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Antonio, the merchant in The Merchant of Venice, secures a loan from Shylock for his friend Bassanio, who seeks to court Portia. Shylock, a Jewish moneylender, recalls past insults from Antonio and, instead of asking interest on the loan, asks instead—in what he calls a “merry sport”—that if the loan is not repaid, Antonio will owe a pound of his own flesh.
Bassanio sails to Belmont, where the wealthy heiress Portia is being courted by suitors from around the world. Her father’s will requires that the successful suitor solve a riddle involving chests of gold, silver, and lead. Where others have failed, Bassanio succeeds by selecting the right chest. Portia marries Bassanio; her waiting woman, Nerissa, marries his friend Gratiano.
Shylock’s daughter, Jessica, has eloped with Bassanio’s friend Lorenzo, taking her father’s money with her. Shylock is devastated. When Antonio cannot repay the loan, Shylock demands the pound of flesh. When the news reaches Belmont, Bassanio returns to Venice. Portia and Nerissa also travel to Venice, disguised as a lawyer and his clerk. Portia uses the law to defeat Shylock and rescue Antonio.
ACT 1
Scene 1
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 .
There where your argosies with portly sail
( Like signiors and rich burghers on the flood ,
Or , as it were , the pageants of the sea )
Do overpeer the petty traffickers
That curtsy to them , do them reverence ,
As they fly by them with their woven wings .
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 ,
Piring in maps for ports and piers and roads ;
And every object that might make me fear
[9] ACT 1. SC. 1 Misfortune to my ventures , out of doubt
Would make me sad .
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 hourglass 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 : I know Antonio
Is sad to think upon his merchandise .
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 .
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 ,
[11] ACT 1. SC. 1 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
That they’ll not show their teeth in way of smile
Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable .
Here comes Bassanio , your most noble kinsman ,
Gratiano , and Lorenzo . Fare you well .
We leave you now with better company .
If worthier friends had not prevented me .
I take it your own business calls on you ,
And you embrace th’ occasion to depart .
when ?
You grow exceeding strange . Must it be so ?
We two will leave you . But at dinner time
I pray you have in mind where we must meet .
You have too much respect upon the world .
[13] ACT 1. SC. 1 They lose it that do buy it with much care .
Believe me , you are marvelously changed .
A stage where every man must play a part ,
And mine a sad one .
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
By being peevish ? I tell thee what , Antonio
( I love thee , and ’tis my love that speaks ) :
There are a sort of men whose visages
Do cream and mantle like a standing pond
And do a willful stillness entertain
With purpose to be dressed in an opinion
Of wisdom , gravity , profound conceit ,
As who should say ‘I am Sir Oracle ,
And when I ope my lips , let no dog bark .’
O my Antonio , I do know of these
That therefore only are reputed wise
For saying nothing , when , I am very sure ,
If they should speak , would almost damn those ears
Which , hearing them , would call their brothers
fools .
I’ll tell thee more of this another time .
But fish not with this melancholy bait
For this fool gudgeon , this opinion . —
Come , good Lorenzo . — Fare you well a while .
I’ll end my exhortation after dinner .
I must be one of these same dumb wise men ,
For Gratiano never lets me speak .
[15]ACT 1. SC. 1
Thou shalt not know the sound of thine own
tongue .
In a neat’s tongue dried and a maid not vendible .
more than any man in all Venice . His reasons are as
two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you
shall seek all day ere you find them , and when you
have them , they are not worth the search .
To whom you swore a secret pilgrimage ,
That you today promised to tell me of ?
How much I have disabled mine estate
By something showing a more swelling port
Than my faint means would grant continuance .
Nor do I now make moan to be abridged
From such a noble rate . But my chief care
Is to come fairly off from the great debts
Wherein my time , something too prodigal ,
Hath left me gaged . To you , Antonio ,
I owe the most in money and in love ,
And from your love I have a warranty
To unburden all my plots and purposes
How to get clear of all the debts I owe .
[17] ACT 1. SC. 1 And if it stand , as you yourself still do ,
Within the eye of honor , be assured
My purse , my person , my extremest means
Lie all unlocked to your occasions .
I shot his fellow of the selfsame flight
The selfsame way with more advisèd watch
To find the other forth ; and by adventuring both
I oft found both . I urge this childhood proof
Because what follows is pure innocence .
I owe you much , and , like a willful youth ,
That which I owe is lost . But if you please
To shoot another arrow that self way
Which you did shoot the first , I do not doubt ,
As I will watch the aim , or to find both
Or bring your latter hazard back again ,
And thankfully rest debtor for the first .
To wind about my love with circumstance ;
And out of doubt you do me now more wrong
In making question of my uttermost
Than if you had made waste of all I have .
Then do but say to me what I should do
That in your knowledge may by me be done ,
And I am prest unto it . Therefore speak .
And she is fair , and , fairer than that word ,
Of wondrous virtues . Sometimes from her eyes
I did receive fair speechless messages .
Her name is Portia , nothing undervalued
To Cato’s daughter , Brutus’ Portia .
Nor is the wide world ignorant of her worth ,
For the four winds blow in from every coast
[19] ACT 1. SC. 2 Renownèd suitors , and her sunny locks
Hang on her temples like a golden fleece ,
Which makes her seat of Belmont Colchos’ strond ,
And many Jasons come in quest of her .
O my Antonio , had I but the means
To hold a rival place with one of them ,
I have a mind presages me such thrift
That I should questionless be fortunate !
Neither have I money nor commodity
To raise a present sum . Therefore go forth :
Try what my credit can in Venice do ;
That shall be racked even to the uttermost
To furnish thee to Belmont to fair Portia .
Go presently inquire , and so will I ,
Where money is , and I no question make
To have it of my trust , or for my sake .
Scene 2
of this great world .
were in the same abundance as your good fortunes
are . And yet , for aught I see , they are as sick that
surfeit with too much as they that starve with
nothing . It is no mean happiness , therefore , to be
seated in the mean . Superfluity comes sooner by
white hairs , but competency lives longer .
[21]ACT 1. SC. 2
good to do , chapels had been churches , and poor
men’s cottages princes’ palaces . It is a good divine
that follows his own instructions . I can easier teach
twenty what were good to be done than to be one of
the twenty to follow mine own teaching . The brain
may devise laws for the blood , but a hot temper
leaps o’er a cold decree : such a hare is madness the
youth , to skip o’er the meshes of good counsel the
cripple . But this reasoning is not in the fashion to
choose me a husband . O , me , the word ‘choose’ ! I
may neither choose who I would nor refuse who I
dislike . So is the will of a living daughter curbed by
the will of a dead father . Is it not hard , Nerissa , that
I cannot choose one , nor refuse none ?
at their death have good inspirations . Therefore the
lottery that he hath devised in these three chests of
gold , silver , and lead , whereof who chooses his
meaning chooses you , will no doubt never be
chosen by any rightly but one who you shall rightly
love . But what warmth is there in your affection
towards any of these princely suitors that are already
come ?
namest them , I will describe them , and according
to my description level at my affection .
talk of his horse , and he makes it a great appropriation
to his own good parts that he can shoe him
himself . I am much afeard my lady his mother
played false with a smith .
‘An you will not have me , choose .’ He hears
[23] ACT 1. SC. 2 merry tales and smiles not . I fear he will prove the
weeping philosopher when he grows old , being so
full of unmannerly sadness in his youth . I had
rather be married to a death’s-head with a bone in
his mouth than to either of these . God defend me
from these two !
Bon ?
a man . In truth , I know it is a sin to be a mocker ,
but he ! — why , he hath a horse better than the
Neapolitan’s , a better bad habit of frowning than
the Count Palatine . He is every man in no man . If a
throstle sing , he falls straight a-cap’ring . He will
fence with his own shadow . If I should marry him , I
should marry twenty husbands ! If he would despise
me , I would forgive him , for if he love me to
madness , I shall never requite him .
baron of England ?
not me , nor I him . He hath neither Latin ,
French , nor Italian ; and you will come into the
court and swear that I have a poor pennyworth in
the English . He is a proper man’s picture , but alas ,
who can converse with a dumb show ? How oddly
he is suited ! I think he bought his doublet in Italy ,
his round hose in France , his bonnet in Germany ,
and his behavior everywhere .
neighbor ?
he borrowed a box of the ear of the Englishman ,
and swore he would pay him again when he was
able . I think the Frenchman became his surety and
sealed under for another .
[25]ACT 1. SC. 2
Saxony’s nephew ?
and most vilely in the afternoon , when he is drunk .
When he is best he is a little worse than a man , and
when he is worst he is little better than a beast . An
the worst fall that ever fell , I hope I shall make shift
to go without him .
right casket , you should refuse to perform your
father’s will if you should refuse to accept him .
a deep glass of Rhenish wine on the contrary
casket , for if the devil be within and that temptation
without , I know he will choose it . I will do
anything , Nerissa , ere I will be married to a sponge .
these lords . They have acquainted me with their
determinations , which is indeed to return to their
home and to trouble you with no more suit , unless
you may be won by some other sort than your
father’s imposition depending on the caskets .
chaste as Diana unless I be obtained by the manner
of my father’s will . I am glad this parcel of wooers
are so reasonable , for there is not one among them
but I dote on his very absence . And I pray God
grant them a fair departure !
time , a Venetian , a scholar and a soldier , that came
hither in company of the Marquess of Montferrat ?
called .
foolish eyes looked upon , was the best deserving a
fair lady .
[27]ACT 1. SC. 3
worthy of thy praise .
How now , what news ?
to take their leave . And there is a forerunner come
from a fifth , the Prince of Morocco , who brings
word the Prince his master will be here tonight .
heart as I can bid the other four farewell , I should
be glad of his approach . If he have the condition of
a saint and the complexion of a devil , I had rather
he should shrive me than wive me .
Come , Nerissa .
Whiles we shut the gate upon one wooer , another
knocks at the door .
Scene 3
be bound .
Shall I know your answer ?
and Antonio bound .
contrary ?
