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The DUKE OF VENICE.
suitors to Portia.
friends to Antonio and Bassanio.
servants to Portia.
Magnificoes of Venice, Officers of the Court of Justice, Gaoler, Servants
to Portia, and other Attendants.
SCENE: Partly at Venice, and partly at Belmont, the seat
of Portia, on the Continent.
1 “Dr. Karl Elze maintains that Belmont must have been on the banks of the Brenta; and Th. Elze . narrows the locality to the neighborhood of Dolo, around which, from La Mira to Strà, on both banks of the Brenta, the magnificoes of Venice had, and still have, their palatial residences. Belmont must be supposed to have been not far from the high road between Padua and Fusina." - DR. FURNESS.
THE MERCHANT OF VENICE
Venice. A street
Enter ANTONIO, SALARINO, and SALANIO.
Ant. In sooth, I know not why I am so sad :
Salar. Your mind is tossing on the ocean ; There where your argosies with portly sail, 10 Like signiors and rich burghers on the flood,
Or, as it were, the pageants of the sea,
As they fly by them with their woven wings. 15 Salan. Believe me, sir, had I such venture forth, The better part
Peering in maps for ports and piers and roads; 20 And every object that might make me fear
Misfortune to my ventures, out of doubt
My wind cooling my broth
What harm a wind too great at sea might do. 25 I should not see the sandy hour-glass run,
But I should think of shallows and of flats,
To kiss her burial. Should I go to church 30 And see the holy edifice of stone,
And not bethink me straight of dangerous rocks,
Enrobe the roaring waters with my silks, 35 And, in a word, but even now worth this,
And now worth nothing ? Shall I have the thought
But tell not me; I know, Antonio
Ant. Believe me, no: I thank my fortune for it,
Upon the fortune of this present year:
Salar. Why, then you are in love.
For you to laugh and leap and say you are merry,
Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time:
And other of such vinegar aspect
Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable.
Enter BASSANIO, LORENZO, and GRATIANO.
Salan. Here comes Bassanio, your most noble kinsman, Gratiano, and Lorenzo. Fare ye well:
We leave you now with better company. 60 Salar. I would have stay'd till I had made you merry, If worthier friends had not prevented me.
Ant. Your worth is very dear in my regard. I take it, your own business calls on you
And you embrace the occasion to depart. 65 Salar. Good morrow, my good lords.
Bass. Good signiors both, when shall we laugh? say,
when ? You grow exceeding strange: must it be so ? Salar. We'll make our leisures to attend on yours.
[Exeunt SALARINO and SALANIO. Lor. My Lord Bassanio, since you have found Antonio, 70 We two will leave you: but at dinner-time, I pray you, have in mind where we must meet. Bass. I will not fail
Ant. I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano;
Let me play the fool:
And let my liver rather heat with wine
Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster ?