed by my Trybe
If I forgiue him.

Bass.

[365] Shylock, doe you heare.

Shy.
I am debating of my present store,
And by the neere gesse of my memorie
I cannot instantly raise vp the grosse
Of full three thousand ducats: what of that?
370 Tuball a wealthy Hebrew of my Tribe
Will furnish me: but soft, how many months
Doe you desire? Rest you faire good signior,
Your worship was the last man in our mouthes.

Ant.
Shylocke, albeit I neither lend nor
                                borrow
375 By taking, nor by giuing of excesse,
Yet to supply the ripe wants of my friend,
Ile breake a custome: is he yet possest
How much he would?

Shy.

[379] I, I, three thousand ducats.

Ant.

[380] And for three months.

Shy.

I had forgot, three months, you told me so.

Well then, your bond: and let me see, but heare you,

Me thoughts you said, you neither lend nor borrow

Vpon aduantage.

Ant.

[385] I doe neuer vse it.

Shy.

When Iacob graz'd his Vncle Labans sheepe,

This Iacob from our holy Abram was
(As his wise mother wrought in his behalfe)

The third possesser; I, he was the third.

Ant.

And what of him, did he take interrest?

Shy.
390 No, not take interest, not as you would say
Directly interest, marke what Iacob did,
When Laban and himselfe were compremyz'd
That all the eanelings which were streakt and pied
Should fall as Iacobs hier, the Ewes being
                                rancke,
395 In end of Autumne turned to the Rammes,
And when the worke of generation was
Betweene these woolly breeders in the act,
The skilfull shepheard pil'd me certaine wands,
And in the dooing of the deede of kinde,
400 He stucke them vp before the fulsome Ewes,
Who then conceauing, did in eaning time
Fall party‑colour'd lambs, and those were Iacobs.
This was a way to thriue, and he was blest:
And thrift is blessing if men steale it not.

Ant.
405 This was a venture sir that Iacob seru'd
                                for,
A thing not in his power to bring to passe,
But sway'd and fashion'd by the hand of heauen.
Was this inserted to make interrest good?
Or is your gold and siluer Ewes and Rams?

Shy.

410 I cannot tell, I make it breede as fast,

But note me signior.

Ant.
Marke you this Bassanio,
The diuell can cite Scripture for his purpose,
An euill soule producing holy witnesse,
415 Is like a villaine with a smiling cheeke,
A goodly apple rotten at the heart.
O what a goodly outside falsehood hath.

Shy.

Three thousand ducats, 'tis a good round sum.

Three months from twelue, then let me see the rate.

Ant.

420 Well Shylocke, shall we be beholding to you?

Shy.
Signior Anthonio, many a time and oft
In the Ryalto you haue rated me
About my monies and my vsances:
Still haue I borne it with a patient shrug,
425 (For suffrance is the badge of all our Tribe.)
You call me misbeleeuer, cut‑throate dog,
And spet vpon my Iewish gaberdine,
And all for vse of that which is mine owne.
Well then, it now appeares you neede my helpe:
430 Goe to then, you come to me, and you say,
Shylocke, we would haue moneyes, you say
                                so:
You that did voide your rume vpon my beard,
And foote me as you spurne a stranger curre
Ouer your threshold, moneyes is your suite.
435 What should I say to you? Should I not say,
Hath a dog money? Is it possible
A curre should lend three thousand ducats? or
Shall I bend low, and in a bond‑mans key
With bated breath, and whispring humblenesse,
440 Say this: Faire sir, you spet on me on Wednesday last;
You spurn'd me such a day; another time
You cald me dog: and for these curtesies
Ile lend you thus much moneyes.

Ant.
I am as like to call thee so againe,
445 To spet on thee againe, to spurne thee too.
If thou wilt lend this money, lend it not
As to thy friends, for when did friendship take
A breede of barraine mettall of his friend?
But lend it rather to thine enemie,
450 Who if he breake, thou maist with better face
Exact the penalties.

Shy.
Why looke you how you storme,
I would be friends with you, and haue your loue,
Forget the shames that you haue staind me with,
455 Supplie your present wants, and take no doite
Of vsance for my moneyes, and youle not heare me,
This is kinde I offer.

Bass.

This were kindnesse.

Shy.
This kindnesse will I showe,
460 Goe with me to a Notarie, seale me there
Your single bond, and in a merrie sport
If you repaie me not on such a day,
In such a place, such sum or sums as are
Exprest in the condition, let the forfeite
465 Be nominated for an equall pound
Of your faire flesh, to be cut off and taken
In what part of your bodie it pleaseth me.

Ant.

Content infaith, Ile seale to such a bond,

And say there is much kindnesse in the Iew.

Bass. You {p. 167} The Merchant of Venice.

Bass.

470 You shall not seale to such a bond for me,

Ile rather dwell in my necessitie.

Ant.

Why feare not man, I will not forfaite it,

Within these two months, that's a month before

This bond expires, I doe expect returne

475 Of thrice three times the valew of this bond.

Shy.
O father Abram, what these Christians are,
Whose owne hard dealings teaches them suspect 
The thoughts of others: Praie you tell me this,
If he should breake his daie, what should I gaine
480 By the exaction of the forfeiture?
A pound of mans flesh taken from a man,
Is not so estimable, profitable neither
As flesh of Muttons, Beefes, or Goates, I say
To buy his fauour, I extend this friendship,
485 If he will take it, so: if not adiew,
And for my loue I praie you wrong me not.

Ant.

[487] Yes Shylocke, I will seale vnto this bond.

Shy.
Then meete me forthwith at the Notaries,
Giue him direction for this merrie bond,
490 And I will goe and purse the ducats straite.
See to my house left in the fearefull gard
Of an vnthriftie knaue: and presentlie
Ile be with you.

Exit.

Ant.

[494] Hie thee gentle Iew. This Hebrew will turne [l. 495] Christian, he growes kinde.

Bass.

I like not faire tearmes, and a villaines minde.

Ant.

Come on, in this there can be no dismaie,

My Shippes come home a month before the daie.

Exeunt.

Actus Secundus.

[Act 2, Scene 1] §

Enter Morochus a tawnie Moore all in white, and three or
foure followers accordingly, with Portia,
Nerrissa, and their traine.

Flo. Cornets.

Mor.
Mislike me not for my complexion,
500 The shadowed liuerie of the burnisht sunne,
To whom I am a neighbour, and neere bred.
Bring me the fairest creature North‑ward borne,
Where Phoebus fire scarce thawes the
                                ysicles,
And let vs make incision for your loue,
505 To proue whose blood is reddest, his or mine.
I tell thee Ladie this aspect of mine
Hath feard the valiant, (by my loue I sweare)
The best regarded Virgins of our Clyme
Haue lou'd it to: I would not change this hue,
510 Except to steale your thoughts my gentle Queene.

Por.
In tearmes of choise I am not solie led
By nice direction of a maidens eies:
Besides, the lottrie of my destenie
Bars me the right of voluntarie choosing:
515 But if my Father had not scanted me,
And hedg'd me by his wit to yeelde my selfe
His wife, who wins me by that meanes I told you,
Your selfe (renowned Prince) than stood as faire
As any commer I haue look'd on yet
520 For my affection.

Mor.
Euen for that I thanke you,
Therefore I pray you leade me to the Caskets
To trie my fortune: By this Symitare
That slew the Sophie, and a Persian Prince
525 That won three fields of Sultan Solyman,
I would ore‑stare the sternest eies that looke:
Out‑braue the heart most daring on the earth:
Plucke the yong sucking Cubs from the she Beare,
Yea, mocke the Lion when he rores for pray
530 To win the Ladie. But alas, the while
If Hercules and Lychas
                                plaie at dice
Which is the better man, the greater throw
May turne by fortune from the weaker hand:
So is Alcides beaten by his rage,
535 And so may I, blinde fortune leading me
Misse that which one vnworthier may attaine,
And die with grieuing.

Port.
You must take your chance,
And either not attempt to choose at all,
540 Or sweare before you choose, if you choose wrong
Neuer to speake to Ladie afterward
In way of marriage, therefore be aduis'd.

Mor.

Nor will not, come bring me vnto my chance.

Por.

First forward to the temple, after dinner

545 Your hazard shall be made.

Mor.

Good fortune then,

Cornets.

To make me blest or cursed'st among men.

Exeunt.

[Act 2, Scene 2] §

Enter the Clowne alone.

Clo.

[548] Certainely, my conscience will serue me to run [l. 549] from this Iew my Maister: the fiend is at mine elbow, [l. 550] and tempts me, saying to me, Iobbe, Launcelet Iobbe, good [l. 551] Launcelet, or good Iobbe, or good Launcelet Iobbe, vse [l. 552] your legs, take the start, run awaie: my conscience saies [l. 553] no; take heede honest Launcelet, take heed honest Iobbe, [l. 554] or as afore‑said honest Launcelet Iobbe, doe not runne, [l. 555] scorne running with thy heeles; well, the most coragi [l. 556] ous fiend bids me packe, fia saies the fiend, away saies [l. 557] the fiend, for the heauens rouse vp a braue minde saies [l. 558] the fiend, and run; well, my conscience hanging about [l. 559] the necke of my heart, saies verie wisely to me: my ho [l. 560] nest friend Launcelet, being an honest mans sonne, or ra [l. 561] ther an honest womans sonne, for indeede my Father did [l. 562] something smack, something grow too; he had a kinde of [l. 563] taste; wel, my conscience saies Lancelet bouge not, bouge [l. 564] saies the ~~siend~~ fiend, bouge not saies my conscience, conscience [l. 565] say I you counsaile well, fiend say I you counsaile well, [l. 566] to be rul'd by my conscience I should stay with the Iew [l. 567] my Maister, (who God blesse the marke) is a kinde of di [l. 568] uell; and to run away from the Iew I should be ruled by [l. 569] the fiend, who sauing your reuerence is the diuell him [l. 570] selfe: certainely the Iew is the verie diuell incarnation, [l. 571] and in my conscience, my conscience is a kinde of hard [l. 572] conscience, to offer to counsaile me to stay with the Iew; [l. 573] the fiend giues the more friendly counsaile: I will runne [l. 574] fiend, my heeles are at your commandement, I will [l. 575] runne.

Enter old Gobbo with a Basket.

Gob.

[576] Maister yong‑man, you I praie you, which is the [l. 577] waie to Maister Iewes?

Lan.

[578] O heauens, this is my true begotten Father, who [l. 579] being more then sand‑blinde, high grauel blinde, knows [l. 580] me not, I will trie confusions with him.

Gob.

[581] Maister yong Gentleman, I praie you which is [l. 582] the waie to Maister Iewes.

Laun.

[583] Turne vpon your right hand at the next turning {p. 168} The Merchant of Venice. [l. 584] ning but at the next turning of all on your left; marrie [l. 585] at the verie next turning, turne of no hand, but turn down [l. 586] indirectlie to the Iewes house.

Gob.

[587] Be Gods sonties 'twill be a hard waie to hit, can [l. 588] you tell me whether one Launcelet that dwels with him, [l. 589] dwell with him or no.

Laun.

[590] Talke you of yong Master Launcelet, marke [l. 591] me now, now will I raise the waters; talke you of yong [l. 592] Maister Launcelet?

Gob.

[593] No Maister sir, but a poore mans sonne, his Fa [l. 594] ther though I say't is an honest exceeding poore man, [l. 595] and God be thanked well to liue.

Lan.

[596] Well, let his Father be what a will, wee talke of [l. 597] yong Maister Launcelet.

Gob.

[598] Your worships friend and Launcelet.

Laun.

[599] But I praie you ergo old man, ergo I beseech you, [l. 600] talke you of yong Maister Launcelet.

Gob.

[601] Of Launcelet, ant please your maistership.

Lan.

[602] Ergo Maister Lancelet, talke not of maister Lance [l. 603] let Father, for the yong gentleman according to fates and [l. 604] destinies, and such odde sayings, the sisters three, & such [l. 605] branches of learning, is indeede deceased, or as you [l. 606] would say in plaine tearmes, gone to heauen.

Gob.

[607] Marrie God forbid, the boy was the verie staffe [l. 608] of my age, my verie prop.

Lau.

[609] Do I look like a cudgell or a houell‑post, a staffe [l. 610] or a prop: doe you know me Father.

Gob.

[611] Alacke the day, I know you not yong Gentle [l. 612] man, but I praie you tell me, is my boy God rest his soule [l. 613] aliue or dead.

Lan.

[614] Doe you not know me Father.

Gob.

[615] Alacke sir I am sand blinde, I know you not.

Lan.

[616] Nay, indeede if you had your eies you might [l. 617] faile of the knowing me: it is a wise Father that knowes [l. 618] his owne childe. Well, old man, I will tell you newes of [l. 619] your son, giue me your blessing, truth will come to light, [l. 620] murder cannot be hid long, a mans sonne may, but in the [l. 621] end truth will out.

Gob.

[622] Praie you sir stand vp, I am sure you are not [l. 623] Lancelet my boy.

Lan.

[624] Praie you let's haue no more fooling about [l. 625] it, but giue mee your blessing: I am Lancelet your [l. 626] boy that was, your sonne that is, your childe that [l. 627] shall be.

Gob.

[628] I cannot thinke you are my sonne.

Lan.

[629] I know not what I shall thinke of that: but I am [l. 630] Lancelet the Iewes man, and I am sure Margerie your wife [l. 631] is my mother.

Gob.

[632] Her name is Margerie indeede, Ile be sworne if [l. 633] thou be Lancelet, thou art mine owne flesh and blood: [l. 634] Lord worshipt might he be, what a beard hast thou got; [l. 635] thou hast got more haire on thy chin, then Dobbin my [l. 636] philhorse has on his taile.

Lan.

[637] It should seeme then that Dobbins taile [l. 638] growes backeward. I am sure he had more haire of his [l. 639] taile then I haue of my face when I lost saw him.

