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Ner. The ancient saying is no heresy, Hanging and wiving goes by destiny.
Por. Come, draw the curtain, Nerissa.
Enter a Servant.
Serv. Where is my lady?
Serv. Madam, there is alighted at your gate,
Por. No more, I pray thee; I am half afraid,
A Street in VENICE.
Enter Salanio and Solarino.
Now what news on the Rialto ?
SOLAR IN 0.
Sol. Why, yet it lives there uncheckt, that Anthonio hath a ship of rich lading wrecke on the narrow seas ; the Godwins, I think, they call the place ; a very dangerous flat and fatal, where the carcases of
many a tail ship lye bury'd, as they say, if my gossip Report be an honest woman of her word.
Sola. I would she were as lying a goffip in that, as ever knapt ginger; or made her neighbours believe, she wept for the death of a third husband. But it is true, without any Nips 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 company!
Sal. Come, the full stop.
Sola. Ha, -what fay'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 pray’r, * for here he comes in the likeness of a Jewe.
How now, Shylock, what news among the merchants ?
Sby. You knew (none so well, none so well as you) of my daughter's Aight.
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.
years : ?
Sal. There is more difference between thy flesh and her's, than between jet and ivory; more between your
left the devil cross my says Amen to it. We met therePrayer.] Buc the Prayer was Sa. torc road -hy Proyer. łanio's. The other only, as Clerk,
bloods, than there is between red wine and rhenish : but tell us, do you hear, whether Ant bonio have had any loss at fea or no?
Sby. There I have another bad march; a bankrupt, a prodigal,' who dares scarce shew his head on the Rialto ;-a beggar, that used 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 mony for a christian courtefie; 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? Shy. To bait' fish withal.
If it will feed nothing elfe, it will feed my revenge ; he hath disgrac'd me,
hinder'd me of half a million, laught at my lofles, mock'd 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 Jew hands, organs, dimensions, fenfes, affections, passions ? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, fubject to the same dit cases, heal'd by the same means, warm’d and coold by the same winter and fummer, as a chriftian is ? if you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we noc 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. Jew wrong a christian, what is his humility ? Re.
9- A bankrupt, a prodigal.] ed, therefore, we should read, This is spoke of Antonio. But Abankrupt for a prodigal, i.e. why a prodigal ? his friend Bal. he is become bankrupt by fupJanio indeed had been too li plying the extravagancies of his peral; and with this name the friend Bafanio. WARBURTON. Jezu honours him when he is go There is no need of alteration. ing to sup with him.
There could be, in Shylock's opiI'll go in hate to feed upon nion, no prodigality more cul. The prodigal christian
pable than fuch liberality as that Bul Antonio was a plain, reserved, by which a man exposes himself pa: limonious merchant, be assure to ruin for his friend.
venge. If a christian wrong a Jew, what should his fufferance be by christian example ? why, Revenge. The Villainy, you teach me, I will execute ; and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.
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.
Sola. Here comes another of the tribe ; a third cannot be match'd, unless the devil himself turn Jew.
(Exeunt Sala and Solar. Sby. How now, Tubal, what news from Genoua? halt thou found my daughter ?
Tub. I often came where I did hear of her, but cannot find her.
Sby. Why there, there, there, there ! a diamond gone, cost me two thousand ducats in Frankfort ! the curse never fell upon our nation till now, I never felt 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 the were hers'd at my foot, and the ducats in her coffin. No news of them - why, lo!-- and I know not what's spent in the search : why, thou loss upon loss, the thief gone with so much, and so much to find the thief; and no satisfaction, no revenge, nor no ill luck stirring, but what lights o'my shoulders ; no sighs but o'my breathing, no tears but o’my shedding.
Tub. Yes, other men have ill luck too; Antbonio, as I heard in Genoua
Sby. What, what, what ? i!l luck, ill luck ?
Tub. Hach an Argosie cast away, coming from Tripolis. 5
Sby. I thank God, I thank God; is it true ; is it true ?
Tub. I spoke with some of the sailors that escaped the wreck.
Sby. I thank thee, good Tubal ; good news, good news; ha, ha, where? in Genoua ?
Tub. Your daughter spent in Genoua, as I heard, one night, fourscore ducats.
Shy. Thou stick’st a dagger in me; I shall never see my gold again--fourscore ducats at a fitting, 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'm glad of it.
Tub. One of them shew'd me a ring, that he had of your daughter for a monky.
Shy. Out upon her! thou tortureft 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.
Tub. But Anthonio is certainly undone.
Sby. Nay, that's true, that's very true; go fee me an officer, bespeak him a fortnight before. I will have the heart of him, if he forfeit ; for were he out of Venice, I can make what merchandize I will. Tubal, and meet me at our fynagogue; go, good Tubal; at our fynagogue, Tubel.