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Shy. Then moet me forth with at the notary's; Por, First, forward to the temple; after dinner Give him direction for this merry bond,

Your hazard shall be made, And I will go and purse the ducals straight;

Mor.

Good fortune then! (Corneta, See to my house, left in the fearful' guard To make me blest, or cursed'st among men. (Ereuni. Of an unthrifty knave ; and presently I will be with you.

(Exit.

SCENE II. Venice. A Street.-Enter LAUNCEAnt. Hie thee, gentle Jew.

LOT GOBBO." This Hebrew will turn Christian; he grows kind. Laun. Certainly my conscience will serve me to

Bass. I like not fair terms, and a villain's mind. run from this Jew, my master: The fiend is at mino Ant. Come on: in this there can be no dismay, elbow; and tempts me, saying to me, Gobbo, LaunMy ships come home a month before the day. celot Gobbo, good Lancelot, or good Gobbo, or good

(Eseunt. Launcelot Gobbo, use your legs, take the start, run

away: My conscience says,-no; take heed, honest

Luunceloi ; take heed, honest Gobbo; or, as aforeACT II.

said, honest Launcelot Gobbo; do not run; scorn runSCENE I. Belmont. A Room in Portia's House. ning with thy heels:& Well, the most courageous

Flourish of Cornets. -Enter the Prince of Mo- fiend bids me pack; via ! says the fiend; away! rocco, and his Train ; PORTIA, Nerissa, and says the fiend, for the heavens ;"rouse up a brave other of her Attendants.

mind, says the fiend, and run. Well

, my conscience,

hanging about the neck of my heart, says very Mor. Mislike me not for my complexion, wisely to me,-my honest friend Launcelot, being an The shadow'd livery of the burnish'd sun, honest man's son, or rather an honest woman's son; To whom I am a neighbour, and near bred. for, indeed, my father did something smack, some Bring me the fairest creature northward born, Where Phæbus' fire scarce thaws the icicles,

thing grow to, he had a kind of taste;

-well, my

conscience says, Launcelot, budge not; budge, says And let us make incision for your love,

the fiend; budge not, says my conscience: ConTo prove whose blood is reddest, his or mine.

science, say I, you counsel well; fiend, say I, you I tell thee, lady, this aspect of nine

counsel

' well: to be ruled by my conscience, I Hath fear'd' the valiant; by my love, I swear, should siay with the Jew my master, who, (God The best-regarded virgins of our clime

bless the mark !) is a kind of devil; and, to run Have lov'd it too: I would not change this hue,

away from the Jew, I should be ruled by the fiend, Except to steal your thoughts, my gentle queen. Por. In terms of choice I am not solely led

who, saving your reverence, is the devil himself By nice direction of a maiden's eyes :

Certainly, the Jew is the very devil incarnation;

and, in my conscience, my conscience is but a kind Besides, the lottery of my destiny

of hard conscience, to offer to counsel me to stay Bars me the right of voluntary choosing:

with the Jew: The fiend gives the more friendly But, if my father had not scanted me,

counsel : I will run, fiend; my heels are at your And hedg'd me by his wit, to yield myself commandment, I will run. His wife, who wins me by that means I told you, Yourself, renowned prince, then stood as fair,

Enter old GOBBO,S with a Basket. As any comer I have looked on yet,

Gob. Master, young man, you, I pray you; which For my affection.

is the way to master Jew's ? Mor. Even for that I thank you ;

Laun. Aside.] O heavens, this is my true beo Therefore, I pray you, lead me to the caskets, gotten father! who, being more than sand-blind," To try my fortune. By this scimitar,

high-gravel blind, knows me not :- I will try conThat slew the Sophy, and a Persian prince,

clusions with him. That won three fields of Sultan Solyman,

Gob. Master young gentleman, I pray you, which I would out-stare the sternest eyes that look, is the way to master Jew's ? Out-brave the heart most daring on the earth,

Laun. Turn up on your right hand, at the next Pluck the young suckling cubs from the she bear, turning, but, at the next turning of all, on your left; Yea, mock the lion when he roars for prey, marry, at the very next turning, turn of no hand, To win thee, lady: But, alas the while !

