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Reference: P2v - Comedies, p. 172

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The Merchant of Venice. The Prince of Arragon hath tane his oath, And comes to his election presently. Enter Arragon, his traine, and Portia. Flor. Cornets. Por. Behold, there stand the caskets noble Prince, If you choose that wherein I am contain'd,
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Straight shall our nuptiall rights be solemniz'd: But if thou faile, without more speech my Lord, You must be gone from hence immediately.
Ar. I am enioynd by oath to obserue three things; First, neuer to vnfold to any one
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Which casket 'twas I chose; next, if I faile Of the right casket, neuer in my life To wooe a maide in way of marriage: Lastly, if I doe faile in fortune of my choyse, Immediately to leaue you, and be gone.
Por.
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To these iniunctions euery one doth sweare That comes to hazard for my worthlesse selfe.
Ar. And so haue I addrest me, fortune now To my hearts hope: gold, siluer, and base lead. Who chooseth me must giue and hazard all he hath.
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You shall looke fairer ere I giue or hazard. What saies the golden chest, ha, let me see. Who chooseth me, shall gaine what many men desire: What many men desire, that many may be meant By the foole multitude that choose by show,
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Not learning more then the fond eye doth teach, Which pries not to th'interior, but like the Martlet Builds in the weather on the outward wall, Euen in the force and rode of casualtie. I will not choose what many men desire,
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Because I will not iumpe with common spirits, And ranke me with the barbarous multitudes. Why then to thee thou Siluer treasure house, Tell me once more, what title thou doost beare; Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserues:
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And well said too; for who shall goe about To cosen Fortune, and be honourable Without the stampe of merrit, let none presume To weare an vndeserued dignitie: O that estates, degrees, and offices,
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Were not deriu'd corruptly, and that cleare honour Were purchast by the merrit of the wearer; How many then should couer that stand bare? How many be commanded that command? How much low pleasantry would then be gleaned
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From the true seede of honor? And how much honor Pickt from the chaffe and ruine of the times, To be new varnisht: Well, but to my choise. Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserues. I will assume desert; giue me a key for this,
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And instantly vnlocke my fortunes here.
Por.

Too long a pause for that which you finde there.

Ar. What's here, the portrait of a blinking idiot Presenting me a scedule, I will reade it: How much vnlike art thou to Portia?
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How much vnlike my hopes and my deseruings? Who chooseth me, shall haue as much as he deserues. Did I deserue no more then a fooles head, Is that my prize, are my deserts no better?
Por. To offend and iudge are distinct offices,
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And of opposed natures.
Ar. What is here? The fier seauen times tried this,

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Seauen times tried that iudgement is, That did neuer choose amis,
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Some there be that shadowes kisse, Such haue but a shadowes blisse: There be fooles aliue Iwis Siluer'd o're, and so was this : Take what wife you will to bed,
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I will euer be your head: So be gone, you are sped.
Ar. Still more foole I shall appeare By the time I linger here, With one fooles head I came to woo,
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But I goe away with two. Sweet adue, Ile keepe my oath, Patiently to beare my wroath.
Por. Thus hath the candle sing'd the moath: O these deliberate fooles when they doe choose,
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They haue the wisdome by their wit to loose.
Ner. The ancient saying is no heresie, Hanging and wiuing goes by destinie. Por.

Come draw the curtaine Nerrissa.

Enter Messenger. Mes.

Where is my Lady?

Por.
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Here, what would my Lord?

Mes. Madam, there is a‑lighted at your gate A yong Venetian, one that comes before To signifie th'approaching of his Lord, From whom he bringeth sensible regreets;
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To wit (besides commends and curteous breath) Gifts of rich value; yet I haue not seene So likely an Embassador of loue. A day in Aprill neuer came so sweete To show how costly Sommer was at hand,
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As this fore‑spurrer comes before his Lord.
Por. No more I pray thee, I am halfe a‑feard Thou wilt say anone he is some kin to thee, Thou spend'st such high‑day wit in praising him: Come, come Nerryssa, for I long to see
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Quicke Cupids Post, that comes so mannerly.
Ner.

Bassanio Lord, loue if thy will it be.

Exeunt.
Actus Tertius. [Act 3, Scene 1] Enter Solanio and Salarino. Sol.

Now, what newes on the Ryalto?

Sal.

Why yet it liues there vncheckt, that Anthonio

hath a ship of rich lading wrackt on the narrow Seas; the

[1175]

Goodwins I thinke they call the place, a very dangerous

flat, and fatall, where the carcasses of many a tall ship, lye

buried, as they say, if my gossips report be an honest wo­

man of her word.

Sol.

I would she were as lying a gossip in that, as euer

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knapt Ginger, or made her neighbours beleeue she wept

for the death of a third husband: but it is true, without

any slips of prolixity, or crossing the plaine high‑way of

talke, that the good Anthonio, the honest Anthonio; ô that

I had a title good enough to keepe his name company!

Sal.
[1185]

Come, the full stop.

Sol.

Ha, what sayest thou, why the end is, he hath lost

a ship.

