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For the close night doth play the run-away,

And we are ftaid for at Baffanio's feast.

Jes. I will make faft the doors, and gild myfelt

With fome more ducats, and be with

you straight. [Exit JESSICA from the window.

Gra. Now, by my hood, a Gentile, and no Jew.

Lor. Befhrew me, but I love her heartily;
For fhe is wife, if I can judge of her

And fair fhe is, if that mine eyes be true;
And true fhe is, as fhe hath prov'd herself:
And therefore, like herself, wife, fair, and true,
Shall be placed in my conftant foul.

Enter JESSICA.

What, art thou come ?----On, gentlemen, away;
Our mafquing mates by this time for us stay.

(Exeunt.

ACT III.

SCENE I.

A Street in Venice.

Enter SALARINO and SOLANIO.

Sala WHY man, I faw Bassanio under sail;

With him is Gratiano gone along;

And in their ship, I am fure Lorenzo is not.

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Sol. The villain Jew with outcries rais'd the

duke;

Who went with him to fearch Baffanio's fhip.

Sala. He came too late, the ship was under fail:
But there the duke was given to understand,
That in a gondola were feen together
Lorenzo and his lovely Jeffica;,
Besides, Antonio certify'd the duke,
They were not with Bassanio in his ship.

Sol. I never heard a paffion fo confus'd,
So ftrange, outrageous, and fo variable,
As the dog Jew did utter in the streets:
My daughter!-O my ducats!-O my daughter!
Fled with a Chriftian !-O my Chriftian ducats!-
Juftice! the law! my ducats, and my daughter!-
Let good Antonio look he keep his day,
Or he shall pay for this.

Sala. A kinder gentleman treads not the earth.

I saw Baffanio and Antonio part.

Baffanio told him, he would make some speed

Of his return; he answer'd: Do not fo;
Stubber not business for my fake, Bafanio;
But ftay the very riping of the time.

And for the few's bond, which he has of me,
Let it not enter in your mind of love.
Be merry, and employ your chiefeft thoughts
To courtship, and fuch fair oftents of love,

As

As fhall conveniently become you there.

And even there, his eye being big with tears,
Turning his face, he put his hand behind him,
And with affection wond'rous fenfible,

He wrung Baffanio's hand, and fo they parted.

Sol. I think he only loves the world for him. I fear me, his embraced heaviness

Will foon have too much food. On the Rialto I reafon'd with a Frenchman yesterday,

-in

Who told me, in the narrow feas, that part

The French and English, there miscarried
A veffel of our country richly fraught,
'Tis thought it was Antonio's!

Sala. I would it might prove the end of his loffes! Sol. Let me fay amen betimes, left the devil cross thy prayer-for here he comes in the likeness of a Jew.

Enter SHYLOCK.

Shy. You knew, none fo well, none fo well as my daughter's flight.

you,

of

Sala. That's certain; 1, for my part, knew the tailor, that made the wings the flew withal.

Sol. And Shylock, for his own part, knew the bird was fledged; and then it is the complexion of them all to leave the dam.

Shy.

Shy. She is damned for it.

Sala. That's certain, if the devil may be her judge.

Shy. My own flesh and blood to rebel!

Sala. Out upon it, old carrion! rebels it a thefe years?

Shy. I fay my daughter is my flesh and blood.

Sala. There is more difference between thy flesh and hers, than between jet and ivory; more between your blood, than there is between red wine and Rhenish.

Sol. But tell us, do you hear, whether Antonio have had any lofs at fea or no?

Shy. There I have another bad match: a bankrupt, a prodigal, who dare fcarce fhow his head on the Rialto:-a beggar, that used to come fo fmug upon the mart ;-let him look to his bond: he was wont to call me ufurer;-let him look to his bond: he was wont to lend money for a Chriftian courtesy ;-let him look to his bond.

Sala. Why, I am fure, 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 difgraced

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me

me, and hindered me of half a million; laughed at my loffes, mocked at my gains, fcorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated my enemies; and what's his reafon? I am a Jew! Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimenfions, fenfes, affections, paffions? fed with the fame food, hurt with the fame weapons, fubject to the fame difeafes, healed by the fame means, warmed and cooled by the fame winter and fummer, as a Chriftian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poifon us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, fhall we not revenge? if we are like in the reft, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? revenge. If a Chriftian wrong a Jew, what fhould his fufferance be by Christian example? why, revenge. The villainy, you teach me, I will execute; and it fhall go hard, but I will better the inftruction.

you

Sol. Here comes another of the tribe; a third cannot be matched, unless the devil himself turn [Exeunt SoL. and SALA.

Jew.

Enter TUBAL.

Shy. How now, Tubal, what news from Genoa? haft thou found my daughter?

Tub.

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