but turn down indirectly to the Jew's house. If Hercules, and Lichas, play at dice

Gob. By God's sonties,"! 'twill be a hard way to Which is the better man, the greater throw

hit. Can you tell me whether one Launcelot, that May turn by fortune from the weaker hand:

dwells with him, dwell with him, or no? So is Alcides beaten by his page:

Laun. Talk you of young master Launcelot ? And so may I, blind fortune leading me,

Mark me now; [aside.] now will I raise the waMiss that which one unworthier may attain, ters :-Talk you of young master Launcelot ? And die with grieving:

Gob. No master, sir, but a poor man's son: his Por.

You must take your chance ; father, though I say it, is an honest exceeding poor And either not attempt to choose at all,

man, and, God be thanked, well to live. Or swear, before you choose,-if you choose wrong,

Laun. Well, let his father be what he will, wo Never to speak to lady afterward

talk of young master Launcelot. In way of marriage; therefore be advis'd.4

Gob. Your worship’s friend, and Launcelot, sir. Mor. Nor will not; come, bring me unto my

Laun. But I pray yon ergo, old man, ergo, I beo chance.

seech
you;

of

young master Launcelot ?

Gob. of Launcelot, an't please your mastership. 1 Fearful guard is a guard that is not to be trusted, but gives cause of fear. To fear was anciently to give them. The poet's own authority ought to have taught as well as feel terrorg So in K. Henry IV. Part I. Steevens beller. In Much Ado about Nothing, we have

'A mighty and a fearful head they are.' O illegitimate construction! I scorn that with my heels.• 2 To understand how the tawny prince, whose savage 7 For the heavens was merely a petty oath. To make dignity is well supported, means to recommend himself the fiend conjure Launcelot to do a thing for heaven's by this challenge, it must be remembered that red blood sake is a specimen of that acute nonsense' which Bar is a traditionary sign of courage.

row makes one of the species of wit, and which Shak 31. e. terrified.

speare was sometimes very fond of. 4 i. e. be considerate : advised is the word opposite to 8 It has been inferred from the name of Gobbo, that Tash.

Shakspeare designed this character to be represented 5 The old copies read-Enter the Clown alone; and with a hump-buck. throughout the play this character is called the Clown 9. Sand-blind. Having an imperfect sight, as if at most of his entrances or exits.

there was sand in the eye, Myops. -Holyoke's Dictio 6 Scorn running with thy heels. Mr. Steevens calls nary. this absurdity, and introduces a brother critic, Sir Hugh 10 To try conclusions, was to put to the proof, in other Evans, to prove it. He inclines to the emendation of words to try experiments. an arch-boccher of Shakspeare's text, who has pro 11 God's sonties was probably a corruption of Godrý poned that we should read 'withe thy heels, 'i e bine saints, in old language counctés : sante and sanctity

Talk you

suit:

Laun. Ergo, master Launcelot; talk not of mas Gob. He hath a groat infoction, sis, as one would ter Launcelot, father; for the young gentleman say, to serve(according to fates and destinies, and such odd Laun. Indeed, the short and the long is, I servo sayings, ihe sisters three, and such branches of the Jew, and I have a desire, as my father shals learning) is, indeed, deceased; or, as you would specify,.say, in plain terms, gone to heaven.

Gub. His master and he (saving your worship's Gob. "Marry, God forbid! the boy was the very reverence) are scarce cater-cousins : naff of my age, my very prop.

Laun. To be brief, the very truth is, that the Luun. Do I look like a cudgel

, or a hovel-post, a Jew having done me wrong, dóth cause me, as my staff, or a prop

1-Do you know me, father? father, being I hope an old man, shall frutífy unto Gob. Alack the day, I know you not, young gen. you, tleman: but, I pray you, tell me, is my boy (God Gob. I have here a dish of doves, that I would rest his soul!) alive, or dead ?

bestow upon your worship; and my suit is,Laun. Do you not know me, father ?

