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I pray thee, let us go, and find him out,
And quicken his embraced heaviness
With some delight or other.
Salar.

Do we so.

[Exeunt.

SCENE IX.

BELMONT.

A ROOM IN PORTIA'S HOUSE.

Enter Nerissa, with a Servant. Ner. Quick, quick, I pray thee, draw the curtain

straight; The prince of Arragon hath ta’en his oath, And comes to his election presently.

Flourish of Cornets. Enter the Prince of Arragon,

Portia, and their trains. Por. Behold, there stand the caskets, noble prince: If you

choose that wherein I am contain’d, Straight shall our nuptial rites be solemniz'd; But if you fail, without more speech, my lord, You must be gone from hence immediately.

Ar. I am enjoin’d by oath to observe three things:
First, never to unfold to any one
Which casket ’twas I chose; next, if I fail
Of the right casket, never in my

life
To woo a maid in way of marriage; lastly,
If I do fail in fortune of my choice,
Immediately to leave you and be

gone. Por.: To these injunctions every one doth swear, That comes to hazard for my worthless self.

Ar. And so have I address'd me: Fortune now To my heart's hope!-Gold, silver, and base lead. Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all he hath: You shall look fairer, ere I give, or hazard. What says the golden chest? ha! let me see:Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men desire. What many men desire.—That many may be meant By the fool multitude, that choose by show, Not learning more than the fond

eye

doth teach; Which pries not to the interior, but, like the mart

let,
Builds in the weather on the outward wall,
Even in the force and road y casualty.
I will not choose what many men desire,
Because I will not jump with common spirits,
And rank me with the barbarous multitudes.
Why, then to thee, thou silver treasure-house;
Tell me once more what title thou dost bear:
Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he deserves ;
And well said too; For who shall go

about
To cozen fortune, and be honourable
Without the stamp of merit! Let none presume
To wear an undeserved dignity.
O, that estates, degrees, and offices,
Were not deriv'd corruptly! and that clear honour
Were purchas'd by the merit of the wearer!
How many then should cover, that stand bare?
How many be commanded, that command?
How much low peasantry would then be glean'd
From the true seed of honour? and how much

honour Pick'd from the chaff and ruin of the times,

I pray thee, let us go, and find him out,
And quicken his embraced heaviness
With some delight or other.
Salar.

Do we so.

[Exeunt.

SCENE IX.

BELMONT.

A ROOM IN PORTIA'S HOUSE.

Enter Nerissa, with a Servant. Ner. Quick, quick, I pray thee, draw the curtain

straight; The prince of Arragon hath ta'en his oath, And comes to his election presently.

Flourish of Cornets. Enter the Prince of Arragon,

Portia, and their trains. Por. Behold, there stand the caskets, noble prince: If you

choose that wherein I am contain’d, Straight shall our nuptial rites be solemniz'd; But if you fail, without more speech, my lord, You must be gone from hence immediately.

Ar. I am enjoin’d by oath to observe three things:
First, never to unfold to any one
Which casket 'twas I chose; next, if I fail
Of the right casket, never in my

life
To woo a maid in way of marriage; lastly,
If I do fail in fortune of my choice,
Immediately to leave you and be gone.

Por. To these injunctions every one doth swear, That comes to hazard for my worthless self.

Sweet, adieu! I'll keep my oath,
Patiently to bear my wroth.

[E.reunt Arragon and train.
Por. Thus hath the candle sing'd the moth.
O these deliberate fools! when they do choose,
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, Nerissa.

Enter a Servant.
Sert. 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 signify the 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 embassador 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. No more, I pray thee; I am half afeard, Thou wilt say anon, he is some kin to thee, Thou spend'st such high-day wit in praising him.Come, come, Nerissa; for I long to see Quick Cupid's post, that comes so mannerly. Ner. Bassanio, lord love, if thy will it be!

[Exeunt. ACT III.

SCENE I.

VENICE.

A STREET.

Enter Salanio and Salarino.

Salan. Now, what news on the Rialto?

Salar. Why, yet it lives there uncheck’d, that Antonio hath a ship of rich lading wreck'd on the narrow seas; the Goodwins, I think they call the place; a very dangerous flat, and fatal, where the carcases of many a tall ship lie buried, as they say, if my gossip report be an honest woman of her word.

Salan. I would she were as lying a gossip in that, as ever knapp'd ginger, or made her neighbours believe she wept for the death of a third husband: But it is true,—without any slips of prolixity, or crossing the plain high-way of talk, — that the good Antonio, the honest Antonio,-- that I had a title good enough to keep his name com

pany!

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Salar. Come, the full stop.

Salan. Ha,—what say'st thou?-Why the end is, he hath lost a ship.

Salar. I would it might prove the end of his losses !

Salan. Let me say amen betimes, lest the devil cross my prayer; for here he comes in the likeness of a Jew.

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