Gob.

[640] Lord how art thou chang'd: how doost thou [l. 641] and thy Master agree, I haue brought him a present; how [l. 642] gree you now?

Lan.

[643] Well, well, but for mine owne part, as I haue set [l. 644] vp my rest to run awaie, so I will not rest till I haue run [l. 645] some ground; my Maister's a verie Iew, giue him a pre [l. 646] sent, giue him a halter, I am famisht in his seruice. You [l. 647] may tell euerie finger I haue with my ribs: Father I am [l. 648] glad you are come, giue me your present to one Maister [l. 649] Bassanio, who indeede giues rare new Liuories, if I serue [l. 650] not him, I will run as far as God has anie ground. O rare [l. 651] fortune, here comes the man, to him Father, for I am a [l. 652] Iew if I serue the Iew anie longer.

Enter Bassanio with a follower or two.

Bass.

[653] You may doe so, but let it be so hasted that [l. 654] supper be readie at the farthest by fiue of the clocke: [l. 655] see these Letters deliuered, put the Liueries to mak [l. 656] ing, and desire Gratiano to come anone to my lodg [l. 657] ing.

Lan.

[658] To him Father.

Gob.

[659] God blesse your worship.

Bass.

[660] Gramercie, would'st thou ought with me.

Gob.

[661] Here's my sonne sir, a poore boy.

Lan.

[662] Not a poore boy sir, but the rich Iewes man that [l. 663] would sir as my Father shall specifie.

Gob.

[664] He hath a great infection sir, as one would say [l. 665] to serue.

Lan.

[666] Indeede the short and the long is, I serue the [l. 667] Iew, and haue a desire as my Father shall specifie.

Gob.

[668] His Maister and he (sauing your worships reue [l. 669] rence) are scarce caterco[.]ins.

Lan.

[670] To be briefe, the verie truth is, that the Iew [l. 671] hauing done me wrong, doth cause me as my Father be [l. 672] ing I hope an old man shall frutifie vnto you.

Gob.

[673] I haue here a dish of Doues that I would bestow [l. 674] vpon your worship, and my suite is.

Lan.

[675] In verie briefe, the suite is impertinent to my [l. 676] selfe, as your worship shall know by this honest old man, [l. 677] and though I say it, though old man, yet poore man my [l. 678] Father.

Bass.

[679] One speake for both, what would you?

Lan.

[680] Serue you sir.

Gob.

[681] That is the verie defect of the matter sir.

Bass.
I know thee well, thou hast obtain'd thy suite,
Shylocke thy Maister spoke with me this
                                daie,
And hath prefer'd thee, if it be preferment
685 To leaue a rich Iewes seruice, to become
The follower of so poore a Gentleman.

Clo.

[687] The old prouerbe is verie well parted betweene [l. 688] my Maister Shylocke and you sir, you haue the grace of [l. 689] God sir, and he hath enough.

Bass.

690 Thou speak'st well; go Father with thy Son,

Take leaue of thy old Maister, and enquire

My lodging out, giue him a Liuerie

More garded then his fellowes: see it done.

Clo.

[694] Father in, I cannot get a seruice, no, I haue nere [l. 695] a tongue in my head, well: if anie man in Italie haue a [l. 696] fairer table which doth offer to sweare vpon a booke, I [l. 697] shall haue good fortune; goe too, here's a simple line [l. 698] of life, here's a small trifle of wiues, alas, fifteene wiues [l. 699] is nothing, a leuen widdowes and nine maides is a sim [l. 700] ple comming in for one man, and then to scape drow [l. 701] ning thrice, and to be in perill of my life with the edge [l. 702] of a featherbed, here are simple scapes: well, if Fortune [l. 703] be a woman, she's a good wench for this gere: Father [l. 704] come, Ile take my leaue of the Iew in the twinkling.

Exit Clowne.

Bass.

705 I praie thee good Leonardo thinke on this,

These things being bought and orderly bestowed

Returne in haste, for I doe feast to night

My best esteemd acquaintance, hie thee goe.

Leon.

My best endeuors shall be done herein.

Exit. Le.

Enter Gratiano.

Gra.

[710] Where's your Maister.

Leon. Yonder {p. 169} The Merchant of Venice.

Leon.

[711] Yonder sir he walkes.

Gra.

[712] Signior Bassanio.

Bas.

[713] Gratiano.

Gra.

[714] I haue a sute to you.

Bass.

[715] You haue obtain'd it.

Gra.

[716] You must not denie me, I must goe with you to [l. 717] Belmont.

Bass.
Why then you must: but heare thee Gratiano,
Thou art to wilde, to rude, and bold of voyce,
720 Parts that become thee happily enough,
And in such eyes as ours appeare not faults;
But where they are not knowne, why there they show
Something too liberall, pray thee take paine
To allay with some cold drops of modestie
725 Thy skipping spirit, least through thy wilde behauiour
I be misconsterd in the place I goe to,
And loose my hopes.

Gra.
Signor Bassanio, heare me,
If I doe not put on a sober habite,
730 Talke with respect, and sweare but now and than,
Weare prayer bookes in my pocket, looke demurely,
Nay more, while grace is saying hood mine eyes
Thus with my hat, and sigh and say Amen:
Vse all the obseruance of ciuillitie
735 Like one well studied in a sad ostent
To please his Grandam, neuer trust me more.

Bas.

[737] Well, we shall see your bearing.

Gra.

Nay but I barre to night, you shall not gage me

By what we doe to night.

Bas.
740 No that were pittie,
I would intreate you rather to put on
Your boldest suite of mirth, for we haue friends
That purpose merriment: but far you well,
I haue some businesse.

Gra.

745 And I must to Lorenso and the rest,

But we will visite you at supper time.

Exeunt.

[Act 2, Scene 3] §

Enter Iessica and the Clowne.

Ies.
I am sorry thou wilt leaue my Father so,
Our house is hell, and thou a merrie diuell
Did'st rob it of some taste of tediousnesse;
750 But far thee well, there is a ducat for thee,
And Lancelet, soone at supper shalt thou
                                see
Lorenzo, who is thy new Maisters guest,
Giue him this Letter, doe it secretly,
And so farewell: I would not haue my Father
755 see me talke with thee.

Clo.

[756] Adue, teares exhibit my tongue, most beautifull [l. 757] Pagan, most sweete Iew, if a Christian doe not play the [l. 758] knaue and get thee, I am much deceiued; but adue, these [l. 759] foolish drops doe somewhat drowne my manly spirit: [l. 760] adue.

Exit.

Ies.
Farewell good Lancelet.
Alacke, what hainous sinne is it in me
To be ashamed to be my Fathers childe,
But though I am a daughter to his blood,
765 I am not to his manners: O Lorenzo,
If thou keepe promise I shall end this strife,
Become a Christian, and thy louing wife.

Exit.

[Act 2, Scene 4] §

Enter Gratiano, Lorenzo, Slarino, and Salanio.

Lor.

[768] Nay, we will slinke away in supper time, [l. 769] Disguise vs at my lodging, and returne all in an houre.

Gra.

[770] We haue not made good preparation.

Sal.

[771] We haue not spoke vs yet of Torch‑bearers.

Sol.

'Tis vile vnlesse it may be quaintly ordered,

And better in my minde not vndertooke.

Lor.

'Tis now but foure of clock, we haue two houres

775 To furnish vs; friend Lancelet what's the newes.

Enter Lancelet with a Letter.

Lan.

[776] And it shall please you to breake vp this, shall it [l. 777] seeme to signifie.

Lor.

I know the hand, in faith 'tis a faire hand

And whiter then the paper it writ on,

780 I the faire hand that writ.

Gra.

[781] Loue newes in faith.

Lan.

[782] By your leaue sir.

Lor.

[783] Whither goest thou?

Lan.

[784] Marry sir to bid my old Master the Iew to sup [l. 785] to night with my new Master the Christian.

Lor.

Hold here, take this, tell gentle Iessica

I will not faile her, speake it priuately:

Go Gentlemen, will you prepare you for this Maske to
night,

I am prouided of a Torch‑bearer.

Exit. Clowne.

Sal.

[790] I marry, ile be gone about it stra[.]t.

Sol.

[791] And so will I.

Lor.

[792] Meete me and Gratiano at Gratianos lodging [l. 793] Some houre hence.

Sal.

[794] 'Tis good we do so.

Exit.

Gra.

[795] Was not that Letter from faire Iessica?

Lor.
I must needes tell thee all, she hath directed
How I shall take her from her Fathers house,
What gold and iewels she is furnisht with,
What Pages suite she hath in readinesse:
800 If ere the Iew her Father come to heauen,
It will be for his gentle daughters sake;
And neuer dare misfortune crosse her foote,
Vnlesse she doe it vnder this excuse,
That she is issue to a faithlesse Iew:
805 Come goe with me, pervse this as thou goest,
Faire Iessica shall be my
                                Torch‑bearer.

Exit.

[Act 2, Scene 5] §

Enter Iew, and his man that was the Clowne.

Iew.
Well, thou shall see, thy eyes shall be thy iudge,
The difference of old Shylocke and Bassanio;
What Iessica, thou shalt not gurmandize
810 As thou hast done with me: what Iessica?
And sleepe, and snore, and rend apparrell out.
Why Iessica I say.

Clo.

[813] Why Iessica.

Shy.

Who bids thee call? I do not bid thee call.

Clo.

[815] Your worship was wont to tell me [l. 816] I could doe nothing without bidding.

Enter Iessica.

Ies.

[817] Call you? what is your will?

Shy.
I am bid forth to supper Iessica,
There are my Keyes: but wherefore should I go?
820 I am not bid for loue, they flatter me,
But yet Ile goe in hate, to feede vpon
The prodigall Christian. Iessica my girle,
Looke to my house, I am right loath to goe,
There is some ill a bruing towards my rest,
825 For I did dreame of money bags to night.

Clo.

[826] I beseech you sir goe, my yong Master [l. 827] Doth expect your reproach.

Shy.

[828] So doe I his.

Clo.

[829] And they haue conspired together, I will not say [l. 830] you shall see a Maske, but if you doe, then it was not for [l. 831] nothing that my nose fell a bleeding on blacke monday P last, {p. 170} The Merchant of Venice. [l. 832] last, at six a clocke ith morning, falling out that yeere on [l. 833] ashwensday was foure yeere in th'afternoone.

Shy.
What are [.]heir maskes? heare you me Iessica,
835 Lock vp my doores, and when you heare the drum
And the vile squealing of the wry‑neckt Fife,
Clamber not you vp to the casements then,
Nor thrust your head into the publique streete
To gaze on Christian fooles with varnisht faces:
840 But stop my houses eares, I meane my casements,
Let not the sound of shallow fopperie enter
My sober house. By Iacobs staffe I sweare,
I haue no minde of feasting forth to night:
But I will goe: goe you before me sirra,
845 Say I will come.

Clo.

I will goe before sir,

Mistris looke out at window for all this;

There will come a Christian by,

Will be worth a Iewes eye.

Shy.

850 What saies that foole of Hagars off‑spring?
ha.

Ies.

His words were farewell mistris, nothing else.

Shy.
The patch is kinde enough, but a huge feeder:
Snaile‑slow in profit, but he sleepes by day
More then the wilde‑cat: drones hiue not with me,
855 Therefore I part with him, and part with him
To one that I would haue him helpe to waste
His borrowed purse. Well Iessica goe in,
Perhaps I will returne immediately;
Doe as I bid you, shut dores after you, fast binde, fast
                                
finde,
860 A prouerbe neuer stale in thriftie minde.

Exit.

Ies.

Farewell, and if my fortune be not crost,

I haue a Father, you a daughter lost.

Exit.

[Act 2, Scene 6] §

Enter the Maskers, Gratiano and Salino.

Gra.

[863] This is the penthouse vnder which Lorenzo [l. 864] Desired vs to make a stand.

Sal.

[865] His houre is almost past.

Gra.

And it is meruaile he out‑dwels his houre,

For louers euer run before the clocke.

Sal.

O ten times faster Venus Pidgions flye

To steale loues bonds new made, then they are wont

870 To keepe obliged faith vnforfaited.

Gra.
That euer holds, who riseth from a feast
With that keene appetite that he sits downe?
Where is the horse that doth vntread againe
His tedious measures with the vnbated fire,
875 That he did pace them first: all things that are,
Are with more spirit chased then enioy'd.
How like a yonger or a prodigall
The skarfed barke puts from her natiue bay,
Hudg'd and embraced by the strumpet winde:
880 How like a prodigall doth she returne
With ouer‑wither'd ribs and ragged sailes,
Leane, rent, and begger'd by the strumpet winde?

Enter Lorenzo.

Salino.

[883] Heere comes Lorenzo, more of this here [l. 884] after.

Lor.

885 Sweete friends, your patience for my long a
bode,

Not I, but my affaires haue made you wait;

When you shall please to play the theeues for wiues

Ile watch as long for you then: approach

Here dwels my father Iew. Hoa, who's within?

Iessica aboue.

Iess.

890 Who are you? tell me for more certainty,

Albeit Ile sweare that I do know your tongue.

Lor.

[892] Lorenzo, and thy Loue.

Ies.

Lorenzo certaine, and my loue indeed,

For who loue I so much? and now who knowes

895 But you Lorenzo, whether I am yours?

Lor.

[896] Heauen and thy thoughts are witness that thou [l. 897] art.

Ies.
Heere, catch this casket, it is worth the paines,
I am glad 'tis night, you do not looke on me,
900 For I am much asham'd of my exchange:
But loue is blinde, and louers cannot see
The pretty follies that themselues commit,
For if they could, Cupid himselfe would
                                blush
To see me thus transformed to a boy.

Lor.

[905] Descend, for you must be my torch‑bearer.

Ies.

What, must I hold a Candle to my shames?