Sal. I

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Actus Tertius. [Act 3, Scene 1] Enter Solanio and Salarino. Sol.

Now, what newes on the Ryalto?

Sal.

Why yet it liues there vncheckt, that Anthonio

hath a ship of rich lading wrackt on the narrow Seas; the

[1175]

Goodwins I thinke they call the place, a very dangerous

flat, and fatall, where the carcasses of many a tall ship, lye

buried, as they say, if my gossips report be an honest wo­

man of her word.

Sol.

I would she were as lying a gossip in that, as euer

[1180]

knapt Ginger, or made her neighbours beleeue she wept

for the death of a third husband: but it is true, without

any slips of prolixity, or crossing the plaine high‑way of

talke, that the good Anthonio, the honest Anthonio; ô that

I had a title good enough to keepe his name company!

Sal.
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Come, the full stop.

Sol.

Ha, what sayest thou, why the end is, he hath lost

a ship.

Sal.

I would it might proue the end of his losses.

Sol.

Let me say Amen betimes, least the diuell crosse

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my praier, for here he comes in the likenes of a Iew. How

now Shylocke, what newes among the Merchants?

Enter Shylocke. Shy.

You knew none so well, none so well as you, of

my daughters flight.

Sal.

That's certaine, I for my part knew the Tailor

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that made the wings she flew withall.

Sol.

And Shylocke for his owne part knew the bird was

fledg'd, and then it is the complexion of them al to leaue

the dam.

Shy.

She is damn'd for it.

Sal.
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That's certaine, if the diuell may be her Iudge.

Shy.

My owne flesh and blood to rebell.

Sol.

Out vpon it old carrion, rebels it at these yeeres.

Shy.

I say my daughter is my flesh and bloud.

Sal.

There is more difference betweene thy flesh and

[1205]

hers, then betweene Iet and Iuorie, more betweene your

bloods, then there is betweene red wine and rennish: but

tell vs, doe you heare whether Anthonio haue had anie

losse at sea or no?

Shy.

There I haue another bad match, a bankrout, a

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prodigall, who dare scarce shew his head on the Ryalto,

a begger that was vsd to come so smug vpon the Mart:

let him look to his bond, he was wont to call me Vsurer,

let him looke to his bond, he was wont to lend money

for a Christian curtsie, let him looke to his bond.

Sal.
[1215]

Why I am sure if he forfaite, thou wilt not take

his flesh, what's that good for?

Shy.

To baite fish withall, if it will feede nothing

else, it will feede my reuenge; he hath disgrac'd me, and

hindred me halfe a million, laught at my losses, mockt at

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my gaines, scorned my Nation, thwarted my bargaines,

cooled my friends, heated mine enemies, and what's the

reason? I am a Iewe: Hath not a Iew eyes? hath not a

Iew hands, organs, dementions, sences, affections, passi­

ons, fed with the same foode, hurt with the same wea­

[1225]

pons, subiect to the same diseases, healed by the same

meanes, warmed and cooled by the same Winter and

Sommmer as a Christian is: if you pricke vs doe we not

bleede? if you tickle vs, doe we not laugh? if you poison

vs doe we not die? and if you wrong vs shall we not re­

[1230]

uenge? if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you

in that. If a Iew wrong a Christian, what is his humility,

reuenge? If a Christian wrong a Iew, what should his suf­

ferance be by Christian example, why reuenge? The vil­

lanie you teach me I will execute, and it shall goe hard

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but I will better the instruction.

Enter a man from Anthonio.

Gentlemen, my maister Anthonio is at his house, and

desires to speake with you both.

Sal.

We haue beene vp and downe to seeke him.

Enter Tuball. Sol.

Here comes another of the Tribe, a third cannot

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be matcht, vnlesse the diuell himselfe turne Iew.

Exeunt. Gentlemen. Shy.

How now Tuball, what newes from Genowa? hast

thou found my daughter?

Tub.

I often came where I did heare of ster her , but can­

not finde her.

Shy.
[1245]

Why there, there, there, there, a diamond gone

cost me two thousand ducats in Franckford, the curse ne­

uer fell vpon our Nation till now, I neuer felt it till now,

two thousand ducats in that, and other precious, preci­

ous iewels: I would my daughter were dead at my foot,

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and the iewels in her eare: would she were hearst at my

foote, and the duckets in her coffin: no newes of them,

why so? and I know not how much is spent in the search:

why thou losse vpon losse, the theefe gone with so

much, and so much to finde the theefe, and no satisfa­

[1255]

ction, no reuenge, nor no ill luck stirring but what lights

a my shoulders, no sighes but a my breathing, no teares

but a my shedding.

Tub.

Yes, other men haue ill lucke too, Anthonio as I

heard in Genowa?

Shy.
[1260]

What, what, what, ill lucke, ill lucke.

Tub.

Hath an Argosie cast away comming from Tri­

polis.

Shy.

I thanke God, I thanke God, is it true, is it true?

Tub.

I spoke with some of the Saylers that escaped

[1265]

the wracke.

Shy.

