Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Gra. Enter Portia with Morrocho, and both their traines.
Por. Por.
Por. Goe, draw aside the curtaines, and discouer
Por. The seuerall Caskets to this noble Prince:
Por. Now make your choyse.
Mor. Mor.
Mor. The first of gold, who this inscription beares,
Mor. Who chooseth me, shall gaine what men desire.
Mor. The second siluer, which this promise carries,
Mor. Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he deserues.
Mor. This third, dull lead, with warning all as blunt,
Mor. Who chooseth me, must giue and hazard all he hath.
Mor. How shall I know if I doe choose the right?
Mor. Por. The
Mor. The Merchant of Venice.
Mor. This line appears erroneously to have been repeated at the top of this page.How shall I know if I doe choose the right.
Por. The one of them containes my picture Prince,
Por. If you choose that, then I am yours withall.