They in themselues goodsooth are too too light.

Why, 'tis an office of discouery Loue,

And I should be obscur'd.

Lor.

910 So you are sweet,

Euen in the louely garnish of a boy: but come at once,

For the close night doth play the run‑away,

And we are staid for at Bassanio's feast.

Ies.

I will make fast the doores and guild my selfe

915 With some more ducats, and be with you straight.

Gra.

Now by my hood, a gentle, and no Iew.

Lor.

Beshrew me but I loue her heartily.

For she is wise, if I can iudge of her.

And faire she is, if that mine eyes be true,

920 And true she is, as she hath prou'd her selfe:

And therefore like her selfe, wise, faire, and true,

Shall she be placed in my constant soule.

Enter Iessica.

What, art thou come? on gentlemen, away,

Our masking mates by this time for vs stay.

Exit.

Enter Anthonio.

Ant.

[925] Who's there?

Gra.

[926] Signior Anthonio?

Ant.
Fie, fie, Gratiano, where are all the
                                rest?
'Tis nine a clocke, our friends all stay for you,
No maske to night, the winde is come about,
930 Bassanio presently will goe aboord,
I haue sent twenty out to seeke for you.

Gra.

I am glad on't, I desire no more delight

Then to be vnder saile, and gone to night.

Exeunt.

[Act 2, Scene 7] §

Enter Portia with Morrocho, and both their traines.

Por.

Goe, draw aside the curtaines, and discouer

935 The seuerall Caskets to this noble Prince:

Now make your choyse.

Mor.

The first of gold, who this inscription beares,

Who chooseth me, shall gaine what men desire.

The second siluer, which this promise carries,

940 Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he deserues.

This third, dull lead, with warning all as blunt,

Who chooseth me, must giue and hazard all he hath.

How shall I know if I doe choose the right?

Por. The {p. 171} The Merchant of Venice.

How shall I know if I doe choose the right.

Por.

945 The one of them containes my picture Prince,

If you choose that, then I am yours withall.

Mor.
Some God direct my iudgement, let me see,
I will suruay the inscriptions, backe againe:
What saies this leaden casket?
950 Who chooseth me, must giue and hazard all he hath.
Must giue, for what? for lead, hazard for lead?
This casket threatens men that hazard all
Doe it in hope of faire aduantages:
A golden minde stoopes not to showes of drosse,
955 Ile then nor giue nor hazard ought for lead.
What saies the Siluer with her virgin hue?
Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he deserues.
As much as he deserues; pause there Morocho,
And weigh thy value with an euen hand,
960 If thou beest rated by thy estimation
Thou doost deserue enough, and yet enough
May not extend so farre as to the Ladie:
And yet to be afeard of my deseruing,
Were but a weake disabling of my selfe.
965 As much as I deserue, why that's the Lady.
I doe in birth deserue her, and in fortunes,
In graces, and in qualities of breeding:
But more then these, in loue I doe deserue.
What if I strai'd no farther, but chose here?
970 Let's see once more this saying grau'd in gold.
Who chooseth me shall gaine what many men desire:
Why that's the Lady, all the world desires her:
From the foure corners of the earth they come
To kisse this shrine, this mortall breathing Saint.
975 The Hircanion deserts, and the vaste wildes
Of wide Arabia are as throughfares now
For Princes to come view faire Portia.
The waterie Kingdome, whose ambitious head
Spets in the face of heauen, is no barre
980 To stop the forraine spirits, but they come
As ore a brooke to see faire Portia.
One of these three containes her heauenly picture.
Is't like that Lead containes her? 'twere damnation
To thinke so base a thought, it were too grose
985 To rib her searecloath in the obscure graue:
Or shall I thinke in Siluer she's immur'd
Being ten times vndervalued to tride gold;
O sinfull thought, neuer so rich a Iem
Was set in worse then gold! They haue in England
990 A coyne that beares the figure of an Angell
Stampt in gold, but that's insculpt vpon:
But here an Angell in a golden bed
Lies all within. Deliuer me the key:
Here doe I choose, and thriue I as I may.

Por.

995 There take it Prince, and if my forme lye there

Then I am yours.

Mor.

O hell! what haue we here, a carrion death,

Within whose emptie eye there is a written scroule;

Ile reade the writing.

1000 All that glisters is not gold, 
Often haue you heard that told; 
 Many a man his life hath sold 
But my outside to behold; 
 Guilded timber doe wormes infold: 
1005 Had you beene as wise as bold, 
Yong in limbs, in
                                        iudgement old, 
Your answere had not beene inscrold, 
Fareyouwell, your suite
                                        is cold, 

Mor.

Cold indeede, and labour lost,

1010 Then farewell heate, and welcome frost:

Portia adew, I haue too grieu'd a heart

To take a tedious leaue: thus loosers part.

Exit.

Por.

A gentle riddance: draw the curtaines, go:

Let all of his complexion choose me so.

Exeunt.

[Act 2, Scene 8] §

Enter Salarino and Solanio.

Flo. Cornets.

Sal.

1015 Why man I saw Bassanio vnder sayle;

With him is Gratiano gone along;

And in their ship I am sure Lorenzo is not.

Sol.

The villaine Iew with outcries raisd the Duke.

Who went with him to search Bassanios ship.

Sal.
1020 He comes too late, the ship was vndersaile;
But there the Duke was giuen to vnderstand
That in a Gondilo were seene together
Lorenzo and his amorous Iessica.
Besides, Anthonio certified the Duke
1025 They were not with Bassanio in his ship.

Sol.
I neuer heard a passion so confusd,
So strange, outragious, and so variable,
As the dogge Iew did vtter in the streets;
My daughter, O my ducats, O my daughter,
1030 Fled with a Christian, O my Christian ducats!
Iustice, the law, my ducats, and my daughter;
A sealed bag, two sealed bags of ducats,
Of double ducats, stolne from me by my daughter,
And iewels, two stones, two rich and precious stones,
1035 Stolne by my daughter: iustice, finde the girle,
She hath the stones vpon her, and the ducats.

Sal.

Why all the boyes in Venice follow him,

Crying his stones, his daughter, and his ducats.

Sol.

Let good Anthonio looke he keepe his day

1040 Or he shall pay for this.

Sal.
Marry well remembred,
I reason'd with a Frenchman yesterday,
Who told me, in the narrow seas that part
The French and English, there miscaried
1045 A vessell of our countrey richly fraught:
I thought vpon Anthonio when he told me,
And wisht in silence that it were not his.

Sol.

Yo were best to tell Anthonio what you heare.

Yet doe not suddainely, for it may grieue him.

Sal.
1050 A kinder Gentleman treads not the earth,
I saw Bassanio and Anthonio part,
Bassanio told him he would make some
                                speede
Of his returne: he answered, doe not so,
Slubber not businesse for my sake Bassanio,
1055 But stay the very riping of the time,
And for the Iewes bond which he hath of
                                me,
Let it not enter in your minde of loue:
Be merry, and imploy your chiefest thoughts
To courtship, and such faire ostents of loue
1060 As shall conueniently become you there;
And euen there his eye being big with teares,
Turning his face, he put his hand behinde him,
And with affection wondrous sencible
He wrung Bassanios hand, and so they
                                parted.

Sol.

1065 I thinke he onely loues the world for him,

I pray thee let vs goe and finde him out

And quicken his embraced heauinesse

With some delight or other.

Sal.

[1069] Doe we so.

Exeunt.

[Act 2, Scene 9] §

Enter Nerrissa and a Seruiture.

Ner.

1070 Quick, quick I pray thee, draw the curtain strait,

P2 The {p. 172} The Merchant of Venice.

The Prince of Arragon hath tane his oath,

And comes to his election presently.

Enter Arragon, his traine, and Portia.

Flor. Cornets.

Por.
Behold, there stand the caskets noble Prince,
If you choose that wherein I am contain'd,
1075 Straight shall our nuptiall rights be solemniz'd:
But if thou faile, without more speech my Lord,
You must be gone from hence immediately.

Ar.
I am enioynd by oath to obserue three things;
First, neuer to vnfold to any one
1080 Which casket 'twas I chose; next, if I faile
Of the right casket, neuer in my life
To wooe a maide in way of marriage:
Lastly, if I doe faile in fortune of my choyse,
Immediately to leaue you, and be gone.

Por.

1085 To these iniunctions euery one doth sweare

That comes to hazard for my worthlesse selfe.

Ar.
And so haue I addrest me, fortune now
To my hearts hope: gold, siluer, and base lead.
Who chooseth me must giue and hazard all he hath.
1090 You shall looke fairer ere I giue or hazard.
What saies the golden chest, ha, let me see.
Who chooseth me, shall gaine what many men desire:
What many men desire, that many may be meant
By the foole multitude that choose by show,
1095 Not learning more then the fond eye doth teach,
Which pries not to th'interior, but like the Martlet
Builds in the weather on the outward wall,
Euen in the force and rode of casualtie.
I will not choose what many men desire,
1100 Because I will not iumpe with common spirits,
And ranke me with the barbarous multitudes.
Why then to thee thou Siluer treasure house,
Tell me once more, what title thou doost beare;
Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserues:
1105 And well said too; for who shall goe about
To cosen Fortune, and be honourable
Without the stampe of merrit, let none presume
To weare an vndeserued dignitie:
O that estates, degrees, and offices,
1110 Were not deriu'd corruptly, and that cleare honour
Were purchast by the merrit of the wearer;
How many then should couer that stand bare?
How many be commanded that command?
How much low pleasantry would then be gleaned
1115 From the true seede of honor? And how much honor
Pickt from the chaffe and ruine of the times,
To be new varnisht: Well, but to my choise.
Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserues.
I will assume desert; giue me a key for this,
1120 And instantly vnlocke my fortunes here.

Por.

[1121] Too long a pause for that which you finde there.

Ar.
What's here, the portrait of a blinking idiot
Presenting me a scedule, I will reade it:
How much vnlike art thou to Portia?
1125 How much vnlike my hopes and my deseruings?
Who chooseth me, shall haue as much as he deserues.
Did I deserue no more then a fooles head,
Is that my prize, are my deserts no better?

Por.

To offend and iudge are distinct offices,

1130 And of opposed natures.

Ar.

What is here?

The fier seauen times tried this, 
Seauen times tried that iudgement is, 
That did neuer choose amis, 
1135 Some there be that shadowes kisse, 
 Such haue but a shadowes blisse: 
 There be fooles aliue Iwis 
Siluer'd o're, and so
                                        was this: 
Take what wife you will to bed, 
1140 I will euer be your head: 
So be gone, you are
                                        sped.

Ar.
Still more foole I shall appeare
By the time I linger here,
With one fooles head I came to woo,
1145 But I goe away with two.
Sweet adue, Ile keepe my oath,
Patiently to beare my wroath.

Por.

Thus hath the candle sing'd the moath:

O these deliberate fooles when they doe choose,

1150 They haue the wisdome by their wit to loose.

Ner.

The ancient saying is no heresie,

Hanging and wiuing goes by destinie.

Por.

[1153] Come draw the curtaine Nerrissa.

Enter Messenger.

Mes.

[1154] Where is my Lady?

Por.

[1155] Here, what would my Lord?

Mes.
Madam, there is a‑lighted at your gate
A yong Venetian, one that comes before
To signifie th'approaching of his Lord,
From whom he bringeth sensible regreets;
1160 To wit (besides commends and curteous breath)
Gifts of rich value; yet I haue not seene
So likely an Embassador of loue.
A day in Aprill neuer came so sweete
To show how costly Sommer was at hand,
1165 As this fore‑spurrer comes before his Lord.

Por.
No more I pray thee, I am halfe a‑feard
Thou wilt say anone he is some kin to thee,
Thou spend'st such high‑day wit in praising him:
Come, come Nerryssa, for I long to see
1170 Quicke Cupids Post, that comes so
                                mannerly.

Ner.

[1171] Bassanio Lord, loue if thy will it be.

Exeunt.

Actus Tertius.

[Act 3, Scene 1] §

Enter Solanio and Salarino.

Sol.

[1172] Now, what newes on the Ryalto?

Sal.

[1173] Why yet it liues there vncheckt, that Anthonio [l. 1174] hath a ship of rich lading wrackt on the narrow Seas; the [l. 1175] Goodwins I thinke they call the place, a very dangerous [l. 1176] flat, and fatall, where the carcasses of many a tall ship, lye [l. 1177] buried, as they say, if my gossips report be an honest wo [l. 1178] man of her word.

Sol.

[1179] I would she were as lying a gossip in that, as euer [l. 1180] knapt Ginger, or made her neighbours beleeue she wept [l. 1181] for the death of a third husband: but it is true, without [l. 1182] any slips of prolixity, or crossing the plaine high‑way of [l. 1183] talke, that the good Anthonio, the honest Anthonio; ô that [l. 1184] I had a title good enough to keepe his name company!

Sal.

[1185] Come, the full stop.

Sol.

[1186] Ha, what sayest thou, why the end is, he hath lost [l. 1187] a ship.

Sal. I {p. 173} The Merchant of Venice.

Sal.

[1188] I would it might proue the end of his losses.

Sol.

[1189] Let me say Amen betimes, least the diuell crosse [l. 1190] my praier, for here he comes in the likenes of a Iew. How [l. 1191] now Shylocke, what newes among the Merchants?

Enter Shylocke.

Shy.

[1192] You knew none so well, none so well as you, of [l. 1193] my daughters flight.

Sal.

[1194] That's certaine, I for my part knew the Tailor [l. 1195] that made the wings she flew withall.

Sol.

[1196] And Shylocke for his owne part knew the bird was [l. 1197] fledg'd, and then it is the complexion of them al to leaue [l. 1198] the dam.

Shy.

[1199] She is damn'd for it.

Sal.

[1200] That's certaine, if the diuell may be her Iudge.

Shy.

[1201] My owne flesh and blood to rebell.

