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Methought, you faid, you néither lend nor borrow
Upon advantage.

Anth. I do never ufe it.

Shy. When Jacob graz'd his uncle Laban's sheep,--
This Jacob from our holy Abraham was

(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 ?
Sby. No, not take int'reft; not, as you would fay
Directly, intereft; mark, what Jacob did.
When Laban and himself were compromis'd,
That all the yeanings, which were streak'd and pied,
Should fall as Jacob's hire; the ewes being rank,
In the end of autumn turned to the rams;
And when the work of generation was
Between these woolly breeders in the act,
The fkilful fhepherd peel d me certain wands;
And, in the doing of the deed of kind,
He ftuck them up before the fulfome ewes ;
Who, then conceiving, did in yeaning time
Fall party-colour'd lambs, and thofe were Jacob's
This was away to thrive, and he was bleft;

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.
Was this inferted to make int'relt good!

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.
An evil foul, producing holy witnefs,
Is like a villian with a smiling cheek

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

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Still have I borne it with a patient shrug:
(For fufferance is the badge of all our tribe.)
You call me mifbeliever, cut throat dog,
And fpit upon my Jewish gaberdine;

And all for the ufe of that, which is my own.
Well then it now appears, you need my help:
Go to then; you come to me, and you fây,
Shylock, we would have monies; you fay fo
You, that did void your rheume upon my beard,
And foot me, as you fpurn a ranger cur
Over your threshold: money is your fuit;
What should I fay to you; fhould I not fay,
Hath a dog money? is it poffible,

A cur can lend three thousand ducats? or
Shall I bend low, and in a bondsman's key,
With bated breath, and whifp'ring humbleness,
Say this, fair fir, you fpit on me last Wednesday,
You fpurn'd me fuch a day, another time
You call me dog; and for thefe curtefies
I lend you thus much monies ?

Antb. I am as like to call thee fo again,
To fpit on thee again, to fpurn thee too
If thou wilt lend this money, lend it not
As to thy friend, for (when did friendship take
A breed of barren metal of his friend;}

Bat lend it rather to thine enemy;

Who, if he break, thou may'st with better face
Exact the penalty.

Shy. Why how you florm?

;

I would be friends with you, and have your love;
Forget the fhames that you have flain'd me with
Supply your prefent wants, and take no doit
Of ulance of my monies, and you'll not hear me i
This is kind I offer.

Anth. This were kindness.

Shy. This kindness will I show ;
Go with me to a notary, feal me there
Your fingle bond; and in a merry sport,

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you repay me not on such a day,

In fuch a place, fuch fum, or fums, as are
Exprefs'd in the condition, let the forfeit
Be nominated for an equal pound

Of

Of your fair flesh, to be cut off and taken
In what part of your Body it shall please me,

Anth. Content in faith; I'll feal to fuch a bond,
And fay, there is much kindness in the Jew.
Bass. You fhall not feal to fuch a bond for me,
I'll rather dwell in my neceffity.

Anth. Why, fear not, man; I will not forfeit it;
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.

Shy. O father Abraham, what these chrifiians are
Whofe own hard dealings teach them to fufpect
The thoughts of others! pray you tell me this,
If he should break his day; what fhould I gain
By the exaction of the forfeiture ?

A pound of man's flesh, taken, from a man,
Is not fo eftimable or profitable,

As flesh of muttons. beef, or goats. I fay,
To buy his favour, I extend this friendship!
If he will take it, fo; if not, adieu;
And for my love, I pray you wrong me not.

Anth. Yes, Shylock. I will feal unto this bond,
Shy. Then meet me forthwith at the notary's,
Give him direction for this merry bond

And I will go and purfe the ducats ftraight,
See to my houfe, left in the fearful guard
Of an unthrifty knave, and prefently

I will be with you

Anth. Hie thee, gentle Jew.

Ibis Hebrew will turn christian; he grows kind.
Bass I like not fair terms, and a villain's mind.
Anth. Come on, in this there can be no difmay s

[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,
The shadow'd livery of the burnish'd fun,
To whom I am a neighbour, and near bred.
Bring me the faireft creature northward born,
Where Phabus' fire fcarce thaws the ificles,
And let us make incifion for your love.
Το prove whofe blood is reddeft, his or mine.
I tell thee, lady, this afpect of mine

Hath fear'd the valiant; by my love, I fwear,
The beft regarded virgins of our clime

Have lov'd it too: I would not change this hue,
Except to feal your thoughts, my gentle queen.
Por. In terms of choice I am not folely led
By nice direction of a maiden's eyes:
Befides, the lattery of my deftiny
Bars me the right of voluntary chufing.
But if my father had not scanted me,

And hedg'd me by his wit to yield myfelf

His wife, who wins me by that means I told you:
Yourself, renowned prince, than flood as fair,
As any comer I have look'd on yet,

For my affection.

Mor. Ev'n for that I thank you :

Therefore, I pray you, lead me to the caskets
To try my fortune. By the fcimitar,
That flew the fophy and a Perfian prince,
That won three fields of fultan Solyman,
I would out flare the fterneft eyes that look,
Out brave the heart moft daring on the earth,
Pluck the young fucking cubs from the fhe-bear,
Yea, mock the lion when he roars for prey,

To

To win thee, lady. But alas the while!
If Hercules and Lichas, play at dice

Which is the better man, the greater throw
May turn fortune from the weaker hand:
So is Alcides beaten by his page;
And so may I, blind fortune leading me,
Mifs that, which one unworthier may attain
And die with grieving

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

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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

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