Sala. Out upon it, old carrion! rebels it at these years? Shy. I fay, my daughter is my flesh and blood.

Sol. There is more difference between thy flesh and hers, than between jet and ivory; more between your bloods, than there is between red wine and rhenifh:-But tell us, do you hear, whether Anthonio have had any loss at sea or no?

Shy. There I have another bad match: a bankrupt, a prodigal, who dare scarce fhew his head on the Rialto;— a beggar, that us'd to come fo fmug upon the mart ;-let him look to his bond: he was wont to call me ufurer ;let him look to his bond: he was wont to lend money for a Christian courtefy;-let him look to his bond.

Sol. Why, I am fure, if he forfeit, thou wilt not take his flesh; What's that good for?

Shy. To bait fish withal: if it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge. He hath difgrac'd me, and hinder'd me of half a million; laugh'd at my loffes, mock'd at my gains, fcorn'd my nation, thwarted my bargains, cool'd 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, dimenfions, fenfes, affections, paffions? fed with the fame food, hurt with the fame weapons, fubject to the fame diseases, heal'd by the fame means, warm'd and cool'd by the same winter and fummer, as a Chriftian 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 reft, we will refemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? revenge: If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his fufferance be by Chriftian

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a prodigal,]-in his bounty, lending without intereft.

example?

example? why, revenge. The villainy, you teach me, I will execute; and it fhall go hard, but I will better the instruction.

Enter a Servant.

Serv. Gentlemen, my mafter Anthonio is at his house, and defires to speak with you both.

Sol. We have been up and down to feek him.

Enter Tubal.

Sala. Here comes another of the tribe; a third cannot be match'd, unless the devil himself turn Jew.

[Exeunt Sol. and Salar. Shy. How now, Tubal, what news from Genoa? haft thou found my daughter?

Tub. I often came where I did hear of her, but cannot find her.

Shy. Why there, there, there, there! a diamond gone, coft me two thousand ducats in Frankfort! the curfe never fell upon our nation 'till now: I never felt it 'till now:two thousand ducats in that; and other precious, precious jewels.—I would, my daughter were dead at my foot, and the jewels in her ear! 'would fhe were hears'd at my foot, and the ducats in her coffin! No news of them?-Why, fo:-and I know not what's fpent in the fearch: Why, thou lofs upon lofs! the thief gone with fo much, and fo much to find the thief; and no fatisfaction, no revenge: nor no ill luck stirring, but what lights o' my fhoulders; my fhedno fighs, but o' my breathing; no tears, but o' ding.

Tub. Yes, other men have ill luck too; Anthonio, as I heard in Genoa,

Shy. What, what, what? il luck, ill luck?
Tub. Hath an argofy caft away, coming from Tripolis.
Shy. I thank God, I thank God:-Is it true? is it true?

Tub.

Tub. I spoke with fome of the failors that escaped the wreck.

Shy. I thank thee, good Tubal ;-Good news, good news ha ha!-Where? in Genoa?

Tub. Your daughter fpent in Genoa, as I heard, one night, fourfcore ducats.

Shy. Thou ftick'ft a dagger in me:-I fhall never fee my gold again: Fourfcore ducats at a fitting! fourscore ducats!

Tub. There came divers of Anthonio's creditors in my company to Venice, that fwear he cannot chufe but break. Shy. I am glad of it; I'll plague him; I'll torture him; I am glad of it.

Tub. One of them fhewed me a ring, that he had of your daughter for a monkey.

Shy. Out upon her! Thou tortureft me, Tubal: it was my turquoise; I had it of Leah, when I was a batchelor : I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkies. Tub. But Anthonio is certainly undone.

Shy. Nay, that's true, that's very true: Go, Tubal, fee me an officer, befpeak him a fortnight before: I will have the heart of him, if he forfeit; for were he out of Venice, I can make what merchandize I will: Go, go, Tubal, and meet me at our fynagogue; go, good Tubal; at our fynagogue, Tubal. [Exeunt.

SCENE II.

Belmont.

Enter Baffanio, Portia, Gratiano, and attendants.
The cafkets are fet out.

Por. I pray you, tarry; pause a day or two,

Before you

hazard;

; for, in chufing wrong,

I loofe

I lose your company; therefore, forbear a while:
There's fomething tells me, (but it is not love)

I would not lofe

and you;

you

know yourself,

Hate counfels not in fuch a quality:

But left you should not understand me well,
(And yet a maiden hath no tongue but thought)
I would detain you here fome month or two,
Before you venture for me. I could teach you
How to chufe right, but I am then forfworn;
So will I never be: fo you may miss me;
But if you do, you'll make me wish a sin,
That I had been forfworn.
They have o'er-look'd me,
One half of me is yours,

Beshrew your eyes, and divided me; the other yours,—

Mine own, I would fay; but if mine, then yours,
And fo all yours: Oh! thefe naughty times.
Put bars between the owners and their rights;
And fo, though yours, not yours.- Prove it fo,
Let fortune go to hell for it,—not I.

I fpeak too long; but 'tis to peize the time;
To eke it, and to draw it out in length,
To ftay you from election.

Baff. Let me chufe;

For, as I am, I live upon the rack.

Por. Upon the rack, Baffanio? then confess What treafon there is mingled with your love.

Baff. None, but that ugly treason of mistrust, my love: Which makes me fear the enjoying of

There may as well be amity and life "Tween fnow and fire, as treason and

my love.

Por. Ay, but, I fear, you speak upon the rack,

Prove it fo, &c.]-Should you chance to lofe me, let fortune rather go to hell for depriving you of your deferts, than I for a breach of peixe-delay, retard, piece. my oath.

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Where

Where men enforced do speak any thing.

Baff. Promife me life, and I'll confefs the truth.
Por. Well then, confefs and live.

Baff. Confefs, and love,

Had been the very fun of my confeffion :
O happy torment, when my torturer
Doth teach me anfwers for deliverance!
But let me to my fortune and the cafkets.

Por. Away then: I am lock'd in one of them;
If you do love me, you will find me out.-
Neriffa, and the reft, ftand all aloof.-

Let mufick found, while he doth make his choice;
Then, if he lofe, he makes a swan-like end,
Fading in mufick: that the comparison

May ftand more proper, my eye fhall be the stream,
And watʼry death-bed for him: He may win;

And what is mufick then? then mufick is
Even as the flourish when true fubjects bow
To a new-crowned monarch: fuch it is,
As are those dulcet founds in break of day,
That creep into the dreaming bridegroom's ear,
And fummon him to marriage. Now he goes,
With no less prefence, but with much more love,
Than young Alcides, when he did redeem
The virgin tribute paid by howling Troy
To the fea-monfter: I ftand for facrifice,
The reft aloof are the Dardanian wives,
With bleared vifages, come forth to view
The iffue of the exploit. Go, Hercules!
Live thou, I live:-With much much more dismay
I view the fight, than thou that mak'st the fray.

With no less prefence.]-With like intrepidity.

[Mufick within.

i virgin tribute]-Hefione daughter of Laomedon king of Troy deftined to be devoured by a fea-monster, but delivered by Hercules.

A fong,