Sol.

[1202] Out vpon it old carrion, rebels it at these yeeres.

Shy.

[1203] I say my daughter is my flesh and bloud.

Sal.

[1204] There is more difference betweene thy flesh and [l. 1205] hers, then betweene Iet and Iuorie, more betweene your [l. 1206] bloods, then there is betweene red wine and rennish: but [l. 1207] tell vs, doe you heare whether Anthonio haue had anie [l. 1208] losse at sea or no?

Shy.

[1209] There I haue another bad match, a bankrout, a [l. 1210] prodigall, who dare scarce shew his head on the Ryalto, [l. 1211] a begger that was vsd to come so smug vpon the Mart: [l. 1212] let him look to his bond, he was wont to call me Vsurer, [l. 1213] let him looke to his bond, he was wont to lend money [l. 1214] for a Christian curtsie, let him looke to his bond.

Sal.

[1215] Why I am sure if he forfaite, thou wilt not take [l. 1216] his flesh, what's that good for?

Shy.

[1217] To baite fish withall, if it will feede nothing [l. 1218] else, it will feede my reuenge; he hath disgrac'd me, and [l. 1219] hindred me halfe a million, laught at my losses, mockt at [l. 1220] my gaines, scorned my Nation, thwarted my bargaines, [l. 1221] cooled my friends, heated mine enemies, and what's the [l. 1222] reason? I am a Iewe: Hath not a Iew eyes? hath not a [l. 1223] Iew hands, organs, dementions, sences, affections, passi [l. 1224] ons, fed with the same foode, hurt with the same wea [l. 1225] pons, subiect to the same diseases, healed by the same [l. 1226] meanes, warmed and cooled by the same Winter and [l. 1227] Sommmer as a Christian is: if you pricke vs doe we not [l. 1228] bleede? if you tickle vs, doe we not laugh? if you poison [l. 1229] vs doe we not die? and if you wrong vs shall we not re [l. 1230] uenge? if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you [l. 1231] in that. If a Iew wrong a Christian, what is his humility, [l. 1232] reuenge? If a Christian wrong a Iew, what should his suf [l. 1233] ferance be by Christian example, why reuenge? The vil [l. 1234] lanie you teach me I will execute, and it shall goe hard [l. 1235] but I will better the instruction.

Enter a man from Anthonio.

[1236] Gentlemen, my maister Anthonio is at his house, and [l. 1237] desires to speake with you both.

Sal.

[1238] We haue beene vp and downe to seeke him.

Enter Tuball.

Sol.

[1239] Here comes another of the Tribe, a third cannot [l. 1240] be matcht, vnlesse the diuell himselfe turne Iew.

Exeunt. Gentlemen.

Shy.

[1241] How now Tuball, what newes from Genowa? hast [l. 1242] thou found my daughter?

Tub.

[1243] I often came where I did heare of ~~ster~~ her, but can [l. 1244] not finde her.

Shy.

[1245] Why there, there, there, there, a diamond gone [l. 1246] cost me two thousand ducats in Franckford, the curse ne [l. 1247] uer fell vpon our Nation till now, I neuer felt it till now, [l. 1248] two thousand ducats in that, and other precious, preci [l. 1249] ous iewels: I would my daughter were dead at my foot, [l. 1250] and the iewels in her eare: would she were hearst at my [l. 1251] foote, and the duckets in her coffin: no newes of them, [l. 1252] why so? and I know not how much is spent in the search: [l. 1253] why thou losse vpon losse, the theefe gone with so [l. 1254] much, and so much to finde the theefe, and no satisfa [l. 1255] ction, no reuenge, nor no ill luck stirring but what lights [l. 1256] a my shoulders, no sighes but a my breathing, no teares [l. 1257] but a my shedding.

Tub.

[1258] Yes, other men haue ill lucke too, Anthonio as I [l. 1259] heard in Genowa?

Shy.

[1260] What, what, what, ill lucke, ill lucke.

Tub.

[1261] Hath an Argosie cast away comming from Tri [l. 1262] polis.

Shy.

[1263] I thanke God, I thanke God, is it true, is it true?

Tub.

[1264] I spoke with some of the Saylers that escaped [l. 1265] the wracke.

Shy.

[1266] I thanke thee good Tuball, good newes, good [l. 1267] newes: ha, ha, here in Genowa.

Tub.

[1268] Your daughter spent in Genowa, as I heard, one [l. 1269] night fourescore ducats.

Shy.

[1270] Thou stick'st a dagger in me, I shall neuer see my [l. 1271] gold againe, fourescore ducats at a sitting, fourescore du [l. 1272] cats.

Tub.

[1273] There came diuers of Anthonios creditors in my [l. 1274] company to Venice, that sweare hee cannot choose but [l. 1275] breake.

Shy.

[1276] I am very glad of it, ile plague him, ile torture [l. 1277] him, I am glad of it,

Tub.

[1278] One of them shewed me a ring that hee had of [l. 1279] your daughter for a Monkie.

Shy.

[1280] Out vpon her, thou torturest me Tuball, it was [l. 1281] my Turkies, I had it of Leah when I was a Batcheler: I [l. 1282] would not haue giuen it for a wildernesse of Monkies.

Tub.

[1283] But Anthonio is certainely vndone.

Shy.

[1284] Nay, that's true, that's very true, goe Tuball, see [l. 1285] me an Officer, bespeake him a fortnight before, I will [l. 1286] haue the heart of him if he forfeit, for were he out of Ve [l. 1287] nice, I can make what merchandize I will: goe Tuball, [l. 1288] and meete me at our Sinagogue, goe good Tuball, at our [l. 1289] Sinagogue Tuball.

Exeunt.

[Act 3, Scene 2] §

Enter Bassanio, Portia, Gratiano, and all their traine.

Por.
1290 I pray you tarrie, pause a day or two
Before you hazard, for in choosing wrong
I loose your companie; therefore forbeare a while,
There's something tels me (but it is not loue)
I would not loose you, and you know your selfe,
1295 Hate counsailes not in such a quallitie;
But least you should not vnderstand me well,
And yet a maiden hath no tongue, but thought,
I would detaine you here some month or two
Before you venture for me. I could teach you
1300 How to choose right, but then I am forsworne,
So will I neuer be, so may you misse me,
But if you doe, youle make me wish a sinne,
That I had beene forsworne: Beshrow your eyes,
They haue ore‑lookt me and deuided me,
1305 One halfe of me is yours, the other halfe yours,
Mine owne I would say: but of mine then yours,
And so all yours; O these naughtie times
Puts bars betweene the owners and their rights.
And so though yours, not yours (proue it so)
1310 Let Fortune goe to hell for it, not I.
I speake too long, but 'tis to peize the time,
To ich it, and to draw it out in length,
To stay you from election.

P3 Bass. Let {p. 174} The Merchant of Venice.

Bass.

Let me choose,

1315 For as I am, I liue vpon the racke.

Por.

Vpon the racke Bassanio, then confesse

What treason there is mingled with your loue.

Bass.

None but that vglie treason of mistrust.

Which makes me feare the enioying of my loue:

1320 There may as well be amitie and life,

'Tweene snow and fire, as treason and my loue.

Por.

I, but I feare you speake vpon the racke,

Where men enforced doth speake any thing.

Bass.

Promise me life, and ile confesse the truth.

Por.

1325 Well then, confesse and liue.

Bass.
Confesse and loue
Had beene the verie sum of my confession:
O happie torment, when my torturer
Doth teach me answers for deliuerance:
1330 But let me to my fortune and the caskets.

Por.
Away then, I am lockt in one of them,
If you doe loue me, you will finde me out.
Nerryssa and the rest, stand all aloose,
Let musicke sound while he doth make his choise,
1335 Then if he loose he makes a Swan‑like end,
Fading in musique. That the comparison
May stand more proper, my eye shall be the streame
And watrie death‑bed for him: he may win,
And what is musique than? Than musique is
1340 Euen as the flourish, when true subiects bowe
To a new crowned Monarch: Such it is,
As are those dulcet sounds in breake of day,
That creepe into the dreaming bride‑groomes eare,
And summon him to marriage. Now he goes
1345 With no lesse presence, but with much more loue
Then yong Alcides, when he did redeeme
The virgine tribute, paied by howling Troy
                            
To the Sea‑monster: I stand for sacrifice,
The rest aloofe are the Dardanian wiues:
1350 With bleared visages come forth to view
The issue of th'exploit: Goe Hercules,
Liue thou, I liue with much more dismay
I view the fight, then thou that mak'st the fray.

Here Musicke.

A Song the whilst Bassanio comments on the
Caskets to himselfe.

Tell me where is fancie bred, 
1355 Or in the heart, or in the head: 
How begot, how nourished.
Replie,
                                replie.
It is engendred in the eyes, 
With gazing fed, and Fancie
                                    dies, 
In the cradle where it lies:
1360 Let vs all ring Fancies knell.
Ile begin it.
Ding dong, bell.

All.

Ding, dong, bell.

Bass.
So may the outward showes be least themselues
1365 The world is still deceiu'd with ornament.
In Law, what Plea so tanted and corrupt,
But being season'd with a gracious voice,
Obscures the show of euill? In Religion,
What damned error, but some sober brow
1370 Will blesse it, and approue it with a text,
Hiding the grosenesse with faire ornament:
There is no voice so simple, but assumes
Some marke of vertue on his outward parts;
How manie cowards, whose hearts are all as false
1375 As stayers of sand, weare yet vpon their chins
The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars,
Who inward searcht, haue lyuers white as milke,
And these assume but valors excrement,
To render them redoubted. Looke on beautie,
1380 And you shall see 'tis purchast by the weight,
Which therein workes a miracle in nature,
Making them lightest that weare most of it:
So are those crisped snakie golden locks
Which makes such wanton gambols with the winde
1385 Vpon supposed fairenesse, often knowne
To be the dowrie of a second head,
The scull that bred them in the Sepulcher.
Thus ornament is but the guiled shore
To a most dangerous sea: the beautious scarfe
1390 Vailing an Indian beautie; In a word,
The seeming truth which cunning times put on
To intrap the wisest. Therefore then thou gaudie gold,
Hard food for Midas, I will none of thee,
Nor none of thee thou pale and common drudge
1395 'Tweene man and man: but thou, thou meager lead
Which rather threatnest then dost promise ought,
Thy palenesse moues me more then eloquence,
And here choose I, ioy be the consequence.

Por.
How all the other passions fleet to ayre,
1400 As doubtfull thoughts, and rash imbrac'd despaire:
And shuddring feare, and greene‑eyed iealousie.
O loue be moderate, allay thy extasie,
In measure raine thy ioy, scant this excesse,
I feele too much thy blessing, make it lesse,
1405 For feare I surfeit.

Bas.
What finde I here?
Faire Portias counterfeit. What demie God
Hath come so neere creation? moue these eies?
Or whether riding on the bals of mine
1410 Seeme they in motion? Here are seuer'd lips
Parted with suger breath, so sweet a barre
Should sunder such sweet friends: here in her haires
The Painter plaies the Spider, and hath wouen
A golden mesh t'intrap the hearts of men
1415 Faster then gnats in cobwebs: but her eies,
How could he see to doe them? hauing made one,
Me thinkes it should haue power to steale both his
And leaue it selfe vnfurnisht: Yet looke how farre
The substance of my praise doth wrong this shadow
1420 In vnderprising it, so farre this shadow
Doth limpe behinde the substance. Here's the scroule,
The continent, and summarie of my fortune.
You that choose not by the view
Chance as faire, and choose as true:
1425 Since this fortune fals to you,
Be content, and seeke no new.
If you be well pleasd with this,
And hold your fortune for your blisse,
Turne you where your Lady is,
1430 And claime her with a louing kisse.

Bass.

A gentle scroule: Faire Lady, by your leaue,

I come by note to giue, and to receiue,

Like one of two contending in a prize

That thinks he hath done well in peoples eies:

1435 Hearing applause and vniuersall shout,

Giddie in spirit, still gazing in a doubt

Whether those peales of praise be his or no.

So {p. 175} The Merchant of Venice.

So thrice faire Lady stand I euen so,

As doubtfull whether what I see be true,

1440 Vntill confirm'd, sign'd, ratified by you.

Por.
You see my Lord Bassiano where I stand,
Such as I am; though for my selfe alone
I would not be ambitious in my wish,
To wish my selfe much better, yet for you,
1445 I would be trebled twenty times my selfe,
A thousand times more faire, ten thousand times
More rich, that onely to stand high in your account,
I might in vertues, beauties, liuings, friends,
Exceed account: but the full summe of me
1450 Is sum of nothing: which to terme in grosse,
Is an vnlessoned girle, vnschool'd, vnpractiz'd,
Happy in this, she is not yet so old
But she may learne: happier then this,
Shee is not bred so dull but she can learne;
1455 Happiest of all, is that her gentle spirit
Commits it selfe to yours to be directed,
As from her Lord, her Gouernour, her King.
My selfe, and what is mine, to you and yours
Is now conuerted. But now I was the Lord
1460 Of this faire mansion, master of my seruants,
Queene ore my selfe: and euen now, but now,
This house, these seruants, and this same my selfe
Are yours, my Lord, I giue them with this ring,
Which when you part from, loose, or giue away,
1465 Let it presage the ruine of your loue,
And be my vantage to exclaime on you.

Bass.
Maddam, you haue bereft me of all words,
Onely my bloud speakes to you in my vaines,
And there is such confusion in my powers,
1470 As after some oration fairely spoke
By a beloued Prince, there doth appeare
Among the buzzing pleased multitude,
Where euery something being blent together,
Turnes to a wilde of nothing, saue of ioy
1475 Exprest, and not exprest: but when this ring
Parts from this finger, then parts life from hence,
O then be bold to say Bassanio's dead.

Ner.