[29]ACT 1. SC. 3
is a good man is to have you understand me that he
is sufficient . Yet his means are in supposition : he
hath an argosy bound to Tripolis , another to the
Indies . I understand , moreover , upon the Rialto ,
he hath a third at Mexico , a fourth for England , and
other ventures he hath squandered abroad . But
ships are but boards , sailors but men ; there be land
rats and water rats , water thieves and land
thieves — I mean pirates — and then there is the
peril of waters , winds , and rocks . The man is ,
notwithstanding , sufficient . Three thousand ducats .
I think I may take his bond .
assured , I will bethink me . May I speak with
Antonio ?
which your prophet the Nazarite conjured the
devil into ! I will buy with you , sell with you , talk
with you , walk with you , and so following ; but I
will not eat with you , drink with you , nor pray with
you . — What news on the Rialto ? — Who is he comes
here ?
I hate him for he is a Christian ,
But more for that in low simplicity
He lends out money gratis and brings down
The rate of usance here with us in Venice .
If I can catch him once upon the hip ,
I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him .
[31] ACT 1. SC. 3 He hates our sacred nation , and he rails ,
Even there where merchants most do congregate ,
On me , my bargains , and my well-won thrift ,
Which he calls ‘interest .’ Cursèd be my tribe
If I forgive him !
And , by the near guess of my memory ,
I cannot instantly raise up the gross
Of full three thousand ducats . What of that ?
Tubal , a wealthy Hebrew of my tribe ,
Will furnish me . But soft , how many months
Do you desire ?
signior !
Your Worship was the last man in our mouths .
By taking nor by giving of excess ,
Yet , to supply the ripe wants of my friend ,
I’ll break a custom .
possessed
How much you would ?
ducats .
You told me so . —
Well then , your bond . And let me see — but hear
you :
Methoughts you said you neither lend nor borrow
Upon advantage .
This Jacob from our holy Abram was
[33] ACT 1. SC. 3 ( As his wise mother wrought in his behalf )
The third possessor ; ay , he was the third —
Directly ‘interest .’ Mark what Jacob did .
When Laban and himself were compromised
That all the eanlings which were streaked and pied
Should fall as Jacob’s hire , the ewes being rank
In end of autumn turnèd to the rams ,
And when the work of generation was
Between these woolly breeders in the act ,
The skillful shepherd pilled me certain wands ,
And in the doing of the deed of kind
He stuck them up before the fulsome ewes ,
Who then conceiving did in eaning time
Fall parti-colored lambs , and those were Jacob’s .
This was a way to thrive , and he was blest ;
And thrift is blessing if men steal it not .
A thing not in his power to bring to pass ,
But swayed and fashioned by the hand of heaven .
Was this inserted to make interest good ?
Or is your gold and silver ewes and rams ?
But note me , signior —
The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose !
An evil soul producing holy witness
Is like a villain with a smiling cheek ,
A goodly apple rotten at the heart .
O , what a goodly outside falsehood hath !
[35]ACT 1. SC. 3
Three months from twelve , then let me see , the
rate —
In the Rialto you have rated me
About my moneys and my usances .
Still have I borne it with a patient shrug
( For suff’rance is the badge of all our tribe ) .
You call me misbeliever , cutthroat dog ,
And spet upon my Jewish gaberdine ,
And all for use of that which is mine own .
Well then , it now appears you need my help .
Go to , then . You come to me and you say
‘Shylock , we would have moneys’ — you say so ,
You , that did void your rheum upon my beard ,
And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur
Over your threshold . Moneys is your suit .
What should I say to you ? Should I not say
‘Hath a dog money ? Is it possible
A cur can lend three thousand ducats ?’ Or
Shall I bend low , and in a bondman’s key ,
With bated breath and whisp’ring humbleness ,
Say this : ‘Fair sir , you spet on me on Wednesday
last ;
You spurned me such a day ; another time
You called me ‘dog’ ; and for these courtesies
I’ll lend you thus much moneys’ ?
To spet on thee again , to spurn thee , too .
If thou wilt lend this money , lend it not
As to thy friends , for when did friendship take
[37] ACT 1. SC. 3 A breed for barren metal of his friend ?
But lend it rather to thine enemy ,
Who , if he break , thou mayst with better face
Exact the penalty .
I would be friends with you and have your love ,
Forget the shames that you have stained me with ,
Supply your present wants , and take no doit
Of usance for my moneys , and you’ll not hear me !
This is kind I offer .
Go with me to a notary , seal me there
Your single bond ; and in a merry sport ,
If you repay me not on such a day ,
In such a place , such sum or sums as are
Expressed in the condition , let the forfeit
Be nominated for an equal pound
Of your fair flesh , to be cut off and taken
In what part of your body pleaseth me .
And say there is much kindness in the Jew .
I’ll rather dwell in my necessity .
Within these two months — that’s a month before
This bond expires — I do expect return
Of thrice three times the value of this bond .
Whose own hard dealings teaches them suspect
The thoughts of others ! Pray you tell me this :
If he should break his day , what should I gain
[39] ACT 1. SC. 3 By the exaction of the forfeiture ?
A pound of man’s flesh taken from a man
Is not so estimable , profitable neither ,
As flesh of muttons , beefs , or goats . I say ,
To buy his favor I extend this friendship .
If he will take it , so . If not , adieu ;
And for my love I pray you wrong me not .
Give him direction for this merry bond ,
And I will go and purse the ducats straight ,
See to my house left in the fearful guard
Of an unthrifty knave , and presently
I’ll be with you .
The Hebrew will turn Christian ; he grows kind .
My ships come home a month before the day .
[43]
ACT 2
Scene 1
white , and three or four followers accordingly , with
Portia , Nerissa , and their train .
The shadowed livery of the burnished sun ,
To whom I am a neighbor and near bred .
Bring me the fairest creature northward born ,
Where Phoebus’ fire scarce thaws the icicles ,
And let us make incision for your love
To prove whose blood is reddest , his or mine .
I tell thee , lady , this aspect of mine
Hath feared the valiant ; by my love I swear
The best regarded virgins of our clime
Have loved it too . I would not change this hue
Except to steal your thoughts , my gentle queen .
By nice direction of a maiden’s eyes ;
Besides , the lott’ry of my destiny
Bars me the right of voluntary choosing .
But if my father had not scanted me
And hedged me by his wit to yield myself
His wife who wins me by that means I told you ,
[45] ACT 2. SC. 1 Yourself , renownèd prince , then stood as fair
As any comer I have looked on yet
For my affection .
Therefore I pray you lead me to the caskets
To try my fortune . By this scimitar
That slew the Sophy and a Persian prince ,
That won three fields of Sultan Solyman ,
I would o’erstare the sternest eyes that look ,
Outbrave the heart most daring on the Earth ,
Pluck the young sucking cubs from the she-bear ,
Yea , mock the lion when he roars for prey ,
To win thee , lady . But , alas the while !
If Hercules and Lychas play at dice
Which is the better man , the greater throw
May turn by fortune from the weaker hand ;
So is Alcides beaten by his page ,
And so may I , blind Fortune leading me ,
Miss that which one unworthier may attain ,
And die with grieving .
And either not attempt to choose at all
Or swear before you choose , if you choose wrong
Never to speak to lady afterward
In way of marriage . Therefore be advised .
Your hazard shall be made .
To make me blest — or cursed’st among men !
[47]ACT 2. SC. 2
Scene 2
run from this Jew my master . The fiend is at mine
elbow and tempts me , saying to me ‘Gobbo ,
Lancelet Gobbo , good Lancelet ,’ or ‘good Gobbo ,’
or ‘good Lancelet Gobbo , use your legs , take
the start , run away .’ My conscience says ‘No . Take
heed , honest Lancelet , take heed , honest Gobbo ,’
or , as aforesaid , ‘honest Lancelet Gobbo , do not
run ; scorn running with thy heels .’ Well , the most
courageous fiend bids me pack . ‘Fia !’ says the
fiend . ‘Away !’ says the fiend . ‘For the heavens ,
rouse up a brave mind ,’ says the fiend , ‘and run !’
Well , my conscience , hanging about the neck of my
heart , says very wisely to me ‘My honest friend
Lancelet , being an honest man’s son’ — or rather ,
an honest woman’s son , for indeed my father did
something smack , something grow to — he had a
kind of taste — well , my conscience says ‘Lancelet ,
budge not .’ ‘Budge ,’ says the fiend . ‘Budge not ,’
says my conscience . ‘Conscience ,’ say I , ‘you
counsel well .’ ‘Fiend ,’ say I , ‘you counsel well .’
To be ruled by my conscience , I should stay with the
Jew my master , who ( God bless the mark ) is a kind
of devil ; and to run away from the Jew , I should be
ruled by the fiend , who ( saving your reverence ) is
the devil himself . Certainly the Jew is the very devil
incarnation , and , in my conscience , my conscience
is but a kind of hard conscience to offer to counsel
me to stay with the Jew . The fiend gives the more
friendly counsel . I will run , fiend . My heels are at
your commandment . I will run .
[49]ACT 2. SC. 2
the way to Master Jew’s ?
father , who being more than sandblind , high gravelblind ,
knows me not . I will try confusions with him .
the way to Master Jew’s ?
turning , but at the next turning of all on your left ;
marry , at the very next turning , turn of no hand ,
but turn down indirectly to the Jew’s house .
Can you tell me whether one Lancelet , that dwells
with him , dwell with him or no ?
Mark me now , now will I raise the waters . — Talk
you of young Master Lancelet ?
father , though I say ’t , is an honest exceeding poor
man and , God be thanked , well to live .
of young Master Lancelet .
you , talk you of young Master Lancelet ?
Lancelet , father , for the young gentleman , according
to Fates and Destinies , and such odd sayings , the
Sisters Three , and such branches of learning , is
indeed deceased , or , as you would say in plain
terms , gone to heaven .
of my age , my very prop .
a staff or a prop ? — Do you know me , father ?
[51]ACT 2. SC. 2
But I pray you tell me , is my boy , God rest his
soul , alive or dead ?
fail of the knowing me . It is a wise father that
knows his own child . Well , old man , I will tell you
news of your son . He kneels . Give me your blessing .
Truth will come to light , murder cannot be hid
long — a man’s son may , but in the end , truth will
out .
