To unburden all my plots and purposes, Ant. I pray you, good Bassanio, let me know it; My purse, my person, my extremest means, Bas. In my school-days, when I had lost one shaft, I shot his fellow of the selfsame flight The selfsame way, with more advised watch, innocence. I owe you much, and, like a wilful youth, Which you did shoot the first, I do not doubt, Or bring your latter hazard back again, And thankfully rest debtor for the first. Ant. You know me well, and herein spend but time 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 And she is fair, and fairer than that word Nor is the wide world ignorant of her worth; Which makes her seat of Belmont, Colchos' strand, Oh, my Antonio, had I but the means Ant. Thou know'st that all my fortunes are at sea; Neither have I money nor commodity To raise a present sum: therefore go forth, [Exeunt. SCENE II-Enter PORTIA with her waiting-woman NE RISSA. Por. By my troth, Nerissa, my little body is aweary of this great world. Ner. You would be, sweet madam, if your miseries. 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 small happiness, therefore, to be seated in the mean; superfluity comes sooner by white hairs, but competency lives longer. Por. Good sentences, and well pronounced. Por. If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that fol lows his own instructions; I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching. The brain may devise laws for the blood, but a hot temper leaps over 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. Oh, me, the word choose! I may neither choose whom I would, nor refuse whom I dislike; so is the will of a |