Array ( [TITLE] => The Merchant of Venice [PERSONA] => Array ( [TITLE] => Introduction Actors [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => The DUKE OF VENICE. [1] => ANTONIO, a merchant of Venice. [2] => BASSANIO, his friend, suitor likewise to Portia. [3] => LORENZO, in love with Jessica. [4] => SHYLOCK, a rich Jew. [5] => TUBAL, a Jew, his friend. [6] => LAUNCELOT GOBBO, the clown, servant to SHYLOCK. [7] => OLD GOBBO, father to Launcelot. [8] => LEONARDO, servant to BASSANIO. [9] => PORTIA, a rich heiress. [10] => NERISSA, her waiting-maid. [11] => JESSICA, daughter to SHYLOCK. [12] => Magnificoes of Venice, Officers of the Court of Justice, Gaoler, Servants to Portia, and other Attendants. ) [ACTORS] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => The PRINCE OF MOROCCO [1] => The PRINCE OF ARRAGON ) [GRPDESCR] => suitors to Portia. ) [1] => Array ( [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => SALANIO [1] => SALARINO [2] => GRATIANO [3] => SALERIO ) [GRPDESCR] => friends to Antonio and Bassanio. ) [2] => Array ( [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => BALTHASAR [1] => STEPHANO ) [GRPDESCR] => servants to PORTIA. ) ) ) [SCNDESCR] => SCENE Partly at Venice, and partly at Belmont, the seat of PORTIA, on the Continent. [PLAYSUBT] => THE MERCHANT OF VENICE [ACT] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT I [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. Venice. A street. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter ANTONIO, SALARINO, and SALANIO [1] => Enter BASSANIO, LORENZO, and GRATIANO [2] => Exeunt Salarino and Salanio [3] => Exeunt GRATIANO and LORENZO [4] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In sooth, I know not why I am so sad: [1] => It wearies me; you say it wearies you; [2] => But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, [3] => What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, [4] => I am to learn; [5] => And such a want-wit sadness makes of me, [6] => That I have much ado to know myself. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Your mind is tossing on the ocean; [1] => There, where your argosies with portly sail, [2] => Like signiors and rich burghers on the flood, [3] => Or, as it were, the pageants of the sea, [4] => Do overpeer the petty traffickers, [5] => That curtsy to them, do them reverence, [6] => As they fly by them with their woven wings. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Believe me, sir, had I such venture forth, [1] => The better part of my affections would [2] => Be with my hopes abroad. I should be still [3] => Plucking the grass, to know where sits the wind, [4] => Peering in maps for ports and piers and roads; [5] => And every object that might make me fear [6] => Misfortune to my ventures, out of doubt [7] => Would make me sad. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My wind cooling my broth [1] => Would blow me to an ague, when I thought [2] => What harm a wind too great at sea might do. [3] => I should not see the sandy hour-glass run, [4] => But I should think of shallows and of flats, [5] => And see my wealthy Andrew dock'd in sand, [6] => Vailing her high-top lower than her ribs [7] => To kiss her burial. Should I go to church [8] => And see the holy edifice of stone, [9] => And not bethink me straight of dangerous rocks, [10] => Which touching but my gentle vessel's side, [11] => Would scatter all her spices on the stream, [12] => Enrobe the roaring waters with my silks, [13] => And, in a word, but even now worth this, [14] => And now worth nothing? Shall I have the thought [15] => To think on this, and shall I lack the thought [16] => That such a thing bechanced would make me sad? [17] => But tell not me; I know, Antonio [18] => Is sad to think upon his merchandise. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Believe me, no: I thank my fortune for it, [1] => My ventures are not in one bottom trusted, [2] => Nor to one place; nor is my whole estate [3] => Upon the fortune of this present year: [4] => Therefore my merchandise makes me not sad. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => Why, then you are in love. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Fie, fie! ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Not in love neither? Then let us say you are sad, [1] => Because you are not merry: and 'twere as easy [2] => For you to laugh and leap and say you are merry, [3] => Because you are not sad. Now, by two-headed Janus, [4] => Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time: [5] => Some that will evermore peep through their eyes [6] => And laugh like parrots at a bag-piper, [7] => And other of such vinegar aspect [8] => That they'll not show their teeth in way of smile, [9] => Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here comes Bassanio, your most noble kinsman, [1] => Gratiano and Lorenzo. Fare ye well: [2] => We leave you now with better company. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I would have stay'd till I had made you merry, [1] => If worthier friends had not prevented me. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Your worth is very dear in my regard. [1] => I take it, your own business calls on you [2] => And you embrace the occasion to depart. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => Good morrow, my good lords. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good signiors both, when shall we laugh? say, when? [1] => You grow exceeding strange: must it be so? ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => We'll make our leisures to attend on yours. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My Lord Bassanio, since you have found Antonio, [1] => We two will leave you: but at dinner-time, [2] => I pray you, have in mind where we must meet. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => I will not fail you. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You look not well, Signior Antonio; [1] => You have too much respect upon the world: [2] => They lose it that do buy it with much care: [3] => Believe me, you are marvellously changed. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano; [1] => A stage where every man must play a part, [2] => And mine a sad one. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let me play the fool: [1] => With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come, [2] => And let my liver rather heat with wine [3] => Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. [4] => Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, [5] => Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster? [6] => Sleep when he wakes and creep into the jaundice [7] => By being peevish? I tell thee what, Antonio-- [8] => I love thee, and it is my love that speaks-- [9] => There are a sort of men whose visages [10] => Do cream and mantle like a standing pond, [11] => And do a wilful stillness entertain, [12] => With purpose to be dress'd in an opinion [13] => Of wisdom, gravity, profound conceit, [14] => As who should say 'I am Sir Oracle, [15] => And when I ope my lips let no dog bark!' [16] => O my Antonio, I do know of these [17] => That therefore only are reputed wise [18] => For saying nothing; when, I am very sure, [19] => If they should speak, would almost damn those ears, [20] => Which, hearing them, would call their brothers fools. [21] => I'll tell thee more of this another time: [22] => But fish not, with this melancholy bait, [23] => For this fool gudgeon, this opinion. [24] => Come, good Lorenzo. Fare ye well awhile: [25] => I'll end my exhortation after dinner. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, we will leave you then till dinner-time: [1] => I must be one of these same dumb wise men, [2] => For Gratiano never lets me speak. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, keep me company but two years moe, [1] => Thou shalt not know the sound of thine own tongue. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Farewell: I'll grow a talker for this gear. ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thanks, i' faith, for silence is only commendable [1] => In a neat's tongue dried and a maid not vendible. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Is that any thing now? ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more [1] => than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two [2] => grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff: you [3] => shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you [4] => have them, they are not worth the search. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, tell me now what lady is the same [1] => To whom you swore a secret pilgrimage, [2] => That you to-day promised to tell me of? ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis not unknown to you, Antonio, [1] => How much I have disabled mine estate, [2] => By something showing a more swelling port [3] => Than my faint means would grant continuance: [4] => Nor do I now make moan to be abridged [5] => From such a noble rate; but my chief care [6] => Is to come fairly off from the great debts [7] => Wherein my time something too prodigal [8] => Hath left me gaged. To you, Antonio, [9] => I owe the most, in money and in love, [10] => And from your love I have a warranty [11] => To unburden all my plots and purposes [12] => How to get clear of all the debts I owe. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I pray you, good Bassanio, let me know it; [1] => And if it stand, as you yourself still do, [2] => Within the eye of honour, be assured, [3] => My purse, my person, my extremest means, [4] => Lie all unlock'd to your occasions. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In my school-days, when I had lost one shaft, [1] => I shot his fellow of the self-same flight [2] => The self-same way with more advised watch, [3] => To find the other forth, and by adventuring both [4] => I oft found both: I urge this childhood proof, [5] => Because what follows is pure innocence. [6] => I owe you much, and, like a wilful youth, [7] => That which I owe is lost; but if you please [8] => To shoot another arrow that self way [9] => Which you did shoot the first, I do not doubt, [10] => As I will watch the aim, or to find both [11] => Or bring your latter hazard back again [12] => And thankfully rest debtor for the first. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You know me well, and herein spend but time [1] => To wind about my love with circumstance; [2] => And out of doubt you do me now more wrong [3] => In making question of my uttermost [4] => Than if you had made waste of all I have: [5] => Then do but say to me what I should do [6] => That in your knowledge may by me be done, [7] => And I am prest unto it: therefore, speak. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In Belmont is a lady richly left; [1] => And she is fair, and, fairer than that word, [2] => Of wondrous virtues: sometimes from her eyes [3] => I did receive fair speechless messages: [4] => Her name is Portia, nothing undervalued [5] => To Cato's daughter, Brutus' Portia: [6] => Nor is the wide world ignorant of her worth, [7] => For the four winds blow in from every coast [8] => Renowned suitors, and her sunny locks [9] => Hang on her temples like a golden fleece; [10] => Which makes her seat of Belmont Colchos' strand, [11] => And many Jasons come in quest of her. [12] => O my Antonio, had I but the means [13] => To hold a rival place with one of them, [14] => I have a mind presages me such thrift, [15] => That I should questionless be fortunate! ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou know'st that all my fortunes are at sea; [1] => Neither have I money nor commodity [2] => To raise a present sum: therefore go forth; [3] => Try what my credit can in Venice do: [4] => That shall be rack'd, even to the uttermost, [5] => To furnish thee to Belmont, to fair Portia. [6] => Go, presently inquire, and so will I, [7] => Where money is, and I no question make [8] => To have it of my trust or for my sake. ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II: Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter PORTIA and NERISSA [1] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => By my troth, Nerissa, my little body is aweary of [1] => this great world. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You would be, sweet madam, if your miseries were in [1] => the same abundance as your good fortunes are: and [2] => yet, for aught I see, they are as sick that surfeit [3] => with too much as they that starve with nothing. It [4] => is no mean happiness therefore, to be seated in the [5] => mean: superfluity comes sooner by white hairs, but [6] => competency lives longer. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Good sentences and well pronounced. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => They would be better, if well followed. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If to do were as easy as to know what were good to [1] => do, chapels had been churches and poor men's [2] => cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that [3] => follows his own instructions: I can easier teach [4] => twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the [5] => twenty to follow mine own teaching. The brain may [6] => devise laws for the blood, but a hot temper leaps [7] => o'er a cold decree: such a hare is madness the [8] => youth, to skip o'er the meshes of good counsel the [9] => cripple. But this reasoning is not in the fashion to [10] => choose me a husband. O me, the word 'choose!' I may [11] => neither choose whom I would nor refuse whom I [12] => dislike; so is the will of a living daughter curbed [13] => by the will of a dead father. Is it not hard, [14] => Nerissa, that I cannot choose one nor refuse none? ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Your father was ever virtuous; and holy men at their [1] => death have good inspirations: therefore the lottery, [2] => that he hath devised in these three chests of gold, [3] => silver and lead, whereof who chooses his meaning [4] => chooses you, will, no doubt, never be chosen by any [5] => rightly but one who shall rightly love. But what [6] => warmth is there in your affection towards any of [7] => these princely suitors that are already come? ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I pray thee, over-name them; and as thou namest [1] => them, I will describe them; and, according to my [2] => description, level at my affection. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => First, there is the Neapolitan prince. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, that's a colt indeed, for he doth nothing but [1] => talk of his horse; and he makes it a great [2] => appropriation to his own good parts, that he can [3] => shoe him himself. I am much afeard my lady his [4] => mother played false with a smith. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Then there is the County Palatine. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He doth nothing but frown, as who should say 'If you [1] => will not have me, choose:' he hears merry tales and [2] => smiles not: I fear he will prove the weeping [3] => philosopher when he grows old, being so full of [4] => unmannerly sadness in his youth. I had rather be [5] => married to a death's-head with a bone in his mouth [6] => than to either of these. God defend me from these [7] => two! ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => How say you by the French lord, Monsieur Le Bon? ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => God made him, and therefore let him pass for a man. [1] => In truth, I know it is a sin to be a mocker: but, [2] => he! why, he hath a horse better than the [3] => Neapolitan's, a better bad habit of frowning than [4] => the Count Palatine; he is every man in no man; if a [5] => throstle sing, he falls straight a capering: he will [6] => fence with his own shadow: if I should marry him, I [7] => should marry twenty husbands. If he would despise me [8] => I would forgive him, for if he love me to madness, I [9] => shall never requite him. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What say you, then, to Falconbridge, the young baron [1] => of England? ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You know I say nothing to him, for he understands [1] => not me, nor I him: he hath neither Latin, French, [2] => nor Italian, and you will come into the court and [3] => swear that I have a poor pennyworth in the English. [4] => He is a proper man's picture, but, alas, who can [5] => converse with a dumb-show? How oddly he is suited! [6] => I think he bought his doublet in Italy, his round [7] => hose in France, his bonnet in Germany and his [8] => behavior every where. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => What think you of the Scottish lord, his neighbour? ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That he hath a neighbourly charity in him, for he [1] => borrowed a box of the ear of the Englishman and [2] => swore he would pay him again when he was able: I [3] => think the Frenchman became his surety and sealed [4] => under for another. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => How like you the young German, the Duke of Saxony's nephew? ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Very vilely in the morning, when he is sober, and [1] => most vilely in the afternoon, when he is drunk: when [2] => he is best, he is a little worse than a man, and [3] => when he is worst, he is little better than a beast: [4] => and the worst fall that ever fell, I hope I shall [5] => make shift to go without him. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If he should offer to choose, and choose the right [1] => casket, you should refuse to perform your father's [2] => will, if you should refuse to accept him. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Therefore, for fear of the worst, I pray thee, set a [1] => deep glass of rhenish wine on the contrary casket, [2] => for if the devil be within and that temptation [3] => without, I know he will choose it. I will do any [4] => thing, Nerissa, ere I'll be married to a sponge. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You need not fear, lady, the having any of these [1] => lords: they have acquainted me with their [2] => determinations; which is, indeed, to return to their [3] => home and to trouble you with no more suit, unless [4] => you may be won by some other sort than your father's [5] => imposition depending on the caskets. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If I live to be as old as Sibylla, I will die as [1] => chaste as Diana, unless I be obtained by the manner [2] => of my father's will. I am glad this parcel of wooers [3] => are so reasonable, for there is not one among them [4] => but I dote on his very absence, and I pray God grant [5] => them a fair departure. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Do you not remember, lady, in your father's time, a [1] => Venetian, a scholar and a soldier, that came hither [2] => in company of the Marquis of Montferrat? ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Yes, yes, it was Bassanio; as I think, he was so called. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => True, madam: he, of all the men that ever my foolish [1] => eyes looked upon, was the best deserving a fair lady. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I remember him well, and I remember him worthy of [1] => thy praise. [2] => How now! what news? ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter a Serving-man ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The four strangers seek for you, madam, to take [1] => their leave: and there is a forerunner come from a [2] => fifth, the Prince of Morocco, who brings word the [3] => prince his master will be here to-night. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If I could bid the fifth welcome with so good a [1] => heart as I can bid the other four farewell, I should [2] => be glad of his approach: if he have the condition [3] => of a saint and the complexion of a devil, I had [4] => rather he should shrive me than wive me. Come, [5] => Nerissa. Sirrah, go before. [6] => Whiles we shut the gates [7] => upon one wooer, another knocks at the door. ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. Venice. A public place. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter BASSANIO and SHYLOCK [1] => Enter ANTONIO [2] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Three thousand ducats; well. ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Ay, sir, for three months. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => For three months; well. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => For the which, as I told you, Antonio shall be bound. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Antonio shall become bound; well. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => May you stead me? will you pleasure me? shall I [1] => know your answer? ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Three thousand ducats for three months and Antonio bound. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Your answer to that. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Antonio is a good man. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Have you heard any imputation to the contrary? ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Oh, no, no, no, no: my meaning in saying he is a [1] => good man is to have you understand me that he is [2] => sufficient. Yet his means are in supposition: he [3] => hath an argosy bound to Tripolis, another to the [4] => Indies; I understand moreover, upon the Rialto, he [5] => hath a third at Mexico, a fourth for England, and [6] => other ventures he hath, squandered abroad. But ships [7] => are but boards, sailors but men: there be land-rats [8] => and water-rats, water-thieves and land-thieves, I [9] => mean pirates, and then there is the peril of waters, [10] => winds and rocks. The man is, notwithstanding, [11] => sufficient. Three thousand ducats; I think I may [12] => take his bond. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Be assured you may. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will be assured I may; and, that I may be assured, [1] => I will bethink me. May I speak with Antonio? ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => If it please you to dine with us. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yes, to smell pork; to eat of the habitation which [1] => your prophet the Nazarite conjured the devil into. I [2] => will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, [3] => walk with you, and so following, but I will not eat [4] => with you, drink with you, nor pray with you. What [5] => news on the Rialto? Who is he comes here? ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => This is Signior Antonio. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => I hate him for he is a Christian, [2] => But more for that in low simplicity [3] => He lends out money gratis and brings down [4] => The rate of usance here with us in Venice. [5] => If I can catch him once upon the hip, [6] => I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him. [7] => He hates our sacred nation, and he rails, [8] => Even there where merchants most do congregate, [9] => On me, my bargains and my well-won thrift, [10] => Which he calls interest. Cursed be my tribe, [11] => If I forgive him! ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Shylock, do you hear? ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am debating of my present store, [1] => And, by the near guess of my memory, [2] => I cannot instantly raise up the gross [3] => Of full three thousand ducats. What of that? [4] => Tubal, a wealthy Hebrew of my tribe, [5] => Will furnish me. But soft! how many months [6] => Do you desire? [7] => Rest you fair, good signior; [8] => Your worship was the last man in our mouths. ) [STAGEDIR] => To ANTONIO ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Shylock, although I neither lend nor borrow [1] => By taking nor by giving of excess, [2] => Yet, to supply the ripe wants of my friend, [3] => I'll break a custom. Is he yet possess'd [4] => How much ye would? ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Ay, ay, three thousand ducats. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => And for three months. ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I had forgot; three months; you told me so. [1] => Well then, your bond; and let me see; but hear you; [2] => Methought you said you neither lend nor borrow [3] => Upon advantage. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => I do never use it. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => When Jacob grazed his uncle Laban's sheep-- [1] => This Jacob from our holy Abram was, [2] => As his wise mother wrought in his behalf, [3] => The third possessor; ay, he was the third-- ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => And what of him? did he take interest? ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, not take interest, not, as you would say, [1] => Directly interest: mark what Jacob did. [2] => When Laban and himself were compromised [3] => That all the eanlings which were streak'd and pied [4] => Should fall as Jacob's hire, the ewes, being rank, [5] => In the end of autumn turned to the rams, [6] => And, when the work of generation was [7] => Between these woolly breeders in the act, [8] => The skilful shepherd peel'd me certain wands, [9] => And, in the doing of the deed of kind, [10] => He stuck them up before the fulsome ewes, [11] => Who then conceiving did in eaning time [12] => Fall parti-colour'd lambs, and those were Jacob's. [13] => This was a way to thrive, and he was blest: [14] => And thrift is blessing, if men steal it not. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This was a venture, sir, that Jacob served for; [1] => A thing not in his power to bring to pass, [2] => But sway'd and fashion'd by the hand of heaven. [3] => Was this inserted to make interest good? [4] => Or is your gold and silver ewes and rams? ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I cannot tell; I make it breed as fast: [1] => But note me, signior. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Mark you this, Bassanio, [1] => The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose. [2] => An evil soul producing holy witness [3] => Is like a villain with a smiling cheek, [4] => A goodly apple rotten at the heart: [5] => O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath! ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Three thousand ducats; 'tis a good round sum. [1] => Three months from twelve; then, let me see; the rate-- ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Well, Shylock, shall we be beholding to you? ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Signior Antonio, many a time and oft [1] => In the Rialto you have rated me [2] => About my moneys and my usances: [3] => Still have I borne it with a patient shrug, [4] => For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe. [5] => You call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog, [6] => And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, [7] => And all for use of that which is mine own. [8] => Well then, it now appears you need my help: [9] => Go to, then; you come to me, and you say [10] => 'Shylock, we would have moneys:' you say so; [11] => You, that did void your rheum upon my beard [12] => And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur [13] => Over your threshold: moneys is your suit [14] => What should I say to you? Should I not say [15] => 'Hath a dog money? is it possible [16] => A cur can lend three thousand ducats?' Or [17] => Shall I bend low and in a bondman's key, [18] => With bated breath and whispering humbleness, Say this; [19] => 'Fair sir, you spit on me on Wednesday last; [20] => You spurn'd me such a day; another time [21] => You call'd me dog; and for these courtesies [22] => I'll lend you thus much moneys'? ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am as like to call thee so again, [1] => To spit on thee again, to spurn thee too. [2] => If thou wilt lend this money, lend it not [3] => As to thy friends; for when did friendship take [4] => A breed for barren metal of his friend? [5] => But lend it rather to thine enemy, [6] => Who, if he break, thou mayst with better face [7] => Exact the penalty. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, look you, how you storm! [1] => I would be friends with you and have your love, [2] => Forget the shames that you have stain'd me with, [3] => Supply your present wants and take no doit [4] => Of usance for my moneys, and you'll not hear me: [5] => This is kind I offer. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => This were kindness. ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This kindness will I show. [1] => Go with me to a notary, seal me there [2] => Your single bond; and, in a merry sport, [3] => If you repay me not on such a day, [4] => In such a place, such sum or sums as are [5] => Express'd in the condition, let the forfeit [6] => Be nominated for an equal pound [7] => Of your fair flesh, to be cut off and taken [8] => In what part of your body pleaseth me. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Content, i' faith: I'll seal to such a bond [1] => And say there is much kindness in the Jew. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You shall not seal to such a bond for me: [1] => I'll rather dwell in my necessity. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, fear not, man; I will not forfeit it: [1] => Within these two months, that's a month before [2] => This bond expires, I do expect return [3] => Of thrice three times the value of this bond. ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O father Abram, what these Christians are, [1] => Whose own hard dealings teaches them suspect [2] => The thoughts of others! Pray you, tell me this; [3] => If he should break his day, what should I gain [4] => By the exaction of the forfeiture? [5] => A pound of man's flesh taken from a man [6] => Is not so estimable, profitable neither, [7] => As flesh of muttons, beefs, or goats. I say, [8] => To buy his favour, I extend this friendship: [9] => If he will take it, so; if not, adieu; [10] => And, for my love, I pray you wrong me not. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Yes Shylock, I will seal unto this bond. ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then meet me forthwith at the notary's; [1] => Give him direction for this merry bond, [2] => And I will go and purse the ducats straight, [3] => See to my house, left in the fearful guard [4] => Of an unthrifty knave, and presently [5] => I will be with you. ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hie thee, gentle Jew. [1] => The Hebrew will turn Christian: he grows kind. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Shylock ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => I like not fair terms and a villain's mind. ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come on: in this there can be no dismay; [1] => My ships come home a month before the day. ) ) ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT II [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Flourish of cornets. Enter the PRINCE OF MOROCCO and his train; PORTIA, NERISSA, and others attending [1] => Cornets, and exeunt ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MOROCCO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Mislike me not for my complexion, [1] => The shadow'd livery of the burnish'd sun, [2] => To whom I am a neighbour and near bred. [3] => Bring me the fairest creature northward born, [4] => Where Phoebus' fire scarce thaws the icicles, [5] => And let us make incision for your love, [6] => To prove whose blood is reddest, his or mine. [7] => I tell thee, lady, this aspect of mine [8] => Hath fear'd the valiant: by my love I swear [9] => The best-regarded virgins of our clime [10] => Have loved it too: I would not change this hue, [11] => Except to steal your thoughts, my gentle queen. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In terms of choice I am not solely led [1] => By nice direction of a maiden's eyes; [2] => Besides, the lottery of my destiny [3] => Bars me the right of voluntary choosing: [4] => But if my father had not scanted me [5] => And hedged me by his wit, to yield myself [6] => His wife who wins me by that means I told you, [7] => Yourself, renowned prince, then stood as fair [8] => As any comer I have look'd on yet [9] => For my affection. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MOROCCO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Even for that I thank you: [1] => Therefore, I pray you, lead me to the caskets [2] => To try my fortune. By this scimitar [3] => That slew the Sophy and a Persian prince [4] => That won three fields of Sultan Solyman, [5] => I would outstare the sternest eyes that look, [6] => Outbrave the heart most daring on the earth, [7] => Pluck the young sucking cubs from the she-bear, [8] => Yea, mock the lion when he roars for prey, [9] => To win thee, lady. But, alas the while! [10] => If Hercules and Lichas play at dice [11] => Which is the better man, the greater throw [12] => May turn by fortune from the weaker hand: [13] => So is Alcides beaten by his page; [14] => And so may I, blind fortune leading me, [15] => Miss that which one unworthier may attain, [16] => And die with grieving. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You must take your chance, [1] => And either not attempt to choose at all [2] => Or swear before you choose, if you choose wrong [3] => Never to speak to lady afterward [4] => In way of marriage: therefore be advised. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MOROCCO [LINE] => Nor will not. Come, bring me unto my chance. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => First, forward to the temple: after dinner [1] => Your hazard shall be made. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MOROCCO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good fortune then! [1] => To make me blest or cursed'st among men. ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. Venice. A street. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter LAUNCELOT [1] => Enter Old GOBBO, with a basket [2] => Enter BASSANIO, with LEONARDO and other followers [3] => Exit a Servant [4] => Exeunt Launcelot and Old Gobbo [5] => Enter GRATIANO [6] => Exit [7] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Certainly my conscience will serve me to run from [1] => this Jew my master. The fiend is at mine elbow and [2] => tempts me saying to me 'Gobbo, Launcelot Gobbo, good [3] => Launcelot,' or 'good Gobbo,' or good Launcelot [4] => Gobbo, use your legs, take the start, run away. My [5] => conscience says 'No; take heed,' honest Launcelot; [6] => take heed, honest Gobbo, or, as aforesaid, 'honest [7] => Launcelot Gobbo; do not run; scorn running with thy [8] => heels.' Well, the most courageous fiend bids me [9] => pack: 'Via!' says the fiend; 'away!' says the [10] => fiend; 'for the heavens, rouse up a brave mind,' [11] => says the fiend, 'and run.' Well, my conscience, [12] => hanging about the neck of my heart, says very wisely [13] => to me 'My honest friend Launcelot, being an honest [14] => man's son,' or rather an honest woman's son; for, [15] => indeed, my father did something smack, something [16] => grow to, he had a kind of taste; well, my conscience [17] => says 'Launcelot, budge not.' 'Budge,' says the [18] => fiend. 'Budge not,' says my conscience. [19] => 'Conscience,' say I, 'you counsel well;' ' Fiend,' [20] => say I, 'you counsel well:' to be ruled by my [21] => conscience, I should stay with the Jew my master, [22] => who, God bless the mark, is a kind of devil; and, to [23] => run away from the Jew, I should be ruled by the [24] => fiend, who, saving your reverence, is the devil [25] => himself. Certainly the Jew is the very devil [26] => incarnal; and, in my conscience, my conscience is [27] => but a kind of hard conscience, to offer to counsel [28] => me to stay with the Jew. The fiend gives the more [29] => friendly counsel: I will run, fiend; my heels are [30] => at your command; I will run. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GOBBO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Master young man, you, I pray you, which is the way [1] => to master Jew's? ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => who, being more than sand-blind, high-gravel blind, [2] => knows me not: I will try confusions with him. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GOBBO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Master young gentleman, I pray you, which is the way [1] => to master Jew's? ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Turn up on your right hand at the next turning, but, [1] => at the next turning of all, on your left; marry, at [2] => the very next turning, turn of no hand, but turn [3] => down indirectly to the Jew's house. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GOBBO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => By God's sonties, 'twill be a hard way to hit. Can [1] => you tell me whether one Launcelot, [2] => that dwells with him, dwell with him or no? ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Talk you of young Master Launcelot? [1] => Mark me now; now will I raise the waters. Talk you [2] => of young Master Launcelot? ) [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GOBBO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No master, sir, but a poor man's son: his father, [1] => though I say it, is an honest exceeding poor man [2] => and, God be thanked, well to live. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, let his father be what a' will, we talk of [1] => young Master Launcelot. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GOBBO [LINE] => Your worship's friend and Launcelot, sir. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But I pray you, ergo, old man, ergo, I beseech you, [1] => talk you of young Master Launcelot? ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GOBBO [LINE] => Of Launcelot, an't please your mastership. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ergo, Master Launcelot. Talk not of Master [1] => Launcelot, father; for the young gentleman, [2] => according to Fates and Destinies and such odd [3] => sayings, the Sisters Three and such branches of [4] => learning, is indeed deceased, or, as you would say [5] => in plain terms, gone to heaven. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GOBBO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Marry, God forbid! the boy was the very staff of my [1] => age, my very prop. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Do I look like a cudgel or a hovel-post, a staff or [1] => a prop? Do you know me, father? ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GOBBO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Alack the day, I know you not, young gentleman: [1] => but, I pray you, tell me, is my boy, God rest his [2] => soul, alive or dead? ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Do you not know me, father? ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GOBBO [LINE] => Alack, sir, I am sand-blind; I know you not. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, indeed, if you had your eyes, you might fail of [1] => the knowing me: it is a wise father that knows his [2] => own child. Well, old man, I will tell you news of [3] => your son: give me your blessing: truth will come [4] => to light; murder cannot be hid long; a man's son [5] => may, but at the length truth will out. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GOBBO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Pray you, sir, stand up: I am sure you are not [1] => Launcelot, my boy. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Pray you, let's have no more fooling about it, but [1] => give me your blessing: I am Launcelot, your boy [2] => that was, your son that is, your child that shall [3] => be. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GOBBO [LINE] => I cannot think you are my son. ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know not what I shall think of that: but I am [1] => Launcelot, the Jew's man, and I am sure Margery your [2] => wife is my mother. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GOBBO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Her name is Margery, indeed: I'll be sworn, if thou [1] => be Launcelot, thou art mine own flesh and blood. [2] => Lord worshipped might he be! what a beard hast thou [3] => got! thou hast got more hair on thy chin than [4] => Dobbin my fill-horse has on his tail. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It should seem, then, that Dobbin's tail grows [1] => backward: I am sure he had more hair of his tail [2] => than I have of my face when I last saw him. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GOBBO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lord, how art thou changed! How dost thou and thy [1] => master agree? I have brought him a present. How [2] => 'gree you now? ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, well: but, for mine own part, as I have set [1] => up my rest to run away, so I will not rest till I [2] => have run some ground. My master's a very Jew: give [3] => him a present! give him a halter: I am famished in [4] => his service; you may tell every finger I have with [5] => my ribs. Father, I am glad you are come: give me [6] => your present to one Master Bassanio, who, indeed, [7] => gives rare new liveries: if I serve not him, I [8] => will run as far as God has any ground. O rare [9] => fortune! here comes the man: to him, father; for I [10] => am a Jew, if I serve the Jew any longer. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You may do so; but let it be so hasted that supper [1] => be ready at the farthest by five of the clock. See [2] => these letters delivered; put the liveries to making, [3] => and desire Gratiano to come anon to my lodging. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => To him, father. ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GOBBO [LINE] => God bless your worship! ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Gramercy! wouldst thou aught with me? ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GOBBO [LINE] => Here's my son, sir, a poor boy,-- ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Not a poor boy, sir, but the rich Jew's man; that [1] => would, sir, as my father shall specify-- ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GOBBO [LINE] => He hath a great infection, sir, as one would say, to serve-- ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Indeed, the short and the long is, I serve the Jew, [1] => and have a desire, as my father shall specify-- ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GOBBO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => His master and he, saving your worship's reverence, [1] => are scarce cater-cousins-- ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To be brief, the very truth is that the Jew, having [1] => done me wrong, doth cause me, as my father, being, I [2] => hope, an old man, shall frutify unto you-- ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GOBBO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I have here a dish of doves that I would bestow upon [1] => your worship, and my suit is-- ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In very brief, the suit is impertinent to myself, as [1] => your worship shall know by this honest old man; and, [2] => though I say it, though old man, yet poor man, my father. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => One speak for both. What would you? ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Serve you, sir. ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GOBBO [LINE] => That is the very defect of the matter, sir. ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know thee well; thou hast obtain'd thy suit: [1] => Shylock thy master spoke with me this day, [2] => And hath preferr'd thee, if it be preferment [3] => To leave a rich Jew's service, to become [4] => The follower of so poor a gentleman. ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The old proverb is very well parted between my [1] => master Shylock and you, sir: you have the grace of [2] => God, sir, and he hath enough. ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou speak'st it well. Go, father, with thy son. [1] => Take leave of thy old master and inquire [2] => My lodging out. Give him a livery [3] => More guarded than his fellows': see it done. ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Father, in. I cannot get a service, no; I have [1] => ne'er a tongue in my head. Well, if any man in [2] => Italy have a fairer table which doth offer to swear [3] => upon a book, I shall have good fortune. Go to, [4] => here's a simple line of life: here's a small trifle [5] => of wives: alas, fifteen wives is nothing! eleven [6] => widows and nine maids is a simple coming-in for one [7] => man: and then to 'scape drowning thrice, and to be [8] => in peril of my life with the edge of a feather-bed; [9] => here are simple scapes. Well, if Fortune be a [10] => woman, she's a good wench for this gear. Father, [11] => come; I'll take my leave of the Jew in the twinkling of an eye. ) ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I pray thee, good Leonardo, think on this: [1] => These things being bought and orderly bestow'd, [2] => Return in haste, for I do feast to-night [3] => My best-esteem'd acquaintance: hie thee, go. ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LEONARDO [LINE] => My best endeavours shall be done herein. ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Where is your master? ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LEONARDO [LINE] => Yonder, sir, he walks. ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Signior Bassanio! ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Gratiano! ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => I have a suit to you. ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => You have obtain'd it. ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => You must not deny me: I must go with you to Belmont. ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why then you must. But hear thee, Gratiano; [1] => Thou art too wild, too rude and bold of voice; [2] => Parts that become thee happily enough [3] => And in such eyes as ours appear not faults; [4] => But where thou art not known, why, there they show [5] => Something too liberal. Pray thee, take pain [6] => To allay with some cold drops of modesty [7] => Thy skipping spirit, lest through thy wild behavior [8] => I be misconstrued in the place I go to, [9] => And lose my hopes. ) ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Signior Bassanio, hear me: [1] => If I do not put on a sober habit, [2] => Talk with respect and swear but now and then, [3] => Wear prayer-books in my pocket, look demurely, [4] => Nay more, while grace is saying, hood mine eyes [5] => Thus with my hat, and sigh and say 'amen,' [6] => Use all the observance of civility, [7] => Like one well studied in a sad ostent [8] => To please his grandam, never trust me more. ) ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Well, we shall see your bearing. ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, but I bar to-night: you shall not gauge me [1] => By what we do to-night. ) ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, that were pity: [1] => I would entreat you rather to put on [2] => Your boldest suit of mirth, for we have friends [3] => That purpose merriment. But fare you well: [4] => I have some business. ) ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And I must to Lorenzo and the rest: [1] => But we will visit you at supper-time. ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. The same. A room in SHYLOCK'S house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter JESSICA and LAUNCELOT [1] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am sorry thou wilt leave my father so: [1] => Our house is hell, and thou, a merry devil, [2] => Didst rob it of some taste of tediousness. [3] => But fare thee well, there is a ducat for thee: [4] => And, Launcelot, soon at supper shalt thou see [5] => Lorenzo, who is thy new master's guest: [6] => Give him this letter; do it secretly; [7] => And so farewell: I would not have my father [8] => See me in talk with thee. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Adieu! tears exhibit my tongue. Most beautiful [1] => pagan, most sweet Jew! if a Christian did not play [2] => the knave and get thee, I am much deceived. But, [3] => adieu: these foolish drops do something drown my [4] => manly spirit: adieu. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Farewell, good Launcelot. [1] => Alack, what heinous sin is it in me [2] => To be ashamed to be my father's child! [3] => But though I am a daughter to his blood, [4] => I am not to his manners. O Lorenzo, [5] => If thou keep promise, I shall end this strife, [6] => Become a Christian and thy loving wife. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Launcelot ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE IV. The same. A street. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter GRATIANO, LORENZO, SALARINO, and SALANIO [1] => Exeunt SALARINO and SALANIO [2] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, we will slink away in supper-time, [1] => Disguise us at my lodging and return, [2] => All in an hour. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => We have not made good preparation. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => We have not spoke us yet of torchbearers. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis vile, unless it may be quaintly order'd, [1] => And better in my mind not undertook. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis now but four o'clock: we have two hours [1] => To furnish us. [2] => Friend Launcelot, what's the news? ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter LAUNCELOT, with a letter ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => An it shall please you to break up [1] => this, it shall seem to signify. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know the hand: in faith, 'tis a fair hand; [1] => And whiter than the paper it writ on [2] => Is the fair hand that writ. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Love-news, in faith. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => By your leave, sir. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Whither goest thou? ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Marry, sir, to bid my old master the [1] => Jew to sup to-night with my new master the Christian. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hold here, take this: tell gentle Jessica [1] => I will not fail her; speak it privately. [2] => Go, gentlemen, [3] => Will you prepare you for this masque tonight? [4] => I am provided of a torch-bearer. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Launcelot ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALANIO [LINE] => Ay, marry, I'll be gone about it straight. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALANIO [LINE] => And so will I. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Meet me and Gratiano [1] => At Gratiano's lodging some hour hence. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => 'Tis good we do so. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Was not that letter from fair Jessica? ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I must needs tell thee all. She hath directed [1] => How I shall take her from her father's house, [2] => What gold and jewels she is furnish'd with, [3] => What page's suit she hath in readiness. [4] => If e'er the Jew her father come to heaven, [5] => It will be for his gentle daughter's sake: [6] => And never dare misfortune cross her foot, [7] => Unless she do it under this excuse, [8] => That she is issue to a faithless Jew. [9] => Come, go with me; peruse this as thou goest: [10] => Fair Jessica shall be my torch-bearer. ) ) ) ) [4] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE V. The same. Before SHYLOCK'S house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter SHYLOCK and LAUNCELOT [1] => Enter Jessica [2] => Exit [3] => Exit [4] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, thou shalt see, thy eyes shall be thy judge, [1] => The difference of old Shylock and Bassanio:-- [2] => What, Jessica!--thou shalt not gormandise, [3] => As thou hast done with me:--What, Jessica!-- [4] => And sleep and snore, and rend apparel out;-- [5] => Why, Jessica, I say! ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Why, Jessica! ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Who bids thee call? I do not bid thee call. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Your worship was wont to tell me that [1] => I could do nothing without bidding. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => Call you? what is your will? ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am bid forth to supper, Jessica: [1] => There are my keys. But wherefore should I go? [2] => I am not bid for love; they flatter me: [3] => But yet I'll go in hate, to feed upon [4] => The prodigal Christian. Jessica, my girl, [5] => Look to my house. I am right loath to go: [6] => There is some ill a-brewing towards my rest, [7] => For I did dream of money-bags to-night. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I beseech you, sir, go: my young master doth expect [1] => your reproach. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => So do I his. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => An they have conspired together, I will not say you [1] => shall see a masque; but if you do, then it was not [2] => for nothing that my nose fell a-bleeding on [3] => Black-Monday last at six o'clock i' the morning, [4] => falling out that year on Ash-Wednesday was four [5] => year, in the afternoon. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, are there masques? Hear you me, Jessica: [1] => Lock up my doors; and when you hear the drum [2] => And the vile squealing of the wry-neck'd fife, [3] => Clamber not you up to the casements then, [4] => Nor thrust your head into the public street [5] => To gaze on Christian fools with varnish'd faces, [6] => But stop my house's ears, I mean my casements: [7] => Let not the sound of shallow foppery enter [8] => My sober house. By Jacob's staff, I swear, [9] => I have no mind of feasting forth to-night: [10] => But I will go. Go you before me, sirrah; [11] => Say I will come. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will go before, sir. Mistress, look out at [1] => window, for all this, There will come a Christian [2] => boy, will be worth a Jewess' eye. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => What says that fool of Hagar's offspring, ha? ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => His words were 'Farewell mistress;' nothing else. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The patch is kind enough, but a huge feeder; [1] => Snail-slow in profit, and he sleeps by day [2] => More than the wild-cat: drones hive not with me; [3] => Therefore I part with him, and part with him [4] => To one that would have him help to waste [5] => His borrow'd purse. Well, Jessica, go in; [6] => Perhaps I will return immediately: [7] => Do as I bid you; shut doors after you: [8] => Fast bind, fast find; [9] => A proverb never stale in thrifty mind. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Farewell; and if my fortune be not crost, [1] => I have a father, you a daughter, lost. ) ) ) ) [5] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE VI. The same. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter GRATIANO and SALARINO, masqued [1] => Enter LORENZO [2] => Enter JESSICA, above, in boy's clothes [3] => Exit above [4] => Exit with Jessica and Salarino [5] => Enter ANTONIO [6] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This is the pent-house under which Lorenzo [1] => Desired us to make stand. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => His hour is almost past. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And it is marvel he out-dwells his hour, [1] => For lovers ever run before the clock. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, ten times faster Venus' pigeons fly [1] => To seal love's bonds new-made, than they are wont [2] => To keep obliged faith unforfeited! ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That ever holds: who riseth from a feast [1] => With that keen appetite that he sits down? [2] => Where is the horse that doth untread again [3] => His tedious measures with the unbated fire [4] => That he did pace them first? All things that are, [5] => Are with more spirit chased than enjoy'd. [6] => How like a younker or a prodigal [7] => The scarfed bark puts from her native bay, [8] => Hugg'd and embraced by the strumpet wind! [9] => How like the prodigal doth she return, [10] => With over-weather'd ribs and ragged sails, [11] => Lean, rent and beggar'd by the strumpet wind! ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => Here comes Lorenzo: more of this hereafter. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sweet friends, your patience for my long abode; [1] => Not I, but my affairs, have made you wait: [2] => When you shall please to play the thieves for wives, [3] => I'll watch as long for you then. Approach; [4] => Here dwells my father Jew. Ho! who's within? ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Who are you? Tell me, for more certainty, [1] => Albeit I'll swear that I do know your tongue. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Lorenzo, and thy love. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lorenzo, certain, and my love indeed, [1] => For who love I so much? And now who knows [2] => But you, Lorenzo, whether I am yours? ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Heaven and thy thoughts are witness that thou art. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here, catch this casket; it is worth the pains. [1] => I am glad 'tis night, you do not look on me, [2] => For I am much ashamed of my exchange: [3] => But love is blind and lovers cannot see [4] => The pretty follies that themselves commit; [5] => For if they could, Cupid himself would blush [6] => To see me thus transformed to a boy. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Descend, for you must be my torchbearer. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, must I hold a candle to my shames? [1] => They in themselves, good-sooth, are too too light. [2] => Why, 'tis an office of discovery, love; [3] => And I should be obscured. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So are you, sweet, [1] => Even in the lovely garnish of a boy. [2] => But come at once; [3] => For the close night doth play the runaway, [4] => And we are stay'd for at Bassanio's feast. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will make fast the doors, and gild myself [1] => With some more ducats, and be with you straight. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Now, by my hood, a Gentile and no Jew. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Beshrew me but I love her heartily; [1] => For she is wise, if I can judge of her, [2] => And fair she is, if that mine eyes be true, [3] => And true she is, as she hath proved herself, [4] => And therefore, like herself, wise, fair and true, [5] => Shall she be placed in my constant soul. [6] => What, art thou come? On, gentlemen; away! [7] => Our masquing mates by this time for us stay. ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter JESSICA, below ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Who's there? ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Signior Antonio! ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fie, fie, Gratiano! where are all the rest? [1] => 'Tis nine o'clock: our friends all stay for you. [2] => No masque to-night: the wind is come about; [3] => Bassanio presently will go aboard: [4] => I have sent twenty out to seek for you. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am glad on't: I desire no more delight [1] => Than to be under sail and gone to-night. ) ) ) ) [6] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE VII. Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Flourish of cornets. Enter PORTIA, with the PRINCE OF MOROCCO, and their trains [1] => He unlocks the golden casket [2] => Exit with his train. Flourish of cornets [3] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go draw aside the curtains and discover [1] => The several caskets to this noble prince. [2] => Now make your choice. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MOROCCO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The first, of gold, who this inscription bears, [1] => 'Who chooseth me shall gain what many men desire;' [2] => The second, silver, which this promise carries, [3] => 'Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserves;' [4] => This third, dull lead, with warning all as blunt, [5] => 'Who chooseth me must give and hazard all he hath.' [6] => How shall I know if I do choose the right? ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The one of them contains my picture, prince: [1] => If you choose that, then I am yours withal. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MOROCCO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Some god direct my judgment! Let me see; [1] => I will survey the inscriptions back again. [2] => What says this leaden casket? [3] => 'Who chooseth me must give and hazard all he hath.' [4] => Must give: for what? for lead? hazard for lead? [5] => This casket threatens. Men that hazard all [6] => Do it in hope of fair advantages: [7] => A golden mind stoops not to shows of dross; [8] => I'll then nor give nor hazard aught for lead. [9] => What says the silver with her virgin hue? [10] => 'Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserves.' [11] => As much as he deserves! Pause there, Morocco, [12] => And weigh thy value with an even hand: [13] => If thou be'st rated by thy estimation, [14] => Thou dost deserve enough; and yet enough [15] => May not extend so far as to the lady: [16] => And yet to be afeard of my deserving [17] => Were but a weak disabling of myself. [18] => As much as I deserve! Why, that's the lady: [19] => I do in birth deserve her, and in fortunes, [20] => In graces and in qualities of breeding; [21] => But more than these, in love I do deserve. [22] => What if I stray'd no further, but chose here? [23] => Let's see once more this saying graved in gold [24] => 'Who chooseth me shall gain what many men desire.' [25] => Why, that's the lady; all the world desires her; [26] => From the four corners of the earth they come, [27] => To kiss this shrine, this mortal-breathing saint: [28] => The Hyrcanian deserts and the vasty wilds [29] => Of wide Arabia are as thoroughfares now [30] => For princes to come view fair Portia: [31] => The watery kingdom, whose ambitious head [32] => Spits in the face of heaven, is no bar [33] => To stop the foreign spirits, but they come, [34] => As o'er a brook, to see fair Portia. [35] => One of these three contains her heavenly picture. [36] => Is't like that lead contains her? 'Twere damnation [37] => To think so base a thought: it were too gross [38] => To rib her cerecloth in the obscure grave. [39] => Or shall I think in silver she's immured, [40] => Being ten times undervalued to tried gold? [41] => O sinful thought! Never so rich a gem [42] => Was set in worse than gold. They have in England [43] => A coin that bears the figure of an angel [44] => Stamped in gold, but that's insculp'd upon; [45] => But here an angel in a golden bed [46] => Lies all within. Deliver me the key: [47] => Here do I choose, and thrive I as I may! ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => There, take it, prince; and if my form lie there, [1] => Then I am yours. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MOROCCO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O hell! what have we here? [1] => A carrion Death, within whose empty eye [2] => There is a written scroll! I'll read the writing. [3] => All that glitters is not gold; [4] => Often have you heard that told: [5] => Many a man his life hath sold [6] => But my outside to behold: [7] => Gilded tombs do worms enfold. [8] => Had you been as wise as bold, [9] => Young in limbs, in judgment old, [10] => Your answer had not been inscroll'd: [11] => Fare you well; your suit is cold. [12] => Cold, indeed; and labour lost: [13] => Then, farewell, heat, and welcome, frost! [14] => Portia, adieu. I have too grieved a heart [15] => To take a tedious leave: thus losers part. ) [STAGEDIR] => Reads ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A gentle riddance. Draw the curtains, go. [1] => Let all of his complexion choose me so. ) ) ) ) [7] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE VIII. Venice. A street. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter SALARINO and SALANIO [1] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, man, I saw Bassanio under sail: [1] => With him is Gratiano gone along; [2] => And in their ship I am sure Lorenzo is not. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The villain Jew with outcries raised the duke, [1] => Who went with him to search Bassanio's ship. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He came too late, the ship was under sail: [1] => But there the duke was given to understand [2] => That in a gondola were seen together [3] => Lorenzo and his amorous Jessica: [4] => Besides, Antonio certified the duke [5] => They were not with Bassanio in his ship. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I never heard a passion so confused, [1] => So strange, outrageous, and so variable, [2] => As the dog Jew did utter in the streets: [3] => 'My daughter! O my ducats! O my daughter! [4] => Fled with a Christian! O my Christian ducats! [5] => Justice! the law! my ducats, and my daughter! [6] => A sealed bag, two sealed bags of ducats, [7] => Of double ducats, stolen from me by my daughter! [8] => And jewels, two stones, two rich and precious stones, [9] => Stolen by my daughter! Justice! find the girl; [10] => She hath the stones upon her, and the ducats.' ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, all the boys in Venice follow him, [1] => Crying, his stones, his daughter, and his ducats. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let good Antonio look he keep his day, [1] => Or he shall pay for this. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Marry, well remember'd. [1] => I reason'd with a Frenchman yesterday, [2] => Who told me, in the narrow seas that part [3] => The French and English, there miscarried [4] => A vessel of our country richly fraught: [5] => I thought upon Antonio when he told me; [6] => And wish'd in silence that it were not his. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You were best to tell Antonio what you hear; [1] => Yet do not suddenly, for it may grieve him. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A kinder gentleman treads not the earth. [1] => I saw Bassanio and Antonio part: [2] => Bassanio told him he would make some speed [3] => Of his return: he answer'd, 'Do not so; [4] => Slubber not business for my sake, Bassanio [5] => But stay the very riping of the time; [6] => And for the Jew's bond which he hath of me, [7] => Let it not enter in your mind of love: [8] => Be merry, and employ your chiefest thoughts [9] => To courtship and such fair ostents of love [10] => As shall conveniently become you there:' [11] => And even there, his eye being big with tears, [12] => Turning his face, he put his hand behind him, [13] => And with affection wondrous sensible [14] => He wrung Bassanio's hand; and so they parted. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I think he only loves the world for him. [1] => I pray thee, let us go and find him out [2] => And quicken his embraced heaviness [3] => With some delight or other. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => Do we so. ) ) ) [8] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE IX. Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter NERISSA with a Servitor [1] => Flourish of cornets. Enter the PRINCE OF ARRAGON, PORTIA, and their trains [2] => He opens the silver casket [3] => Exeunt Arragon and train [4] => Enter a Servant [5] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Quick, quick, I pray thee; draw the curtain straight: [1] => The Prince of Arragon hath ta'en his oath, [2] => And comes to his election presently. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Behold, there stand the caskets, noble prince: [1] => If you choose that wherein I am contain'd, [2] => Straight shall our nuptial rites be solemnized: [3] => But if you fail, without more speech, my lord, [4] => You must be gone from hence immediately. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ARRAGON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am enjoin'd by oath to observe three things: [1] => First, never to unfold to any one [2] => Which casket 'twas I chose; next, if I fail [3] => Of the right casket, never in my life [4] => To woo a maid in way of marriage: Lastly, [5] => If I do fail in fortune of my choice, [6] => Immediately to leave you and be gone. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To these injunctions every one doth swear [1] => That comes to hazard for my worthless self. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ARRAGON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And so have I address'd me. Fortune now [1] => To my heart's hope! Gold; silver; and base lead. [2] => 'Who chooseth me must give and hazard all he hath.' [3] => You shall look fairer, ere I give or hazard. [4] => What says the golden chest? ha! let me see: [5] => 'Who chooseth me shall gain what many men desire.' [6] => What many men desire! that 'many' may be meant [7] => By the fool multitude, that choose by show, [8] => Not learning more than the fond eye doth teach; [9] => Which pries not to the interior, but, like the martlet, [10] => Builds in the weather on the outward wall, [11] => Even in the force and road of casualty. [12] => I will not choose what many men desire, [13] => Because I will not jump with common spirits [14] => And rank me with the barbarous multitudes. [15] => Why, then to thee, thou silver treasure-house; [16] => Tell me once more what title thou dost bear: [17] => 'Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserves:' [18] => And well said too; for who shall go about [19] => To cozen fortune and be honourable [20] => Without the stamp of merit? Let none presume [21] => To wear an undeserved dignity. [22] => O, that estates, degrees and offices [23] => Were not derived corruptly, and that clear honour [24] => Were purchased by the merit of the wearer! [25] => How many then should cover that stand bare! [26] => How many be commanded that command! [27] => How much low peasantry would then be glean'd [28] => From the true seed of honour! and how much honour [29] => Pick'd from the chaff and ruin of the times [30] => To be new-varnish'd! Well, but to my choice: [31] => 'Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserves.' [32] => I will assume desert. Give me a key for this, [33] => And instantly unlock my fortunes here. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Too long a pause for that which you find there. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ARRAGON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What's here? the portrait of a blinking idiot, [1] => Presenting me a schedule! I will read it. [2] => How much unlike art thou to Portia! [3] => How much unlike my hopes and my deservings! [4] => 'Who chooseth me shall have as much as he deserves.' [5] => Did I deserve no more than a fool's head? [6] => Is that my prize? are my deserts no better? ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To offend, and judge, are distinct offices [1] => And of opposed natures. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ARRAGON [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What is here? [1] => The fire seven times tried this: [2] => Seven times tried that judgment is, [3] => That did never choose amiss. [4] => Some there be that shadows kiss; [5] => Such have but a shadow's bliss: [6] => There be fools alive, I wis, [7] => Silver'd o'er; and so was this. [8] => Take what wife you will to bed, [9] => I will ever be your head: [10] => So be gone: you are sped. [11] => Still more fool I shall appear [12] => By the time I linger here [13] => With one fool's head I came to woo, [14] => But I go away with two. [15] => Sweet, adieu. I'll keep my oath, [16] => Patiently to bear my wroth. ) [STAGEDIR] => Reads ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thus hath the candle singed the moth. [1] => O, these deliberate fools! when they do choose, [2] => They have the wisdom by their wit to lose. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The ancient saying is no heresy, [1] => Hanging and wiving goes by destiny. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Come, draw the curtain, Nerissa. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servant [LINE] => Where is my lady? ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Here: what would my lord? ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, there is alighted at your gate [1] => A young Venetian, one that comes before [2] => To signify the approaching of his lord; [3] => From whom he bringeth sensible regreets, [4] => To wit, besides commends and courteous breath, [5] => Gifts of rich value. Yet I have not seen [6] => So likely an ambassador of love: [7] => A day in April never came so sweet, [8] => To show how costly summer was at hand, [9] => As this fore-spurrer comes before his lord. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No more, I pray thee: I am half afeard [1] => Thou wilt say anon he is some kin to thee, [2] => Thou spend'st such high-day wit in praising him. [3] => Come, come, Nerissa; for I long to see [4] => Quick Cupid's post that comes so mannerly. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Bassanio, lord Love, if thy will it be! ) ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT III [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. Venice. A street. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter SALANIO and SALARINO [1] => Enter a Servant [2] => Enter TUBAL [3] => Exeunt SALANIO, SALARINO, and Servant [4] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALANIO [LINE] => Now, what news on the Rialto? ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, yet it lives there uncheck'd that Antonio hath [1] => a ship of rich lading wrecked on the narrow seas; [2] => the Goodwins, I think they call the place; a very [3] => dangerous flat and fatal, where the carcasses of many [4] => a tall ship lie buried, as they say, if my gossip [5] => Report be an honest woman of her word. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I would she were as lying a gossip in that as ever [1] => knapped ginger or made her neighbours believe she [2] => wept for the death of a third husband. But it is [3] => true, without any slips of prolixity or crossing the [4] => plain highway of talk, that the good Antonio, the [5] => honest Antonio,--O that I had a title good enough [6] => to keep his name company!-- ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => Come, the full stop. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ha! what sayest thou? Why, the end is, he hath [1] => lost a ship. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => I would it might prove the end of his losses. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let me say 'amen' betimes, lest the devil cross my [1] => prayer, for here he comes in the likeness of a Jew. [2] => How now, Shylock! what news among the merchants? ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter SHYLOCK ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You know, none so well, none so well as you, of my [1] => daughter's flight. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That's certain: I, for my part, knew the tailor [1] => that made the wings she flew withal. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And Shylock, for his own part, knew the bird was [1] => fledged; and then it is the complexion of them all [2] => to leave the dam. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => She is damned for it. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALANIO [LINE] => That's certain, if the devil may be her judge. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => My own flesh and blood to rebel! ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALANIO [LINE] => Out upon it, old carrion! rebels it at these years? ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => I say, my daughter is my flesh and blood. ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => There is more difference between thy flesh and hers [1] => than between jet and ivory; more between your bloods [2] => than there is between red wine and rhenish. But [3] => tell us, do you hear whether Antonio have had any [4] => loss at sea or no? ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => There I have another bad match: a bankrupt, a [1] => prodigal, who dare scarce show his head on the [2] => Rialto; a beggar, that was used to come so smug upon [3] => the mart; let him look to his bond: he was wont to [4] => call me usurer; let him look to his bond: he was [5] => wont to lend money for a Christian courtesy; let him [6] => look to his bond. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, I am sure, if he forfeit, thou wilt not take [1] => his flesh: what's that good for? ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To bait fish withal: if it will feed nothing else, [1] => it will feed my revenge. He hath disgraced me, and [2] => hindered me half a million; laughed at my losses, [3] => mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my [4] => bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine [5] => enemies; and what's his reason? I am a Jew. Hath [6] => not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, [7] => dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with [8] => the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject [9] => to the same diseases, healed by the same means, [10] => warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as [11] => a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? [12] => if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison [13] => us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not [14] => revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will [15] => resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, [16] => what is his humility? Revenge. If a Christian [17] => wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by [18] => Christian example? Why, revenge. The villany you [19] => teach me, I will execute, and it shall go hard but I [20] => will better the instruction. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Gentlemen, my master Antonio is at his house and [1] => desires to speak with you both. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => We have been up and down to seek him. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here comes another of the tribe: a third cannot be [1] => matched, unless the devil himself turn Jew. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How now, Tubal! what news from Genoa? hast thou [1] => found my daughter? ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TUBAL [LINE] => I often came where I did hear of her, but cannot find her. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, there, there, there, there! a diamond gone, [1] => cost me two thousand ducats in Frankfort! The curse [2] => never fell upon our nation till now; I never felt it [3] => till now: two thousand ducats in that; and other [4] => precious, precious jewels. I would my daughter [5] => were dead at my foot, and the jewels in her ear! [6] => would she were hearsed at my foot, and the ducats in [7] => her coffin! No news of them? Why, so: and I know [8] => not what's spent in the search: why, thou loss upon [9] => loss! the thief gone with so much, and so much to [10] => find the thief; and no satisfaction, no revenge: [11] => nor no in luck stirring but what lights on my [12] => shoulders; no sighs but of my breathing; no tears [13] => but of my shedding. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TUBAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yes, other men have ill luck too: Antonio, as I [1] => heard in Genoa,-- ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => What, what, what? ill luck, ill luck? ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TUBAL [LINE] => Hath an argosy cast away, coming from Tripolis. ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => I thank God, I thank God. Is't true, is't true? ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TUBAL [LINE] => I spoke with some of the sailors that escaped the wreck. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I thank thee, good Tubal: good news, good news! [1] => ha, ha! where? in Genoa? ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TUBAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Your daughter spent in Genoa, as I heard, in one [1] => night fourscore ducats. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou stickest a dagger in me: I shall never see my [1] => gold again: fourscore ducats at a sitting! [2] => fourscore ducats! ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TUBAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => There came divers of Antonio's creditors in my [1] => company to Venice, that swear he cannot choose but break. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am very glad of it: I'll plague him; I'll torture [1] => him: I am glad of it. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TUBAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => One of them showed me a ring that he had of your [1] => daughter for a monkey. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Out upon her! Thou torturest me, Tubal: it was my [1] => turquoise; I had it of Leah when I was a bachelor: [2] => I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkeys. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TUBAL [LINE] => But Antonio is certainly undone. ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, that's true, that's very true. Go, Tubal, fee [1] => me an officer; bespeak him a fortnight before. I [2] => will have the heart of him, if he forfeit; for, were [3] => he out of Venice, I can make what merchandise I [4] => will. Go, go, Tubal, and meet me at our synagogue; [5] => go, good Tubal; at our synagogue, Tubal. ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter BASSANIO, PORTIA, GRATIANO, NERISSA, and Attendants [1] => Enter LORENZO, JESSICA, and SALERIO, a Messenger from Venice [2] => Gives Bassanio a letter [3] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I pray you, tarry: pause a day or two [1] => Before you hazard; for, in choosing wrong, [2] => I lose your company: therefore forbear awhile. [3] => There's something tells me, but it is not love, [4] => I would not lose you; and you know yourself, [5] => Hate counsels not in such a quality. [6] => But lest you should not understand me well,-- [7] => And yet a maiden hath no tongue but thought,-- [8] => I would detain you here some month or two [9] => Before you venture for me. I could teach you [10] => How to choose right, but I am then forsworn; [11] => So will I never be: so may you miss me; [12] => But if you do, you'll make me wish a sin, [13] => That I had been forsworn. Beshrew your eyes, [14] => They have o'erlook'd me and divided me; [15] => One half of me is yours, the other half yours, [16] => Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours, [17] => And so all yours. O, these naughty times [18] => Put bars between the owners and their rights! [19] => And so, though yours, not yours. Prove it so, [20] => Let fortune go to hell for it, not I. [21] => I speak too long; but 'tis to peize the time, [22] => To eke it and to draw it out in length, [23] => To stay you from election. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let me choose [1] => For as I am, I live upon the rack. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Upon the rack, Bassanio! then confess [1] => What treason there is mingled with your love. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => None but that ugly treason of mistrust, [1] => Which makes me fear the enjoying of my love: [2] => There may as well be amity and life [3] => 'Tween snow and fire, as treason and my love. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, but I fear you speak upon the rack, [1] => Where men enforced do speak anything. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Promise me life, and I'll confess the truth. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Well then, confess and live. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Confess' and 'love' [1] => Had been the very sum of my confession: [2] => O happy torment, when my torturer [3] => Doth teach me answers for deliverance! [4] => But let me to my fortune and the caskets. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Away, then! I am lock'd in one of them: [1] => If you do love me, you will find me out. [2] => Nerissa and the rest, stand all aloof. [3] => Let music sound while he doth make his choice; [4] => Then, if he lose, he makes a swan-like end, [5] => Fading in music: that the comparison [6] => May stand more proper, my eye shall be the stream [7] => And watery death-bed for him. He may win; [8] => And what is music then? Then music is [9] => Even as the flourish when true subjects bow [10] => To a new-crowned monarch: such it is [11] => As are those dulcet sounds in break of day [12] => That creep into the dreaming bridegroom's ear, [13] => And summon him to marriage. Now he goes, [14] => With no less presence, but with much more love, [15] => Than young Alcides, when he did redeem [16] => The virgin tribute paid by howling Troy [17] => To the sea-monster: I stand for sacrifice [18] => The rest aloof are the Dardanian wives, [19] => With bleared visages, come forth to view [20] => The issue of the exploit. Go, Hercules! [21] => Live thou, I live: with much, much more dismay [22] => I view the fight than thou that makest the fray. [23] => Tell me where is fancy bred, [24] => Or in the heart, or in the head? [25] => How begot, how nourished? [26] => Reply, reply. [27] => It is engender'd in the eyes, [28] => With gazing fed; and fancy dies [29] => In the cradle where it lies. [30] => Let us all ring fancy's knell [31] => I'll begin it,--Ding, dong, bell. ) [STAGEDIR] => Music, whilst BASSANIO comments on the caskets to himself [SUBHEAD] => SONG. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALL [LINE] => Ding, dong, bell. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So may the outward shows be least themselves: [1] => The world is still deceived with ornament. [2] => In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, [3] => But, being seasoned with a gracious voice, [4] => Obscures the show of evil? In religion, [5] => What damned error, but some sober brow [6] => Will bless it and approve it with a text, [7] => Hiding the grossness with fair ornament? [8] => There is no vice so simple but assumes [9] => Some mark of virtue on his outward parts: [10] => How many cowards, whose hearts are all as false [11] => As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins [12] => The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars; [13] => Who, inward search'd, have livers white as milk; [14] => And these assume but valour's excrement [15] => To render them redoubted! Look on beauty, [16] => And you shall see 'tis purchased by the weight; [17] => Which therein works a miracle in nature, [18] => Making them lightest that wear most of it: [19] => So are those crisped snaky golden locks [20] => Which make such wanton gambols with the wind, [21] => Upon supposed fairness, often known [22] => To be the dowry of a second head, [23] => The skull that bred them in the sepulchre. [24] => Thus ornament is but the guiled shore [25] => To a most dangerous sea; the beauteous scarf [26] => Veiling an Indian beauty; in a word, [27] => The seeming truth which cunning times put on [28] => To entrap the wisest. Therefore, thou gaudy gold, [29] => Hard food for Midas, I will none of thee; [30] => Nor none of thee, thou pale and common drudge [31] => 'Tween man and man: but thou, thou meagre lead, [32] => Which rather threatenest than dost promise aught, [33] => Thy paleness moves me more than eloquence; [34] => And here choose I; joy be the consequence! ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => As doubtful thoughts, and rash-embraced despair, [2] => And shuddering fear, and green-eyed jealousy! O love, [3] => Be moderate; allay thy ecstasy, [4] => In measure rein thy joy; scant this excess. [5] => I feel too much thy blessing: make it less, [6] => For fear I surfeit. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What find I here? [1] => Fair Portia's counterfeit! What demi-god [2] => Hath come so near creation? Move these eyes? [3] => Or whether, riding on the balls of mine, [4] => Seem they in motion? Here are sever'd lips, [5] => Parted with sugar breath: so sweet a bar [6] => Should sunder such sweet friends. Here in her hairs [7] => The painter plays the spider and hath woven [8] => A golden mesh to entrap the hearts of men, [9] => Faster than gnats in cobwebs; but her eyes,-- [10] => How could he see to do them? having made one, [11] => Methinks it should have power to steal both his [12] => And leave itself unfurnish'd. Yet look, how far [13] => The substance of my praise doth wrong this shadow [14] => In underprizing it, so far this shadow [15] => Doth limp behind the substance. Here's the scroll, [16] => The continent and summary of my fortune. [17] => You that choose not by the view, [18] => Chance as fair and choose as true! [19] => Since this fortune falls to you, [20] => Be content and seek no new, [21] => If you be well pleased with this [22] => And hold your fortune for your bliss, [23] => Turn you where your lady is [24] => And claim her with a loving kiss. [25] => A gentle scroll. Fair lady, by your leave; [26] => I come by note, to give and to receive. [27] => Like one of two contending in a prize, [28] => That thinks he hath done well in people's eyes, [29] => Hearing applause and universal shout, [30] => Giddy in spirit, still gazing in a doubt [31] => Whether these pearls of praise be his or no; [32] => So, thrice fair lady, stand I, even so; [33] => As doubtful whether what I see be true, [34] => Until confirm'd, sign'd, ratified by you. ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Opening the leaden casket [1] => Reads ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You see me, Lord Bassanio, where I stand, [1] => Such as I am: though for myself alone [2] => I would not be ambitious in my wish, [3] => To wish myself much better; yet, for you [4] => I would be trebled twenty times myself; [5] => A thousand times more fair, ten thousand times more rich; [6] => That only to stand high in your account, [7] => I might in virtue, beauties, livings, friends, [8] => Exceed account; but the full sum of me [9] => Is sum of something, which, to term in gross, [10] => Is an unlesson'd girl, unschool'd, unpractised; [11] => Happy in this, she is not yet so old [12] => But she may learn; happier than this, [13] => She is not bred so dull but she can learn; [14] => Happiest of all is that her gentle spirit [15] => Commits itself to yours to be directed, [16] => As from her lord, her governor, her king. [17] => Myself and what is mine to you and yours [18] => Is now converted: but now I was the lord [19] => Of this fair mansion, master of my servants, [20] => Queen o'er myself: and even now, but now, [21] => This house, these servants and this same myself [22] => Are yours, my lord: I give them with this ring; [23] => Which when you part from, lose, or give away, [24] => Let it presage the ruin of your love [25] => And be my vantage to exclaim on you. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, you have bereft me of all words, [1] => Only my blood speaks to you in my veins; [2] => And there is such confusion in my powers, [3] => As after some oration fairly spoke [4] => By a beloved prince, there doth appear [5] => Among the buzzing pleased multitude; [6] => Where every something, being blent together, [7] => Turns to a wild of nothing, save of joy, [8] => Express'd and not express'd. But when this ring [9] => Parts from this finger, then parts life from hence: [10] => O, then be bold to say Bassanio's dead! ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord and lady, it is now our time, [1] => That have stood by and seen our wishes prosper, [2] => To cry, good joy: good joy, my lord and lady! ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord Bassanio and my gentle lady, [1] => I wish you all the joy that you can wish; [2] => For I am sure you can wish none from me: [3] => And when your honours mean to solemnize [4] => The bargain of your faith, I do beseech you, [5] => Even at that time I may be married too. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => With all my heart, so thou canst get a wife. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I thank your lordship, you have got me one. [1] => My eyes, my lord, can look as swift as yours: [2] => You saw the mistress, I beheld the maid; [3] => You loved, I loved for intermission. [4] => No more pertains to me, my lord, than you. [5] => Your fortune stood upon the casket there, [6] => And so did mine too, as the matter falls; [7] => For wooing here until I sweat again, [8] => And sweating until my very roof was dry [9] => With oaths of love, at last, if promise last, [10] => I got a promise of this fair one here [11] => To have her love, provided that your fortune [12] => Achieved her mistress. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Is this true, Nerissa? ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Madam, it is, so you stand pleased withal. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => And do you, Gratiano, mean good faith? ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Yes, faith, my lord. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Our feast shall be much honour'd in your marriage. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => We'll play with them the first boy for a thousand ducats. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => What, and stake down? ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No; we shall ne'er win at that sport, and stake down. [1] => But who comes here? Lorenzo and his infidel? What, [2] => and my old Venetian friend Salerio? ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lorenzo and Salerio, welcome hither; [1] => If that the youth of my new interest here [2] => Have power to bid you welcome. By your leave, [3] => I bid my very friends and countrymen, [4] => Sweet Portia, welcome. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So do I, my lord: [1] => They are entirely welcome. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I thank your honour. For my part, my lord, [1] => My purpose was not to have seen you here; [2] => But meeting with Salerio by the way, [3] => He did entreat me, past all saying nay, [4] => To come with him along. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALERIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I did, my lord; [1] => And I have reason for it. Signior Antonio [2] => Commends him to you. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ere I ope his letter, [1] => I pray you, tell me how my good friend doth. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALERIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Not sick, my lord, unless it be in mind; [1] => Nor well, unless in mind: his letter there [2] => Will show you his estate. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nerissa, cheer yon stranger; bid her welcome. [1] => Your hand, Salerio: what's the news from Venice? [2] => How doth that royal merchant, good Antonio? [3] => I know he will be glad of our success; [4] => We are the Jasons, we have won the fleece. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALERIO [LINE] => I would you had won the fleece that he hath lost. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => There are some shrewd contents in yon same paper, [1] => That steals the colour from Bassanio's cheek: [2] => Some dear friend dead; else nothing in the world [3] => Could turn so much the constitution [4] => Of any constant man. What, worse and worse! [5] => With leave, Bassanio: I am half yourself, [6] => And I must freely have the half of anything [7] => That this same paper brings you. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O sweet Portia, [1] => Here are a few of the unpleasant'st words [2] => That ever blotted paper! Gentle lady, [3] => When I did first impart my love to you, [4] => I freely told you, all the wealth I had [5] => Ran in my veins, I was a gentleman; [6] => And then I told you true: and yet, dear lady, [7] => Rating myself at nothing, you shall see [8] => How much I was a braggart. When I told you [9] => My state was nothing, I should then have told you [10] => That I was worse than nothing; for, indeed, [11] => I have engaged myself to a dear friend, [12] => Engaged my friend to his mere enemy, [13] => To feed my means. Here is a letter, lady; [14] => The paper as the body of my friend, [15] => And every word in it a gaping wound, [16] => Issuing life-blood. But is it true, Salerio? [17] => Have all his ventures fail'd? What, not one hit? [18] => From Tripolis, from Mexico and England, [19] => From Lisbon, Barbary and India? [20] => And not one vessel 'scape the dreadful touch [21] => Of merchant-marring rocks? ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALERIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Not one, my lord. [1] => Besides, it should appear, that if he had [2] => The present money to discharge the Jew, [3] => He would not take it. Never did I know [4] => A creature, that did bear the shape of man, [5] => So keen and greedy to confound a man: [6] => He plies the duke at morning and at night, [7] => And doth impeach the freedom of the state, [8] => If they deny him justice: twenty merchants, [9] => The duke himself, and the magnificoes [10] => Of greatest port, have all persuaded with him; [11] => But none can drive him from the envious plea [12] => Of forfeiture, of justice and his bond. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => When I was with him I have heard him swear [1] => To Tubal and to Chus, his countrymen, [2] => That he would rather have Antonio's flesh [3] => Than twenty times the value of the sum [4] => That he did owe him: and I know, my lord, [5] => If law, authority and power deny not, [6] => It will go hard with poor Antonio. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Is it your dear friend that is thus in trouble? ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The dearest friend to me, the kindest man, [1] => The best-condition'd and unwearied spirit [2] => In doing courtesies, and one in whom [3] => The ancient Roman honour more appears [4] => Than any that draws breath in Italy. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => What sum owes he the Jew? ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => For me three thousand ducats. ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, no more? [1] => Pay him six thousand, and deface the bond; [2] => Double six thousand, and then treble that, [3] => Before a friend of this description [4] => Shall lose a hair through Bassanio's fault. [5] => First go with me to church and call me wife, [6] => And then away to Venice to your friend; [7] => For never shall you lie by Portia's side [8] => With an unquiet soul. You shall have gold [9] => To pay the petty debt twenty times over: [10] => When it is paid, bring your true friend along. [11] => My maid Nerissa and myself meantime [12] => Will live as maids and widows. Come, away! [13] => For you shall hence upon your wedding-day: [14] => Bid your friends welcome, show a merry cheer: [15] => Since you are dear bought, I will love you dear. [16] => But let me hear the letter of your friend. ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Reads ) [1] => miscarried, my creditors grow cruel, my estate is [2] => very low, my bond to the Jew is forfeit; and since [3] => in paying it, it is impossible I should live, all [4] => debts are cleared between you and I, if I might but [5] => see you at my death. Notwithstanding, use your [6] => pleasure: if your love do not persuade you to come, [7] => let not my letter. ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => O love, dispatch all business, and be gone! ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Since I have your good leave to go away, [1] => I will make haste: but, till I come again, [2] => No bed shall e'er be guilty of my stay, [3] => No rest be interposer 'twixt us twain. ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. Venice. A street. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter SHYLOCK, SALARINO, ANTONIO, and Gaoler [1] => Exit [2] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Gaoler, look to him: tell not me of mercy; [1] => This is the fool that lent out money gratis: [2] => Gaoler, look to him. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Hear me yet, good Shylock. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I'll have my bond; speak not against my bond: [1] => I have sworn an oath that I will have my bond. [2] => Thou call'dst me dog before thou hadst a cause; [3] => But, since I am a dog, beware my fangs: [4] => The duke shall grant me justice. I do wonder, [5] => Thou naughty gaoler, that thou art so fond [6] => To come abroad with him at his request. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => I pray thee, hear me speak. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I'll have my bond; I will not hear thee speak: [1] => I'll have my bond; and therefore speak no more. [2] => I'll not be made a soft and dull-eyed fool, [3] => To shake the head, relent, and sigh, and yield [4] => To Christian intercessors. Follow not; [5] => I'll have no speaking: I will have my bond. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is the most impenetrable cur [1] => That ever kept with men. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let him alone: [1] => I'll follow him no more with bootless prayers. [2] => He seeks my life; his reason well I know: [3] => I oft deliver'd from his forfeitures [4] => Many that have at times made moan to me; [5] => Therefore he hates me. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALARINO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am sure the duke [1] => Will never grant this forfeiture to hold. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The duke cannot deny the course of law: [1] => For the commodity that strangers have [2] => With us in Venice, if it be denied, [3] => Will much impeach the justice of his state; [4] => Since that the trade and profit of the city [5] => Consisteth of all nations. Therefore, go: [6] => These griefs and losses have so bated me, [7] => That I shall hardly spare a pound of flesh [8] => To-morrow to my bloody creditor. [9] => Well, gaoler, on. Pray God, Bassanio come [10] => To see me pay his debt, and then I care not! ) ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE IV. Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter PORTIA, NERISSA, LORENZO, JESSICA, and BALTHASAR [1] => Exit [2] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, although I speak it in your presence, [1] => You have a noble and a true conceit [2] => Of godlike amity; which appears most strongly [3] => In bearing thus the absence of your lord. [4] => But if you knew to whom you show this honour, [5] => How true a gentleman you send relief, [6] => How dear a lover of my lord your husband, [7] => I know you would be prouder of the work [8] => Than customary bounty can enforce you. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I never did repent for doing good, [1] => Nor shall not now: for in companions [2] => That do converse and waste the time together, [3] => Whose souls do bear an equal yoke Of love, [4] => There must be needs a like proportion [5] => Of lineaments, of manners and of spirit; [6] => Which makes me think that this Antonio, [7] => Being the bosom lover of my lord, [8] => Must needs be like my lord. If it be so, [9] => How little is the cost I have bestow'd [10] => In purchasing the semblance of my soul [11] => From out the state of hellish misery! [12] => This comes too near the praising of myself; [13] => Therefore no more of it: hear other things. [14] => Lorenzo, I commit into your hands [15] => The husbandry and manage of my house [16] => Until my lord's return: for mine own part, [17] => I have toward heaven breathed a secret vow [18] => To live in prayer and contemplation, [19] => Only attended by Nerissa here, [20] => Until her husband and my lord's return: [21] => There is a monastery two miles off; [22] => And there will we abide. I do desire you [23] => Not to deny this imposition; [24] => The which my love and some necessity [25] => Now lays upon you. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, with all my heart; [1] => I shall obey you in all fair commands. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My people do already know my mind, [1] => And will acknowledge you and Jessica [2] => In place of Lord Bassanio and myself. [3] => And so farewell, till we shall meet again. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Fair thoughts and happy hours attend on you! ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => I wish your ladyship all heart's content. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I thank you for your wish, and am well pleased [1] => To wish it back on you: fare you well Jessica. [2] => Now, Balthasar, [3] => As I have ever found thee honest-true, [4] => So let me find thee still. Take this same letter, [5] => And use thou all the endeavour of a man [6] => In speed to Padua: see thou render this [7] => Into my cousin's hand, Doctor Bellario; [8] => And, look, what notes and garments he doth give thee, [9] => Bring them, I pray thee, with imagined speed [10] => Unto the tranect, to the common ferry [11] => Which trades to Venice. Waste no time in words, [12] => But get thee gone: I shall be there before thee. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exeunt JESSICA and LORENZO ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BALTHASAR [LINE] => Madam, I go with all convenient speed. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come on, Nerissa; I have work in hand [1] => That you yet know not of: we'll see our husbands [2] => Before they think of us. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Shall they see us? ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => They shall, Nerissa; but in such a habit, [1] => That they shall think we are accomplished [2] => With that we lack. I'll hold thee any wager, [3] => When we are both accoutred like young men, [4] => I'll prove the prettier fellow of the two, [5] => And wear my dagger with the braver grace, [6] => And speak between the change of man and boy [7] => With a reed voice, and turn two mincing steps [8] => Into a manly stride, and speak of frays [9] => Like a fine bragging youth, and tell quaint lies, [10] => How honourable ladies sought my love, [11] => Which I denying, they fell sick and died; [12] => I could not do withal; then I'll repent, [13] => And wish for all that, that I had not killed them; [14] => And twenty of these puny lies I'll tell, [15] => That men shall swear I have discontinued school [16] => Above a twelvemonth. I have within my mind [17] => A thousand raw tricks of these bragging Jacks, [18] => Which I will practise. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Why, shall we turn to men? ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fie, what a question's that, [1] => If thou wert near a lewd interpreter! [2] => But come, I'll tell thee all my whole device [3] => When I am in my coach, which stays for us [4] => At the park gate; and therefore haste away, [5] => For we must measure twenty miles to-day. ) ) ) ) [4] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE V. The same. A garden. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter LAUNCELOT and JESSICA [1] => Enter LORENZO [2] => Exit [3] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yes, truly; for, look you, the sins of the father [1] => are to be laid upon the children: therefore, I [2] => promise ye, I fear you. I was always plain with [3] => you, and so now I speak my agitation of the matter: [4] => therefore be of good cheer, for truly I think you [5] => are damned. There is but one hope in it that can do [6] => you any good; and that is but a kind of bastard [7] => hope neither. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => And what hope is that, I pray thee? ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Marry, you may partly hope that your father got you [1] => not, that you are not the Jew's daughter. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That were a kind of bastard hope, indeed: so the [1] => sins of my mother should be visited upon me. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Truly then I fear you are damned both by father and [1] => mother: thus when I shun Scylla, your father, I [2] => fall into Charybdis, your mother: well, you are [3] => gone both ways. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I shall be saved by my husband; he hath made me a [1] => Christian. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Truly, the more to blame he: we were Christians [1] => enow before; e'en as many as could well live, one by [2] => another. This making Christians will raise the [3] => price of hogs: if we grow all to be pork-eaters, we [4] => shall not shortly have a rasher on the coals for money. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => I'll tell my husband, Launcelot, what you say: here he comes. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I shall grow jealous of you shortly, Launcelot, if [1] => you thus get my wife into corners. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, you need not fear us, Lorenzo: Launcelot and I [1] => are out. He tells me flatly, there is no mercy for [2] => me in heaven, because I am a Jew's daughter: and he [3] => says, you are no good member of the commonwealth, [4] => for in converting Jews to Christians, you raise the [5] => price of pork. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I shall answer that better to the commonwealth than [1] => you can the getting up of the negro's belly: the [2] => Moor is with child by you, Launcelot. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is much that the Moor should be more than reason: [1] => but if she be less than an honest woman, she is [2] => indeed more than I took her for. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How every fool can play upon the word! I think the [1] => best grace of wit will shortly turn into silence, [2] => and discourse grow commendable in none only but [3] => parrots. Go in, sirrah; bid them prepare for dinner. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => That is done, sir; they have all stomachs. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Goodly Lord, what a wit-snapper are you! then bid [1] => them prepare dinner. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => That is done too, sir; only 'cover' is the word. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Will you cover then, sir? ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Not so, sir, neither; I know my duty. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yet more quarrelling with occasion! Wilt thou show [1] => the whole wealth of thy wit in an instant? I pray [2] => tree, understand a plain man in his plain meaning: [3] => go to thy fellows; bid them cover the table, serve [4] => in the meat, and we will come in to dinner. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => For the table, sir, it shall be served in; for the [1] => meat, sir, it shall be covered; for your coming in [2] => to dinner, sir, why, let it be as humours and [3] => conceits shall govern. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O dear discretion, how his words are suited! [1] => The fool hath planted in his memory [2] => An army of good words; and I do know [3] => A many fools, that stand in better place, [4] => Garnish'd like him, that for a tricksy word [5] => Defy the matter. How cheerest thou, Jessica? [6] => And now, good sweet, say thy opinion, [7] => How dost thou like the Lord Bassanio's wife? ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Past all expressing. It is very meet [1] => The Lord Bassanio live an upright life; [2] => For, having such a blessing in his lady, [3] => He finds the joys of heaven here on earth; [4] => And if on earth he do not mean it, then [5] => In reason he should never come to heaven [6] => Why, if two gods should play some heavenly match [7] => And on the wager lay two earthly women, [8] => And Portia one, there must be something else [9] => Pawn'd with the other, for the poor rude world [10] => Hath not her fellow. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Even such a husband [1] => Hast thou of me as she is for a wife. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => Nay, but ask my opinion too of that. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => I will anon: first, let us go to dinner. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => Nay, let me praise you while I have a stomach. ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, pray thee, let it serve for table-talk; [1] => ' Then, howso'er thou speak'st, 'mong other things [2] => I shall digest it. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => Well, I'll set you forth. ) ) ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT IV [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. Venice. A court of justice. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter the DUKE, the Magnificoes, ANTONIO, BASSANIO, GRATIANO, SALERIO, and others [1] => Enter SHYLOCK [2] => Enter NERISSA, dressed like a lawyer's clerk [3] => Presenting a letter [4] => Exit SHYLOCK [5] => Exeunt Duke and his train [6] => Exeunt Portia and Nerissa [7] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE [LINE] => What, is Antonio here? ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Ready, so please your grace. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am sorry for thee: thou art come to answer [1] => A stony adversary, an inhuman wretch [2] => uncapable of pity, void and empty [3] => From any dram of mercy. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I have heard [1] => Your grace hath ta'en great pains to qualify [2] => His rigorous course; but since he stands obdurate [3] => And that no lawful means can carry me [4] => Out of his envy's reach, I do oppose [5] => My patience to his fury, and am arm'd [6] => To suffer, with a quietness of spirit, [7] => The very tyranny and rage of his. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE [LINE] => Go one, and call the Jew into the court. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALERIO [LINE] => He is ready at the door: he comes, my lord. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Make room, and let him stand before our face. [1] => Shylock, the world thinks, and I think so too, [2] => That thou but lead'st this fashion of thy malice [3] => To the last hour of act; and then 'tis thought [4] => Thou'lt show thy mercy and remorse more strange [5] => Than is thy strange apparent cruelty; [6] => And where thou now exact'st the penalty, [7] => Which is a pound of this poor merchant's flesh, [8] => Thou wilt not only loose the forfeiture, [9] => But, touch'd with human gentleness and love, [10] => Forgive a moiety of the principal; [11] => Glancing an eye of pity on his losses, [12] => That have of late so huddled on his back, [13] => Enow to press a royal merchant down [14] => And pluck commiseration of his state [15] => From brassy bosoms and rough hearts of flint, [16] => From stubborn Turks and Tartars, never train'd [17] => To offices of tender courtesy. [18] => We all expect a gentle answer, Jew. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I have possess'd your grace of what I purpose; [1] => And by our holy Sabbath have I sworn [2] => To have the due and forfeit of my bond: [3] => If you deny it, let the danger light [4] => Upon your charter and your city's freedom. [5] => You'll ask me, why I rather choose to have [6] => A weight of carrion flesh than to receive [7] => Three thousand ducats: I'll not answer that: [8] => But, say, it is my humour: is it answer'd? [9] => What if my house be troubled with a rat [10] => And I be pleased to give ten thousand ducats [11] => To have it baned? What, are you answer'd yet? [12] => Some men there are love not a gaping pig; [13] => Some, that are mad if they behold a cat; [14] => And others, when the bagpipe sings i' the nose, [15] => Cannot contain their urine: for affection, [16] => Mistress of passion, sways it to the mood [17] => Of what it likes or loathes. Now, for your answer: [18] => As there is no firm reason to be render'd, [19] => Why he cannot abide a gaping pig; [20] => Why he, a harmless necessary cat; [21] => Why he, a woollen bagpipe; but of force [22] => Must yield to such inevitable shame [23] => As to offend, himself being offended; [24] => So can I give no reason, nor I will not, [25] => More than a lodged hate and a certain loathing [26] => I bear Antonio, that I follow thus [27] => A losing suit against him. Are you answer'd? ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This is no answer, thou unfeeling man, [1] => To excuse the current of thy cruelty. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => I am not bound to please thee with my answers. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Do all men kill the things they do not love? ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Hates any man the thing he would not kill? ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Every offence is not a hate at first. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => What, wouldst thou have a serpent sting thee twice? ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I pray you, think you question with the Jew: [1] => You may as well go stand upon the beach [2] => And bid the main flood bate his usual height; [3] => You may as well use question with the wolf [4] => Why he hath made the ewe bleat for the lamb; [5] => You may as well forbid the mountain pines [6] => To wag their high tops and to make no noise, [7] => When they are fretten with the gusts of heaven; [8] => You may as well do anything most hard, [9] => As seek to soften that--than which what's harder?-- [10] => His Jewish heart: therefore, I do beseech you, [11] => Make no more offers, use no farther means, [12] => But with all brief and plain conveniency [13] => Let me have judgment and the Jew his will. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => For thy three thousand ducats here is six. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What judgment shall I dread, doing [1] => Were in six parts and every part a ducat, [2] => I would not draw them; I would have my bond. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE [LINE] => How shalt thou hope for mercy, rendering none? ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What judgment shall I dread, doing no wrong? [1] => You have among you many a purchased slave, [2] => Which, like your asses and your dogs and mules, [3] => You use in abject and in slavish parts, [4] => Because you bought them: shall I say to you, [5] => Let them be free, marry them to your heirs? [6] => Why sweat they under burthens? let their beds [7] => Be made as soft as yours and let their palates [8] => Be season'd with such viands? You will answer [9] => 'The slaves are ours:' so do I answer you: [10] => The pound of flesh, which I demand of him, [11] => Is dearly bought; 'tis mine and I will have it. [12] => If you deny me, fie upon your law! [13] => There is no force in the decrees of Venice. [14] => I stand for judgment: answer; shall I have it? ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Upon my power I may dismiss this court, [1] => Unless Bellario, a learned doctor, [2] => Whom I have sent for to determine this, [3] => Come here to-day. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALERIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, here stays without [1] => A messenger with letters from the doctor, [2] => New come from Padua. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE [LINE] => Bring us the letter; call the messenger. ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good cheer, Antonio! What, man, courage yet! [1] => The Jew shall have my flesh, blood, bones and all, [2] => Ere thou shalt lose for me one drop of blood. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am a tainted wether of the flock, [1] => Meetest for death: the weakest kind of fruit [2] => Drops earliest to the ground; and so let me [3] => You cannot better be employ'd, Bassanio, [4] => Than to live still and write mine epitaph. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE [LINE] => Came you from Padua, from Bellario? ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => From both, my lord. Bellario greets your grace. ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Why dost thou whet thy knife so earnestly? ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => To cut the forfeiture from that bankrupt there. ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Not on thy sole, but on thy soul, harsh Jew, [1] => Thou makest thy knife keen; but no metal can, [2] => No, not the hangman's axe, bear half the keenness [3] => Of thy sharp envy. Can no prayers pierce thee? ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => No, none that thou hast wit enough to make. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, be thou damn'd, inexecrable dog! [1] => And for thy life let justice be accused. [2] => Thou almost makest me waver in my faith [3] => To hold opinion with Pythagoras, [4] => That souls of animals infuse themselves [5] => Into the trunks of men: thy currish spirit [6] => Govern'd a wolf, who, hang'd for human slaughter, [7] => Even from the gallows did his fell soul fleet, [8] => And, whilst thou lay'st in thy unhallow'd dam, [9] => Infused itself in thee; for thy desires [10] => Are wolvish, bloody, starved and ravenous. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Till thou canst rail the seal from off my bond, [1] => Thou but offend'st thy lungs to speak so loud: [2] => Repair thy wit, good youth, or it will fall [3] => To cureless ruin. I stand here for law. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This letter from Bellario doth commend [1] => A young and learned doctor to our court. [2] => Where is he? ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He attendeth here hard by, [1] => To know your answer, whether you'll admit him. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => With all my heart. Some three or four of you [1] => Go give him courteous conduct to this place. [2] => Meantime the court shall hear Bellario's letter. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Clerk [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Reads ) [1] => Your grace shall understand that at the receipt of [2] => your letter I am very sick: but in the instant that [3] => your messenger came, in loving visitation was with [4] => me a young doctor of Rome; his name is Balthasar. I [5] => acquainted him with the cause in controversy between [6] => the Jew and Antonio the merchant: we turned o'er [7] => many books together: he is furnished with my [8] => opinion; which, bettered with his own learning, the [9] => greatness whereof I cannot enough commend, comes [10] => with him, at my importunity, to fill up your grace's [11] => request in my stead. I beseech you, let his lack of [12] => years be no impediment to let him lack a reverend [13] => estimation; for I never knew so young a body with so [14] => old a head. I leave him to your gracious [15] => acceptance, whose trial shall better publish his [16] => commendation. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You hear the learn'd Bellario, what he writes: [1] => And here, I take it, is the doctor come. [2] => Give me your hand. Come you from old Bellario? ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter PORTIA, dressed like a doctor of laws ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => I did, my lord. ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You are welcome: take your place. [1] => Are you acquainted with the difference [2] => That holds this present question in the court? ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am informed thoroughly of the cause. [1] => Which is the merchant here, and which the Jew? ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE [LINE] => Antonio and old Shylock, both stand forth. ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Is your name Shylock? ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Shylock is my name. ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Of a strange nature is the suit you follow; [1] => Yet in such rule that the Venetian law [2] => Cannot impugn you as you do proceed. [3] => You stand within his danger, do you not? ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Ay, so he says. ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Do you confess the bond? ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => I do. ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Then must the Jew be merciful. ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => On what compulsion must I? tell me that. ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The quality of mercy is not strain'd, [1] => It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven [2] => Upon the place beneath: it is twice blest; [3] => It blesseth him that gives and him that takes: [4] => 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes [5] => The throned monarch better than his crown; [6] => His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, [7] => The attribute to awe and majesty, [8] => Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; [9] => But mercy is above this sceptred sway; [10] => It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, [11] => It is an attribute to God himself; [12] => And earthly power doth then show likest God's [13] => When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, [14] => Though justice be thy plea, consider this, [15] => That, in the course of justice, none of us [16] => Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy; [17] => And that same prayer doth teach us all to render [18] => The deeds of mercy. I have spoke thus much [19] => To mitigate the justice of thy plea; [20] => Which if thou follow, this strict court of Venice [21] => Must needs give sentence 'gainst the merchant there. ) ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My deeds upon my head! I crave the law, [1] => The penalty and forfeit of my bond. ) ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Is he not able to discharge the money? ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yes, here I tender it for him in the court; [1] => Yea, twice the sum: if that will not suffice, [2] => I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, [3] => On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart: [4] => If this will not suffice, it must appear [5] => That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, [6] => Wrest once the law to your authority: [7] => To do a great right, do a little wrong, [8] => And curb this cruel devil of his will. ) ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It must not be; there is no power in Venice [1] => Can alter a decree established: [2] => 'Twill be recorded for a precedent, [3] => And many an error by the same example [4] => Will rush into the state: it cannot be. ) ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A Daniel come to judgment! yea, a Daniel! [1] => O wise young judge, how I do honour thee! ) ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => I pray you, let me look upon the bond. ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Here 'tis, most reverend doctor, here it is. ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Shylock, there's thrice thy money offer'd thee. ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => An oath, an oath, I have an oath in heaven: [1] => Shall I lay perjury upon my soul? [2] => No, not for Venice. ) ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, this bond is forfeit; [1] => And lawfully by this the Jew may claim [2] => A pound of flesh, to be by him cut off [3] => Nearest the merchant's heart. Be merciful: [4] => Take thrice thy money; bid me tear the bond. ) ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => When it is paid according to the tenor. [1] => It doth appear you are a worthy judge; [2] => You know the law, your exposition [3] => Hath been most sound: I charge you by the law, [4] => Whereof you are a well-deserving pillar, [5] => Proceed to judgment: by my soul I swear [6] => There is no power in the tongue of man [7] => To alter me: I stay here on my bond. ) ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Most heartily I do beseech the court [1] => To give the judgment. ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why then, thus it is: [1] => You must prepare your bosom for his knife. ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => O noble judge! O excellent young man! ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => For the intent and purpose of the law [1] => Hath full relation to the penalty, [2] => Which here appeareth due upon the bond. ) ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis very true: O wise and upright judge! [1] => How much more elder art thou than thy looks! ) ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Therefore lay bare your bosom. ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, his breast: [1] => So says the bond: doth it not, noble judge? [2] => 'Nearest his heart:' those are the very words. ) ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is so. Are there balance here to weigh [1] => The flesh? ) ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => I have them ready. ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Have by some surgeon, Shylock, on your charge, [1] => To stop his wounds, lest he do bleed to death. ) ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Is it so nominated in the bond? ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is not so express'd: but what of that? [1] => 'Twere good you do so much for charity. ) ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => I cannot find it; 'tis not in the bond. ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => You, merchant, have you any thing to say? ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But little: I am arm'd and well prepared. [1] => Give me your hand, Bassanio: fare you well! [2] => Grieve not that I am fallen to this for you; [3] => For herein Fortune shows herself more kind [4] => Than is her custom: it is still her use [5] => To let the wretched man outlive his wealth, [6] => To view with hollow eye and wrinkled brow [7] => An age of poverty; from which lingering penance [8] => Of such misery doth she cut me off. [9] => Commend me to your honourable wife: [10] => Tell her the process of Antonio's end; [11] => Say how I loved you, speak me fair in death; [12] => And, when the tale is told, bid her be judge [13] => Whether Bassanio had not once a love. [14] => Repent but you that you shall lose your friend, [15] => And he repents not that he pays your debt; [16] => For if the Jew do cut but deep enough, [17] => I'll pay it presently with all my heart. ) ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Antonio, I am married to a wife [1] => Which is as dear to me as life itself; [2] => But life itself, my wife, and all the world, [3] => Are not with me esteem'd above thy life: [4] => I would lose all, ay, sacrifice them all [5] => Here to this devil, to deliver you. ) ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Your wife would give you little thanks for that, [1] => If she were by, to hear you make the offer. ) ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I have a wife, whom, I protest, I love: [1] => I would she were in heaven, so she could [2] => Entreat some power to change this currish Jew. ) ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis well you offer it behind her back; [1] => The wish would make else an unquiet house. ) ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => These be the Christian husbands. I have a daughter; [1] => Would any of the stock of Barrabas [2] => Had been her husband rather than a Christian! [3] => We trifle time: I pray thee, pursue sentence. ) [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A pound of that same merchant's flesh is thine: [1] => The court awards it, and the law doth give it. ) ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Most rightful judge! ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And you must cut this flesh from off his breast: [1] => The law allows it, and the court awards it. ) ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Most learned judge! A sentence! Come, prepare! ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tarry a little; there is something else. [1] => This bond doth give thee here no jot of blood; [2] => The words expressly are 'a pound of flesh:' [3] => Take then thy bond, take thou thy pound of flesh; [4] => But, in the cutting it, if thou dost shed [5] => One drop of Christian blood, thy lands and goods [6] => Are, by the laws of Venice, confiscate [7] => Unto the state of Venice. ) ) [86] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => O upright judge! Mark, Jew: O learned judge! ) [87] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Is that the law? ) [88] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thyself shalt see the act: [1] => For, as thou urgest justice, be assured [2] => Thou shalt have justice, more than thou desirest. ) ) [89] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => O learned judge! Mark, Jew: a learned judge! ) [90] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I take this offer, then; pay the bond thrice [1] => And let the Christian go. ) ) [91] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Here is the money. ) [92] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Soft! [1] => The Jew shall have all justice; soft! no haste: [2] => He shall have nothing but the penalty. ) ) [93] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => O Jew! an upright judge, a learned judge! ) [94] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Therefore prepare thee to cut off the flesh. [1] => Shed thou no blood, nor cut thou less nor more [2] => But just a pound of flesh: if thou cut'st more [3] => Or less than a just pound, be it but so much [4] => As makes it light or heavy in the substance, [5] => Or the division of the twentieth part [6] => Of one poor scruple, nay, if the scale do turn [7] => But in the estimation of a hair, [8] => Thou diest and all thy goods are confiscate. ) ) [95] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A second Daniel, a Daniel, Jew! [1] => Now, infidel, I have you on the hip. ) ) [96] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Why doth the Jew pause? take thy forfeiture. ) [97] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Give me my principal, and let me go. ) [98] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => I have it ready for thee; here it is. ) [99] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He hath refused it in the open court: [1] => He shall have merely justice and his bond. ) ) [100] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A Daniel, still say I, a second Daniel! [1] => I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word. ) ) [101] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Shall I not have barely my principal? ) [102] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou shalt have nothing but the forfeiture, [1] => To be so taken at thy peril, Jew. ) ) [103] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, then the devil give him good of it! [1] => I'll stay no longer question. ) ) [104] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tarry, Jew: [1] => The law hath yet another hold on you. [2] => It is enacted in the laws of Venice, [3] => If it be proved against an alien [4] => That by direct or indirect attempts [5] => He seek the life of any citizen, [6] => The party 'gainst the which he doth contrive [7] => Shall seize one half his goods; the other half [8] => Comes to the privy coffer of the state; [9] => And the offender's life lies in the mercy [10] => Of the duke only, 'gainst all other voice. [11] => In which predicament, I say, thou stand'st; [12] => For it appears, by manifest proceeding, [13] => That indirectly and directly too [14] => Thou hast contrived against the very life [15] => Of the defendant; and thou hast incurr'd [16] => The danger formerly by me rehearsed. [17] => Down therefore and beg mercy of the duke. ) ) [105] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Beg that thou mayst have leave to hang thyself: [1] => And yet, thy wealth being forfeit to the state, [2] => Thou hast not left the value of a cord; [3] => Therefore thou must be hang'd at the state's charge. ) ) [106] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That thou shalt see the difference of our spirits, [1] => I pardon thee thy life before thou ask it: [2] => For half thy wealth, it is Antonio's; [3] => The other half comes to the general state, [4] => Which humbleness may drive unto a fine. ) ) [107] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Ay, for the state, not for Antonio. ) [108] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, take my life and all; pardon not that: [1] => You take my house when you do take the prop [2] => That doth sustain my house; you take my life [3] => When you do take the means whereby I live. ) ) [109] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => What mercy can you render him, Antonio? ) [110] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => A halter gratis; nothing else, for God's sake. ) [111] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So please my lord the duke and all the court [1] => To quit the fine for one half of his goods, [2] => I am content; so he will let me have [3] => The other half in use, to render it, [4] => Upon his death, unto the gentleman [5] => That lately stole his daughter: [6] => Two things provided more, that, for this favour, [7] => He presently become a Christian; [8] => The other, that he do record a gift, [9] => Here in the court, of all he dies possess'd, [10] => Unto his son Lorenzo and his daughter. ) ) [112] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He shall do this, or else I do recant [1] => The pardon that I late pronounced here. ) ) [113] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Art thou contented, Jew? what dost thou say? ) [114] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => I am content. ) [115] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Clerk, draw a deed of gift. ) [116] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SHYLOCK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I pray you, give me leave to go from hence; [1] => I am not well: send the deed after me, [2] => And I will sign it. ) ) [117] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE [LINE] => Get thee gone, but do it. ) [118] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In christening shalt thou have two god-fathers: [1] => Had I been judge, thou shouldst have had ten more, [2] => To bring thee to the gallows, not the font. ) ) [119] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE [LINE] => Sir, I entreat you home with me to dinner. ) [120] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I humbly do desire your grace of pardon: [1] => I must away this night toward Padua, [2] => And it is meet I presently set forth. ) ) [121] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am sorry that your leisure serves you not. [1] => Antonio, gratify this gentleman, [2] => For, in my mind, you are much bound to him. ) ) [122] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Most worthy gentleman, I and my friend [1] => Have by your wisdom been this day acquitted [2] => Of grievous penalties; in lieu whereof, [3] => Three thousand ducats, due unto the Jew, [4] => We freely cope your courteous pains withal. ) ) [123] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And stand indebted, over and above, [1] => In love and service to you evermore. ) ) [124] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He is well paid that is well satisfied; [1] => And I, delivering you, am satisfied [2] => And therein do account myself well paid: [3] => My mind was never yet more mercenary. [4] => I pray you, know me when we meet again: [5] => I wish you well, and so I take my leave. ) ) [125] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Dear sir, of force I must attempt you further: [1] => Take some remembrance of us, as a tribute, [2] => Not as a fee: grant me two things, I pray you, [3] => Not to deny me, and to pardon me. ) ) [126] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You press me far, and therefore I will yield. [1] => Give me your gloves, I'll wear them for your sake; [2] => And, for your love, I'll take this ring from you: [3] => Do not draw back your hand; I'll take no more; [4] => And you in love shall not deny me this. ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => To ANTONIO [1] => To BASSANIO ) ) [127] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This ring, good sir, alas, it is a trifle! [1] => I will not shame myself to give you this. ) ) [128] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will have nothing else but only this; [1] => And now methinks I have a mind to it. ) ) [129] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => There's more depends on this than on the value. [1] => The dearest ring in Venice will I give you, [2] => And find it out by proclamation: [3] => Only for this, I pray you, pardon me. ) ) [130] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I see, sir, you are liberal in offers [1] => You taught me first to beg; and now methinks [2] => You teach me how a beggar should be answer'd. ) ) [131] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good sir, this ring was given me by my wife; [1] => And when she put it on, she made me vow [2] => That I should neither sell nor give nor lose it. ) ) [132] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That 'scuse serves many men to save their gifts. [1] => An if your wife be not a mad-woman, [2] => And know how well I have deserved the ring, [3] => She would not hold out enemy for ever, [4] => For giving it to me. Well, peace be with you! ) ) [133] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My Lord Bassanio, let him have the ring: [1] => Let his deservings and my love withal [2] => Be valued against your wife's commandment. ) ) [134] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go, Gratiano, run and overtake him; [1] => Give him the ring, and bring him, if thou canst, [2] => Unto Antonio's house: away! make haste. [3] => Come, you and I will thither presently; [4] => And in the morning early will we both [5] => Fly toward Belmont: come, Antonio. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Gratiano ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. The same. A street. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter PORTIA and NERISSA [1] => Enter GRATIANO [2] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Inquire the Jew's house out, give him this deed [1] => And let him sign it: we'll away to-night [2] => And be a day before our husbands home: [3] => This deed will be well welcome to Lorenzo. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fair sir, you are well o'erta'en [1] => My Lord Bassanio upon more advice [2] => Hath sent you here this ring, and doth entreat [3] => Your company at dinner. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That cannot be: [1] => His ring I do accept most thankfully: [2] => And so, I pray you, tell him: furthermore, [3] => I pray you, show my youth old Shylock's house. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => That will I do. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir, I would speak with you. [1] => I'll see if I can get my husband's ring, [2] => Which I did make him swear to keep for ever. ) [STAGEDIR] => Aside to PORTIA ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to NERISSA ) [1] => We shall have old swearing [2] => That they did give the rings away to men; [3] => But we'll outface them, and outswear them too. [4] => Away! make haste: thou knowist where I will tarry. ) [STAGEDIR] => Aloud ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Come, good sir, will you show me to this house? ) ) ) ) ) [4] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT V [SCENE] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. Belmont. Avenue to PORTIA'S house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter LORENZO and JESSICA [1] => Enter STEPHANO [2] => Enter LAUNCELOT [3] => Exit [4] => Music [5] => Enter PORTIA and NERISSA [6] => Music ceases [7] => A tucket sounds [8] => Enter BASSANIO, ANTONIO, GRATIANO, and their followers [9] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The moon shines bright: in such a night as this, [1] => When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees [2] => And they did make no noise, in such a night [3] => Troilus methinks mounted the Troyan walls [4] => And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, [5] => Where Cressid lay that night. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In such a night [1] => Did Thisbe fearfully o'ertrip the dew [2] => And saw the lion's shadow ere himself [3] => And ran dismay'd away. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In such a night [1] => Stood Dido with a willow in her hand [2] => Upon the wild sea banks and waft her love [3] => To come again to Carthage. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In such a night [1] => Medea gather'd the enchanted herbs [2] => That did renew old AEson. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In such a night [1] => Did Jessica steal from the wealthy Jew [2] => And with an unthrift love did run from Venice [3] => As far as Belmont. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In such a night [1] => Did young Lorenzo swear he loved her well, [2] => Stealing her soul with many vows of faith [3] => And ne'er a true one. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In such a night [1] => Did pretty Jessica, like a little shrew, [2] => Slander her love, and he forgave it her. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I would out-night you, did no body come; [1] => But, hark, I hear the footing of a man. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Who comes so fast in silence of the night? ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => STEPHANO [LINE] => A friend. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => A friend! what friend? your name, I pray you, friend? ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => STEPHANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Stephano is my name; and I bring word [1] => My mistress will before the break of day [2] => Be here at Belmont; she doth stray about [3] => By holy crosses, where she kneels and prays [4] => For happy wedlock hours. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Who comes with her? ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => STEPHANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => None but a holy hermit and her maid. [1] => I pray you, is my master yet return'd? ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He is not, nor we have not heard from him. [1] => But go we in, I pray thee, Jessica, [2] => And ceremoniously let us prepare [3] => Some welcome for the mistress of the house. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Sola, sola! wo ha, ho! sola, sola! ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Who calls? ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sola! did you see Master Lorenzo? [1] => Master Lorenzo, sola, sola! ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Leave hollaing, man: here. ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Sola! where? where? ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Here. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LAUNCELOT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tell him there's a post come from my master, with [1] => his horn full of good news: my master will be here [2] => ere morning. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sweet soul, let's in, and there expect their coming. [1] => And yet no matter: why should we go in? [2] => My friend Stephano, signify, I pray you, [3] => Within the house, your mistress is at hand; [4] => And bring your music forth into the air. [5] => How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! [6] => Here will we sit and let the sounds of music [7] => Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night [8] => Become the touches of sweet harmony. [9] => Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven [10] => Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold: [11] => There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st [12] => But in his motion like an angel sings, [13] => Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins; [14] => Such harmony is in immortal souls; [15] => But whilst this muddy vesture of decay [16] => Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it. [17] => Come, ho! and wake Diana with a hymn! [18] => With sweetest touches pierce your mistress' ear, [19] => And draw her home with music. ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Exit Stephano [1] => Enter Musicians ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JESSICA [LINE] => I am never merry when I hear sweet music. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The reason is, your spirits are attentive: [1] => For do but note a wild and wanton herd, [2] => Or race of youthful and unhandled colts, [3] => Fetching mad bounds, bellowing and neighing loud, [4] => Which is the hot condition of their blood; [5] => If they but hear perchance a trumpet sound, [6] => Or any air of music touch their ears, [7] => You shall perceive them make a mutual stand, [8] => Their savage eyes turn'd to a modest gaze [9] => By the sweet power of music: therefore the poet [10] => Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones and floods; [11] => Since nought so stockish, hard and full of rage, [12] => But music for the time doth change his nature. [13] => The man that hath no music in himself, [14] => Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, [15] => Is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils; [16] => The motions of his spirit are dull as night [17] => And his affections dark as Erebus: [18] => Let no such man be trusted. Mark the music. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That light we see is burning in my hall. [1] => How far that little candle throws his beams! [2] => So shines a good deed in a naughty world. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => When the moon shone, we did not see the candle. ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So doth the greater glory dim the less: [1] => A substitute shines brightly as a king [2] => Unto the king be by, and then his state [3] => Empties itself, as doth an inland brook [4] => Into the main of waters. Music! hark! ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => It is your music, madam, of the house. ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nothing is good, I see, without respect: [1] => Methinks it sounds much sweeter than by day. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Silence bestows that virtue on it, madam. ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, [1] => When neither is attended, and I think [2] => The nightingale, if she should sing by day, [3] => When every goose is cackling, would be thought [4] => No better a musician than the wren. [5] => How many things by season season'd are [6] => To their right praise and true perfection! [7] => Peace, ho! the moon sleeps with Endymion [8] => And would not be awaked. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That is the voice, [1] => Or I am much deceived, of Portia. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He knows me as the blind man knows the cuckoo, [1] => By the bad voice. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Dear lady, welcome home. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => We have been praying for our husbands' healths, [1] => Which speed, we hope, the better for our words. [2] => Are they return'd? ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, they are not yet; [1] => But there is come a messenger before, [2] => To signify their coming. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go in, Nerissa; [1] => Give order to my servants that they take [2] => No note at all of our being absent hence; [3] => Nor you, Lorenzo; Jessica, nor you. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Your husband is at hand; I hear his trumpet: [1] => We are no tell-tales, madam; fear you not. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This night methinks is but the daylight sick; [1] => It looks a little paler: 'tis a day, [2] => Such as the day is when the sun is hid. ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => We should hold day with the Antipodes, [1] => If you would walk in absence of the sun. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let me give light, but let me not be light; [1] => For a light wife doth make a heavy husband, [2] => And never be Bassanio so for me: [3] => But God sort all! You are welcome home, my lord. ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I thank you, madam. Give welcome to my friend. [1] => This is the man, this is Antonio, [2] => To whom I am so infinitely bound. ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You should in all sense be much bound to him. [1] => For, as I hear, he was much bound for you. ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => No more than I am well acquitted of. ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir, you are very welcome to our house: [1] => It must appear in other ways than words, [2] => Therefore I scant this breathing courtesy. ) ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To NERISSA ) [1] => In faith, I gave it to the judge's clerk: [2] => Would he were gelt that had it, for my part, [3] => Since you do take it, love, so much at heart. ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => A quarrel, ho, already! what's the matter? ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => About a hoop of gold, a paltry ring [1] => That she did give me, whose posy was [2] => For all the world like cutler's poetry [3] => Upon a knife, 'Love me, and leave me not.' ) ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What talk you of the posy or the value? [1] => You swore to me, when I did give it you, [2] => That you would wear it till your hour of death [3] => And that it should lie with you in your grave: [4] => Though not for me, yet for your vehement oaths, [5] => You should have been respective and have kept it. [6] => Gave it a judge's clerk! no, God's my judge, [7] => The clerk will ne'er wear hair on's face that had it. ) ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => He will, an if he live to be a man. ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Ay, if a woman live to be a man. ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, by this hand, I gave it to a youth, [1] => A kind of boy, a little scrubbed boy, [2] => No higher than thyself; the judge's clerk, [3] => A prating boy, that begg'd it as a fee: [4] => I could not for my heart deny it him. ) ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You were to blame, I must be plain with you, [1] => To part so slightly with your wife's first gift: [2] => A thing stuck on with oaths upon your finger [3] => And so riveted with faith unto your flesh. [4] => I gave my love a ring and made him swear [5] => Never to part with it; and here he stands; [6] => I dare be sworn for him he would not leave it [7] => Nor pluck it from his finger, for the wealth [8] => That the world masters. Now, in faith, Gratiano, [9] => You give your wife too unkind a cause of grief: [10] => An 'twere to me, I should be mad at it. ) ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => And swear I lost the ring defending it. ) ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My Lord Bassanio gave his ring away [1] => Unto the judge that begg'd it and indeed [2] => Deserved it too; and then the boy, his clerk, [3] => That took some pains in writing, he begg'd mine; [4] => And neither man nor master would take aught [5] => But the two rings. ) ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What ring gave you my lord? [1] => Not that, I hope, which you received of me. ) ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If I could add a lie unto a fault, [1] => I would deny it; but you see my finger [2] => Hath not the ring upon it; it is gone. ) ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Even so void is your false heart of truth. [1] => By heaven, I will ne'er come in your bed [2] => Until I see the ring. ) ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nor I in yours [1] => Till I again see mine. ) ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sweet Portia, [1] => If you did know to whom I gave the ring, [2] => If you did know for whom I gave the ring [3] => And would conceive for what I gave the ring [4] => And how unwillingly I left the ring, [5] => When nought would be accepted but the ring, [6] => You would abate the strength of your displeasure. ) ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If you had known the virtue of the ring, [1] => Or half her worthiness that gave the ring, [2] => Or your own honour to contain the ring, [3] => You would not then have parted with the ring. [4] => What man is there so much unreasonable, [5] => If you had pleased to have defended it [6] => With any terms of zeal, wanted the modesty [7] => To urge the thing held as a ceremony? [8] => Nerissa teaches me what to believe: [9] => I'll die for't but some woman had the ring. ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, by my honour, madam, by my soul, [1] => No woman had it, but a civil doctor, [2] => Which did refuse three thousand ducats of me [3] => And begg'd the ring; the which I did deny him [4] => And suffer'd him to go displeased away; [5] => Even he that did uphold the very life [6] => Of my dear friend. What should I say, sweet lady? [7] => I was enforced to send it after him; [8] => I was beset with shame and courtesy; [9] => My honour would not let ingratitude [10] => So much besmear it. Pardon me, good lady; [11] => For, by these blessed candles of the night, [12] => Had you been there, I think you would have begg'd [13] => The ring of me to give the worthy doctor. ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let not that doctor e'er come near my house: [1] => Since he hath got the jewel that I loved, [2] => And that which you did swear to keep for me, [3] => I will become as liberal as you; [4] => I'll not deny him any thing I have, [5] => No, not my body nor my husband's bed: [6] => Know him I shall, I am well sure of it: [7] => Lie not a night from home; watch me like Argus: [8] => If you do not, if I be left alone, [9] => Now, by mine honour, which is yet mine own, [10] => I'll have that doctor for my bedfellow. ) ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And I his clerk; therefore be well advised [1] => How you do leave me to mine own protection. ) ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, do you so; let not me take him, then; [1] => For if I do, I'll mar the young clerk's pen. ) ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => I am the unhappy subject of these quarrels. ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Sir, grieve not you; you are welcome notwithstanding. ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Portia, forgive me this enforced wrong; [1] => And, in the hearing of these many friends, [2] => I swear to thee, even by thine own fair eyes, [3] => Wherein I see myself-- ) ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Mark you but that! [1] => In both my eyes he doubly sees himself; [2] => In each eye, one: swear by your double self, [3] => And there's an oath of credit. ) ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, but hear me: [1] => Pardon this fault, and by my soul I swear [2] => I never more will break an oath with thee. ) ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I once did lend my body for his wealth; [1] => Which, but for him that had your husband's ring, [2] => Had quite miscarried: I dare be bound again, [3] => My soul upon the forfeit, that your lord [4] => Will never more break faith advisedly. ) ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then you shall be his surety. Give him this [1] => And bid him keep it better than the other. ) ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Here, Lord Bassanio; swear to keep this ring. ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => By heaven, it is the same I gave the doctor! ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I had it of him: pardon me, Bassanio; [1] => For, by this ring, the doctor lay with me. ) ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And pardon me, my gentle Gratiano; [1] => For that same scrubbed boy, the doctor's clerk, [2] => In lieu of this last night did lie with me. ) ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, this is like the mending of highways [1] => In summer, where the ways are fair enough: [2] => What, are we cuckolds ere we have deserved it? ) ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Speak not so grossly. You are all amazed: [1] => Here is a letter; read it at your leisure; [2] => It comes from Padua, from Bellario: [3] => There you shall find that Portia was the doctor, [4] => Nerissa there her clerk: Lorenzo here [5] => Shall witness I set forth as soon as you [6] => And even but now return'd; I have not yet [7] => Enter'd my house. Antonio, you are welcome; [8] => And I have better news in store for you [9] => Than you expect: unseal this letter soon; [10] => There you shall find three of your argosies [11] => Are richly come to harbour suddenly: [12] => You shall not know by what strange accident [13] => I chanced on this letter. ) ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => I am dumb. ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Were you the doctor and I knew you not? ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Were you the clerk that is to make me cuckold? ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, but the clerk that never means to do it, [1] => Unless he live until he be a man. ) ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BASSANIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sweet doctor, you shall be my bed-fellow: [1] => When I am absent, then lie with my wife. ) ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANTONIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sweet lady, you have given me life and living; [1] => For here I read for certain that my ships [2] => Are safely come to road. ) ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How now, Lorenzo! [1] => My clerk hath some good comforts too for you. ) ) [86] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NERISSA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, and I'll give them him without a fee. [1] => There do I give to you and Jessica, [2] => From the rich Jew, a special deed of gift, [3] => After his death, of all he dies possess'd of. ) ) [87] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORENZO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fair ladies, you drop manna in the way [1] => Of starved people. ) ) [88] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PORTIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is almost morning, [1] => And yet I am sure you are not satisfied [2] => Of these events at full. Let us go in; [3] => And charge us there upon inter'gatories, [4] => And we will answer all things faithfully. ) ) [89] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let it be so: the first inter'gatory [1] => That my Nerissa shall be sworn on is, [2] => Whether till the next night she had rather stay, [3] => Or go to bed now, being two hours to day: [4] => But were the day come, I should wish it dark, [5] => That I were couching with the doctor's clerk. [6] => Well, while I live I'll fear no other thing [7] => So sore as keeping safe Nerissa's ring. ) ) ) ) ) ) )