Lancelet my boy .
it , but give me your blessing . I am Lancelet , your
boy that was , your son that is , your child that shall
be .
am Lancelet , the Jew’s man , and I am sure Margery
your wife is my mother .
thou be Lancelet , thou art mine own flesh and
blood . Lord worshiped might He be , what a beard
hast thou got ! Thou hast got more hair on thy chin
than Dobbin my fill-horse has on his tail .
Dobbin’s tail grows backward . I am sure he had
more hair of his tail than I have of my face when I
last saw him .
and thy master agree ? I have brought him a present .
How ’gree you now ?
set up my rest to run away , so I will not rest till I
[53] ACT 2. SC. 2 have run some ground . My master’s a very Jew .
Give him a present ! Give him a halter . I am
famished in his service . You may tell every finger I
have with my ribs . Father , I am glad you are come !
Give me your present to one Master Bassanio , who
indeed gives rare new liveries . If I serve not him , I
will run as far as God has any ground . O rare
fortune , here comes the man ! To him , father , for I
am a Jew if I serve the Jew any longer .
so hasted that supper be ready at the farthest by five
of the clock . See these letters delivered , put the
liveries to making , and desire Gratiano to come
anon to my lodging .
that would , sir , as my father shall specify —
to serve —
Jew , and have a desire , as my father shall specify —
reverence ) are scarce cater-cousins —
having done me wrong , doth cause me , as my
father being , I hope , an old man , shall frutify unto
you —
upon your Worship , and my suit is —
myself , as your Worship shall know by this honest
[55] ACT 2. SC. 2 old man , and though I say it , though old man yet
poor man , my father —
Shylock thy master spoke with me this day ,
And hath preferred thee , if it be preferment
To leave a rich Jew’s service , to become
The follower of so poor a gentleman .
my master Shylock and you , sir : you have ‘the
grace of God ,’ sir , and he hath ‘enough .’
Take leave of thy old master , and inquire
My lodging out .
More guarded than his fellows’ . See it done .
ne’er a tongue in my head ! Well , studying his palm
if any man in Italy have a fairer table which doth
offer to swear upon a book — I shall have good
fortune , go to ! Here’s a simple line of life . Here’s a
small trifle of wives — alas , fifteen wives is nothing ;
eleven widows and nine maids is a simple coming-in
for one man — and then to ’scape drowning
thrice , and to be in peril of my life with the edge of a
featherbed ! Here are simple ’scapes . Well , if Fortune
be a woman , she’s a good wench for this gear .
Father , come . I’ll take my leave of the Jew in the
twinkling .
[57] ACT 2. SC. 2 These things being bought and orderly bestowed ,
Return in haste , for I do feast tonight
My best esteemed acquaintance . Hie thee , go .
to Belmont .
Thou art too wild , too rude and bold of voice —
Parts that become thee happily enough ,
And in such eyes as ours appear not faults .
But where thou art not known — why , there they
show
Something too liberal . Pray thee take pain
To allay with some cold drops of modesty
Thy skipping spirit , lest through thy wild behavior
I be misconstered in the place I go to ,
And lose my hopes .
If I do not put on a sober habit ,
Talk with respect , and swear but now and then ,
Wear prayer books in my pocket , look demurely ,
Nay more , while grace is saying , hood mine eyes
Thus with my hat , and sigh and say ‘amen ,’
Use all the observance of civility
Like one well studied in a sad ostent
To please his grandam , never trust me more .
[59]ACT 2. SC. 3
By what we do tonight .
I would entreat you rather to put on
Your boldest suit of mirth , for we have friends
That purpose merriment . But fare you well .
I have some business .
But we will visit you at supper time .
Scene 3
Our house is hell and thou , a merry devil ,
Didst rob it of some taste of tediousness .
But fare thee well . There is a ducat for thee ,
And , Lancelet , soon at supper shalt thou see
Lorenzo , who is thy new master’s guest .
Give him this letter , do it secretly ,
And so farewell . I would not have my father
See me in talk with thee .
pagan , most sweet Jew . If a Christian do not
play the knave and get thee , I am much deceived .
But adieu . These foolish drops do something drown
my manly spirit . Adieu .
[61] ACT 2. SC. 4 Alack , what heinous sin is it in me
To be ashamed to be my father’s child ?
But though I am a daughter to his blood ,
I am not to his manners . O Lorenzo ,
If thou keep promise , I shall end this strife ,
Become a Christian and thy loving wife .
Scene 4
Disguise us at my lodging , and return
All in an hour .
And better in my mind not undertook .
To furnish us .
Friend Lancelet , what’s the news ?
shall seem to signify .
And whiter than the paper it writ on
Is the fair hand that writ .
[63]ACT 2. SC. 4
sup tonight with my new master the Christian .
Jessica
I will not fail her . Speak it privately .
Go , gentlemen ,
Will you prepare you for this masque tonight ?
I am provided of a torchbearer .
At Gratiano’s lodging some hour hence .
How I shall take her from her father’s house ,
What gold and jewels she is furnished with ,
What page’s suit she hath in readiness .
If e’er the Jew her father come to heaven ,
It will be for his gentle daughter’s sake ;
And never dare misfortune cross her foot
Unless she do it under this excuse ,
That she is issue to a faithless Jew .
Come , go with me . Peruse this as thou goest ;
Fair Jessica shall be my torchbearer .
[65]ACT 2. SC. 5
Scene 5
his man that was , the Clown .
The difference of old Shylock and Bassanio . —
What , Jessica ! — Thou shalt not gormandize
As thou hast done with me — what , Jessica ! —
And sleep , and snore , and rend apparel out . —
Why , Jessica , I say !
do nothing without bidding .
There are my keys . — But wherefore should I go ?
I am not bid for love . They flatter me .
But yet I’ll go in hate , to feed upon
The prodigal Christian . — Jessica , my girl ,
Look to my house . — I am right loath to go .
There is some ill a-brewing towards my rest ,
For I did dream of money bags tonight .
doth expect your reproach .
not say you shall see a masque , but if you do , then it
was not for nothing that my nose fell a-bleeding on
Black Monday last , at six o’clock i’ th’ morning ,
falling out that year on Ash Wednesday was four
year in th’ afternoon .
[67]ACT 2. SC. 5
Lock up my doors , and when you hear the drum
And the vile squealing of the wry-necked fife ,
Clamber not you up to the casements then ,
Nor thrust your head into the public street
To gaze on Christian fools with varnished faces ,
But stop my house’s ears ( I mean my casements ) .
Let not the sound of shallow fopp’ry enter
My sober house . By Jacob’s staff I swear
I have no mind of feasting forth tonight .
But I will go . — Go you before me , sirrah .
Say I will come .
look out at window for all this .
There will come a Christian by
Will be worth a Jewess’ eye .
Snail-slow in profit , and he sleeps by day
More than the wildcat . Drones hive not with me ,
Therefore I part with him , and part with him
To one that I would have him help to waste
His borrowed purse . Well , Jessica , go in .
Perhaps I will return immediately .
Do as I bid you . Shut doors after you .
Fast bind , fast find —
A proverb never stale in thrifty mind .
I have a father , you a daughter , lost .
[69]ACT 2. SC. 6
Scene 6
Desired us to make stand .
For lovers ever run before the clock .
To seal love’s bonds new-made than they are wont
To keep obligèd faith unforfeited .
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 chasèd than enjoyed .
How like a younger or a prodigal
The scarfèd bark puts from her native bay ,
Hugged and embracèd by the strumpet wind ;
How like the prodigal doth she return
With overweathered ribs and raggèd sails ,
Lean , rent , and beggared by the strumpet wind !
Not I but my affairs have made you wait .
When you shall please to play the thieves for wives ,
I’ll watch as long for you then . Approach .
Here dwells my father Jew . — Ho ! Who’s within ?
[71]ACT 2. SC. 6
Albeit I’ll swear that I do know your tongue .
For who love I so much ? And now who knows
But you , Lorenzo , whether I am yours ?
I am glad ’tis night , you do not look on me ,
For I am much ashamed of my exchange .
But love is blind , and lovers cannot see
The pretty follies that themselves commit ,
For if they could , Cupid himself would blush
To see me thus transformèd to a boy .
They in themselves , good sooth , are too too light .
Why , ’tis an office of discovery , love ,
And I should be obscured .
Even in the lovely garnish of a boy .
But come at once ,
For the close night doth play the runaway ,
And we are stayed for at Bassanio’s feast .
With some more ducats , and be with you straight .
[73]ACT 2. SC. 7
For she is wise , if I can judge of her ,
And fair she is , if that mine eyes be true ,
And true she is , as she hath proved herself .
And therefore , like herself , wise , fair , and true ,
Shall she be placèd in my constant soul .
What , art thou come ? On , gentleman , away !
Our masquing mates by this time for us stay .
’Tis nine o’clock ! Our friends all stay for you .
No masque tonight ; the wind is come about ;
Bassanio presently will go aboard .
I have sent twenty out to seek for you .
Than to be under sail and gone tonight .
Scene 7
their trains .
[75] ACT 2. SC. 7 The several caskets to this noble prince .
Now make your choice .
‘Who chooseth me shall gain what many men
desire’ ;
The second , silver , which this promise carries ,
‘Who chooseth me shall get as much as he
deserves’ ;
This third , dull lead , with warning all as blunt ,
‘Who chooseth me must give and hazard all he
hath .’
How shall I know if I do choose the right ?
If you choose that , then I am yours withal .
I will survey th’ inscriptions back again .
What says this leaden casket ?
‘Who chooseth me must give and hazard all he
hath .’
Must give — for what ? For lead ? Hazard for lead ?
This casket threatens . Men that hazard all
Do it in hope of fair advantages .
A golden mind stoops not to shows of dross .
I’ll then nor give nor hazard aught for lead .
What says the silver with her virgin hue ?
‘Who chooseth me shall get as much as he
deserves .’
As much as he deserves — pause there , Morocco ,
And weigh thy value with an even hand .
If thou beest rated by thy estimation ,
Thou dost deserve enough ; and yet enough
May not extend so far as to the lady .
[77] ACT 2. SC. 7 And yet to be afeard of my deserving
Were but a weak disabling of myself .
As much as I deserve — why , that’s the lady !