My Lord and Lady, it is now our time

That haue stood by and seene our wishes prosper,

1480 To cry good ioy, good ioy my Lord and Lady.

Gra.
My Lord Bassanio, and my gentle Lady,
I wish you all the ioy that you can wish:
For I am sure you can wish none from me:
And when your Honours meane to solemnize
1485 The bargaine of your faith: I doe beseech you
Euen at that time I may be married too.

Bass.

With all my heart, so thou canst get a wife.

Gra.
I thanke your Lordship, you gaue got me one.
My eyes my Lord can looke as swift as yours:
1490 You saw the mistres, I beheld the maid:
You lou'd, I lou'd for intermission,
No more pertaines to me my Lord then you;
Your fortune stood vpon the caskets there,
And so did mine too, as the matter falls:
1495 For wooing heere vntill I swet againe,
And swearing till my very rough was dry
With oathes of loue, at last, if promise last,
I got a promise of this faire one heere
To haue her loue: prouided that your fortune
1500 Atchieu'd her mistresse.

Por.

[1501] Is this true Nerrissa?

Ner.

[1502] Madam it is so, so you stand pleas'd withall.

Bass.

[1503] And doe you Gratiano meane good faith?

Gra.

[1504] Yes faith my Lord.

Bass.

[1505] Our feast shall be much honored in your mar [l. 1506] riage.

Gra.

[1507] Weele play with them the first boy for a thou [l. 1508] sand ducats.

Ner.

[1509] What and stake downe?

Gra.

1510 No, we shal nere win at that sport, and stake
downe.

But who comes heere? Lorenzo and his Infidell?

What and my old Venetian friend Salerio?

Enter Lorenzo, Iessica, and Salerio.

Bas.
Lorenzo and Salerio,
                                welcome hether,
If that the youth of my new interest heere
1515 Haue power to bid you welcome: by your leaue
I bid my verie friends and Countrimen
Sweet Portia welcome.

Por.

[1518] So do I my Lord, they are intirely welcome.

Lor.
I thanke your honor; for my part my Lord,
1520 My purpose was not to haue seene you heere,
But meeting with Salerio by the way,
He did intreate mee past all saying nay
To come with him along.

Sal.

I did my Lord,

1525 And I haue reason for it, Signior Anthonio

Commends him to you.

Bass.

Ere I ope his Letter

I pray you tell me how my good friend doth.

Sal.

Not sicke my Lord, vnlesse it be in minde,

1530 Nor wel, vnlesse in minde: his Letter there

Wil shew you his estate.

Opens the Letter.

Gra.
Nerrissa, cheere yond stranger, bid her
                                welcom.
Your hand Salerio, what's the newes from
                                Venice?
How doth that royal Merchant good Anthonio;
1535 I know he will be glad of our successe,
We are the Iasons, we haue won the fleece.

Sal.

[1537] I would you had vvon the fleece that hee hath [l. 1538] lost.

Por.
There are some shrewd contents in yond same
 Paper,
1540 That steales the colour from Bassianos
                                cheeke,
Some deere friend dead, else nothing in the world
Could turne so much the constitution
Of any constant man. What, worse and worse?
With leaue Bassanio I am halfe your selfe,
1545 And I must freely haue the halfe of any thing
That this same paper brings you.

Bass.
O sweet Portia,
Heere are a few of the vnpleasant'st words
That euer blotted paper. Gentle Ladie
1550 When I did first impart my loue to you,
I freely told you all the wealth I had
Ran in my vaines: I was a Gentleman,
And then I told you true: and yet deere Ladie,
Rating my selfe at nothing, you shall see
1555 How much I was a Braggart, when I told you
My state was nothing, I should then haue told you
That I vvas worse then nothing: for indeede
I haue ingag'd my selfe to a deere friend,
Ingag'd my friend to his meere enemie
1560 To feede my meanes. Heere is a Letter Ladie,
The paper as the bodie of my friend,
And euerie word in it a gaping wound
Issuing life blood. But is it true Salerio,
Hath{p. 176}
                The Merchant of Venice.
              Hath all his ventures faild, what not one hit,
1565 From Tripolis, from Mexico and England,
From Lisbon, Barbary, and India,
And not one vessell scape the dreadfull touch
Of Merchant‑marring rocks?

Sal.
Not one my Lord.
1570 Besides, it should appeare, that if he had
The present money to discharge the Iew,
He would not take it: neuer did I know
A creature that did beare the shape of man
So keene and greedy to confound a man.
1575 He plyes the Duke at morning and at night,
And doth impeach the freedome of the state
If they deny him iustice. Twenty Merchants,
The Duke himselfe, and the Magnificoes
Of greatest port haue all perswaded with him,
1580 But none can driue him from the enuious plea
Of forfeiture, of iustice, and his bond.

Iessi.
When I was with him, I haue heard him sweare
To Tuball and to Chus,
                                his Countri‑men,
That he would rather haue Anthonio's
                                flesh,
1585 Then twenty times the value of the summe
That he did owe him: and I know my Lord,
If law, authoritie, and power denie not,
It will goe hard with poore Anthonio.
                            

Por.

Is it your deere friend that is thus in trouble?

Bass.
1590 The deerest friend to me, the kindest man,
The best condition'd, and vnwearied spirit
In doing curtesies: and one in whom
The ancient Romane honour more appeares
Then any that drawes breath in Italie.

Por.

1595 What summe owes he the Iew?

Bass.

For me three thousand ducats.

Por.
What, no more?
Pay him sixe thousand, and deface the bond:
Double sixe thousand, and then treble that,
1600 Before a friend of this description
Shall lose a haire through Bassano's
                                fault.
First goe with me to Church, and call me wife,
And then away to Venice to your friend:
For neuer shall you lie by Portias side
1605 With an vnquiet soule. You shall haue gold
To pay the petty debt twenty times ouer.
When it is payd, bring your true friend along,
My maid Nerrissa, and my selfe meane time
Will liue as maids and widdowes; come away,
1610 For you shall hence vpon your wedding day:
Bid your friends welcome, show a merry cheere,
Since you are deere bought, I will loue you deere.
But let me heare the letter of your friend.

[1614] Sweet Bassanio, my ships haue all miscarried, my Credi [l. 1615] tors grow cruell, my estate is very low, my bond to the Iew is [l. 1616] forfeit, and since in paying it, it is impossible I should liue, all [l. 1617] debts are cleerd betweene you and I, if I might see you at my [l. 1618] death: notwithstanding, vse your pleasure, if your loue doe not [l. 1619] perswade you to come, let not my letter.

Por.

[1620] O loue! dispach all busines and be gone.

Bass.

Since I haue your good leaue to goe away,

I will make hast; but till I come againe,

No bed shall ere be guilty of my stay,

Nor rest be interposer twixt vs twaine.

Exeunt.

[Act 2, Scene 3] §

Enter the Iew, and Solanio, and Anthonio,
and the Iaylor.

Iew.

1625 Iaylor, looke to him, tell not me of mercy,

This is the foole that lends out money gratis.

Iaylor, looke to him.

Ant.

[1628] Heare me yet good Shylok.

Iew.
Ile haue my bond, speake not against my bond,
1630 I haue sworne an oath that I will haue my bond:
Thou call'dst me dog before thou hadst a cause,
But since I am a dog, beware my phangs,
The Duke shall grant me iustice, I do wonder
Thou naughty Iaylor, that thou art so fond
1635 To come abroad with him at his request.

Ant.

[1636] I pray thee heare me speake.

Iew.
Ile haue my bond, I will not heare thee speake,
Ile haue my bond, and therefore speake no more,
Ile not be made a soft and dull ey'd foole,
1640 To shake the head, relent, and sigh, and yeeld
To Christian intercessors: follow not,
Ile haue no speaking, I will haue my bond.

Exit Iew.

Sol.

It is the most impenetrable curre

That euer kept with men.

Ant.
1645 Let him alone,
Ile follow him no more with bootlesse prayers:
He seekes my life, his reason well I know;
I oft deliuer'd from his forfeitures
Many that haue at times made mone to me,
1650 Therefore he hates me.

Sol.

[1651] I am sure the Duke will neuer grant [l. 1652] this forfeiture to hold.

An.
The Duke cannot deny the course of law:
For the commoditie that strangers haue
1655 With vs in Venice, if it be denied,
Will much impeach the iustice of the State,
Since that the trade and profit of the citty
Consisteth of all Nations. Therefore goe,
These greefes and losses haue so bated mee,
1660 That I shall hardly spare a pound of flesh
To morrow, to my bloudy Creditor.
Well Iaylor, on, pray God Bassanio come
To see me pay his debt, and then I care not.

Exeunt.

[Act 3, Scene 4] §

Enter Portia, Nerrissa, Lorenzo, Iessica, and a man of
Portias.

Lor.
Madam, although I speake it in your presence,
1665 You haue a noble and a true conceit
Of god‑like amity, which appeares most strongly
In bearing thus the absence of your Lord.
But if you knew to whom you shew this honour,
How true a Gentleman you send releefe,
1670 How deere a louer of my Lord your husband,
I know you would be prouder of the worke
Then customary bounty can enforce you.

Por.
I neuer did repent for doing good,
Nor shall not now: for in companions
1675 That do conuerse and waste the time together,
Whose soules doe beare an egal yoke of loue.
There must be needs a like proportion
Of lyniaments, of manners, and of spirit;
Which makes me thinke that this Anthonio
                            
1680 Being the bosome louer of my Lord,
Must needs be like my Lord. If it be so,
How little is the cost I haue bestowed
In purchasing the semblance of my soule;
From out the state of hellish cruelty,
1685 This comes too neere the praising of my selfe,
Therefore no more of it: heere other things
Lorenso I commit into your hands,
The{p. 177}
                The Merchant of Venice.
              The husbandry and mannage of my house,
Vntill my Lords returne; for mine owne part
1690 I haue toward heauen breath'd a secret vow,
To liue in prayer and contemplation,
Onely attended by Nerrissa heere,
Vntill her husband and my Lords returne:
There is a monastery too miles off,
1695 And there we will abide. I doe desire you
Not to denie this imposition,
The which my loue and some necessity
Now layes vpon you.

Lorens.

Madame, with all my heart,

1700 I shall obey you in all faire commands.

Por.

My people doe already know my minde,

And will acknowledge you and Iessica

In place of Lord Bassanio and my selfe.

So far you well till we shall meete againe.

Lor.

1705 Faire thoughts & happy houres attend on you.

Iessi.

I wish your Ladiship all hearts content.

Por.
I thanke you for your wish, and am well pleas'd
To wish it backe on you: faryouwell Iessica.
Exeunt.
Now Balthaser, as I haue euer found thee
                                honest true,
1710 So let me finde thee still: take this same letter,
And vse thou all the indeauor of a man,
In speed to Mantua, see thou render this
Into my cosins hand, Doctor Belario,
And looke what notes and garments he doth giue thee,
1715 Bring them I pray thee with imagin'd speed
Vnto the Tranect, to the common Ferrie
Which trades to Venice; waste no time in words,
But get thee gone, I shall be there before thee.

Balth.

Madam, I goe with all conuenient speed.

Por.

1720 Come on Nerissa, I haue worke in hand

That you yet know not of; wee'll see our husbands

Before they thinke of vs?

Nerrissa.

Shall they see vs?

Portia.
They shall Nerrissa: but in such a habit,
1725 That they shall thinke we are accomplished
With that we lacke; Ile hold thee any wager
When we are both accoutered like yong men,
Ile proue the prettier fellow of the two,
And weare my dagger with the brauer grace,
1730 And speake betweene the change of man and boy,
With a reede voyce, and turne two minsing steps
Into a manly stride; and speake of frayes
Like a fine bragging youth: and tell quaint lyes
How honourable Ladies sought my loue,
1735 Which I denying, they fell sicke and died.
I could not doe withall: then Ile repent,
And wish for all that, that I had not kil'd them;
And twentie of these punie lies Ile tell,
That men shall sweare I haue discontinued schoole
1740 Aboue a twelue moneth: I haue within my minde
A thousand raw tricks of these bragging Iacks,
Which I will practise.

Nerris.

[1743] Why, shall wee turne to men?

Portia.
Fie, what a questions that?
1745 If thou wert nere a lewd interpreter:
But come, Ile tell thee all my whole deuice
When I am in my coach, which stayes for vs
At the Parke gate; and therefore haste away,
For we must measure twentie miles to day.

Exeunt.

[Act 3, Scene 5] §

Enter Clowne and Iessica.

Clown.

[1750] Yes truly; for looke you, the sinnes of the Fa [l. 1751] ther are to be laid vpon the children, therefore I promise [l. 1752] you, I feare you, I was alwaies plaine with you, and so [l. 1753] now I speake my agitation of the matter: therfore be of [l. 1754] good cheere, for truly I thinke you are damn'd, there is [l. 1755] but one hope in it that can doe you anie good, and that is [l. 1756] but a kinde of bastard hope neither.

Iessica.

[1757] And what hope is that I pray thee?

Clow.

[1758] Marrie you may partlie hope that your father [l. 1759] got you not, that you are not the Iewes daughter.

Ies.

[1760] That were a kinde of bastard hope indeed, so the [l. 1761] sins of my mother should be visited vpon me.

Clow.

[1762] Truly then I feare you are damned both by fa [l. 1763] ther and mother: thus when I shun Scilla your father, I [l. 1764] fall into Charibdis your mother; well, you are gone both [l. 1765] waies.

Ies.

[1766] I shall be sau'd by my husband, he hath made me [l. 1767] a Christian.

Clow.

[1768] Truly the more to blame he, we were Christi [l. 1769] ans enow before, e'ne as many as could wel liue one by a [l. 1770] nother: this making of Christians will raise the price of [l. 1771] Hogs, if wee grow all to be porke‑eaters, wee shall not [l. 1772] shortlie haue a rasher on the coales for money.

Enter Lorenzo.

Ies.