Laun. In very brief, ihe suit is imponent to Gob. Alack, sir, I am sand-blind, I know you not. myself, as your worship shall know. by this honest

Laun. Nay, indeed, if you had your eyes, you old man; and, though I say it, though old man, yet might fail of the knowing me: it is a wise father, poor man, my father. that knows his own child. Well, old man, I will Bass. One speak for both ;-What would you ? tell you news of your son: Give me your blessing: Laun. Serve you, sir. truth will come to light; murder cannot be hid long, Gob. This is ihe very defect of the matter, sir. a man's son may; but, in the end, truth will out. Bass. I know thee well, thou hast obtain'd thy

Gob. Pray you, sir, stand op; I am sure, you are not Launceloi, my boy.

Shylock, thy master, spoke with me this day, Laun. Pray you, let's have no more fooling about And hath preferr'd thee, if it be preferment, it, but give me your blessing; I am Launcelot, To leave a rich Jew's service, to become your boy that was, your son that is, your child that The follower of so poor a gentleman. shall be.

Laun. The old proverb is very well parted boGob. I cannot think you are my son.

tween my master Shylock and you, sir ; you havo Laun. I know not what I shall think of that: but the grace of God, sir, and he hath enough. I am Launcelot, the Jew's man; and, I am sure, Bass. Thou speakest it well : Go, father, with Margery, your wife, is my mother.

thy son: Gob. Her name is Margery, indeed: I'll be Take leave of thy old master, and inquire sworn, if thou be Launceloi, thou art mine own My lodging out :-Give him a livery, flesh and blood. Lord worship'd might he be ! what

[7o his Folowers, a beard hast thou got! thou hast got more hair on More guarded' than his feilows : See it done. thy chin, than Dobbin my thill-horse' has on his Laun. Father, in :-I cannot get a service, no ;tail.

I have ne'er a tongue in my head.-Well; (Look. Laun. It should seem then, that Dobbin's tail ing on his palm.) if any man in Italy have a fairer grows backward; I am sure he had more hair on table ;* which doth offer to swear upon a book, I his tail, than I have on my face, when I last saw shall have good fortune. Go to, here's a simple him.

line of life ! here's a small trifle of wives: Alas, Gob. Lord, how art thou changed ! How dost fifteen wives is nothing; eleven widows, and nine thou and thy master agree? I have brought him a maids, is a simple coming-in for one man : and then, present; How 'gree you now?

to 'scape drowning thrice; and to be in peril of my Laun. Well, well; but, for mine own part, as I life with the edge of a feather-bed :-here are simhave set up my rest? to run away, so I will not rest ple 'scapes! Well, if fortune be a woman, she's a till I have run some ground: my master's a very good wench for this gear.–Father, come ; T'U take Jew: Give him a present! give him a halter : I am my leave of the Jew in the twinkling of an eye. famish'd in his service ; you may tell every finger

(Exeunt LAUNCELOT and old GOBBO. I have with my ribs. Father, I am glad you are Bass. I pray thee, good Leonardo, think on this ; come; give me your present to one master Bassa- These things being bought, and orderly bestow'd, nio, who, indeed, gives rare new liveries; if I serve Return in haste, for I do feast to-night not him, I will run as far as God has any ground. My best esteem'd acquaintance ; hie thee, go. - rare fortune! here comes the man ;-to him, Leon. My best endeavours shall be done herein. father; for I am a Jew, if I serve the Jew any

Enter GRATIANO. longer.

Gra. Where is your master ? Enter Bassanio, with Leonardo, and other

Leon.

Yonder, sir, he walks. Followers.

(Exit LEONARDO. Bass. You may do so ;-but let it be so hasted, Gra. Signior Bassanio, that supper be ready at the farthest by five of the Bass. Gratiano! clock : See these letters delivered; put the liveries

Gra. I have a suit to you. to making; and desire Gratiano to come anon to

Bass.

You have obtain'd it. my lodging.

[Exit a Servant. Gra. You must not deny me; I must go with you Laun. To him, father.

to Belmont. Gob. God bless your worship!

Bass. Why, then you must ;-But hear the Bass. Gramercy; Would'st ihou aught with me?