I do in birth deserve her , and in fortunes ,
In graces , and in qualities of breeding ,
But more than these , in love I do deserve .
What if I strayed no farther , but chose here ?
Let’s see once more this saying graved in gold :
‘Who chooseth me shall gain what many men
desire .’
Why , that’s the lady ! All the world desires her .
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 throughfares now
For princes to come view fair Portia .
The watery kingdom , whose ambitious head
Spets in the face of heaven , is no bar
To stop the foreign spirits , but they come
As o’er a brook to see fair Portia .
One of these three contains her heavenly picture .
Is ’t like that lead contains her ? ’Twere damnation
To think so base a thought . It were too gross
To rib her cerecloth in the obscure grave .
Or shall I think in silver she’s immured ,
Being ten times undervalued to tried gold ?
O , sinful thought ! Never so rich a gem
Was set in worse than gold . They have in England
A coin that bears the figure of an angel
Stamped in gold , but that’s insculped upon ;
But here an angel in a golden bed
Lies all within . — Deliver me the key .
Here do I choose , and thrive I as I may .
my form lie there ,
Then I am yours .
A carrion death within whose empty eye
There is a written scroll . I’ll read the writing :
All that glisters is not gold —
Often have you heard that told .
Many a man his life hath sold
But my outside to behold .
Gilded tombs do worms infold .
Had you been as wise as bold ,
Young in limbs , in judgment old ,
Your answer had not been enscrolled .
Fare you well , your suit is cold .
Cold indeed and labor lost !
Then , farewell , heat , and welcome , frost .
Portia , adieu . I have too grieved a heart
To take a tedious leave . Thus losers part .
Let all of his complexion choose me so .
Scene 8
With him is Gratiano gone along ;
And in their ship I am sure Lorenzo is not .
Who went with him to search Bassanio’s ship .
[81] ACT 2. SC. 8 But there the Duke was given to understand
That in a gondola were seen together
Lorenzo and his amorous Jessica .
Besides , Antonio certified the Duke
They were not with Bassanio in his ship .
So strange , outrageous , and so variable
As the dog Jew did utter in the streets .
‘My daughter , O my ducats , O my daughter !
Fled with a Christian ! O my Christian ducats !
Justice , the law , my ducats , and my daughter ,
A sealèd bag , two sealèd bags of ducats ,
Of double ducats , stol’n from me by my daughter ,
And jewels — two stones , two rich and precious
stones —
Stol’n by my daughter ! Justice ! Find the girl !
She hath the stones upon her , and the ducats .’
Crying ‘His stones , his daughter , and his ducats .’
Or he shall pay for this .
I reasoned with a Frenchman yesterday
Who told me , in the Narrow Seas that part
The French and English , there miscarrièd
A vessel of our country richly fraught .
I thought upon Antonio when he told me ,
And wished in silence that it were not his .
Yet do not suddenly , for it may grieve him .
[83] ACT 2. SC. 9 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 Jew’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 ostents 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 .
I pray thee , let us go and find him out
And quicken his embracèd heaviness
With some delight or other .
Scene 9
The Prince of Arragon hath ta’en his oath
And comes to his election presently .
If you choose that wherein I am contained ,
Straight shall our nuptial rites be solemnized .
[85] ACT 2. SC. 9 But if you fail , without more speech , my lord ,
You must be gone from hence immediately .
First , never to unfold to anyone
Which casket ’twas I chose ; next , if I fail
Of the right casket , never in my life
To woo a maid in way of marriage ;
Lastly , if I do fail in fortune of my choice ,
Immediately to leave you , and be gone .
That comes to hazard for my worthless self .
To my heart’s hope ! Gold , silver , and base lead .
‘Who chooseth me must give and hazard all he
hath .’
You shall look fairer ere I give or hazard .
What says the golden chest ? Ha , let me see :
‘Who chooseth me shall gain what many men
desire .’
What many men desire — that ‘many’ may be
meant
By the fool multitude that choose by show ,
Not learning more than the fond eye doth teach ,
Which pries not to th’ interior , but like the martlet
Builds in the weather on the outward wall ,
Even in the force and road of casualty .
I will not choose what many men desire ,
Because I will not jump with common spirits
And rank me with the barbarous multitudes .
Why , then , to thee , thou silver treasure house .
Tell me once more what title thou dost bear .
‘Who chooseth me shall get as much as he
deserves .’
[87] ACT 2. SC. 9 And well said , too ; for who shall go about
To cozen fortune and be honorable
Without the stamp of merit ? Let none presume
To wear an undeservèd dignity .
O , that estates , degrees , and offices
Were not derived corruptly , and that clear honor
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 gleaned
From the true seed of honor ? And how much honor
Picked from the chaff and ruin of the times ,
To be new varnished ? Well , but to my choice .
‘Who chooseth me shall get as much as he
deserves .’
I will assume desert . Give me a key for this ,
And instantly unlock my fortunes here .
Presenting me a schedule ! I will read it . —
How much unlike art thou to Portia !
How much unlike my hopes and my deservings .
‘Who chooseth me shall have as much as he
deserves’ ?
Did I deserve no more than a fool’s head ?
Is that my prize ? Are my deserts no better ?
And of opposèd natures .
[89] ACT 2. SC. 9
The fire seven times tried this ;
Seven times tried that judgment is
That did never choose amiss .
Some there be that shadows kiss ;
Such have but a shadow’s bliss .
There be fools alive , iwis ,
Silvered o’er — and so was this .
Take what wife you will to bed ,
I will ever be your head .
So begone ; you are sped .
Still more fool I shall appear
By the time I linger here .
With one fool’s head I came to woo ,
But I go away with two .
Sweet , adieu . I’ll keep my oath ,
Patiently to bear my wroth .
O , these deliberate fools , when they do choose ,
They have the wisdom by their wit to lose .
Hanging and wiving goes by destiny .
lord ?
A young Venetian , one that comes before
To signify th’ approaching of his lord ,
From whom he bringeth sensible regreets ;
To wit ( besides commends and courteous breath ) ,
Gifts of rich value ; yet I have not seen
[91] ACT 2. SC. 9 So likely an ambassador of love .
A day in April never came so sweet ,
To show how costly summer was at hand ,
As this fore-spurrer comes before his lord .
Thou wilt say anon he is some kin to thee ,
Thou spend’st such high-day wit in praising him !
Come , come , Nerissa , for I long to see
Quick Cupid’s post that comes so mannerly .
[95]
ACT 3
Scene 1
hath a ship of rich lading wracked on the
Narrow Seas — the Goodwins , I think they call the
place — a very dangerous flat , and fatal , where the
carcasses of many a tall ship lie buried , as they say ,
if my gossip Report be an honest woman of her
word .
ever knapped ginger or made her neighbors believe
she wept for the death of a third husband . But
it is true , without any slips of prolixity or crossing
the plain highway of talk , that the good Antonio ,
the honest Antonio — O , that I had a title good
enough to keep his name company ! —
hath lost a ship .
cross my prayer , for here he comes in the likeness
of a Jew .
[97] ACT 3. SC. 1 How now , Shylock , what news among the
merchants ?
of my daughter’s flight .
that made the wings she flew withal .
was fledge , and then it is the complexion of them
all to leave the dam .
years ?
and hers than between jet and ivory , more between
your bloods than there is between red wine and
Rhenish . But tell us , do you hear whether Antonio
have had any loss at sea or no ?
a prodigal , who dare scarce show his head on
the Rialto , a beggar that was used to come so smug
upon the mart ! Let him look to his bond . He was
wont to call me usurer ; let him look to his bond . He
was wont to lend money for a Christian cur’sy ; let
him look to his bond .
take his flesh ! What’s that good for ?
it will feed my revenge . He hath disgraced me and
hindered me 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 ,
[99] ACT 3. SC. 1 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 you 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 villainy you teach me I
will execute , and it shall go hard but I will better the
instruction .
house and desires to speak with you both .
cannot be matched unless the devil himself turn
Jew .
Hast thou found my daughter ?
cannot find her .
gone cost me two thousand ducats in Frankfurt !
The curse 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 she were hearsed at my foot and the
[101] ACT 3. SC. 1 ducats in her coffin . No news of them ? Why so ? And
I know not what’s spent in the search ! Why , thou
loss upon loss ! The thief gone with so much , and so
much to find the thief , and no satisfaction , no
revenge , nor no ill luck stirring but what lights a’ my
shoulders , no sighs but a’ my breathing , no tears but
a’ my shedding .
heard in Genoa —
Tripolis .
the wrack .
news ! Ha , ha , heard in Genoa —
night fourscore ducats .
see my gold again . Fourscore ducats at a sitting ,
fourscore ducats !
company to Venice that swear he cannot choose
but break .
torture him . I am glad of it .
your daughter for a monkey .
was my turquoise ! I had it of Leah when I was a
bachelor . I would not have given it for a wilderness
of monkeys .
fee me an officer . Bespeak him a fortnight before . I
[103] ACT 3. SC. 2 will have the heart of him if he forfeit , for were he
out of Venice I can make what merchandise I will .
Go , Tubal , and meet me at our synagogue . Go , good
Tubal , at our synagogue , Tubal .
Scene 2
Nerissa .
Before you hazard , for in choosing wrong
I lose your company ; therefore forbear a while .
There’s something tells me ( but it is not love )
I would not lose you , and you know yourself
Hate counsels not in such a quality .
But lest you should not understand me well
( And yet a maiden hath no tongue but thought )
I would detain you here some month or two
Before you venture for me . I could teach you
How to choose right , but then I am forsworn .
So will I never be . So may you miss me .
But if you do , you’ll make me wish a sin ,
That I had been forsworn . Beshrew your eyes ,
They have o’erlooked me and divided me .
One half of me is yours , the other half yours —
Mine own , I would say — but if mine , then yours ,
And so all yours . O , these naughty times
Puts bars between the owners and their rights !
And so though yours , not yours . Prove it so ,
Let Fortune go to hell for it , not I .
I speak too long , but ’tis to peize the time ,
To eche it , and to draw it out in length ,
To stay you from election .
[105]ACT 3. SC. 2
For as I am , I live upon the rack .