[1773] Ile tell my husband Lancelet what you say, heere [l. 1774] he comes.

Loren.

[1775] I shall grow iealous of you shortly Lancelet, [l. 1776] if you thus get my wife into corners?

Ies.

[1777] Nay, you need not feare vs Lorenzo, Launcelet [l. 1778] and I are out, he tells me flatly there is no mercy for mee [l. 1779] in heauen, because I am a Iewes daughter: and hee saies [l. 1780] you are no good member of the common wealth, for [l. 1781] in conuerting Iewes to Christians, you raise the price [l. 1782] of Porke.

Loren.

[1783] I shall answere that better to the Common ‑ [l. 1784] wealth, than you can the getting vp of the Negroes bel [l. 1785] lie: the Moore is with childe by you Launcelet?

Clow.

[1786] It is much that the Moore should be more then [l. 1787] reason: but if she be lesse then an honest woman, shee is [l. 1788] indeed more then I tooke her for.

Loren.

[1789] How euerie foole can play vpon the word, I [l. 1790] thinke the best grace of witte will shortly turne into si [l. 1791] lence, and discourse grow commendable in none onely [l. 1792] but Parrats: goe in sirra, bid them prepare for dinner?

Clow.

[1793] That is done sir, they haue all stomacks?

Loren.

[1794] Goodly Lord, what a witte‑snapper are you, [l. 1795] then bid them prepare dinner.

Clow.

[1796] That is done to sir, onely couer is the word.

Loren.

[1797] Will you couer than sir?

Clow.

[1798] Not so sir neither, I know my dutie.

Loren.

[1799] Yet more quarreling with occasion, wilt thou [l. 1800] shew the whole wealth of thy wit in an instant; I pray [l. 1801] thee vnderstand a plaine man in his plaine meaning: goe [l. 1802] to thy fellowes, bid them couer the table, serue in the [l. 1803] meat, and we will come in to dinner.

Clow.

[1804] For the table sir, it shall be seru'd in, for the [l. 1805] meat sir, it shall bee couered, for your comming in to [l. 1806] dinner sir, why let it be as humors and conceits shall go [l. 1807] uerne.

Exit Clowne.

Lor.

O deare discretion, how his words are suted,

The foole hath planted in his memory

1810 An Armie of good words, and I doe know

A many fooles that stand in better place,

Garnisht like him, that for a tricksie word

Defie the matter: how cheer'st thou Iessica,

And now good sweet say thy opinion,

How {p. 178} The Merchant of Venice.

1815 How dost thou like the Lord Bassiano's wife?

Iessi.
Past all expressing, it is very meete
The Lord Bassanio liue an vpright life
For hauing such a blessing in his Lady,
He findes the ioyes of heauen heere on earth,
1820 And if on earth he doe not meane it, it
Is reason he should neuer come to heauen?
Why, if two gods should play some heauenly match,
And on the wager lay two earthly women,
And Portia one: there must be something
                                else
1825 Paund with the other, for the poore rude world
Hath not her fellow.

Loren.

[1827] Euen such a husband [l. 1828] Hast thou of me, as she is for a wife.

Ies.

[1829] Nay, but aske my opinion to of that?

Lor.

[1830] I will anone, first let vs goe to dinner?

Ies.

[1831] Nay, let me praise you while I haue a stomacke?

Lor.

[1832] No pray thee, let it serue for table talke, [l. 1833] Then how som ere thou speakst 'mong other things, [l. 1834] I shall digest it?

Iessi.

[1835] Well, Ile set you forth.

Exeunt.

Actus Quartus.

[Act 4, Scene 1] §

Enter the Duke, the Magnificoes, Anthonio, Bassanio, and
Gratiano.

Duke.

[1836] What, is Anthonio heere?

Ant.

[1837] Ready, so please your grace?

Duke.

I am sorry for thee, thou art come to answere

A stonie aduersary, an inhumane wretch,

1840 Vncapable of pitty, voyd, and empty

From any dram of mercie.

Ant.
I haue heard
Your Grace hath tane great paines to qualifie
His rigorous course: but since he stands obdurate,
1845 And that no lawful meanes can carrie me
Out of his enuies reach, I do oppose
My patience to his fury, and am arm'd
To suffer with a quietnesse of spirit,
The very tiranny and rage of his.

Du.

1850 Go one and cal the Iew into the Court.

Sal.

[1851] He is ready at the doore, he comes my Lord.

Enter Shylocke.

Du.
Make roome, and let him stand before our face.
Shylocke the world thinkes, and I thinke so
                                to
That thou but leadest this fashion of thy mallice
1855 To the last houre of act, and then 'tis thought
Thou'lt shew thy mercy and remorse more strange,
Than is thy strange apparant cruelty;
And where thou now exact'st the penalty,
Which is a pound of this poore Merchants flesh,
1860 Thou wilt not onely loose the forfeiture,
But touch'd with humane gentlenesse and loue:
Forgiue a moytie of the principall,
Glancing an eye of pitty on his losses
That haue of late so hudled on his backe,
1865 Enow to presse a royall Merchant downe;
And plucke commiseration of his state
From brassie bosomes, and rough hearts of flints,
From stubborne Turkes and Tarters neuer traind
To offices of tender curtesie,
1870 We all expect a gentle answer Iew?

Iew.
I haue possest your grace of what I purpose,
And by our holy Sabbath haue I sworne
To haue the due and forfeit of my bond.
If you denie it, let the danger light
1875 Vpon your Charter, and your Cities freedome.
You'l aske me why I rather choose to haue
A weight of carrion flesh, then to receiue
Three thousand Ducats? Ile not answer that:
But say it is my humor; Is it answered?
1880 What if my house be troubled with a Rat,
And I be pleas'd to giue ten thousand Ducates
To haue it bain'd? What, are you answer'd yet?
Some men there are loue not a gaping Pigge:
Some that are mad, if they behold a Cat:
1885 And others, when the bag‑pipe sings i'th nose,
Cannot containe their Vrine for affection.
Masters of passion swayes it to the moode
Of what it likes or loaths, now for your answer:
As there is no firme reason to be rendred
1890 Why he cannot abide a gaping Pigge?
Why he a harmlesse necessarie Cat?
Why he a woollen bag‑pipe: but of force
Must yeeld to such ineuitable shame,
As to offend himselfe being offended:
1895 So can I giue no reason, nor I will not,
More then a lodg'd hate, and a certaine loathing
I beare Anthonio, that I follow thus
A loosing suite against him? Are you answered?

Bass.

This is no answer thou vnfeeling man,

1900 To excuse the currant of thy cruelty.

Iew.

I am not bound to please thee with my answer.

Bass.

Do all men kil the things they do not loue?

Iew.

Hates any man the thing he would not kill?

Bass.

Euerie offence is not a hate at first.

Iew.

1905 What wouldst thou haue a Serpent sting thee
twice?

Ant.
I pray you thinke you question with the Iew:
You may as well go stand vpon the beach,
And bid the maine flood baite his vsuall height,
Or euen as well vse question with the Wolfe,
1910 The Ewe bleate for the Lambe:
You may as well forbid the Mountaine Pines
To wagge their high tops, and to make no noise
When they are fretted with the gusts of heauen:
You may as well do any thing most hard,
1915 As seeke to soften that, then which what harder?
His Iewish heart. Therefore I do beseech you
Make no more offers, vse no farther meanes,
But with all briefe and plaine conueniencie
Let me haue iudgement, and the Iew his will.

Bas.

1920 For thy three thousand Ducates heere is six.

Iew.

If euerie Ducat in sixe thousand Ducates

Were in sixe parts, and euery part a Ducate,

I would not draw them, I would haue my bond?

Du.

How shalt thou hope for mercie, rendring none?

Iew.

1925 What iudgement shall I dread doing no wrong?

You haue among you many a purchast slaue,

Which like your Asses, and your Dogs and Mules,

You vse in abiect and in slauish parts,

Because you bought them. Shall I say to you,

1930 Let them be free, marrie them to your heires?

Why sweate they vnder burthens? Let their beds

Be made as soft as yours: and let their pallats

Be season'd with such Viands: you will answer

The {p. 179} The Merchant of Venice.

The slaues are ours. So do I answer you.

1935 The pound of flesh which I demand of him

Is deerely bought, 'tis mine, and I will haue i[.].

If you deny me; fie vpon your Law,

There is no force in the decrees of Venice;

I stand for iudgement, answer, Shall I haue it?

Du.

1940 Vpon my power I may dismisse this Court,

Vnlesse Bellario a learned Doctor,

Whom I haue sent for to determine this,

Come heere to day.

Sal.

My Lord, heere stayes without

1945 A Messenger with Letters from the Doctor,

New come from Padua.

Du.

Bring vs the Letters, Call the Messengers.

Bass.

Good cheere Anthonio. What man, corage yet:

The Iew shall haue my flesh, blood, bones, and all,

1950 Ere thou shalt loose for me one drop of blood.

Ant.
I am a tainted Weather of the flocke,
Meetest for death, the weakest kinde of fruite
Drops earliest to the ground, and so let me;
You cannot better be employ'd Bassanio,
1955 Then to liue still, and write mine Epitaph.

Enter Nerrissa.

Du.

[1956] Came you from Padua from Bellario?

Ner.

[1957] From both. [l. 1958] My Lord Bellario greets your Grace.

Bas.

[1959] Why dost thou whet thy knife so earnestly?

Iew.

[1960] To cut the forfeiture from that bankrout there.

Gra.

Not on thy soale: but on thy soule harsh Iew

Thou mak'st thy knife keene: but no mettall can,

No, not the hangmans Axe beare halfe the keennesse

Of thy sharpe enuy. Can no prayers pierce thee?

Iew.

1965 No, none that thou hast wit enough to make.

Gra.
O be thou damn'd, inexecrable dogge,
And for thy life let iustice be accus'd:
Thou almost mak'st me wauer in my faith;
To hold opinion with Pythagoras,
1970 That soules of Animals infuse themselues
Into the trunkes of men. Thy currish spirit
Gouern'd a Wolfe, who hang'd for humane slaughter,
Euen from the gallowes did his fell soule fleet;
And whil'st thou layest in thy vnhallowed dam,
1975 Infus'd it selfe in thee: For thy desires
Are Woluish, bloody, steru'd, and rauenous.

Iew.

Till thou canst raile the seale from off my bond

Thou but offend'st thy Lungs to speake so loud:

Repaire thy wit good youth, or it will fall

1980 To endlesse ruine. I stand heere for Law.

Du.

This Letter from Bellario doth commend

A yong and Learned Doctor in our Court;

Where is he?

Ner.

[1984] He attendeth heere hard by [l. 1985] To know your answer, whether you'l admit him.

Du.

[1986] With all my heart. Some three or four of you [l. 1987] Go giue him curteous conduct to this place, [l. 1988] Meane time the Court shall heare Bellarioes Letter.

[1989] YOur Grace shall vnderstand, that at the receite of your [l. 1990] Letter I am very sicke: but in the instant that your mes [l. 1991] senger came, in louing visitation, was with me a yong Do [l. 1992] ctor of Rome, his name is Balthasar: I acquained him with [l. 1993] the cause in Controuersie, betweene the Iew and Anthonio [l. 1994] the Merchant: We turn'd ore many Bookes together: hee is [l. 1995] furnished with my opinion, which bettred with his owne lear [l. 1996] ning, the greatnesse whereof I cannot enough commend, comes with him at my importunity, to fill vp your Graces request in [l. 1997] my sted. I beseech you, let his lacke of years be no impediment [l. 1998] to let him lacke a reuerend estimation: for I neuer knewe so [l. 1999] yong a body, with so old a head. I leaue him to your gracious [l. 2000] acceptance, whose trial shall better publish his commendation.

Enter Portia for Balthazar.

Duke.

You heare the learn'd Bellario what he writes,

And heere (I take it) is the Doctor come.

Giue me your hand: Came you from old Bellario?

Por.

[2004] I did my Lord.

Du.

2005 You are welcome: take your place;

Are you acquainted with the difference

That holds this present question in the Court.

Por.

I am enformed throughly of the cause.

Which is the Merchant heere? and which the Iew?

Du.

2010 Anthonio and old Shylocke, both stand forth.

Por.

[2011] Is your name Shylocke?

Iew.

[2012] Shylocke is my name.

Por.

Of a strange nature is the sute you follow,

Yet in such rule, that the Venetian Law

2015 Cannot impugne you as you do proceed.

You stand within his danger, do you not?

Ant.

[2017] I, so he sayes.

Por.

[2018] Do you confesse the bond?

Ant.

[2019] I do.

Por.

[2020] Then must the Iew be mercifull.

Iew.

[2021] On what compulsion must I? Tell me that.

Por.
The quality of mercy is not strain'd,
It droppeth as the gentle raine from heauen
Vpon the place beneath. It is twice blest,
2025 It blesseth him that giues, and him that takes,
'Tis mightiest in the mightiest, it becomes
The throned Monarch better then his Crowne.
His Scepter shewes the force of temporall power,
The attribute to awe and Maiestie,
2030 Wherein doth sit the dread and feare of Kings:
But mercy is aboue this sceptred sway,
It is enthroned in the hearts of Kings,
It is an attribute to God himselfe;
And earthly power doth then shew likest Gods
2035 When mercie seasons Iustice. Therefore Iew,
Though Iustice be thy plea, consider this,
That in the course of Iustice, none of vs
Should see saluation: we do pray for mercie,
And that same prayer, doth teach vs all to render
2040 The deeds of mercie. I haue spoke thus much
To mittigate the iustice of thy plea:
Which if thou follow, this strict course of Venice
Must needes giue sentence 'gainst the Merchant there.

Shy.

My deeds vpon my head, I craue the Law,

2045 The penaltie and forfeite of my bond.

Por.

Is he not able to discharge the money?

