Methought, you faid, you néither lend nor borrow Anth. I do never ufe it. Shy. When Jacob graz'd his uncle Laban's sheep,-- (As his wife mother wrought in his behalf) The third poffeffor; ay he was the third. Anth. And what of him did he take interest ? And thrift is bleffing, if men fteal it not. Anth. This was a venture, fir, that Jacob ferv'd for; A thing not in his pow'r to bring to país, But fway d, and fashion'd, by the hand of heav'n. Or is your gold and filver, ewes and rams? Shy. I cannot tell, I make it breed as fast; But note me, fignior. Anth. Mark you this, Bassanio? The devil can cite fcripture for his purpose. A goodly apple rotten at the heart. O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!" Shy. Three thousand ducats! 'tis a good round fum. Three months from twelve, then let me fee the rate. Anth. Well, Shylock fhall we be beholden to you? Shy. Signior Anthonio, many a time and oft In the Ryalto you have rated me, About my monies and my ufances. B. 2 Still Still have I borne it with a patient shrug: And all for the ufe of that, which is my own. A cur can lend three thousand ducats? or Antb. I am as like to call thee fo again, Bat lend it rather to thine enemy; Who, if he break, thou may'st with better face Shy. Why how you florm? ; I would be friends with you, and have your love; Anth. This were kindness. Shy. This kindness will I show ; lf you repay me not on such a day, In fuch a place, fuch fum, or fums, as are Of Of your fair flesh, to be cut off and taken Anth. Content in faith; I'll feal to fuch a bond, Anth. Why, fear not, man; I will not forfeit it; Of thrice three times the value of this bond. Shy. O father Abraham, what these chrifiians are A pound of man's flesh, taken, from a man, As flesh of muttons. beef, or goats. I fay, Anth. Yes, Shylock. I will feal unto this bond, And I will go and purfe the ducats ftraight, I will be with you Anth. Hie thee, gentle Jew. Ibis Hebrew will turn christian; he grows kind. [Exit. My fhips come home a month before the day. [Exeunt. *XX* 炭燒 X ACT ACT 11. SCENE BELMO N T. Enter Morochius, a Tawny-Moor, all in white; and three or four Followers accordingly; with Portia, Neriffa, and her train. Flourish Cornets. M MOROCHI U S. ISLIKE me not for my complection, Hath fear'd the valiant; by my love, I fwear, Have lov'd it too: I would not change this hue, And hedg'd me by his wit to yield myfelf His wife, who wins me by that means I told you: For my affection. Mor. Ev'n for that I thank you : Therefore, I pray you, lead me to the caskets To To win thee, lady. But alas the while! Which is the better man, the greater throw Por. You must take your chance. And either not attempt to chufe at all, Or fwear, before you chufe, if you chufe wrong, Never to speak to lady afterward In way of marriage, therefore; be advis`d. Mor. Nor will not, therefore, bring me to my chance, Por, Firt, forward to the temple? after dinner Your hazard fhall be made. Mor. Good fortune, then, To make me bleft, or curfed'ft among men ! Laun. SCENE changes to VENICE. Enter Launcelot alone. [Cornets. [Exeunt confcience will rat from this Few my mafter. The fiend is at mine elbow, and tempts me, faying to me, Gobbo, Launcelot Gobbo, good Launcelot, or good Gobbo, or good Launcelot Gobbo. ufe your legs, take the ftart run away, My confcience fays, no; take heed, honest Launcelot; take heed, honeft Gobbo; or, as aforefaid, honeft Launcelot Gobbo, do not run; fcorn running with thy heels. Well, the moft courageous fiend bids me Fk; via! fays the fiend; away fays the fiend; for the heav'ns rouze up a brave mind, fays the fiend, and run. Well, my confcience, hanging about the neck of my heart, fays very wifely to me, my honest friend Launcelot, Being an honeft man's fon, or rather and honeft woman's fon for indeed, my father did fomething fmack, fomething grow to; he had a kind of taste -Well, my confcience fays, budge not; budge, fays the fiend; budge not, fays my confcience confcience, fay I, you counfel i'll; fiend, fay I, you counfel ill. To be rul'd by my confcience, I should stay with ; |