I thanke thee good Tuball, good newes, good

newes: ha, ha, here in Genowa.

Tub.

Your daughter spent in Genowa, as I heard, one

night fourescore ducats.

Shy.
[1270]

Thou stick'st a dagger in me, I shall neuer see my

gold againe, fourescore ducats at a sitting, fourescore du­

cats.

Tub.

There came diuers of Anthonios creditors in my

company to Venice, that sweare hee cannot choose but

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breake.

Shy.

I am very glad of it, ile plague him, ile torture

him, I am glad of it,

Tub.

One of them shewed me a ring that hee had of

your daughter for a Monkie.

Shy.
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Out vpon her, thou torturest me Tuball, it was

my Turkies, I had it of Leah when I was a Batcheler: I

would not haue giuen it for a wildernesse of Monkies.

Tub.

But Anthonio is certainely vndone.

Shy.

Nay, that's true, that's very true, goe Tuball, see

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me an Officer, bespeake him a fortnight before, I will

haue the heart of him if he forfeit, for were he out of Ve­

nice, I can make what merchandize I will: goe Tuball,

and meete me at our Sinagogue, goe good Tuball, at our

Sinagogue Tuball.

Exeunt.
 

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      <lb n="1211"/>a begger that was vsd to come so smug vpon the Mart:
      <lb n="1212"/>let him look to his bond, he was wont to call me Vsurer,
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      <lb n="1219"/>hindred me halfe a million, laught at my losses, mockt at
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      <lb n="1221"/>cooled my friends, heated mine enemies, and what's the
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      <lb n="1247"/>uer fell vpon our Nation till now, I neuer felt it till now,
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      <lb n="1249"/>ous iewels: I would my daughter were dead at my foot,
      <lb n="1250"/>and the iewels in her eare: would she were hearst at my
      <lb n="1251"/>foote, and the duckets in her coffin: no newes of them,
      <lb n="1252"/>why so? and I know not how much is spent in the search:
      <lb n="1253"/>why thou losse vpon losse, the theefe gone with so
      <lb n="1254"/>much, and so much to finde the theefe, and no satisfa­
      <lb n="1255"/>ction, no reuenge, nor no ill luck stirring but what lights
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      <speaker rend="italic">Shy.</speaker>
      <p n="1263">I thanke God, I thanke God, is it true, is it true?</p>
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   <sp who="#F-mv-tub">
      <speaker rend="italic">Tub.</speaker>
      <p n="1264">I spoke with some of the Saylers that escaped
      <lb n="1265"/>the wracke.</p>
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   <sp who="#F-mv-shy">
      <speaker rend="italic">Shy.</speaker>
      <p n="1266">I thanke thee good<hi rend="italic">Tuball</hi>, good newes, good
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   <sp who="#F-mv-tub">
      <speaker rend="italic">Tub.</speaker>
      <p n="1268">Your daughter spent in Genowa, as I heard, one
      <lb n="1269"/>night fourescore ducats.</p>
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   <sp who="#F-mv-shy">
      <speaker rend="italic">Shy.</speaker>
      <p n="1270">Thou stick'st a dagger in me, I shall neuer see my
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   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-mv-tub">
      <speaker rend="italic">Tub.</speaker>
      <p n="1273">There came diuers of<hi rend="italic">Anthonios</hi>creditors in my
      <lb n="1274"/>company to Venice, that sweare hee cannot choose but
      <lb n="1275"/>breake.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-mv-shy">
      <speaker rend="italic">Shy.</speaker>
      <p n="1276">I am very glad of it, ile plague him, ile torture
      <lb n="1277"/>him, I am glad of it,</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-mv-tub">
      <speaker rend="italic">Tub.</speaker>
      <p n="1278">One of them shewed me a ring that hee had of
      <lb n="1279"/>your daughter for a Monkie.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-mv-shy">
      <speaker rend="italic">Shy.</speaker>
      <p n="1280">Out vpon her, thou torturest me<hi rend="italic">Tuball</hi>, it was
      <lb n="1281"/>my Turkies, I had it of<hi rend="italic">Leah</hi>when I was a Batcheler: I
      <lb n="1282"/>would not haue giuen it for a wildernesse of Monkies.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-mv-tub">
      <speaker rend="italic">Tub.</speaker>
      <p n="1283">But<hi rend="italic">Anthonio</hi>is certainely vndone.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-mv-shy">
      <speaker rend="italic">Shy.</speaker>
      <p n="1284">Nay, that's true, that's very true, goe<hi rend="italic">Tuball</hi>, see
      <lb n="1285"/>me an Officer, bespeake him a fortnight before, I will
      <lb n="1286"/>haue the heart of him if he forfeit, for were he out of Ve­
      <lb n="1287"/>nice, I can make what merchandize I will: goe<hi rend="italic">Tuball</hi>,
      <lb n="1288"/>and meete me at our Sinagogue, goe good<hi rend="italic">Tuball</hi>, at our
      <lb n="1289"/>Sinagogue<hi rend="italic">Tuball</hi>.</p>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic inline" type="exit">Exeunt.</stage>
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