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If thou be'st rated by thy estimation,
Por. There, take it, prince, and if my form lie
Then I am yours. (He unlocks the golden casket.
O hell! what have we here!
All that glisters is not gold,
Fare you well; your suit is cold.
Then, farewell, heat; and, welcome, frost.-
go; Let all of his complexion choose me so. (Exeunt.
Salar. Why man, I saw Bassanio under sail; With him is Gratiano gone along; And in their ship, I am sure, Lorenzo is not. Salan. The villain Jew with outcries rais'd the
duke; Who went with him to search Bassanio's ship.
Salar. He came too late, the ship was under sail: But there the duke was given to understand, That in a gondola were seen together Lorenzo and his amorous Jessica:
Besides, Antonio certify'd the duke,
Salan. I never heard a passion so confus'd,
stones, Stol'n by my daughter!-Justice! find the girl! She hath the stones upon her, and the ducats!
Salar. Why, all the boys in Venice follow him, Crying,-his stones, his daughter, and liis ducats. · Salan. Let good Antonio look he keep his day, Or he shall pay for this. Salar.
Marry, well remember'd: I reason'd* with a Frenchunan yesterday; Who told me, in the narrow seas, that part The French and English, there miscarried A vessel of our country, richly fraught: I thought upon Antonio, when he told me; And wish'd in silence, that it were not his. Salan. You were best to tell Antonio what you
hear; . Yet do uot suddenly, for it may grieve him.
Salar. A kinder gentleman treads not the earth. I saw Bassanio and Antonio part: Bassanio told him, he would make some speed Of his return; he answer'd-Do not so, Slubber nott business for my sake. Bassanio. But stay the very riping of the time; And for the Jew's bond, which he hath of me, Let it not enter in your mind of love: Be merry, and employ your chiefest thoughts
To courtship, and such fair ostents* of love
Salan. I think, he only loves the world for him.
Do we so. (Ereunt.
A room in Portia's house.
Enter Nerissa, with a servant.
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,
* Shows, tokens.
If I do fail in fortune of my choice,
Por. To these injunctions every one doth swear, That comes to hazard for my worthless self,
Ar. And so have I address'di 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 martlet, Builds in the weather on the outward wall, Even in the force + and road of casualty. I will not choose what many men desire, Because I will not jumpi with common spirits, And rank nie with the barbarous multitudes. Why, then to thec, 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. 0, 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 avd ruin of the times, To be new varnish'd? Well, but to my choice: Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he deserves; I will assume desert;-Give me a key for this, Aud instantly unlock my fortuves bere.
Por. Too long a pause for that which you find there.