What treason there is mingled with your love .
Which makes me fear th’ enjoying of my love .
There may as well be amity and life
’Tween snow and fire , as treason and my love .
Where men enforcèd do speak anything .
Had been the very sum of my confession .
O happy torment , when my torturer
Doth teach me answers for deliverance !
But let me to my fortune and the caskets .
If you do love me , you will find me out . —
Nerissa and the rest , stand all aloof .
Let music sound while he doth make his choice .
Then if he lose he makes a swanlike end ,
Fading in music . That the comparison
May stand more proper , my eye shall be the stream
And wat’ry deathbed for him . He may win ,
And what is music then ? Then music is
Even as the flourish when true subjects bow
To a new-crownèd monarch . Such it is
As are those dulcet sounds in break of day
That creep into the dreaming bridegroom’s ear
And summon him to marriage . Now he goes ,
[107] ACT 3. SC. 2 With no less presence but with much more love
Than young Alcides when he did redeem
The virgin tribute paid by howling Troy
To the sea-monster . I stand for sacrifice ;
The rest aloof are the Dardanian wives ,
With blearèd visages , come forth to view
The issue of th’ exploit . Go , Hercules !
Live thou , I live . With much much more dismay
I view the fight than thou that mak’st the fray .
the caskets to himself .
Or in the heart , or in the head ?
How begot , how nourishèd ?
Reply , reply .
It is engendered in the eye ,
With gazing fed , and fancy dies
In the cradle where it lies .
Let us all ring fancy’s knell .
I’ll begin it . — Ding , dong , bell .
The world is still deceived with ornament .
In law , what plea so tainted and corrupt
But , being seasoned with a gracious voice ,
Obscures the show of evil ? In religion ,
What damnèd 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 ,
[109] ACT 3. SC. 2 Who inward searched have livers white as milk ,
And these assume but valor’s excrement
To render them redoubted . Look on beauty ,
And you shall see ’tis purchased by the weight ,
Which therein works a miracle in nature ,
Making them lightest that wear most of it .
So are those crispèd snaky golden locks ,
Which maketh such wanton gambols with the wind
Upon supposèd fairness , often known
To be the dowry of a second head ,
The skull that bred them in the sepulcher .
Thus ornament is but the guilèd shore
To a most dangerous sea , the beauteous scarf
Veiling an Indian beauty ; in a word ,
The seeming truth which cunning times put on
To entrap the wisest . Therefore , then , thou gaudy
gold ,
Hard food for Midas , I will none of thee .
Nor none of thee , thou pale and common drudge
’Tween man and man . But thou , thou meager lead ,
Which rather threaten’st than dost promise aught ,
Thy paleness moves me more than eloquence ,
And here choose I . Joy be the consequence !
As doubtful thoughts and rash embraced despair ,
And shudd’ring fear , and green-eyed jealousy !
O love , be moderate , allay thy ecstasy ,
In measure rain thy joy , scant this excess !
I feel too much thy blessing . Make it less ,
For fear I surfeit .
Fair Portia’s counterfeit ! What demigod
Hath come so near creation ? Move these eyes ?
[111] ACT 3. SC. 2 Or whether , riding on the balls of mine ,
Seem they in motion ? Here are severed lips
Parted with sugar breath ; so sweet a bar
Should sunder such sweet friends . Here in her hairs
The painter plays the spider , and hath woven
A golden mesh t’ entrap the hearts of men
Faster than gnats in cobwebs . But her eyes !
How could he see to do them ? Having made one ,
Methinks it should have power to steal both his
And leave itself unfurnished . Yet look how far
The substance of my praise doth wrong this shadow
In underprizing it , so far this shadow
Doth limp behind the substance . Here’s the scroll ,
The continent and summary of my fortune .
You that choose not by the view
Chance as fair and choose as true .
Since this fortune falls to you ,
Be content and seek no new .
If you be well pleased with this
And hold your fortune for your bliss ,
Turn you where your lady is ,
And claim her with a loving kiss .
A gentle scroll ! Fair lady , by your leave ,
I come by note to give and to receive .
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
Whether those peals of praise be his or no ,
So , thrice-fair lady , stand I even so ,
As doubtful whether what I see be true ,
Until confirmed , signed , ratified by you .
Such as I am . Though for myself alone
[113] ACT 3. SC. 2 I would not be ambitious in my wish
To wish myself much better , yet for you
I would be trebled twenty times myself ,
A thousand times more fair , ten thousand times
More rich , that only to stand high in your account
I might in virtues , beauties , livings , friends ,
Exceed account . But the full sum of me
Is sum of something , which , to term in gross ,
Is an unlessoned girl , unschooled , unpracticed ;
Happy in this , she is not yet so old
But she may learn ; happier than this ,
She is not bred so dull but she can learn ;
Happiest of all , is that her gentle spirit
Commits itself to yours to be directed
As from her lord , her governor , her king .
Myself , and what is mine , to you and yours
Is now converted . But now I was the lord
Of this fair mansion , master of my servants ,
Queen o’er myself ; and even now , but now ,
This house , these servants , and this same myself
Are yours , my lord’s . I give them with this ring ,
Which , when you part from , lose , or give away ,
Let it presage the ruin of your love ,
And be my vantage to exclaim on you .
Only my blood speaks to you in my veins ,
And there is such confusion in my powers
As after some oration fairly spoke
By a belovèd prince there doth appear
Among the buzzing pleasèd multitude ,
Where every something being blent together
Turns to a wild of nothing , save of joy
Expressed and not expressed . But when this ring
Parts from this finger , then parts life from hence .
O , then be bold to say Bassanio’s dead !
[115]ACT 3. SC. 2
That have stood by and seen our wishes prosper ,
To cry ‘Good joy , good joy , my lord and lady !’
I wish you all the joy that you can wish ,
For I am sure you can wish none from me .
And when your honors mean to solemnize
The bargain of your faith , I do beseech you
Even at that time I may be married too .
My eyes , my lord , can look as swift as yours :
You saw the mistress , I beheld the maid .
You loved , I loved ; for intermission
No more pertains to me , my lord , than you .
Your fortune stood upon the caskets there ,
And so did mine , too , as the matter falls .
For wooing here until I sweat again ,
And swearing till my very roof was dry
With oaths of love , at last ( if promise last )
I got a promise of this fair one here
To have her love , provided that your fortune
Achieved her mistress .
thousand ducats .
[117]ACT 3. SC. 2
stake down .
from Venice .
But who comes here ? Lorenzo and his infidel ?
What , and my old Venetian friend Salerio ?
If that the youth of my new int’rest here
Have power to bid you welcome .
your leave ,
I bid my very friends and countrymen ,
Sweet Portia , welcome .
My purpose was not to have seen you here ,
But meeting with Salerio by the way ,
He did entreat me past all saying nay
To come with him along .
And I have reason for it .
Signior Antonio
Commends him to you .
I pray you tell me how my good friend doth .
Nor well , unless in mind . His letter there
Will show you his estate .
Your hand , Salerio . What’s the news from Venice ?
[119] ACT 3. SC. 2 How doth that royal merchant , good Antonio ?
I know he will be glad of our success .
We are the Jasons , we have won the Fleece .
paper
That steals the color from Bassanio’s cheek .
Some dear friend dead , else nothing in the world
Could turn so much the constitution
Of any constant man . What , worse and worse ? —
With leave , Bassanio , I am half yourself ,
And I must freely have the half of anything
That this same paper brings you .
Here are a few of the unpleasant’st words
That ever blotted paper . Gentle lady ,
When I did first impart my love to you ,
I freely told you all the wealth I had
Ran in my veins : I was a gentleman .
And then I told you true ; and yet , dear lady ,
Rating myself at nothing , you shall see
How much I was a braggart . When I told you
My state was nothing , I should then have told you
That I was worse than nothing ; for indeed
I have engaged myself to a dear friend ,
Engaged my friend to his mere enemy
To feed my means . Here is a letter , lady ,
The paper as the body of my friend ,
And every word in it a gaping wound
Issuing life blood . — But is it true , Salerio ?
Hath all his ventures failed ? What , not one hit ?
From Tripolis , from Mexico and England ,
From Lisbon , Barbary , and India ,
And not one vessel ’scape the dreadful touch
Of merchant-marring rocks ?
[121]ACT 3. SC. 2
Besides , it should appear that if he had
The present money to discharge the Jew ,
He would not take it . Never did I know
A creature that did bear the shape of man
So keen and greedy to confound a man .
He plies the Duke at morning and at night ,
And doth impeach the freedom of the state
If they deny him justice . Twenty merchants ,
The Duke himself , and the magnificoes
Of greatest port have all persuaded with him ,
But none can drive him from the envious plea
Of forfeiture , of justice , and his bond .
To Tubal and to Chus , his countrymen ,
That he would rather have Antonio’s flesh
Than twenty times the value of the sum
That he did owe him . And I know , my lord ,
If law , authority , and power deny not ,
It will go hard with poor Antonio .
The best conditioned and unwearied spirit
In doing courtesies , and one in whom
The ancient Roman honor more appears
Than any that draws breath in Italy .
Pay him six thousand and deface the bond .
Double six thousand and then treble that ,
Before a friend of this description
Shall lose a hair through Bassanio’s fault .
[123] ACT 3. SC. 3 First go with me to church and call me wife ,
And then away to Venice to your friend !
For never shall you lie by Portia’s side
With an unquiet soul . You shall have gold
To pay the petty debt twenty times over .
When it is paid , bring your true friend along .
My maid Nerissa and myself meantime
Will live as maids and widows . Come , away ,
For you shall hence upon your wedding day .
Bid your friends welcome , show a merry cheer ;
Since you are dear bought , I will love you dear .
But let me hear the letter of your friend .
Sweet Bassanio , my ships have all miscarried , my
creditors grow cruel , my estate is very low , my bond to
the Jew is forfeit , and since in paying it , it is impossible
I should live , all debts are cleared between you and I if
I might but see you at my death . Notwithstanding , use
your pleasure . If your love do not persuade you to
come , let not my letter .
I will make haste . But till I come again ,
No bed shall e’er be guilty of my stay ,
Nor rest be interposer ’twixt us twain .