Bas.
Yes, heere I tender it for him in the Court,
Yea, twice the summe, if that will not suffice,
I will be bound to pay it ten times ore,
2050 On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart:
If this will not suffice, it must appeare
That malice beares downe truth. And I beseech you
Wrest once the Law to your authority.
To do a great right, do a little wrong,
2055 And curbe this cruell diuell of his will.

Por.

It must not be, there is no power in Venice

Can alter a decree established:

'Twill be recorded for a President,

And {p. 180} The Merchant of Venice.

And many an error by the same example,

2060 Will rush into the state: It cannot be.

Iew.

A Daniel come to iudgement, yea a Daniel.

O wise young Iudge, how do I honour thee.

Por.

I pray you let me looke vpon the bond.

Iew.

Heere 'tis most reuerend Doctor, heere it is.

Por.

2065 Shylocke, there's thrice thy monie offered thee.

Shy.

An oath, an oath, I haue an oath in heauen:

Shall I lay periurie vpon my soule?

No not for Venice.

Por.
Why this bond is forfeit,
2070 And lawfully by this the Iew may claime
A pound of flesh, to be by him cut off
Neerest the Merchants heart; be mercifull,
Take thrice thy money, bid me teare the bond.

Iew.
When it is paid according to the tenure.
2075 It doth appeare you are a worthy Iudge:
You know the Law, your exposition
Hath beene most sound. I charge you by the Law,
Whereof you are a well‑deseruing pillar,
Proceede to iudgement: By my soule I sweare,
2080 There is no power in the tongue of man
To alter me: I stay heere on my bond.

An.

Most heartily I do beseech the Court

To giue the iudgement.

Por.

[2084] Why then thus it is: [l. 2085] you must prepare your bosome for his knife.

Iew.

O noble Iudge, O excellent yong man.

Por.

For the intent and purpose of the Law

Hath full relation to the penaltie,

Which heere appeareth due vpon the bond.

Iew.

2090 'Tis verie true: O wise and vpright Iudge,

How much more elder art thou then thy lookes?

Por.

[2092] Therefore lay bare your bosome.

Iew.

I, his brest,

So sayes the bond, doth it not noble Iudge?

2095 Neerest his heart, those are the very words.

Por.

[2096] It is so: Are there ballance heere to weigh the [l. 2097] flesh?

Iew.

[2098] I haue them ready.

Por.

Haue by some Surgeon Shylock on your charge

2100 To stop his wounds, least he should bleede to death.

Iew.

It is not nominated in the bond?

Por.

It is not so exprest: but what of that?

'Twere good you do so much for charitie.

Iew.

I cannot finde it, 'tis not in the bond.

Por.

2105 Come Merchant, haue you any thing to say?

Ant.
But little: I am arm'd and well prepar'd.
Giue me your hand Bassanio, fare you well.
Greeue not that I am falne to this for you:
For heerein fortune shewes her selfe more kinde
2110 Then is her custome. It is still her vse
To let the wretched man out‑liue his wealth,
To view with hollow eye, and wrinkled brow
An age of pouerty. From which lingring penance
Of such miserie, doth she cut me off:
2115 Commend me to your honourable Wife,
Tell her the processe of Anthonio's end:
Say how I lou'd you; speake me faire in death:
And when the tale is told, bid her be iudge,
Whether Bassanio had not once a Loue:
2120 Repent not you that you shall loose your friend,
And he repents not that he payes your debt.
For if the Iew do cut but deepe enough,
Ile pay it instantly, with all my heart.

Bas.
Anthonio, I am married to a wife,
2125 Which is as deere to me as life it selfe,
But life it selfe, my wife, and all the world,
Are not with me esteem'd aboue thy life.
I would loose all, I sacrifice them all
Heere to this deuill, to deliuer you.

Por.

2130 Your wife would giue you little thanks for that

If she were by to heare you make the offer.

Gra.

I haue a wife whom I protest I loue,

I would she were in heauen, so she could

Intreat some power to change this currish Iew.

Ner.

2135 'Tis well you offer it behinde her backe,

The wish would make else an vnquiet house.

Iew.

These be the Christian husbands: I haue a daugh
(ter

Would any of the stocke of Barrabas

Had beene her husband, rather then a Christian.

2140 We trifle time, I pray thee pursue sentence.

Por.

A pound of that same marchants flesh is thine,

The Court awards it, and the law doth giue it.

Iew.

[2143] Most rightfull Iudge.

Por.

And you must cut this flesh from off his breast,

2145 The Law allowes it, and the Court awards it.

Iew.

Most learned Iudge, a sentence, come prepare.

Por.
Tarry a little, there is something else,
This bond doth giue thee heere no iot of bloud,
The words expresly are a pound of flesh:
2150 Then take thy bond, take thou thy pound of flesh,
But in the cutting it, if thou dost shed
One drop of Christian bloud, thy lands and goods
Are by the Lawes of Venice confiscate
Vnto the state of Venice.

Gra.

2155 O vpright Iudge,

Marke Iew, ô learned Iudge.

Shy.

[2157] Is that the law?

Por.

Thy selfe shalt see the Act:

For as thou vrgest iustice, be assur'd

2160 Thou shalt haue iustice more then thou desirest.

Gra.

O learned Iudge, mark Iew, a learned Iudge.

Iew.

[2162] I take this offer then, pay the bond thrice, [l. 2163] And let the Christian goe.

Bass.

[2164] Heere is the money.

Por.

2165 Soft, the Iew shall haue all iustice, soft, no haste,

He shall haue nothing but the penalty.

Gra.

O Iew, an vpright Iudge, a learned Iudge.

Por.
Therefore prepare thee to cut off the flesh,
Shed thou no bloud, nor cut thou lesse nor more
2170 But iust a pound of flesh: if thou tak'st more
Or lesse then a iust pound, be it so much
As makes it light or heauy in the substance,
Or the deuision of the twentieth part
Of one poore scruple, nay if the scale doe turne
2175 But in the estimation of a hayre,
Thou diest, and all thy goods are confiscate.

Gra.

A second Daniel, a Daniel Iew,

Now infidell I haue thee on the hip.

Por.

Why doth the Iew pause, take thy forfeiture.

Shy.

2180 Giue me my principall, and let me goe.

Bass.

I haue it ready for thee, heere it is.

Por.

He hath refus'd it in the open Court,

He shall haue meerly iustice and his bond.

Gra.

A Daniel still say I, a second Daniel,

2185 I thanke thee Iew for teaching me that word.

Shy.

Shall I not haue barely my principall?

Por.

Thou shalt haue nothing but the forfeiture,

To be taken so at thy perill Iew.

Shy.

Why then the Deuill giue him good of it:

2190 Ile stay no longer question.

Por. Tarry {p. 181} The Merchant of Venice.

Por.
Tarry Iew,
The Law hath yet another hold on you.
It is enacted in the Lawes of Venice,
If it be proued against an Alien,
2195 That by direct, or indirect attempts
He seeke the life of any Citizen,
The party gainst the which he doth contriue,
Shall seaze one halfe his goods, the other halfe
Comes to the priuie coffer of the State,
2200 And the offenders life lies in the mercy
Of the Duke onely, gainst all other voice.
In which predicament I say thou standst:
For it appeares by manifest proceeding,
That indirectly, and directly to,
2205 Thou hast contriu'd against the very life
Of the defendant: and thou hast incur'd
The danger formerly by me rehearst.
Downe therefore, and beg mercy of the Duke.

Gra.

Beg that thou maist haue leaue to hang thy selfe,

2210 And yet thy wealth being forfeit to the state,

Thou hast not left the value of a cord,

Therefore thou must be hang'd at the states charge.

Duk.
That thou shalt see the difference of our spirit,
I pardon thee thy life before thou aske it:
2215 For halfe thy wealth, it is Anthonio's
The other halfe comes to the generall state,
Which humblenesse may driue vnto a fine.

Por.

I for the state, not for Anthonio.

Shy.

Nay, take my life and all, pardon not that,

2220 You take my house, when you do take the prop

That doth sustaine my house: you take my life

When you doe take the meanes whereby I liue.

Por.

What mercy can you render him Anthonio?

Gra.

A halter gratis, nothing else for Gods sake.

Ant.
2225 So please my Lord the Duke, and all the Court
To quit the fine for one halfe of his goods,
I am content: so he will let me haue
The other halfe in vse, to render it
Vpon his death, vnto the Gentleman
2230 That lately stole his daughter.
Two things prouided more, that for this fauour
He presently become a Christian:
The other, that he doe record a gift
Heere in the Court of all he dies possest
2235 Vnto his sonne Lorenzo, and his daughter.

Duk.

He shall doe this, or else I doe recant

The pardon that I late pronounced heere.

Por.

Art thou contented Iew? what dost thou say?

Shy.

[2239] I am content.

Por.

[2240] Clarke, draw a deed of gift.

Shy.

I pray you giue me leaue to goe from hence,

I am not well, send the deed after me,

And I will signe it.

Duke.

[2244] Get thee gone, but doe it.

Gra.

2245 In christning thou shalt haue two godfathers,

Had I been iudge, thou shouldst haue had ten more,

To bring thee to the gallowes, not to the font.

Exit.

Du.

Sir I intreat you with me home to dinner.

Por.

I humbly doe desire your Grace of pardon,

2250 I must away this night toward Padua,

And it is meete I presently set forth.

Duk.

I am sorry that your leysure serues you not:

Anthonio, gratifie this gentleman,

For in my minde you are much bound to him.

Exit Duke and his traine.

Bass.
2255 Most worthy gentleman, I and my friend
Haue by your wisedome beene this day acquitted
Of greeuous penalties, in lieu whereof,
Three thousand Ducats due vnto the Iew
We freely cope your curteous paines withall.

An.

2260 And stand indebted ouer and aboue

In loue and seruice to you euermore.

Por.
He is well paid that is well satisfied,
And I deliuering you, am satisfied,
And therein doe account my selfe well paid,
2265 My minde was neuer yet more mercinarie.
I pray you know me when we meete againe,
I wish you well, and so I take my leaue.

Bass.

Deare sir, of force I must attempt you further,

Take some remembrance of vs as a tribute,

2270 Not as fee: grant me two things, I pray you

Not to denie me, and to pardon me.

Por.
You presse mee farre, and therefore I will yeeld,
Giue me your gloues, Ile weare them for your sake,
And for your loue Ile take this ring from you,
2275 Doe not draw backe your hand, ile take no more,
And you in loue shall not deny me this?

Bass.

This ring good sir, alas it is a trifle,

I will not shame my selfe to giue you this.

Por.

I wil haue nothing else but onely this,

2280 And now methinkes I haue a minde to it.

Bas.

There's more depends on this then on the valew,

The dearest ring in Venice will I giue you,

And finde it out by proclamation,

Onely for this I pray you pardon me.

Por.

2285 I see sir you are liberall in offers,

You taught me first to beg, and now me thinkes

You teach me how a beggar should be answer'd.

Bas.

Good sir, this ring was giuen me by my wife,

And when she put it on, she made me vow

2290 That I should neither sell, nor giue, nor lose it.

Por.
That scuse serues many men to saue their gifts,
And if your wife be not a mad woman,
And know how well I haue deseru'd this ring,
Shee would not hold out enemy for euer
2295 For giuing it to me: well, peace be with you.

Exeunt.

Ant.

My L. Bassanio, let him haue the ring,

Let his deseruings and my loue withall

Be valued against your wiues commandement.

Bass.

Goe Gratiano, run and ouer‑take him,

2300 Giue him the ring, and bring him if thou canst

Vnto Anthonios house, away, make haste.

Exit Grati.

Come, you and I will thither presently,

And in the morning early will we both

Flie toward Belmont, come Anthonio.

Exeunt.

[Act 4, Scene 2] §

Enter Portia and Nerrissa.

Por.

2305 Enquire the Iewes house out, giue him this deed,

And let him signe it, wee'll away to night,

And be a day before our husbands home:

This deed will be well welcome to Lorenzo.

Enter Gratiano.

Gra.

Faire sir, you are well ore‑tane:

2310 My L. Bassanio vpon more aduice,

Hath sent you heere this ring, and doth intreat

Your company at dinner.

Por.

That cannot be;

His ring I doe accept most thankfully,

2315 And so I pray you tell him: furthermore,

I pray you shew my youth old Shylockes house.

Gra.

[2317] That will I doe.

Ner.

Sir, I would speake with you:

Q Ile {p. 182} The Merchant of Venice.

Ile see if I can get my husbands ring

2320 Which I did make him sweare to keepe for euer.

Por.

Thou maist I warrant, we shal haue old swearing

That they did giue the rings away to men;

But weele out‑face them, and out‑sweare them to:

Away, make haste, thou know'st where I will tarry.

Ner.

2325 Come good sir, will you shew me to this house.

Exeunt.

Actus Quintus.

[Act 5, Scene 1] §

Enter Lorenzo and Iessica.

Lor.
The moone shines bright. In such a night as this,
When the sweet winde did gently kisse the trees,
And they did make no noyse, in such a night
Troylus me thinkes mounted the Troian
                                walls,
2330 And sigh'd his soule toward the Grecian tents
Where Cressed lay that night.

Ies.

In such a night

Did Thisbie fearefully ore‑trip the dewe,

And saw the Lyons shadow ere himselfe,

2335 And ranne dismayed away.

Loren.

In such a night

Stood Dido with a Willow in her hand

Vpon the wilde sea bankes, and waft her Loue

To come againe to Carthage.

Ies.

2340 In such a night

Medea gathered the inchanted hearbs

That did renew old Eson.

Loren.

In such a night

Did Iessica steale from the wealthy Iewe,

2345 And with an Vnthrift Loue did runne from Venice,

As farre as Belmont.

Ies.

In such a night

Did young Lorenzo sweare he lou'd her well,

Stealing her soule with many vowes of faith,

2350 And nere a true one.

Loren.

