Ant. Ay, fo he fays. Por. Do you confefs the bond? Ant. I do. Por. Then muft the few be merciful. Shy. On what compulfion muft I? tell me that. Wherein doth fit the dread and fear of Kings; And earthly power doth chen fhew likeft God's, Which, if thou follow, this ftrict Court of Venice Por. Is he not able to discharge the money? That malice bears down truth. And I befeech you, (28) (28) That malice bears down truth.] I propos'd, in my SHAKESPEARE reftor d, to read ruth here; i. e. Compaffion, mercy. But upon more mature advice, I believe, the text needs no alteration. Truth may mean here, reafon; the reasonable offers of accommodation, which we have made. Wreft Wreft once the law to your authority. Por. It must not be, there is no pow'r in Venice "Twill be recorded for a precedent; And many an error, by the fame example, Shy. A Daniel come to judgment! yea, a Daniel. O wife young judge, how do I honour thee! Por. I pray you, let me look upon the bond. Shy. Here 'tis, most rev'rend Doctor, here it is. Por. Shylock, there's thrice thy money offer'd thee. Shy. An oath, an oath,—I have an oath in heav'n. Shall I lay perjury upon my foul? No, not for Venice. Por. Why, this bond is forfeit ; And lawfully by this the Jew may claim Hath been moft found. I charge you by the law, To alter me. Por. Why, then thus it is: You must prepare your bosom for his knife. Which here appeareth due upon the bond. Shy. Shy. Ay, his breast; So fays the bond, doth it not, noble judge? Por. It is fo. Are there fcales, to weigh the flesh? Por. Have by fome furgeon, Shylock, on your charge, Por. It is not fo exprefs'd; but what of that? 'Twere good, you do fo much for charity. Shy. I cannot find it; 'tis not in the bond. Por. Come, merchant, have you any thing to fay? Ant. But little: I am arm'd, and well prepar'd. Give me your hand, Bassanio, fare you well! Grieve not, that I am fall'n to this for you : For herein fortune fhews herself more kind, Than is her cuftom. It is ftill her ufe, To let the wretched man out-live his wealth, To view with hollow eye, and wrinkled brow, An age of poverty: From which ling'ring penance Of fuch a mifery doth fhe cut me off. Commend me to your honourable wife; Tell her the procefs of Anthonio's end; Say, how I lov'd you; fpeak me fair in death: And when the tale is told, bid her be judge, Whether Bassanio had not once a love. Repent not you, that you fhall lofe your friend; And he repents not, that he pays your For if the few do cut but deep enough, I'll pay it inftantly with all my heart. debt; Baff Anthonio, I am married to a wife, Por. Your wife would give you little thanks for that, If he were by to hear you make the offer. Gra. I have a wife, whom, I proteft, I love; I would, the were in heaven, so she could 4 Intreat Intreat fome Pow'r to change this currish Jew. Shy. These be the christian husbands. I've a daughter; Would any of the stock of Barrabas Had been her husband, rather than a chriftian! [Afide. We trifle time; I pray thee, purfue fentence. Por. A pound of that fame merchant's flesh is thine, The Court awards it, and the law doth give it. Shy. Moft rightful judge! Por. And you must cut this flesh from off his breaft; The law allows it, and the Court awards it. Shy. Moft learned judge! a fentence: come, prepare. Then take thy bond, take thou thy pound of flesh; One drop of chriftian blood; thy lands and goods Unto the ftate of Venice. Gra. O upright judge! mark, Jew, O learned judge! Shy. Is that the law? Por. Thyfelf halt fee the A&t: For as thou urgeft justice, be affurd, Thou fhalt have juftice, more than thou defir'ft. Gra. O learned judge! mark, Jew, a learned judge! Shy. I take this offer then, pay the bond thrice, And let the chriftian go. Baff. Here is the money. Por. The Jew thall have all juftice; foft! no hafte; He fhall have nothing but the penalty. Gra. O Ferv! an upright judge, a learned judge! But But in the estimation of a hair, Thou dieft, and all thy goods are confifcate. Por. Why doth the Jew paufe? take the forfeiture. Shy. Why then the devil give him good of it! I'll ftay no longer question. Por. Tarry, Jew. The law hath yet another hold on you: If it be prov'd against an alien, That by direct, or indirect, attempts The party, 'gainft which he doth contrive, life Gra. Beg, that thou may'ft have leave to hang thyself; And yet, thy wealth being forfeit to the state, Thou haft not left the value of a cord; Therefore, thou must be hang'd at the ftate's charge. Duke. That thou may'ft fee the diff'rence of our spirit, I pardon thee thy life before thou ask it: For |