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And fair she is, if that mine

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true;

The Hyrcanian deserts, and the vasty wilds
And true she is, as she hath prov'd herself; Of wide Arabia, are as through-fares now,
And therefore, like herself, wise, fair, and true, For princes to come view fair Portia:
Shall she be placed in my constant soul.

The watery kingdom, whose ambitious head
Enter Jessica, below.

Spits in the face of heaven, is no bar
What, art thou come?-On, gentlemen, away; To stop the foreign spirits; but they come,
Our masquing mates by this time for us stay. As o'er a brook, to see fair Portia.

[exit, with Jessica, and Salarino. One of these three contains her beavenly picture.
Enter Antonio.

Is't like, that lead contains her? 'Twere damna. Ant. Who's there?

tion, Gra. Signior Antonio?

To think so base a thought; it were too gross Ant. Fie, fie Gratiano! where are all the rest? | To rib her cerecloth in the obscure

grave. 'Tis nine o'clock; our friends all stay for you. Or shall I think, in silver she's immurd, No masque to night; the wind is come about, Being ten times undervalued to tryed gold? Bassanio presently will go aboard.

O sinful thought! Never so rich a gem I have sent twenty out to seek for you.

Was set in worse than gold. They have in EngGra. I am glad on't; I desire no more delight, A coin, that bears the figure of an angel [land Than to be under sail and gone to night. [exeunt. Stamped in gold; but that's insculp'd upon; SCENE VII. BELMONT. A ROOM IN PORTIA'S HOUSE. But here an angel in a golden bed Flourish of cornets; enter Portia, with the Prince Lies all within.—Deliver me the key;

of Morocco, and both their trains. Here do I choose, and thrive I as I may! (there, Por. Go, draw aside the curtains, and discover Por. There, take it, prince, and if my furin lia The several caskets to this noble prince.

Then I am yours.

(he unlocks the golden casket. Now make your choice.

[bears;— Mor. O hell! what have we here! Mor. The first of gold, who this inscription A carrion death, within whose empty eye “Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men There is a written scroll? I'll read the writing. desire.'

All that glisters is not gold, The second, silver, which this promise carries;

Often have you heard that told : • Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he de

Many a man his life hath sold,

But my outside to behold: serves.'

Gilded tombs do worms unfold, This third, dull lead, with warning all as blunt;

Had you been as wise as bold,

Young in limbs, in judgment old, • Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all he

Your answer had not been inscrollid: How shall I know if I do choose the right? (hath.'

Fare you well; your suit is cold. Por. The one of them contains my picture, Cold, indeed; and labour lost: prince;

Then, farewell, heat; and, welcome, frost. If you choose that, then I am yours withal. Portia, adieu ; I have too griev'd a heart

Mor. Some god direct my judgment! Let me To take a tedious leave: thus loosers part. [exz I will survey the inscriptions back again: (see, Por. A gentleriddance.—Draw the curtains, go What says this leaden casket ?

[bath.'| Let all of his complexion choose me so. [exeuil • Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all be Must give-For what? for lead ? hazard for lead?

Enter Salarino and Salanio. This casket threatens. Men, that hazard all, Salar. Why, man, I saw Bassanio under sail Do it in hope of fair advantages:

With him is Gratiano gone along; A golden mind stoops not to shows of dross; And in their ship, I am sure, Lorenzo is not. I'll then nor give, nor hazard, aught for lead. Sulan. The villain Jew with outcries rais'd the What says the silver, with her virgin hue?

duke; • Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he de- Who went with him to search Bassanio's shin. scrves.'

Salar. He came too late, the ship was under As much as he deserves ?-- Pause there, Morocco,

sail : And weigh thy value with an even hand: But there the duke was given to understand, If thou be'st rated by thy estimation,

That in a gondola were seen together Thou dost deserve enough; and yet enough

Lorenzo and his amorous Jessica: May not extend so far as to the lady;

Besides, Antonio certified the duke And yet to be afeard of my deserving,

They were not with Bassanio in the ship. Were but a weak disabling of myself.

Salan. I never beard a passion so confus'd; As much as I deserve !—Why, that's the lady. So strange, outrageous, and so variable, I do in birth deserve her, and in fortunes,

As the dog Jew did utter in the streets : In graces, and in qualities of breeding;

My daughter!–O my ducats!—O my daughter! But more than these, in love I do deserve. Fled with a Christian ?-O my Christian ducats What if I stray'd no further, but chose here? Justice! the law! my ducats, and my daughter' Let's see once more this saying grav'd in gold: A sealed bag, two sealed bags of ducats, • Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men Of double ducats, stol'n from me by my daughter! desire.'

And jewels; two stones, two rich and precious Why, that's the lady; all the world desires her: stones, From the four corners of the carth they come, Stol'n by my daughter !—Justice! find the girl! To kiss this shrine, this mortal breathing saint. She hath the stones upon her, and the ducats!

SCENE VIII.

VENICE,

A STREET.

serves.'

