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And with an unthrift love did run from Venice As far as Belmont.
Jess. And in such a night, Did young Lorenzo swear he lov'd her well, Stealing her soul with many vows of faith, And ne'er a true one. .
' Lor. And in such a night, Did pretty Jessica, like a little shrew, Slander her love, and he forgave it her.
Jess. I would out-night you, did nobody come; But, hark! I hear the footing of a man,
Enter BALTHAZAR.... . Lor. (rifing) Who comes so fast in silence of
the night? Bal. A friend.
Lor. What friend! Your name, : I pray you friend?
Bal. Balthazar is my name ; and I bring word My mistress will, before the break of day, Go forth from Belmont. She will stray about By holy crosses, there she'll kneel and pray For happy wedlock hours. She's coming hither To bid you farewell.. i
Lor. We'll expect her coming. Come, bring your music forth into the air.
How sweet the moon-light feeps upon this bank!
Jess. I'm never merry, when I hear sweet music.
Lor. The reason is your spirits are attentive. For do but note a wild and wanton herd; Or race of youthful and unhandled colts, Fetching mad bounds, bellowing and neighing
loud; If they perchance but hear a trumpet found, Or any air of music touch their ears, You shall perceive them make a mutual stand, Their savage eyes turn’d to a modest gaze, By the sweet pow'r of music. Thus the poet Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones and floods;
Since nought so stockish, hard and full of rage,
Ner. When the moon shone, we did not fee will the candle.
Por. So doth the greater glory dim the less. A substitute shines brightly as a king, .... Until a king be by; and then his state Empties itself, as doth an inļand brook Into the main of waters. Music! hark!
Ner. It is your music, madam, from the house.
Por. Nothing is good, I see, without respect ; Methinks, it sounds much sweeter than by day.
Ner. Silence bestows that virtue on it, madam.
Por. The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither is attended ; and, I think
The nightingale, if she would sing by day,
Lor. That is the voice,
(Rising and approaching towards PorȚIA.
Por. I never did repent for doing good,
Only attended by Nerissa here,
Lor. Madam, with all my heart;
Por. My people do already know my mind, And will acknowledge you and Jessica In place of lord Bassanio and myself. So fare you well, till we shall meet again. Lor. Fair thoughts, and happy hours attend
on you! Por. I thank you for your wish, and am well
To with it back on you : fare you well, Jessica.
(Exeunt Jes; and Lon. Now, Balthazar, As I have ever found thee honest, true, So let me find thee still. : Take this same letter, And use thou all th' endeavour of a man, In speed to Padua; see thou render this Into my cousin's hand, doctor Bellario : And, look, what notes and gaments he doth give