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THE JEW'S COMMANDS TO HIS DAUGHTER. Lock up my doors; and when you hear the drum, And the vile squeaking of the wry-neck'd fife, Clamber not you up to the casements then, Nor thrust your head into the public street, To gaze on Christian fools with varnish'd faces:
my caşements; Let not the sound of shallow foppery enter My sober house.
But stop my
POSSESSION MORE LANGUID THAN EXPECTATION.
O, ten times faster Venus' pigeons fly To seal love's bonds new made, than they are wont, To keep obliged faith unforfeited! Who riseth from a feast, With that keen appetite that he sits down? Where is the horse that doth untread again His tedious measures with the unbated fire That he did pace them first? All things that are, Are with more spirit chased than enjoy’d. How like a younker, or a prodigal, The scarfed* bark puts from her native bay, Hugg'd and embraced by the strumpet wind! How like the prodigal doth she return, With overweather'd ribs, and ragged sails, Lean, rent, and beggar'd by the strumpet wind!
PORTIA'S SUITORS. From the four corners of the earth they come, To kiss this shrine, this mortal breathing saint. The Hyrcanian deserts, and the vasty wilds Of wide Arabia, are as through-fares now, For princes to come view fair Portia:
* Decorated with flags.
The watery kingdom, whose ambitious head
THE PARTING OF FRIENDS. I saw Bassanio and Antonio part: Bassanio told him, he would make some speed Of his return; he answered—Do not so, Slubber not* business for my sake, Bassanio, But stay the very riping of the time; And for the Jen's bond, which he hath of me, Let it not enter in your mind of love : Be merry; and employ your chiefest thoughts To courtship, and such fair ostentst of love As shall conveniently become you there: And even there, his eye being big with tears, Turning his face, he put his hand behind him, And with affection wondrous sensible He wrung Bassanio's hand, and so they parted.
HONOUR TO BE CONFERRED ON MERIT ONLY.
about To cozen fortune, and be honourable Without the stamp of merit! Let none presume To wear an undeserved dignity. 0, that estates, degrees, and offices, Were not deriv'd corruptly! and that clear honour Were purchased by the merit of the wearer! How many then should cover, that stand bare? How
many be commanded, that command ? How much low peasantry would then be glean'd From the true seed of honour?and how much honour Pick'd from the chaff and ruin of the times, To be new varnish'd ? * To slubber, is to do a thing carelessly. + Shows, tokens.
LOVE'S MESSENGER COMPARED TO AN APRIL DAY.
I have not seen
THE JEW'S REVENGE. If it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge. He hath disgraced me, and hindered me of half a million; laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled. my friends, heated mine enemies; and what's his reason? I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? if you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die ? and if
you wrong us, shall we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble
in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? revenge: if a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example? why, revenge. The villany, you teach me, I will execute: and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.
Let music sound, while he doth make his choice;
Then, if he lose, he makes a swanlike end,
young Alcides, when he did redeem
THE DECEIT OF ORNAMENT OR APPEARANCES.
The world is still deceiv'd with ornament. In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But, being season'd with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil? In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve it with a text, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament? There is no vice so simple, but assumes Some mark of virtue on his outward parts. How many cowards, whose hearts are all as false As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars; Who, inward search’d, have livers white as milk? And these assume but valour's excrement, To render them redoubted. Look on beauty,
* Dignity of mien + Winning favour.
And you shall see 'tis purchas'd by the weights ;
SUCCESSFUL LOVER COMPARED TO A CONQUEROR.
Like one of two contending in a prize, That thinks he hath done well in people's eyes, Hearing applause, and universal shout, Giddy in spirit, still gazing, in a doubt
* Curled. + Treacherous. # Likeness, portrait.