Gratiano; Gob. Here's my son, sir, a poor boy,

Thou art 100 wild, too rude, and bold of voico ;Laun. Not a poor boy, sir, but the rich' Jew's man; | Parts, that become thee happily enough, that would, sir, as my father shall specify,

3 i. e. ornamented. Guards were trimminga, facings, have been propusel but apparently with less probabi. or other ornaments, such as gold and silver lace, ap., lity. Oaths of this kind are not unfrequent among our plied upon a dress. ancient writers. To avoid the crime of profane swear 4 Mr. Tyrwhill's explanation of this passage (which ing, they sought to disguise the words by abbreviations, has much puzzled the commentators) seems the most which ultimately lost even their similarity to the origi- plausible : Launcelot applauding himself for his sucnal phrase.

cess with Bassanio, and looking into the palm of his 11. e. the shaft-horse, sometimes called the thill-horse. hand, which by fortune tellers is called the table, breaks 2. Set up my rest,' i. e. determined. See note on out into the following reflection :-'Well, if any man in All's Well that Ends' Well, Acı ii. Sc. 2. Romeo and Italy have a fairer cable; which doch offer to swear Juliet, Act iv. Sc. 6. Where it may be remarked that upon a book, I shall have good fortune-i. e. a table Shakspeare has again quibbled upon rest. The Coun. which doth not only promise but offer to swear upon a Pario balb vos up his rest, that you shall rest but I book that I shall have good fortuno. Ho unite tho conKule.

Sluvior of the sentenco.

me

father so;

And in such eyes as ours appear not faults; Laun. By your leave, sir.
But where thou art not known, why, there they show Lor. Whither goest thou ?
Something too liberal ; '--pray thee, take pain Laun.. Marry, sir, to bid my old master the Jew
To allay with some cold drops of modesiy? to sup lo-night with my new master the Christian.
Thy skipping spirit; lest, through thy wild behaviour, Lor. Hold here, take this :-tell gentle Jessica,
I be misconstrued in the place I go to,

I will not fail her ;-speak it privately; go..-And lose my hopes.

Genilemen,

(Exit LAUNCELOT. Gra.

Signior Bassanio, hear me : Will you prepare you for this masque to-night? If I do not put on a sober habit,

I am provided of a torch-bearer. Talk with respect, and swear but now and then, Salar. Ay, marry, P'll be gone abổut it straighi. Wear prayer-books in my pocket, look demurely ;

Salan. And so will I. Nay more, while grace is saying, hood mine eyes Lor.

Meet me, and Gratiano, Thus with my hai, and sigh, and say, amen; At Gratiano's lodging, some hour hence. Use all the observance of civility,

Salar. 'Tis good we do so. Like one well studied in a sad ostent

(Exeunt SALAR. and SALAN. To please his grandam, never trust me more. Gra. Was not what letter from sair Jessica? Bass. Well, we shall see your bearing:

Lor. I must needs tell thee all : She hath directed, Gra. Nay, but I bar to-night; you shall not gage How I shall take her from her father's house :

What gold, and jewels, she is furnish'd with; By what we do to-night.

What page's suit she hath in readiness.
Bass.
No, that were pity;

If e'er the Jew her father come to heaven,
I would entreat you rather to put on

It will be for his gentle daughter's sake : Your boldest suit of mirth, for we have friends And never dare misfortune cross her foot, That purpose merriment. But fare you well,

Unless she do it under this excuse, --I have some business.

That she is issue to a faithless Jew. Gra. And I must to Lorenzo, and the rest ; Come, go with me'; peruse this, as thou goest But we will visit you at supper-cime. (Exeune. Fair Jessica shall be my torch-bearer. (Eseunt. SCENE III. The same. A Room in Shylock's SCENE V. The same. Before Shylock's House. House. Enter JESSICA and LAUNCELOT.

Enter SHYLOCK and LAUNCELOT. Jess. I am sorry, thou wilt leave

my Our house is hell, and thou, a merry devil,

Shy. Well, thou shalt see, thy eyes shall be thy

judge, Didst rob it of some taste of tediousness :

The difference of old Shylock and Bassanio :--But fare thee well; there is a ducat for thee.