In such a night

Did pretty Iessica (like a little shrow)

Slander her Loue, and he forgaue it her.

Iessi.

I would out‑night you did no body come:

2355 But harke, I heare the footing of a man.

Enter Messenger.

Lor.

Who comes so fast in silence of the night?

Mes.

[2357] A friend.

Loren.

[2358] A friend, what friend? your name I pray you [l. 2359] (friend?

Mes.
2360 Stephano is my name, and I bring word
My Mistresse will before the breake of day
Be heere at Belmont, she doth stray about
By holy crosses where she kneeles and prayes
For happy wedlocke houres.

Loren.

[2365] Who comes with her?

Mes.

None but a holy Hermit and her maid:

I pray you is my Master yet return'd?

Loren.

He is not, nor we haue not heard from him,

But goe we in I pray thee Iessica,

2370 And ceremoniously let vs prepare

Some welcome for the Mistresse of the house,

Enter Clowne.

Clo.

Sola, sola: wo ha ho, sola, sola.

Loren.

[2373] Who calls?

Clo.

[2374] Sola, did you see M. Lorenzo, & M. Lorenzo, sola, [l. 2375] (sola,

Lor.

[2376] Leaue hollowing man, heere.

Clo.

[2377] Sola, where, where?

Lor.

[2378] Heere?

Clo.

[2379] Tel him ther's a Post come from my Master, with [l. 2380] his horne full of good newes, my Master will be here ere [l. 2381] morning sweete soule.

Loren.
Let's in, and there expect their comming.
And yet no matter: why should we goe in?
My friend Stephen, signifie pray you
2385 Within the house, your Mistresse is at hand,
And bring your musique foorth into the ayre.
How sweet the moone‑light sleepes vpon this banke,
Heere will we sit, and let the sounds of musicke
Creepe in our eares soft stilnes, and the night
2390 Become the tutches of sweet harmonie:
Sit Iessica, looke how the floore of
                                heauen
Is thicke inlayed with pattens of bright gold,
There's not the smallest orbe which thou beholdst
But in his motion like an Angell sings,
2395 Still quiring to the young eyed Cherubins;
Such harmonie is in immortall soules,
But whilst this muddy vesture of decay
Doth grosly close in it, we cannot heare it:
Come hoe, and wake Diana with a hymne,
2400 With sweetest tutches pearce your Mistresse eare,
And draw her home with musicke.

Iessi.

I am neuer merry when I heare sweet musique.

Play musicke.

Lor.
The reason is, your spirits are attentiue:
For doe but note a wilde and wanton heard
2405 Or race of youthful and vnhandled colts,
Fetching mad bounds, bellowing and neighing loud,
Which is the hot condition of their bloud,
If they but heare perchance a trumpet sound,
Or any ayre of musicke touch their eares,
2410 You shall perceiue them make a mutuall stand,
Their sauage eyes turn'd to a modest gaze,
By the sweet power of musicke: therefore the Poet
Did faine that Orpheus drew trees, stones, and
                                floods.
Since naught so stockish, hard, and full of rage,
2415 But musicke for time doth change his nature,
The man that hath no musicke in himselfe,
Nor is not moued with concord of sweet sounds,
Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoyles,
The motions of his spirit are dull as night,
2420 And his affections darke as Erobus,
Let no such man be trusted: marke the musicke.

Enter Portia and Nerrissa.

Por.

That light we see is burning in my hall:

How farre that little candell throwes his beames,

So shines a good deed in a naughty world.

Ner.

2425 When the moone shone we did not see the can
(dle?

Por.
So doth the greater glory dim the lesse,
A substitute shines brightly as a King
Vntill a King be by, and then his state
Empties it selfe, as doth an inland brooke
2430 Into the maine of waters: musique, harke.

Musicke.

Ner.

It is your musicke Madame of the house.

Por.

Nothing is good I see without respect,

Methinkes it sounds much sweeter then by day?

Ner.

Silence bestowes that vertue on it Madam.

Por.

2435 The Crow doth sing as sweetly as the Larke

When {p. 183} The Merchant of Venice.

When neither is attended: and I thinke

The Nightingale if she should sing by day

When euery Goose is cackling, would be thought

No better a Musitian then the Wren?

2440 How many things by season, season'd are

To their right praise, and true perfection:

Peace, how the Moone sleepes with Endimion,

And would not be awak'd.

Musicke ceases.

Lor.

That is the voice,

2445 Or I am much deceiu'd of Portia.

Por.

[2446] He knowes me as the blinde man knowes the [l. 2447] Cuckow by the bad voice?

Lor.

Deere Lady welcome home?

Por.

We haue bene praying for our husbands welfare

2450 Which speed we hope the better for our words,

Are they return'd?

Lor.

Madam, they are not yet:

But there is come a Messenger before

To signifie their comming.

Por.

2455 Go in Nerrissa,

Giue order to my seruants, that they take

No note at all of our being absent hence,

Nor you Lorenzo, Iessica nor you.

A Tucket sounds.

Lor.

Your husband is at hand, I heare his Trumpet,

2460 We are no tell‑tales Madam, feare you not.

Por.

This night me thinkes is but the daylight sicke,

It lookes a little paler, 'tis a day,

Such as the day is, when the Sun is hid.

Enter Bassanio, Anthonio, Gratiano, and their
Followers.

Bas.

We should hold day with the Antipodes,

2465 If you would walke in absence of the sunne.

Por.

Let me giue light, but let me not be light,

For a light wife doth make a heauie husband,

And neuer be Bassanio so for me,

But God sort all: you are welcome home my Lord.

Bass.

2470 I thanke you Madam, giue welcom to my friend

This is the man, this is Anthonio,

To whom I am so infinitely bound.

Por.

You should in all sence be much bound to him,

For as I heare he was much bound for you.

Anth.

2475 No more then I am wel acquitted of.

Por.

Sir, you are verie welcome to our house:

It must appeare in other waies then words,

Therefore I scant this breathing curtesie.

Gra.

By yonder Moone I sweare you do me wrong,

2480 Infaith I gaue it to the Iudges Clearke,

Would he were gelt that had it for my part,

Since you do take it Loue so much at hart.

Por.

A quarrel hoe alreadie, what's the matter?

Gra.

About a hoope of Gold, a paltry Ring

2485 That she did giue me, whose Poesie was

For all the world like Cutlers Poetry

Vpon a knife; Loue mee, and leaue mee not.

Ner.
What talke you of the Poesie or the valew:
You swore to me when I did giue it you,
2490 That you would weare it til the houre of death,
And that it should lye with you in your graue,
Though not for me, yet for your vehement oaths,
You should haue beene respectiue and haue kept it.
Gaue it a Iudges Clearke: but wel I know
2495 The Clearke wil nere weare haire on's face that had it.

Gra.

He wil, and if he liue to be a man.

Nerrissa.

I, if a Woman liue to be a man.

Gra.
Now by this hand I gaue it to a youth,
A kinde of boy, a little scrubbed boy,
2500 No higher then thy selfe, the Iudges Clearke,
A prating boy that begg'd it as a Fee,
I could not for my heart deny it him.

Por.
You were too blame, I must be plaine with you,
To part so slightly with your wiues first gift,
2505 A thing stucke on with oathes vpon your finger,
And so riueted with faith vnto your flesh.
I gaue my Loue a Ring, and made him sweare
Neuer to part with it, and heere he stands:
I dare be sworne for him, he would not leaue it,
2510 Nor plucke it from his finger, for the wealth
That the world masters. Now in faith Gratiano,
You giue your wife too vnkinde a cause of greefe,
And 'twere to me I should be mad at it.

Bass.

Why I were best to cut my left hand off,

2515 And sweare I lost the Ring defending it.

Gra.
My Lord Bassanio gaue his Ring away
Vnto the Iudge that beg'd it, and indeede
Deseru'd it too: and then the Boy his Clearke
That tooke some paines in writing, he begg'd mine,
2520 And neyther man nor master would take ought
But the two Rings.

Por.

What Ring gaue you my Lord?

Not that I hope which you receiu'd of me.

Bass.

If I could adde a lie vnto a fault,

2525 I would deny it: but you see my [.]inger

Hath not the Ring vpon it, it is gone.

Por.

Euen so voide is your false heart of truth.

By heauen I wil nere come in your bed

Vntil I see the Ring.

Ner.

2530 Nor I in yours, til I againe see mine.

Bass.
Sweet Portia,
If you did know to whom I gaue the Ring,
If you did know for whom I gaue the Ring,
And would conceiue for what I gaue the Ring,
2535 And how vnwillingly I left the Ring,
When nought would be accepted but the Ring,
You would abate the strength of your displeasure?

Por.
If you had knowne the vertue of the Ring,
Or halfe her worthinesse that gaue the Ring,
2540 Or your owne honour to containe the Ring,
You would not then haue parted with the Ring:
What man is there so much vnreasonable,
If you had pleas'd to haue defended it
With any termes of Zeale: wanted the modestie
2545 To vrge the thing held as a ceremonie:
Nerrissa teaches me what to beleeue,
Ile die for't, but some Woman had the Ring?

Bass.
No by mine honor Madam, by my soule
No Woman had it, but a ciuill Doctor,
2550 Which did refuse three thousand Ducates of me,
And beg'd the Ring; the which I did denie him,
And suffer'd him to go displeas'd away:
Euen he that had held vp the verie life
Of my deere friend. What should I say s[.]ete Lady?
2555 I was inforc'd to send it after him,
I was beset with shame and curtes[.]e,
My honor would not l[.]t ingratitude
So much besmeare it. Pardon me good Lady,
And by these [.]lessed Candles of the night,
2560 Had you [..]en there, I t[...]ke you would haue
                                beg'd
The Rin[.] of me, to giue [.] worthie
                                Doctor?

Q2 Por. {p. 184} The Merchant of Venice.

Por.
Let not that Doctor ere come neere my house,
Since he hath got the iewell that I loued,
And that which you did sweare to keepe for me,
2565 I will become as liberall as you,
Ile not deny him any thing I haue,
No, not my body, nor my husbands bed:
Know him I shall, I am well sure of it.
Lie not a night from home. Watch me like Argos,
2570 If you doe not, if I be left alone,
Now by mine honour which is yet mine owne,
Ile haue the Doctor for my bedfellow.

Nerrissa.

And I his Clarke: therefore be well aduis'd

How you doe leaue me to mine owne protection.

Gra.

2575 Well, doe you so: let not me take him then,

For if I doe, ile mar the yong Clarks pen.

Ant.

I am th' vnhappy subiect of these quarrels.

Por.

Sir, grieue not you,

You are welcome notwithstanding.

Bas.

2580 Portia, forgiue me this enforced wrong,

And in the hearing of these manie friends

I sweare to thee, euen by thine owne faire eyes

Wherein I see my selfe.

Por.

Marke you but that?

2585 In both my eyes he doubly sees himselfe:

In each eye one, sweare by your double selfe,

And there's an oath of credit.

Bas.

Nay, but heare me.

Pardon this fault, and by my soule I sweare

2590 I neuer more will breake an oath with thee.

Anth.
I once did lend my bodie for thy wealth,
Which but for him that had your husbands ring
Had quite miscarried. I dare be bound againe,
My soule vpon the forfeit, that your Lord
2595 Will neuer more breake faith aduisedlie.

Por.

Then you shall be his suretie: giue him this,

And bid him keepe it better then the other.

Ant.

Heere Lord Bassanio, swear to keep this ring.

Bass.

By heauen it is the same I gaue the Doctor.

Por.

2600 I had it of him: pardon Bassanio,

For by this ring the Doctor lay with me.

Ner.

And pardon me my gentle Gratiano,

For that same scrubbed boy the Doctors Clarke

In liew of this, last night did lye with me.

Gra.

2605 Why this is like the mending of high waies

In Sommer, where the waies are faire enough:

What, are we Cuckolds ere we haue deseru'd it.

Por.
Speake not so grossely, you are all amaz'd;
Heere is a letter, reade it at your leysure,
2610 It comes from Padua from Bellario,
There you shall finde that Portia was the
                                Doctor,
Nerrissa there her Clarke. Lorenzo heere
Shall witnesse I set forth as soone as you,
And but eu'n now return'd: I haue not yet
2615 Entred my house. Anthonio you are welcome,
And I haue better newes in store for you
Then you expect: vnseale this letter soone,
There you shall finde three of your Argosies
Are richly come to harbour sodainlie.
2620 You shall not know by what strange accident
I chanced on this letter.

Antho.

[2622] I am dumbe.

Bass.

Were you the Doctor, and I knew you not?

Gra.

Were you the Clark that is to make me cuckold.

Ner.

2625 I, but the Clark that neuer meanes to doe it,

Vnlesse he liue vntill he be a man.

Bass.

(Sweet Doctor) you shall be my bedfellow,

When I am absent, then lie with my wife.

An.

(Sweet Ladie) you haue giuen me life & liuing;

2630 For heere I reade for certaine that my ships

Are safelie come to Rode.

Por.

How now Lorenzo?

My Clarke hath some good comforts to for you.

Ner.

I, and Ile giue them him without a fee.

2635 There doe I giue to you and Iessica

From the rich Iewe, a speciall deed of gift

After his death, of all he dies possess'd of.

Loren.

Faire Ladies you drop Manna in the way

Of starued people.

Por.
2640 It is almost morning,
And yet I am sure you are not satisfied
Of these euents at full. Let vs goe in,
And charge vs there vpon intergatories,
And we will answer all things faithfully.

Gra.
2645 Let it be so, the first intergatory
That my Nerrissa shall be sworne on, is,
Whether till the next night she had rather stay,
Or goe to bed, now being two houres to day,
But were the day come, I should wish it darke,
2650 Till I were couching with the Doctors Clarke.
Well, while I liue, Ile feare no other thing
So sore, as keeping safe Nerrissas ring.

Exeunt.

FINIS.