Scene 3
and the Jailer .
[125] ACT 3. SC. 3 This is the fool that lent out money gratis .
Jailer , look to him .
I have sworn an oath that I will have my bond .
Thou call’dst me dog before thou hadst a cause ,
But since I am a dog , beware my fangs .
The Duke shall grant me justice . — I do wonder ,
Thou naughty jailer , that thou art so fond
To come abroad with him at his request .
I’ll have my bond , and therefore speak no more .
I’ll not be made a soft and dull-eyed fool ,
To shake the head , relent , and sigh , and yield
To Christian intercessors . Follow not !
I’ll have no speaking . I will have my bond .
That ever kept with men .
I’ll follow him no more with bootless prayers .
He seeks my life . His reason well I know :
I oft delivered from his forfeitures
Many that have at times made moan to me .
Therefore he hates me .
Will never grant this forfeiture to hold .
For the commodity that strangers have
With us in Venice , if it be denied ,
Will much impeach the justice of the state ,
Since that the trade and profit of the city
[127] ACT 3. SC. 4 Consisteth of all nations . Therefore go .
These griefs and losses have so bated me
That I shall hardly spare a pound of flesh
Tomorrow to my bloody creditor . —
Well , jailer , on . — Pray God Bassanio come
To see me pay his debt , and then I care not .
Scene 4
a man of Portia’s .
You have a noble and a true conceit
Of godlike amity , which appears most strongly
In bearing thus the absence of your lord .
But if you knew to whom you show this honor ,
How true a gentleman you send relief ,
How dear a lover of my lord your husband ,
I know you would be prouder of the work
Than customary bounty can enforce you .
Nor shall not now ; for in companions
That do converse and waste the time together ,
Whose souls do bear an equal yoke of love ,
There must be needs a like proportion
Of lineaments , of manners , and of spirit ;
Which makes me think that this Antonio ,
Being the bosom lover of my lord ,
Must needs be like my lord . If it be so ,
How little is the cost I have bestowed
In purchasing the semblance of my soul
From out the state of hellish cruelty !
[129] ACT 3. SC. 4 This comes too near the praising of myself ;
Therefore no more of it . Hear other things :
Lorenzo , I commit into your hands
The husbandry and manage of my house
Until my lord’s return . For mine own part ,
I have toward heaven breathed a secret vow
To live in prayer and contemplation ,
Only attended by Nerissa here ,
Until her husband and my lord’s return .
There is a monastery two miles off ,
And there we will abide . I do desire you
Not to deny this imposition ,
The which my love and some necessity
Now lays upon you .
I shall obey you in all fair commands .
And will acknowledge you and Jessica
In place of Lord Bassanio and myself .
So fare you well till we shall meet again .
To wish it back on you . Fare you well , Jessica .
Now , Balthazar ,
As I have ever found thee honest true ,
So let me find thee still : take this same letter ,
And use thou all th’ endeavor of a man
In speed to Padua . See thou render this
Into my cousin’s hands , Doctor Bellario .
[131] ACT 3. SC. 4 And look what notes and garments he doth give
thee ,
Bring them , I pray thee , with imagined speed
Unto the traject , to the common ferry
Which trades to Venice . Waste no time in words ,
But get thee gone . I shall be there before thee .
That you yet know not of . We’ll see our husbands
Before they think of us .
That they shall think we are accomplishèd
With that we lack . I’ll hold thee any wager ,
When we are both accoutered like young men ,
I’ll prove the prettier fellow of the two ,
And wear my dagger with the braver grace ,
And speak between the change of man and boy
With a reed voice , and turn two mincing steps
Into a manly stride , and speak of frays
Like a fine bragging youth , and tell quaint lies
How honorable ladies sought my love ,
Which I denying , they fell sick and died —
I could not do withal ! — then I’ll repent ,
And wish , for all that , that I had not killed them .
And twenty of these puny lies I’ll tell ,
That men shall swear I have discontinued school
Above a twelvemonth . I have within my mind
A thousand raw tricks of these bragging jacks
Which I will practice .
If thou wert near a lewd interpreter !
[133] ACT 3. SC. 5 But come , I’ll tell thee all my whole device
When I am in my coach , which stays for us
At the park gate ; and therefore haste away ,
For we must measure twenty miles today .
Scene 5
are to be laid upon the children . Therefore I
promise you I fear you . I was always plain with you ,
and so now I speak my agitation of the matter .
Therefore be o’ good cheer , for truly I think you
are damned . There is but one hope in it that can do
you any good , and that is but a kind of bastard hope
neither .
got you not , that you are not the Jew’s daughter .
the sins of my mother should be visited upon me !
father and mother ; thus when I shun Scylla your
father , I fall into Charybdis your mother . Well , you
are gone both ways .
me a Christian .
enow before , e’en as many as could well live
one by another . This making of Christians will
raise the price of hogs . If we grow all to be pork
eaters , we shall not shortly have a rasher on the
coals for money .
[135]ACT 3. SC. 5
Here he comes .
if you thus get my wife into corners !
and I are out . He tells me flatly there’s no mercy for
me in heaven because I am a Jew’s daughter ; and
he says you are no good member of the commonwealth ,
for in converting Jews to Christians you
raise the price of pork .
than you can the getting up of the Negro’s
belly ! The Moor is with child by you , Lancelet .
than reason ; but if she be less than an honest
woman , she is indeed more than I took her for .
think the best grace of wit will shortly turn into
silence , and discourse grow commendable in none
only but parrots . Go in , sirrah , bid them prepare for
dinner .
Then bid them prepare dinner .
word .
thou show the whole wealth of thy wit in an
instant ? I pray thee understand a plain man in his
plain meaning : go to thy fellows , bid them cover the
table , serve in the meat , and we will come in to
dinner .
the meat , sir , it shall be covered ; for your coming in
[137] ACT 3. SC. 5 to dinner , sir , why , let it be as humors and conceits
shall govern .
The fool hath planted in his memory
An army of good words , and I do know
A many fools that stand in better place ,
Garnished like him , that for a tricksy word
Defy the matter . How cheer’st thou , Jessica ?
And now , good sweet , say thy opinion
How dost thou like the Lord Bassanio’s wife ?
The Lord Bassanio live an upright life ,
For having such a blessing in his lady
He finds the joys of heaven here on Earth ,
And if on Earth he do not merit it ,
In reason he should never come to heaven .
Why , if two gods should play some heavenly match ,
And on the wager lay two earthly women ,
And Portia one , there must be something else
Pawned with the other , for the poor rude world
Hath not her fellow .
Hast thou of me as she is for a wife .
Then howsome’er thou speak’st , ’mong other things
I shall digest it .
[141]
ACT 4
Scene 1
Salerio , and Gratiano , with Attendants .
A stony adversary , an inhuman wretch ,
Uncapable of pity , void and empty
From any dram of mercy .
Your Grace hath ta’en great pains to qualify
His rigorous course ; but since he stands obdurate ,
And that no lawful means can carry me
Out of his envy’s reach , I do oppose
My patience to his fury , and am armed
To suffer with a quietness of spirit
The very tyranny and rage of his .
[143] ACT 4. SC. 1 Shylock , the world thinks , and I think so too ,
That thou but leadest this fashion of thy malice
To the last hour of act , and then , ’tis thought ,
Thou ’lt show thy mercy and remorse more strange
Than is thy strange apparent cruelty ;
And where thou now exacts the penalty ,
Which is a pound of this poor merchant’s flesh ,
Thou wilt not only loose the forfeiture ,
But , touched with humane gentleness and love ,
Forgive a moi’ty of the principal ,
Glancing an eye of pity on his losses
That have of late so huddled on his back ,
Enow to press a royal merchant down
And pluck commiseration of his state
From brassy bosoms and rough hearts of flint ,
From stubborn Turks , and Tartars never trained
To offices of tender courtesy .
We all expect a gentle answer , Jew .
And by our holy Sabbath have I sworn
To have the due and forfeit of my bond .
If you deny it , let the danger light
Upon your charter and your city’s freedom !
You’ll ask me why I rather choose to have
A weight of carrion flesh than to receive
Three thousand ducats . I’ll not answer that ,
But say it is my humor . Is it answered ?
What if my house be troubled with a rat ,
And I be pleased to give ten thousand ducats
To have it baned ? What , are you answered yet ?
Some men there are love not a gaping pig ,
Some that are mad if they behold a cat ,
And others , when the bagpipe sings i’ th’ nose ,
Cannot contain their urine ; for affection
Masters oft passion , sways it to the mood
[145] ACT 4. SC. 1 Of what it likes or loathes . Now for your answer :
As there is no firm reason to be rendered
Why he cannot abide a gaping pig ,
Why he a harmless necessary cat ,
Why he a woolen bagpipe , but of force
Must yield to such inevitable shame
As to offend , himself being offended ,
So can I give no reason , nor I will not ,
More than a lodged hate and a certain loathing
I bear Antonio , that I follow thus
A losing suit against him . Are you answered ?
To excuse the current of thy cruelty .
You may as well go stand upon the beach
And bid the main flood bate his usual height ;
You may as well use question with the wolf
Why he hath made the ewe bleat for the lamb ;
You may as well forbid the mountain pines
To wag their high tops and to make no noise
When they are fretten with the gusts of heaven ;
You may as well do anything most hard
As seek to soften that than which what’s harder ? —
His Jewish heart . Therefore I do beseech you
[147] ACT 4. SC. 1 Make no more offers , use no farther means ,
But with all brief and plain conveniency
Let me have judgment and the Jew his will .
Were in six parts , and every part a ducat ,
I would not draw them . I would have my bond .
You have among you many a purchased slave ,
Which , like your asses and your dogs and mules ,
You use in abject and in slavish parts
Because you bought them . Shall I say to you
‘Let them be free ! Marry them to your heirs !
Why sweat they under burdens ? Let their beds
Be made as soft as yours , and let their palates
Be seasoned with such viands’ ? You will answer
‘The slaves are ours !’ So do I answer you :
The pound of flesh which I demand of him
Is dearly bought ; ’tis mine and I will have it .
If you deny me , fie upon your law :
There is no force in the decrees of Venice .