What, Jessica !-thou shalt not gormandize, And, Launcelot, soon at supper shalt thou see As thou hast done with me ;-What, Jessica!Lorenzo, who is thy new master's guest :

And sleep and snore, and rend apparel out ; Give him this letter ; do it secretly,

Why, Jessica, I say ! And so farewell; I would not have my father

Laun.

Why, Jessica ! See me talk with thee.

Shy. Who bids thee call? I do not bid thee call. Laun. Adieu tears exhibit my tongue.--Most beautiful pagan,—nost sweet Jew! If a Christian do nothing without bidding.

Laun. Your worship was wont to tell me, I could did not play the knaye, and get thee, I am much deceived: But adieu ! these foolish drops do some

Enter Jessica. what drown my manly spirit; adieu ! (Exil. Jes. Call you? What is your will ?. -Jess. Farewell

, good Launcelot.Alack, what heinous sin is it in me,

Shy. I am bid' forth to supper, Jessica :

There are my keys :—But wherefore should I go? To be asham'd to be my father's child !

I am not bid for love; they flatter me : But though I am a daughter to his blood,

But yet I'll go in haté, to feed upon I am not to his manners: O Lorenzo,

The prodigal Christian. Jessica, my girl, If thou keep promise, I shall end this strife;

Look to my house : 1 am right loath to go: Become a Christian, and thy loving wife. '[Exit. There is some ill a brewing towarls my rest, SCENE IV.

The same. A Street. Enter GRA- For I did dream of money-bags to-night. TIANO, LORENZO, SALARINO, and Salanio. Laun. I beseech you, sir, go; my young master Lor. Nay, we will slink away in supper-lime;

doth expect your reproach. Disguise us at my lodging, and return

Shy. So do I'his. All in an hour.

Laun. And they have conspired together. I will Gra. We have not made good preparation.

not say, you shall see a masque; but if you do, Salar. We have not spoke us yet

of torch-bearers. then it was not for nothing that my nose fell a bleed Salan. 'Tis vile, unless it may be quaintly order'd; ing on Black-Mondayo last at six o'clock i'the And better, in my mind, not undertook.

morning, falling out that year on Ash Wednesday Lor. 'Tis now but four o'clock; we have two

was four year in the afternoon. hours

Shy. What! are there masques ? Hear you me, To furnish us:

Jessica :

Lock up my doors; and when you hear the drum,
Enter LAUNCELOT, with a Letter.

And the vile squeaking of the wry-neck'd fife,
Friend Launcelot, what's the news ? | Clamber not you up to the casements then,
Laun. An it shall please you to break up this, Nor thrust your head into the public street,
it shall seem to signify.

To gaze on Christian fools with varnish'd facés: Lor. I know the hand: in faith, 'tis a 'air hand; But stop my house's ears, I mean my casements: And whiter than the paper it writ on,

Let not the sound of shallow foppery enter Is the fair hand that writ.

My sober house.-By Jacob's staff, I swear, Gra.

Love-news, in faith. I have no mind of feasting forth to-night; I Gross, licentious.

7 Invited. 2 So in Hamlet :

8 Shakspeare meant to heighten the malignity or Shy. * Upon the heat and flame of thy distemper lock's character by thus making him depart from his Sprinkle cool patience.'

most settled resolve (that he will neither eat, drink, nor 3 It was anciently the custom to wear the hat on dur. pray with Christians,) for the prosecution of his revenge ing the time of dinner.

9°i. e. Easter-Monday. It was called Black-Monday 1 i. e. grave appearance ; show of staid and serious from the severity of that day, April 4, 1360, which was behaviou nl is a word very commonly used for 80 extraordinary that, of Edward the Third's soldiers, show among old dramatic writers.

then before Paris, many died of the cold. Anciently i 6 Carriage, deportment.

superstitious belief was annexod to the accident of blind 6 To break up was a torm in carving

ing a tha nove

But I will go.-Go you before me, sirrah; They in themselves, good sooth, are too, too light.
Say, I will come.

