too manifest to leave any doubt. Thus the scene being laid at Venice; the residence of the lady at Belmont; the introduction of the person bound for the principal; the double infraction of the bond, viz. the taking more or less than a pound of flesh, and the shedding of blood, together with the after-incident of the ring, are common to the novel and the play. The whetting of the knife might perhaps be taken from the ballad of Gernutus. Shakspeare was likewise indebted to an authority that could not have occurred to the original author of the play in an English form; this was Silvayn's Orator, as translated by Munday. From that work Shylock's reasoning before the senate is evidently borrowed; but, at the same time, it has been most skilfully improved.*

There are two distinct collections under the title of Gesta Romanorum. The one has been frequently printed in Latin, but never in English: there is, however, a manuscript version, of the reign of Henry the Sixth, among the Harleian MSS. in the British Museum. This collection seems to have originally furnished the story of the bond. The other Gesta has never been printed in Latin, but a portion of it has been several times printed in English. The earliest edition referred to by Warton and Dr. Farmer, is by Wynken de Worde, without date, but of the beginning of the sixteenth century. It was long doubted whether this early edition existed; but it has recently been described in the Retrospective Review, The latter part of the thirty-second history in this collection may have furnished the incidents of the caskets.

But as many of the incidents in the bond story of the Merchant of Venice have a more striking resemblance to the first tale of the fourth day of the Pecorone of Ser Giovanni, this part of the plot was most probably taken immediately from thence. The story may have been extant in English in Shakspeare's time, though it has not hitherto been discovered.

The Pecorone was first printed in 1550, (not 1558, as erroneously stated by Mr. Steevens,) but was written almost two centuries before.

After all, unless we could recover the old play of The Jew, mentioned by Gosson, it is idle to conjecture how far Shakspeare improved upon the plot of that piece. The various materials which may have contributed to furnish the complicated plct of Shakspeare's play, are to be found in the Variorum Editions, and in Mr. Douce's very interesting work.

*" The Orator, handling a hundred several Discourses, in form of Declamations, &c.; written in French by Alexander Silvayn, and Englished by L. P. (Lazarus Pyol, i. e. Anthony Munday.) London : printed by Adam Islip, 1596.” Declamation 95_" or a Jew who would for his debt have a pound of flesh of a Christian.” VOL. 11.

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PERSONS REPRESENTED.1

Duke of Venice.
Prince of Morocco, Suitors to Portia.
Prince of Arragon, 1"
ANTONIO, the Merchant of Venice.
Bassanio, his Friend.
SALANIO,
SALARINO, Friends to Antonio and Bassanio.
GRATIANO,
LORENZO, in love with Jessica.
SHYLOCK, a Jero.
TUBAL, a Jer, his Friend.
LAUNCELOT GOBBO, a Clown, Servant to Shylock.
Old GOBBO, Father to Launcelot.
Salario, a Messenger from Venice.
LEONARDO, Servant to Bassanio.
BALTHAZAR, Servants to Portia
STEPHANO,

Portia, a rich Heiress.
Nerissa, her Waiting-maid.
Jessica, Daughter to Shylock.

Magnificoes of Venice, Officers of the Court of Justice,

Jailer, Servants, and other Attendants.

SCENE, partly at Venice, and partly at Belmont, the

Seat of Portia, on the Continent.

This enumeration of the Dramatis Persona is by Mr. Rowe.

MERCHANT OF VENICE.

ACT I.

SCENE I. Venice. A Street.

Enter Antonio, Salarino, and SALANIO.
Ant. 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 stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born,
I am to learn ;
And such a want-wit sadness makes of me,
That I have much ado to know myself.

Salar. Your mind is tossing on the ocean ;
There, where your argosies,' with portly sail, -
Like seigniors and rich burghers, on the flood,
Or, as it were, the pageants of the sea, -
Do overpeer the petty traffickers,
That court'sy to them, do them reverence,
As they fly by them with their woven wings.

Salan. Believe me, sir, had I such venture forth,
The better part of my affections would
Be with my hopes abroad. I should be still
Plucking the grass, to know where sits the wind;
Peering in maps, for ports, and piers, and roads ;
And every object that might make me fear

Misfortune to my ventures, out of doubt,
Would make me sad.
Salar.

My wind, cooling my broth,
Would blow me to an ague, when I thought
What harm a wind too great might do at sea.
I should not see the sandy hour-glass run,
But I should think of shallows and of flats,
And see my wealthy Andrew docked in sand,
Vailing her high-top lower than her ribs,
To kiss her burial. Should I go to church,
And see the holy edifice of stone,
And not bethink me straight of dangerous rocks,
Which, touching but my gentle vessel's side,
Would scatter all her spices on the stream,
Enrobe the roaring waters with my silks,
And, in a word, but even now worth this,
And now worth nothing ? Shall I have the thought
To think on this ; and shall I lack the thought,
That such a thing, bechanced, would make me sad ?
But tell not me; 1 know Antonio
Is sad to think upon his merchandise.

Ant. Believe me, no. I thank my fortune for it,
My ventures are not in one bottom trusted,
Nor to one place; nor is my whole estate
Upon the fortune of this present year ;
Therefore my merchandise makes me not sad.

Salan. Why, then, you are in love.
Ant.

Fie, fie!
Salan. Not in love neither ? Then let's say, you

are sad,
Because you are not merry; and 'twere as easy
For you to laugh, and leap, and say, you are merry,
Because you are not sad. Now, by two-headed

Janus,
Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time;
Some that will evermore peep through their eyes,
And laugh, like parrots, at a bagpiper;
And other of such vinegar aspect,

i To vail is to lower, to let fall; from the French, avaler.

That they'll not show their teeth in way of smile,
Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable.

Enter Bassanio, LORENZO, and GRATIANO.
Salan. Here comes Bassanio, your most noble

kinsman,
Gratiano, and Lorenzo. Fare you well;
We leave you now with better company.
Salar. I would have staid till I had made you

merry,
If worthier friends had not prevented me.

Ant. Your worth is very dear in my regard.
I take it, your own business calls on you,
And you embrace the occasion to depart.

Salar. Good morrow, my good lords.
Bass. Good seigniors both, when shall we laugh ?

Say, when ? You grow exceeding strange. Must it be so ? · Salar. We'll make our leisures to attend on yours.

[Exeunt Salar. and Salan. Lor. My lord Bassanio, since you have found

Antonio,
We two will leave you ; but, at dinner-time,
I pray you, have in mind where we must meet.

Bass. I will not fail you.
Gra. You look not well, seignior Antonio.
You have too much respect upon the world.
They lose it, that do buy it with much care.
Believe me, you are marvellously changed.

Ant. I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano;
A stage, where every man must play a part,
And mine a sad one.
Gra.

Let me play the fool.
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come;
And let my liver rather heat with wine,
Than my heart cool with mortifying groans.
Why should a man, whose blood is warm within,
Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster?
Sleep when he wakes, and creep into the jaundice