I stand for judgment . Answer : shall I have it ?
Unless Bellario , a learnèd doctor
Whom I have sent for to determine this ,
Come here today .
A messenger with letters from the doctor ,
New come from Padua .
[149]ACT 4. SC. 1
The Jew shall have my flesh , blood , bones , and all
Ere thou shalt lose for me one drop of blood !
Meetest for death . The weakest kind of fruit
Drops earliest to the ground , and so let me .
You cannot better be employed , Bassanio ,
Than to live still and write mine epitaph .
Shylock sharpens his knife on the sole of his shoe .
Thou mak’st thy knife keen . But no metal can ,
No , not the hangman’s axe , bear half the keenness
Of thy sharp envy . Can no prayers pierce thee ?
And for thy life let justice be accused ;
Thou almost mak’st me waver in my faith ,
To hold opinion with Pythagoras
[151] ACT 4. SC. 1 That souls of animals infuse themselves
Into the trunks of men . Thy currish spirit
Governed a wolf who , hanged for human slaughter ,
Even from the gallows did his fell soul fleet ,
And whilst thou layest in thy unhallowed dam ,
Infused itself in thee , for thy desires
Are wolfish , bloody , starved , and ravenous .
Thou but offend’st thy lungs to speak so loud .
Repair thy wit , good youth , or it will fall
To cureless ruin . I stand here for law .
A young and learnèd doctor to our court .
Where is he ?
To know your answer whether you’ll admit him .
Go give him courteous conduct to this place .
Meantime the court shall hear Bellario’s letter .
Your Grace shall understand that , at the receipt of
your letter , I am very sick , but in the instant that your
messenger came , in loving visitation was with me a
young doctor of Rome . His name is Balthazar . I
acquainted him with the cause in controversy between
the Jew and Antonio the merchant . We turned o’er
many books together . He is furnished with my opinion ,
which , bettered with his own learning ( the greatness
whereof I cannot enough commend ) , comes with
him at my importunity to fill up your Grace’s request
in my stead . I beseech you let his lack of years be no
impediment to let him lack a reverend estimation , for I
[153] ACT 4. SC. 1 never knew so young a body with so old a head . I
leave him to your gracious acceptance , whose trial
shall better publish his commendation .
You hear the learnèd Bellario what he writes .
laws , with Attendants .
And here I take it is the doctor come . —
Give me your hand . Come you from old Bellario ?
Are you acquainted with the difference
That holds this present question in the court ?
Which is the merchant here ? And which the Jew ?
Yet in such rule that the Venetian law
Cannot impugn you as you do proceed .
not ?
[155]ACT 4. SC. 1
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath . It is twice blest :
It blesseth him that gives and him that takes .
’Tis mightiest in the mightiest ; it becomes
The thronèd monarch better than his crown .
His scepter shows the force of temporal power ,
The attribute to awe and majesty
Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ;
But mercy is above this sceptered sway .
It is enthronèd in the hearts of kings ;
It is an attribute to God Himself ;
And earthly power doth then show likest God’s
When mercy seasons justice . Therefore , Jew ,
Though justice be thy plea , consider this :
That in the course of justice none of us
Should see salvation . We do pray for mercy ,
And that same prayer doth teach us all to render
The deeds of mercy . I have spoke thus much
To mitigate the justice of thy plea ,
Which , if thou follow , this strict court of Venice
Must needs give sentence ’gainst the merchant
there .
The penalty and forfeit of my bond .
Yea , twice the sum . If that will not suffice ,
I will be bound to pay it ten times o’er
On forfeit of my hands , my head , my heart .
If this will not suffice , it must appear
[157] ACT 4. SC. 1 That malice bears down truth .
beseech you ,
Wrest once the law to your authority .
To do a great right , do a little wrong ,
And curb this cruel devil of his will .
Can alter a decree establishèd ;
’Twill be recorded for a precedent
And many an error by the same example
Will rush into the state . It cannot be .
O wise young judge , how I do honor thee !
Shall I lay perjury upon my soul ?
No , not for Venice !
And lawfully by this the Jew may claim
A pound of flesh , to be by him cut off
Nearest the merchant’s heart . — Be merciful ;
Take thrice thy money ; bid me tear the bond .
It doth appear you are a worthy judge ;
You know the law ; your exposition
Hath been most sound . I charge you by the law ,
Whereof you are a well-deserving pillar ,
[159] ACT 4. SC. 1 Proceed to judgment . By my soul I swear
There is no power in the tongue of man
To alter me . I stay here on my bond .
To give the judgment .
You must prepare your bosom for his knife —
Hath full relation to the penalty ,
Which here appeareth due upon the bond .
How much more elder art thou than thy looks !
So says the bond , doth it not , noble judge ?
‘Nearest his heart .’ Those are the very words .
Are there balance here to weigh the flesh ?
To stop his wounds , lest he do bleed to death .
’Twere good you do so much for charity .
[161]ACT 4. SC. 1
Give me your hand , Bassanio . Fare you well .
Grieve not that I am fall’n to this for you ,
For herein Fortune shows herself more kind
Than is her custom : it is still her use
To let the wretched man outlive his wealth ,
To view with hollow eye and wrinkled brow
An age of poverty , from which ling’ring penance
Of such misery doth she cut me off .
Commend me to your honorable wife ,
Tell her the process of Antonio’s end ,
Say how I loved you , speak me fair in death ,
And when the tale is told , bid her be judge
Whether Bassanio had not once a love .
Repent but you that you shall lose your friend
And he repents not that he pays your debt .
For if the Jew do cut but deep enough ,
I’ll pay it instantly with all my heart .
Which is as dear to me as life itself ,
But life itself , my wife , and all the world
Are not with me esteemed above thy life .
I would lose all , ay , sacrifice them all
Here to this devil , to deliver you .
If she were by to hear you make the offer .
I would she were in heaven , so she could
Entreat some power to change this currish Jew .
[163]ACT 4. SC. 1
The wish would make else an unquiet house .
daughter —
Would any of the stock of Barabbas
Had been her husband , rather than a Christian !
We trifle time . I pray thee , pursue sentence .
The court awards it , and the law doth give it .
The law allows it , and the court awards it .
This bond doth give thee here no jot of blood .
The words expressly are ‘a pound of flesh .’
Take then thy bond , take thou thy pound of flesh ,
But in the cutting it , if thou dost shed
One drop of Christian blood , thy lands and goods
Are by the laws of Venice confiscate
Unto the state of Venice .
For , as thou urgest justice , be assured
Thou shalt have justice more than thou desir’st .
[165]ACT 4. SC. 1
And let the Christian go .
He shall have nothing but the penalty .
Shed thou no blood , nor cut thou less nor more
But just a pound of flesh . If thou tak’st more
Or less than a just pound , be it but so much
As makes it light or heavy in the substance
Or the division of the twentieth part
Of one poor scruple — nay , if the scale do turn
But in the estimation of a hair ,
Thou diest , and all thy goods are confiscate .
Now , infidel , I have you on the hip .
He shall have merely justice and his bond .
I thank thee , Jew , for teaching me that word .
[167]ACT 4. SC. 1
To be so taken at thy peril , Jew .
I’ll stay no longer question .
The law hath yet another hold on you .
It is enacted in the laws of Venice ,
If it be proved against an alien
That by direct or indirect attempts
He seek the life of any citizen ,
The party ’gainst the which he doth contrive
Shall seize one half his goods ; the other half
Comes to the privy coffer of the state ,
And the offender’s life lies in the mercy
Of the Duke only , ’gainst all other voice .
In which predicament I say thou stand’st ,
For it appears by manifest proceeding
That indirectly , and directly too ,
Thou hast contrived against the very life
Of the defendant , and thou hast incurred
The danger formerly by me rehearsed .
Down , therefore , and beg mercy of the Duke .
And yet , thy wealth being forfeit to the state ,
Thou hast not left the value of a cord ;
Therefore thou must be hanged at the state’s
charge .
I pardon thee thy life before thou ask it .
For half thy wealth , it is Antonio’s ;
The other half comes to the general state ,
Which humbleness may drive unto a fine .
[169]ACT 4. SC. 1
You take my house when you do take the prop
That doth sustain my house ; you take my life
When you do take the means whereby I live .
To quit the fine for one half of his goods ,
I am content , so he will let me have
The other half in use , to render it
Upon his death unto the gentleman
That lately stole his daughter .
Two things provided more : that for this favor
He presently become a Christian ;
The other , that he do record a gift ,
Here in the court , of all he dies possessed
Unto his son Lorenzo and his daughter .
The pardon that I late pronouncèd here .
I am not well . Send the deed after me
And I will sign it .
[171]ACT 4. SC. 1
Had I been judge , thou shouldst have had ten more ,
To bring thee to the gallows , not to the font .
I must away this night toward Padua ,
And it is meet I presently set forth .
Antonio , gratify this gentleman ,
For in my mind you are much bound to him .
Have by your wisdom been this day acquitted
Of grievous penalties , in lieu whereof
Three thousand ducats due unto the Jew
We freely cope your courteous pains withal .
In love and service to you evermore .
And I , delivering you , am satisfied ,
And therein do account myself well paid .
My mind was never yet more mercenary .
I pray you know me when we meet again .
I wish you well , and so I take my leave .
Take some remembrance of us as a tribute ,
[173] ACT 4. SC. 1 Not as fee . Grant me two things , I pray you :
Not to deny me , and to pardon me .
Give me your gloves ; I’ll wear them for your sake —
And for your love I’ll take this ring from you .
Do not draw back your hand ; I’ll take no more ,
And you in love shall not deny me this .
I will not shame myself to give you this .
And now methinks I have a mind to it .
The dearest ring in Venice will I give you ,
And find it out by proclamation .
Only for this , I pray you pardon me .
You taught me first to beg , and now methinks
You teach me how a beggar should be answered .
And when she put it on , she made me vow
That I should neither sell nor give nor lose it .
And if your wife be not a madwoman ,
And know how well I have deserved this ring ,
She would not hold out enemy forever
For giving it to me . Well , peace be with you .
[175] ACT 4. SC. 2 Let his deservings and my love withal
Be valued ’gainst your wife’s commandment .