Why, 'tis an office of discovery, love;
Laun.
I will go before, sir.-

And I should be obscur'd.
Mistress, look out at window for all this ;

Lor.

So are you, sweet,
There will come a Christian by,

Even in the lovely garnish of a boy.
Will be worth a Jewess' eye. (Exit LAUN. But come at once ;
Shy. What says that fool of Hagar's offspring, ha? For the close nighi doth play the run-away,
Jes. His words were Farewell, mistress; no- And we are staiù for at Bassanio': Seast.
thing else.

Jes. I will make fast the doors, and gild myself Shy. The patch' is kind enough; but a huge With some more ducats, and be with you straight. feeder.

(E.rit from above. Snail-slow in profit, and he sleeps by day

Gra. Now, by my hood, a gentile, and no Jew. More than the wild cat: drones hive not with me; Lor. Beshrew me, but I love her heartily : Therefore I part with him; and part with him For she is wise, if I can judge of her ; To one that I would have him help to waste And fair she is, if that mine eyes be true; His borrow'd purse.-Well, Jessica, go in ; And true she is, as she hath proved herself; Perhaps I will return immediately ;

And therefore, like herself, wise, fair, and true, Do, as I bid you,

Shall she be placed in my constant soul.
Shut doors after you : fast bind, fast find;

Enter Jessica, below.
A proverb never stale in thrifty mind. (Exit.
Jes. Farewell: and if my fortune be not crost,

What, art thou come ?-On, gentlemen, away: I have a father, you a daughter, lost. [Exit

. Our masquing mates by this time for us stay.

(Exit with JESSICA and SALARINO. SCENE VI. The same. Enter GRATIANO and

Enter ANTONIO.
SALARINO, masqued.

Ant. Who's there?
Gra. This is the pent-house, under which Lorenzo Gra. Signior Antonio?
Desir'd us to make stand.

Ant. Fye, fye, Gratiano ! where are all the rest ? Salar.

His hour is almost past. 'Tis nine o'clock; our friends all stay for you :Gra. And it is marvel he out-dwells his hour, No masque to-night : the wind is come about, For lovers ever run before the clock.

Bassanio presently will go abroad : Salar. O, ten times faster Venus' pigeons? fly I have sent twenty out to seek for you. To seal love's bonds new made, than they are wont, Gra. I am glad on't; I desire no more delight, To keep obliged faith unforfeited !

Than to be under sail and gone to-night (Exeunt. Gra. That ever holds : who riseth from a feast,

SCENE VII. Belmont. A Room in Portia's With that keen appetite that he sits down? Where is the horse that doth untread again

House.-Flourish of Cornels. Enter PORTIA, His tedious measures with the unbated fire

with the Prince of Morocco, and both their Trains. That he did pace them first? All things that are, Por. Go, draw aside the curtains, and discover Are with more spirit chased than enjoy'd.

The several caskets to this noble prince : How like a younker or a prodigal,

Now make your choice. The scarfed bark puts from her native bay, Mor. The first, of gold, who this inscription Hugg'd and embraced by the strumpet wind! How liko the prodigal doth she return,

Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men desire. With over-weather'd ribs, and ragged sails, The second, silver, which this promise carries ;Lean, rent, and beggar'd by the strumpet wind ! Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserves.

This third, dull lead, with warning all as blunt; Enter LORENZO.

Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all he hath. Salar. Here comes Lorenzo ;-more of this here- How shall I know if I do choose the right? afier.

Por. The one of thern contains my picture prince ; Lor. Sweet friends, your patience for my long If you choose that, then I am yours withal. abode;

Mor. Some god direct my judgment ! Let me see Not I, but my affairs have made you wait; I will survey the inscriptions back again : When you shall please to play the thieves for wives, What says this leaden casket ? I'll waich as long for you then.-Approach ;. Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all he hath. Here dwells my father Jew:--Ho! who's within Must give-For what? for lead ? hazard for lead ? Enter Jessica above, in boy's clothes.

This casket threatens : Men, that hazard all, Jes. Who are you! Tell me for more certainty, A golden mind stoops not to shows of dross;

Do it in hope of fair advantages :
Albeit I'll swear that I do know your tongue.
Lm. Lorenzo, and thy love.

