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The fire sev'n times tried this?
Sev'n times tried that judgment is,
That did never chuse amiss.
Some there be, that shadows kiss ;
Such have but a shadow's bliss :
There be fools alive, I wis,
Silver'd Ở'er, and so was this :
Take what wife you will to bed,
I will ever be


head :
So be gone, Sir, you are sped.

Ar. 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 wrath. ,

Por. Thus hath the candle fing'd the moth:
O these deliberate fools! when they do chuse,
They have the wisdom by their wit to lose.

Ner. The ancient saying is no heresy, Hanging and wiving goes by destiny.

Por. Come, draw the curtain, Nerisa.

Enter a Servant,
Serv. Where is my lady ?
Por. Here, what would my lord ?

Serv. Madam, there is alighted at your gate
A young Venetian, one that comes before
To fignify 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
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.

Por. Por. No more,


thee; I am half afraid,
Thou'lt say anon, he is some kin to thee;
Thou spend's such high-day wit in praising him :
Come, come, Nerisa, for I long to see
Quick Cupid's post, that comes so mannerly.
Ner. Bafanio, lord Love, if thy will it be !






A Street in VENICE.


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Enter Salanio and Solarino.

JOW, what news on the Ryalto ?

Sal. Why, yet it lives there uncheckt, that Anthonio hath a fhip of rich lading wreckt on the narrow seas; the Godwins, I think, they call the place; a very dangerous flat and fatal, where the carcases of many a tall ship lie bury'd, as they say, if my gossip Report be an honest woman of her word.

Sola. I would she were as lying a gossip in that, as ever knapt ginger; or made her neighbours believe, she

wept for the death of a third hulband. But it is true, without any flips of prolixity, or crossing the plain high-way of talk, that the good Anthonio, the honest Anthonio-O that I had a title good enough to keep his name campany!

Sal. Come, the full stop.

Sola. Ha, what say'st thou ? why, the end is, he hath lost a ship.

Sal. I would it might prove the end of his losses.

Sola. Let me say Amen betimes, lest the devil cross thy prayer, for here he comes in the likeness of a Jew. How now, Shylock, what news among the merchants ? Vol. II.



Enter Shylock. Shy. You knew (none so well, none so well as you) of my daughter's flight.

Sal. That's certain; I, for my part, knew the taylor that made the wings she flew withal.

Sola. And Shylock, for his own part, knew the bird was fledg'd, and then it is the complexion of them all to leave the dam.

Shy. She is damn'd for it.
Sal. That's certain, if the devil may be her judge.
Shy. My own flesh and blood to rebel !
Sola. Out uponit, old carrion, rebels it at these years?
Shy. I say, my daughter is my flesh and blood.

Şal. There is more difference between thy flesh and hers, than between jet and ivory; more between your bloods, than there is between red wine and rbenish: but tell us, do you hear, whether Anthonio have had any

loss at sea or no ? Shy. There I have another bad match ; *a bankrupt, for a prodigal, who dares scarce shew his head on the Ryalto ; a beggar, that us’d 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 christian courtesy; let him look to his bond.

Sal. Why, I am sure, if he forfeit, thou wilt not take his flesh: what's that good for ?


* A bankrupt, a prodigal.] This is spoke of Anthonio. But why a Prodigal? his Friend Bassanio indeed had been too liberal; and with this Name the few honours him when he is going to sup with him.

I'll go in hate to feed upon

The prodigal Christian But Anthonio was a plain, reserved, parsimonious Merchant, be af sured therefore we should read, ---- A Bankrupt for a Prodigal, i. e. he is become a Bankrupt by supplying the Extravagancies of his Friend Balanio.


Shy. To bait fish withal. If it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge ; he hath disgrac'd me, and hinder'd me of half a million, laught at my losses, mockt at my gains, scorn'd my nation, thwarted my bargains, coold my friends, heated mine enemies ; and what's his reason? I am a few. Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a few hands, organs, dimensions, fenses, affections, passions ? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, heald by the same means, warm'd and coold by the same winter and summer, as a christian is ? if you prick us, do we not bleed ? if


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 few 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 Villany, you teach me, I will execute ; and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.

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Enter a Servant from Anthonio.
Serv. Gentlemen, my master Anthonio is at his
house, and desires to speak with you both. .
Sal. We have been up and down to seek him.

Enter Tubal.
Sola. Here comes another of the tribe; a third can-
not be match'd unless the devil himself turn Jew.

[Exeunt Sala. and Solar. Shy. How now, Tubal, what news from Genoa ? halt thou found my daughter?

Tub. I often came where I did hear of her, but cannot find her.

Shy. Why there, there, there, there ! a diamond gone, cost me two thousand ducats in Frankfort! the curse never

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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; 0, would she were hers'd at my foot, and the ducats in her coffin. No news of them; why, so ! and I know not what's spent in the scarch: why, thou loss upon lofs ! the thief gone with so much, and so much to find the thief; and no satisfaction, no revenge, nor no ill luck ftirring, but what lights o' my shoulders; no fighs but o' my breathing, no tears but o

. ding.

Tub. Yes, other men have ill luck too ; Anthonio, as I heard in Genoa

Shy. What, what, what? ill luck, ill luck?

Tub. Hath an Argosy cast away, coming from Tripolis.

Shy. I thank God, I thank God; is it true? is it true ?

Tub. I spoke with some of the sailors that escaped the wreck.

Shy. I thank thee, good Tubal; good news, good news; ha, ha, where ? in Genoa ?

Tub. Your daughter spent in Genoa, as I heard, one night, fourscore ducats.

Shy. Thou stick'st a dagger in me ; see my gold again; fourscore ducats at a sitting, fourscore ducats !

Tub. There came divers of Anthonio's creditors in my company to Venice, that swear he cannot chuse but break.

Shy. I am glad of it, I'll plague him, I'll torture him; I am glad of it.

Tub. One of them shew'd me a ring, that he had of your daughter for a monkey.

Shy. Out upon her! thou torturest me, Tubal; it was my Turquoise, I had it of Leah when I was a bachelor'; I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkies.


I shall never

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