Give him the ring , and bring him if thou canst
Unto Antonio’s house . Away , make haste .
Come , you and I will thither presently ,
And in the morning early will we both
Fly toward Belmont . — Come , Antonio .
Scene 2
And let him sign it . She gives Nerissa a paper . We’ll
away tonight ,
And be a day before our husbands home .
This deed will be well welcome to Lorenzo .
My Lord Bassanio , upon more advice ,
Hath sent you here this ring , and doth entreat
Your company at dinner .
His ring I do accept most thankfully ,
And so I pray you tell him . Furthermore ,
I pray you show my youth old Shylock’s house .
[177]ACT 4. SC. 2
ring ,
Which I did make him swear to keep forever .
That they did give the rings away to men ;
But we’ll outface them , and outswear them , too . —
Away , make haste ! Thou know’st where I will tarry .
[181]
ACT 5
Scene 1
When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees
And they did make no noise , in such a night
Troilus , methinks , mounted the Trojan walls
And sighed his soul toward the Grecian tents
Where Cressid lay that night .
Did Thisbe fearfully o’ertrip the dew
And saw the lion’s shadow ere himself
And ran dismayed away .
Stood Dido with a willow in her hand
Upon the wild sea-banks , and waft her love
To come again to Carthage .
Medea gathered the enchanted herbs
That did renew old Aeson .
Did Jessica steal from the wealthy Jew ,
And with an unthrift love did run from Venice
As far as Belmont .
Did young Lorenzo swear he loved her well ,
[183] ACT 5. SC. 1 Stealing her soul with many vows of faith ,
And ne’er a true one .
Did pretty Jessica , like a little shrew ,
Slander her love , and he forgave it her .
But hark , I hear the footing of a man .
friend .
My mistress will before the break of day
Be here at Belmont . She doth stray about
By holy crosses , where she kneels and prays
For happy wedlock hours .
I pray you , is my master yet returned ?
But go we in , I pray thee , Jessica ,
And ceremoniously let us prepare
Some welcome for the mistress of the house .
Lorenzo , sola , sola !
[185]ACT 5. SC. 1
with his horn full of good news . My master will
be here ere morning , sweet soul .
And yet no matter ; why should we go in ? —
My friend Stephano , signify , I pray you ,
Within the house , your mistress is at hand ,
And bring your music forth into the air .
How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank .
Here will we sit and let the sounds of music
Creep in our ears ; soft stillness and the night
Become the touches of sweet harmony .
Sit , Jessica . Look how the floor of heaven
Is thick inlaid with patens of bright gold .
There’s not the smallest orb which thou behold’st
But in his motion like an angel sings ,
Still choiring to the young-eyed cherubins .
Such harmony is in immortal souls ,
But whilst this muddy vesture of decay
Doth grossly close it in , we cannot hear it .
Come , ho ! and wake Diana with a hymn .
With sweetest touches pierce your mistress’ ear ,
And draw her home with music .
For do but note a wild and wanton herd
[187] ACT 5. SC. 1 Or race of youthful and unhandled colts ,
Fetching mad bounds , bellowing and neighing loud ,
Which is the hot condition of their blood ,
If they but hear perchance a trumpet sound ,
Or any air of music touch their ears ,
You shall perceive them make a mutual stand ,
Their savage eyes turned to a modest gaze
By the sweet power of music . Therefore the poet
Did feign that Orpheus drew trees , stones , and
floods ,
Since naught so stockish , hard , and full of rage ,
But music for the time doth change his nature .
The man that hath no music in himself ,
Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds ,
Is fit for treasons , stratagems , and spoils ;
The motions of his spirit are dull as night ,
And his affections dark as Erebus .
Let no such man be trusted . Mark the music .
How far that little candle throws his beams !
So shines a good deed in a naughty world .
A substitute shines brightly as a king
Until a king be by , and then his state
Empties itself as doth an inland brook
Into the main of waters . Music , hark !
Methinks it sounds much sweeter than by day .
[189]ACT 5. SC. 1
When neither is attended , and I think
The nightingale , if she should sing by day
When every goose is cackling , would be thought
No better a musician than the wren .
How many things by season seasoned are
To their right praise and true perfection !
Peace — how the moon sleeps with Endymion
And would not be awaked !
Or I am much deceived , of Portia .
By the bad voice .
Which speed we hope the better for our words .
Are they returned ?
But there is come a messenger before
To signify their coming .
Give order to my servants that they take
No note at all of our being absent hence —
Nor you , Lorenzo — Jessica , nor you .
We are no tell-tales , madam , fear you not .
[191] ACT 5. SC. 1 It looks a little paler . ’Tis a day
Such as the day is when the sun is hid .
If you would walk in absence of the sun .
For a light wife doth make a heavy husband ,
And never be Bassanio so for me .
But God sort all ! You are welcome home , my lord .
This is the man , this is Antonio ,
To whom I am so infinitely bound .
For as I hear he was much bound for you .
It must appear in other ways than words ;
Therefore I scant this breathing courtesy .
In faith , I gave it to the judge’s clerk .
Would he were gelt that had it , for my part ,
Since you do take it , love , so much at heart .
That she did give me , whose posy was
[193] ACT 5. SC. 1 For all the world like cutler’s poetry
Upon a knife , ‘Love me , and leave me not .’
You swore to me when I did give it you
That you would wear it till your hour of death ,
And that it should lie with you in your grave .
Though not for me , yet for your vehement oaths ,
You should have been respective and have kept it .
Gave it a judge’s clerk ! No , God’s my judge ,
The clerk will ne’er wear hair on ’s face that had it .
A kind of boy , a little scrubbèd boy ,
No higher than thyself , the judge’s clerk ,
A prating boy that begged it as a fee .
I could not for my heart deny it him .
To part so slightly with your wife’s first gift ,
A thing stuck on with oaths upon your finger ,
And so riveted with faith unto your flesh .
I gave my love a ring and made him swear
Never to part with it , and here he stands .
I dare be sworn for him he would not leave it
Nor pluck it from his finger for the wealth
That the world masters . Now , in faith , Gratiano ,
You give your wife too unkind a cause of grief .
An ’twere to me I should be mad at it .
And swear I lost the ring defending it .
[195]ACT 5. SC. 1
Unto the judge that begged it , and indeed
Deserved it , too . And then the boy , his clerk ,
That took some pains in writing , he begged mine ,
And neither man nor master would take aught
But the two rings .
Not that , I hope , which you received of me .
I would deny it , but you see my finger
Hath not the ring upon it . It is gone .
By heaven , I will ne’er come in your bed
Until I see the ring !
Till I again see mine !
If you did know to whom I gave the ring ,
If you did know for whom I gave the ring ,
And would conceive for what I gave the ring ,
And how unwillingly I left the ring ,
When naught would be accepted but the ring ,
You would abate the strength of your displeasure .
Or half her worthiness that gave the ring ,
Or your own honor to contain the ring ,
You would not then have parted with the ring .
What man is there so much unreasonable ,
If you had pleased to have defended it
With any terms of zeal , wanted the modesty
To urge the thing held as a ceremony ?
Nerissa teaches me what to believe :
I’ll die for ’t but some woman had the ring !
[197]ACT 5. SC. 1
No woman had it , but a civil doctor ,
Which did refuse three thousand ducats of me
And begged the ring , the which I did deny him
And suffered him to go displeased away ,
Even he that had held up the very life
Of my dear friend . What should I say , sweet lady ?
I was enforced to send it after him .
I was beset with shame and courtesy .
My honor would not let ingratitude
So much besmear it . Pardon me , good lady ,
For by these blessèd candles of the night ,
Had you been there , I think you would have begged
The ring of me to give the worthy doctor .
Since he hath got the jewel that I loved ,
And that which you did swear to keep for me ,
I will become as liberal as you :
I’ll not deny him anything I have ,
No , not my body , nor my husband’s bed .
Know him I shall , I am well sure of it .
Lie not a night from home . Watch me like Argus .
If you do not , if I be left alone ,
Now by mine honor , which is yet mine own ,
I’ll have that doctor for my bedfellow .
How you do leave me to mine own protection .
For if I do , I’ll mar the young clerk’s pen .
[199]ACT 5. SC. 1
notwithstanding .
And in the hearing of these many friends
I swear to thee , even by thine own fair eyes ,
Wherein I see myself —
In both my eyes he doubly sees himself ,
In each eye one . Swear by your double self ,
And there’s an oath of credit .
Pardon this fault , and by my soul I swear
I never more will break an oath with thee .
Which but for him that had your husband’s ring
Had quite miscarried . I dare be bound again ,
My soul upon the forfeit , that your lord
Will never more break faith advisedly .
And bid him keep it better than the other .
For by this ring , the doctor lay with me .
For that same scrubbèd boy , the doctor’s clerk ,
In lieu of this , last night did lie with me .
[201]ACT 5. SC. 1
In summer , where the ways are fair enough !
What , are we cuckolds ere we have deserved it ?
Here is a letter ; read it at your leisure .
It comes from Padua from Bellario .
There you shall find that Portia was the doctor ,
Nerissa there , her clerk . Lorenzo here
Shall witness I set forth as soon as you ,
And even but now returned . I have not yet
Entered my house . — Antonio , you are welcome ,
And I have better news in store for you
Than you expect . Unseal this letter soon .
There you shall find three of your argosies
Are richly come to harbor suddenly .
You shall not know by what strange accident
I chancèd on this letter .
Unless he live until he be a man .
When I am absent , then lie with my wife .
For here I read for certain that my ships
Are safely come to road .
[203]ACT 5. SC. 1
My clerk hath some good comforts too for you .
There do I give to you and Jessica ,
From the rich Jew , a special deed of gift ,
After his death , of all he dies possessed of .
Of starvèd people .
And yet I am sure you are not satisfied
Of these events at full . Let us go in ,
And charge us there upon inter’gatories ,
And we will answer all things faithfully .
That my Nerissa shall be sworn on is
Whether till the next night she had rather stay
Or go to bed now , being two hours to day .
But were the day come , I should wish it dark
Till I were couching with the doctor’s clerk .
Well , while I live , I’ll fear no other thing
So sore as keeping safe Nerissa’s ring .
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