I'll then not give, nor hazard, aught for lead.
Jes. Lorenzo, certain, and my love indeed;

What says the silver, with her virgin hue ? For who love I so much? And now who knows,

Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserves.

As much as he deserves 1-Pause there, Morocco But you, Lorenzo, whether I am yours? Lor. Heaven, and thy thoughts are witness that And weigh thy value with an even hand?

If thou best rated by thy estimation,
thou art.
Jes. Here, catch this caskot ; it is worth the pains. May not extend so far as to the lady ;

Thou dost deserve enough ; and yet enough
I am glad 'tis night, you do not look on me,
For I'am much asham'd of my exchange ;

And yet to be afeard of my deserving,

Were but a weak disabling of mysell.
But love is blind, and lovers cannot see
The pretty follies that themselves commit:

As much as I deserve !—Why, that's the lady:

I do in birth deserve her, and in fortunes,
For if they could, Cupid himself would blush
To see me thus transformed to a boy.

In graces and in qualities of breeding ;
Lor. Doscend, for you must be my torch-bearer.

But more than these, in love I do deserve. Jes. What, must I hold a candle to my shames ?

• Fair laughs the morn and soft the zephyr blows, 1 i. e. fool or simpleton.

While proudly riding o'er the azure realm, 2 Johnson thought that lovers, who are sometimes In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; called turtles or doves in poetry, were meant by Venus' Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; pigeons. The allusion however, seems to be to the doves Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, by which Venus's chariot is drawn : Venus drawn by That hush'd in grim repose expects his evening prey? dodes is much more prompt to seal new bonds.' &c. 4 So in Othello: : 3 Gray evidently caught the imagery of this passage 'The baudy wind, that kisses all it meats. in his Bard, bus drope the allusion to the parable of the 5 A jest arising from the ambiguity of Gentile, whicha prodigal

eignites both a heathen and one well born,

bears;

What if I stray'd no further, but chose here ? Salar. Why, all the boys in Venice follow him,
Let's see once more this saying grav'd in gold: Crying,his stones, his daughter, and his ducats.
Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men desire. Salan. Let good 'Antonio look he keep his day,
Why, that's the lady; all the world desires her. Or he shall pay for this.
From the four corners of the earth they come,

Salar.

Marry, well remember'd: To kiss this shrine, this mortal breathing saint. I reason'd' with a Frenchman yesterday; The Hyrcanian deserts, and the vasty wilds Who told me,-in the narrow seas, that part Or wide Arabia, are as thorough-fares now, The French and English, there miscarried For princes to come view fair Portia :

A vessel of our country, richly fraught : 'The watery kingdom, whose ambitious head I thought upon Antonio, when he told me ; Spits in the face of heaven, is no bar

And wish'd in silence that it were not his. To stop the foreign spirits ; but they come,

Salan. You were best to tell Antonio what you As o'er a brook, to see fair Portia.

hear; One of these three contains her heavenly picture. Yet do not suddenly, for it may grieve him. Is't like, that lead contains her ? 'Twere damnation, Salar. A kinder gentleman treads not the earth. To think so base a thought; it were too gross I saw Bassanio and Antonio part: To rib' her cerecloth in the obscure grave.

Bassanio told him, he would make some speed Or shall I think, in silver, she's immur'd,

Of his return: he answer'd-Do not so,
Being ten times undervalued? to try'd gold ? Slubbers not business for my sake, Bassanio,
O sinful thought! Never so rich a gem

But stay the very riping of the time ;
Was set in worse than gold. They have in England And for the Jew's bonul, which he hath of me,
A coin, that bears the figure of an angel

Let it not enter into your mind of love :
Stamped in gold; but that's insculp'd' upon; Be merry; and employ your chiefest thoughts
But here an angel in a golden bed

To courtship and such fair ostents' of love Lies all within.-Deliver me the key;

As shall conveniently become you there : Here do I choose, and thrive I as I may!

And even there, his eye being big with tears, Por. There, take it, prince, and if my form lie Turning his face, he put his hand behind him, there,

And with affection wondrous sensible Then I am yours.

