Directly intereft :-Mark what Jacob did! Should fall as Jacob's hire, The skilful fhepherd peel'd me certain wands, Fall party-color'd lambs, and thofe were Jacob's. Ant. This was a venture, fir, that Jacob ferv'd for; A thing not in his power to bring to pass, Or is your gold and filver, ewes and rams? Shy. I cannot tell;-I make it breed as faft! Ant. Mark you this, Baffanio, The devil can cite fcripture for his purpose. A goodly apple rotten at the heart: O, what a goodly outfide falfehood hath! Shy. Three thousand ducats!-'Tis a good Three months from twelve, then let me fee the rate 1 Ant Ant. Well! Shylock, fhall we be beholden to you? Shy. Signor Antonio ! many a time and oft, On the Rialto you have rated me About my monies, and my ufances: Still have I borne it with a patient shrug; A cur can lend three thousand ducats? or Shall I bend low, and in a bondman's key, With 'bated breath, and whisp'ring humbleness, Fair Sir, you spit on me on Wednesday last ; You call'd me-dog; and for these courtesies D2 Ant. Ant. I am as like to call thee fo again, As to thy friend; (for when did friendship take But lend it rather to thine enemy; Who if he break, thou may'ft with better face Shy. Why! look you, how you ftorm! Ant. This were kindnefs. Shy. This kindness will I fhow.- Ant. Content, in faith; I'll feal to fuch a bond, And fay, there is much kindness in the Jew. Bass. Bass. You fhall not feal to fuch a bond for ine, I'd rather dwell in my neceffity. Ant. Why, fear not, man! I will not forfeit it; Within these two months, that's a month before This bond expires, I do expect return Of thrice three times the value of this bond. Shy. O father Abraham, what thefe Chriftians are; Whofe own hard dealings teach them to fufpect A pound of man's flesh, taken from a man, Ant. Yes! Shylock, I will feal unto this bond. I will be with you. (Exit SHY. Ant. Hie thee, gentle Jew! This Hebrew will turn Chriftian; he grows kind.. Bass. Bass. I like not fair terms with a villain's mind. Ant. Come on! in this there can be no difmay, My fhips come home a month before the day! (Exeunt ACT II. SCENE I. Before the Rialto. Enter LAUNCELOT GOBBO. Laun. CERTAINLY, my confcience will serve me to run from this Jew my mafter: The fiend is at mine elbow; and tempts me, faying to me, Gobbo, Launcelot Gobbo, good Launcelot, or good Gobbo, or good Launcelot Gobbo, use your legs, take the start, run away.—My conscience says, no! take heed, honest Launcelot ; take heed, honest Gobbo; or, as aforefaid, honest Launcelot Gobbo; do not run; scorn running with thy heels.-Well! the most courageous fiend bids me pack; via! fays the fiend; away! fays the fiend, for the havens; rouse up a brave mind, fays the fiend, and run-Well! my conscience, hanging about the neck of my heart, fays very wifely to me, my honest friend Launcelot, budge not!-budge, fays the fiend!-budge not, fays my conscience!-Conscience, say I, you counfel well; fiend, fay I, you counfel well: to be |