Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Iew. into: I will buy with you, sell with you, talke with
Iew. you, walke with you, and so following: but I will
Iew. not eate with you, drinke with you, nor pray with you.
Iew. What newes on the Ryalta, who is he comes here?
Iew. Enter Anthonio.
Bass. Bass.
Bass. This is signior Anthonio.
Iew. Iew.
Iew. How like a fawning publican he lookes.
Iew. I hate him for he is a Christian:
Iew. But more, for that in low simplicitie
Iew. He lends out money gratis, and brings downe
Iew. The rate of vsance here with vs in Venice.
Iew. If I can catch him once vpon the hip,
Iew. I will feede fat the ancient grudge I beare him.
Iew. He hates our sacred Nation, and he railes
Iew. Euen there where Merchants most doe congregate
Iew. On me, my bargaines, and my well‑worne thrift,
Iew. Which he cals interrest: Cursed by my Trybe
Iew. If I forgiue him.