[He unlocks the golden casket. He wrung Bassanio's hand, and so they parted. Mor.

O hell! what have we here? Salan. "I think, he only loves the world for him. A carrion death, within whose empty eye

I pray thee, let us go, and find him out,
There is a written scroll: I'll read the writing. And quicken his embraced heaviness
All that glisters is not gold,

With some delight or other.
Often have you heard that told :

Salar.

Do we so. (Eseunt.
Many a man his life sold,

SCENE IX. Belmont. A Room in Portia's House,
But my outside to behold:
Gilded tombs do worms infold.

Enter NERISSA, with a Servant,
Had you been as wise as bold,

Ner. Quick, quick, I pray thee, draw the curtain
Young in limbs, in judgmeni old,

straight;
Your answer had not been inscroli 1 : 4

The prince of Arragon hath ta'en his oath,
Fare you well; your suit is cold.

And comes to his election presently.
Cold, indeed; and labour lost :
Then, farewell, heat; and welcome, frost-

Flourish of Cornets.
Portia, adieu ! I have too griev'd a heart

Enter the Prince of Arragon, PORTIA, and their 'To take a tedious leave : thus losers part. (Erit.

Trains. Por. A gentle riddance :-Draw the curtains, Por. Behold, there stand the caskets, noble prince: go;

If you choose that wherein I am contain'd, Let all of his complexion choose me so. (Exeunt. Straight shall our nuptial rites be solemniz'd; SCENE VIII. Venice. A Street. Enter SA

But if you fail, without more speech, my lord, LARINO and SaLANIO.

You must be gone from hence immediately.

Ar. I am enjoin'd by oath to observe three things :
Salar. Why, man, I saw Bassanio under sail ; First, never to unfold to any one
With him is Gratiano gone along;

Which casket 'twas I chose ; next, if I fail
And in their ship, I am sure, Lorenzo is not. Of the right casket, never in my life
Salan. The villain Jew with outcries rais'd the duke ; To woo à maid in way of marriage ; lastly,
Who went with him to search Bassanio's ship. If I do fail in fortune of my choice,

Salar. He came too late, the ship was under sail; Immediately to leave you and be gone.
But there the duke was given to understand, Por. To these injunctions every one doth swear,
That in a gondola were seen together

That comes to hazard for my worthless self. Lorenzo and his amorous Jessica :

Ar. And so have I address'd' me : Fortune now Besides, Antonio certify'd the duke,

To my heart's hope !-Gold, silver, and base lead. They were not with Bassanio in his ship.

Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all he hath. Salan. I never heard a passion so confus’d, You shall look fairer, ere I give, or hazard. So strange, outrageous, and so variable,

What says the golden chest? ha! let me see :As the dog Jew did utler in the streets :

Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men desire. My daughter !-O my ducats !-O my daughter ! What many men desire.

That many may be meant Fled with a Christian ?-O my christian ducats ! Justice ! the law ! my ducals, and my daughter !

Było the fool multitude, that choose by show,

Not learning more than the fond eye doth leach; A sealed bag, two sealed bags of ducats, Of double ducats, stol'n from me by my daughter !

Which pries not to the interior, but, like the

martlet,

Builds in the weather on the outward wall, And jewels; two stones, two rich and precious stones, Even in the forcell and road of casualty. Stol'n by my daughter ! Justice! find the girl! I will not choose what many men desire, She hath the stones upon her, and the ducats ! Because I will not jump's with common spirits, I Enclose.

And rank me with the barbarous multitudes. 2 i. e. is compared with tried gold. So before in Act i. Sc. I.

7 Shows, tokens. Her name is Portia, nothing undervalued

8 The heaviness he is fond of, or indulges. To Cato's daughter.'

9 Prepared. 3 Engraven.

10 By and of being synonymous, were used by our 4 i. e. the answer you have got; namely, 'Fare you ancestors indifferently; Malone has adduced numerous well !

instances of the use of by, in all of which, by substitu 6 Conversed.

ting of, the sense is rendered clear to the modern reades To slubber is to do a thing carelessly

11 Power, 12 To jump is to agree with.

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