Enter Anthonio, Salarino, and Solanio. Anth. In footh, I know not why I am fo fad; I am to learn: And fuch a want-wit fadness makes of me, a There, where your argofies with portly fail,- 2 argofies-large fhips of Ragusa, whence other merchantmen of great burthen were fo called. Or as it were the pageants of the sea,— That curtly to them, do them reverence, Be with my hopes abroad. I fhould be still Sol. My wind, cooling my broth, Would blow me to an ague, when I thought с And fee my wealthy Andrew dock'd in fand, d Vailing her high top lower than her ribs, To kifs her burial. Should I go to church, And fee the holy edifice of ftone, And not bethink me straight of dangerous rocks; Is fad to think upon his merchandize. direction of the wind. b Plucking the grass, ]-to find out by its motion, when held up, the Andrew]-a -a fhip's name. Vailing her high top lower than her ribs, to kijs her burial.]— Bowing it beneath her fides, to meet her grave. Anth. Anth. Believe me, no: I thank my fortune for it, My ventures are not in one bottom trusted, Nor to one place; nor is my whole estate Anth. Fie, fie! Sala. Not in love neither? Then let's fay, you are fad, Because you are not merry: and 'twere as easy For you, to laugh, and leap, and fay, you are merry, That they'll not show their teeth in way of smile, Enter Baffanio, Lorenzo, and Gratiano. Sol. Here comes Baffanio, your most noble kinfman, Gratiano, and Lorenzo Fare you well; We leave you now with better company. Sala. I would have staid till I had made you merry, If worthier friends had not prevented me. Anth. Your worth is very dear in my regard. Baff. Good figniors both, when shall we laugh? fay, You when? grow exceeding ftrange; Muft it be fo? Sol. We'll make our leifures to attend on yours. [Exeunt Sol. and Sala. We' Lor. My lord Baffanio, fince you have found Anthonio, G 3 I We two will leave you; but, at dinner-time, pray you, have in mind where we must meet. Baff. I will not fail you. Gra. You look not well, fignior Anthonio; You have too much refpect upon the world: They lofe it, that do buy it with much care. Believe me, you are marvellously chang'd. Anth. I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano; A stage, where every man must play a part, And mine a fad one. Gra. Let me play the Fool: " With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come; Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Sleep when he wakes? and creep into the jaundice * Do cream and mantle, like a standing pond; With purpose to be dreft in an opinion the Fool-the character of one, fuch as was exhibited in the old farces. With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come ;]— "fome Dick, "That Smiles his cheek in years." LOVE'S LABOUR LOST, A&t V, S. 2. Biron. Do cream and mantle,]-alluding to the manner in which the film of fcalding milk extends itself. For For faying nothing; who, I am very fure, If they should speak, would almost damn those ears, But fish not, with this melancholy bait, Lor. Well, we will leave you then till dinner-time. For Gratiano never lets me speak, Gra. Well, keep me company but two years more, Thou shalt not know the found of thine own tongue. Anth. Fare well: I'll grow a talker 'for this gear. Gra. Thanks, i'faith; for filence is only commendable In a neat's tongue dry'd, and a maid not vendible. [Exeunt Gra. and Loren. Anth. Is that any thing now? Baff. Gratiano fpeaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice : His reafons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff; you shall feek all day ere you find them; and, when you have them, they are not worth the fearch. Anth. Well, tell me now, what lady is the fame, To whom you fwore a fecret pilgrimage, That you to-day promis'd to tell me of? Baff. 'Tis not unknown to you, Anthonio, Than my faint means would grant continuance: Nor do I now make moan to be abridg'd From fuch a noble rate: but my chief care call their brothers, fools.]—and thereby incur that judgment. 'for this gear.]-that fpeech of yours. G 4 Is, |