Salır. Why, all the boys in Venice follow him, | Which pries not to the interior, but, like the Crying,—his stones, his daughter, and his ducats.

martlet, Salan. Let good Antonio look he keep his day, Builds in the weather on the outward wall, Or he shall pay for this.

Even in the force and road of casualty. Salar. Marry, well remember'd.

I will not choose what many men desire, I reason'd with a Frenchman yesterday;

Because I will not jump with common spirits, Who told me, in the narrow seas, that part And rank me with the barbarous multitudes, The French and English, there miscarried Why, then to thee, thou silver treasure-house; A vessel of our country, richly fraught:

Tell me once more what title thou dost bear; I thought upon Antonio, when he told me; •Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he deAnd wish'd, in silence, that it were not his. Salan. You were best to tell Antonio what you And well said too; for who shall go about hear;

To cozen fortune, and be honourable Yet do not suddenly, for it may grieve him. Without the stamp of merit! Let none presume

Salar. A kinder gentleman treads not the earth, To wear an undeserved dignity. I saw Bassanio and Antonio part.

O, that estates, degrees, and offices, Bassanio told him, he would make some speed Were not deriv'd corruptly! and that clear honour Of his return; he answer'd_Do not so, Were purchas'd by the merit of the wearer! Slubber not business for my sake, Bassanio, How many then should cover, that stand bare? But stay the very riping of the time;

How many be commanded, that command ? And for the Jew's bond, which he hath of me, How much low peasantry would then be glean'd Let it not enter in your mind of love:

From the true seed of honour; and how much Be merry, and employ your chiefest thoughts

honour To courtship, and such fair ostents of love, Pick'd from the chaff and ruin of the times, As shall conveniently become you there.'- To be new varnish'd ? Well, but to my choice : And even there, his eye being big with tears, • Who chooseth me, shall get as much as he deTurning his face, he put his hand behind him,

serves ;' And with affection wondrous sensible,

will assume desert;-give me a key for this, He wrung Bassanio's hand, and so they parted. And instantly unlock my fortunes here. [there.

Salan. I think, he only loves the world for him. Por. Too long a pause for that which you fiud I pray thee let us go, and find him out,

Ar. What's here? the portrait of a blinking And quicken his embraced heaviness

Presenting me a schedule! I will read it. (idiot, With some delight or other.

How much unlike art thou to Portia? Salar. Do we 80.

(exeunt. How much unlike my hopes, and my deservings? BELMONT. A ROOM IN PORTIA'S HOUSE. • Who chooseth me, shall have as much as he der Enter Nerissa, with a servant.

serves.' Ner. Quick, quick, I pray thee, draw the cur- Did I deserve no more than a fool's head? tain straight;

Is that my prize? are my deserts no better? The prince of Arragon hath ta’en his oath,

Por. To offend, and judge, are distinct offices, And comes to his election presently.

And of opposed natures. Flourish of cornets : enter the Prince of Arragon, Ar. What is here? Portia, and their trains. (prince:

The fire seven times tried this; Por. Behold, there stand the caskets, noble

Seven times tried that judgement is, If you choose that wherein I am contain'd,

That did ncver choose amiss :

Some there be that shadows kiss Straight shall our nuptial rites be solemniz'd;

Such but a shadow bliss. But if you fail, without more speech, my lord,

There be fools, alive, I wis,

Silver'd o'er, and so was this. You must be gone from hence immediately.

Take what wife you will to bed, Ar. I am enjoin'd by oath to observe three

I will ever be your head : first, never to unfold to any one

[things:

So begone, sir, you are sped. Which casket 'twas I chose; next, if I fai]

Still more fool shall I appear Of the right casket, never in my life

By the time I linger here: To wuo a maid in way of marriage ; lastly,

With one fool's head I came to woo, If I do fail in fortune of my choice,

But I go away with two. Immediately to leave you and be gone.

Sweet, adieu! I'll keep my oath, Por. To these injunctions every one doth swear, Patiently to bear my wroth. Tbat comes to hazard for my worthless self.

(exeunt Arragon and train. Ar. And so have I address'd me. Fortune now Por. Thus bath the candle sing'd the moth, To my heart's hope! -Gold, silver, and base lead. O these deliberate fools! when they do choose, «Who chooseth me, must give and hazard all he They have the wisdom by their wit to losc. You shall look fairer, ere I give, or hazard. [hath.' Ner. The ancient saying is no heresy; Wbat says the golden chest? ha! let me see:- Hanging and wiving goes by destiny. “Who chooseth me, shall gain what many men de- Por. Come, draw the curtain, Nerissa. sire.

Enter a Servant. What many men desire !—that many may be meant Sers. Where is my lady? By the fool multitude, that choose by show, Por. Here ; what would my lord? Not learning more than the fond eye doth teach; Serr. Madam, there is alighted at your gate

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SCENE IX.

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SCENE I.

VENICE.

A STREET.

A young Venetian, one that comes before,

Por. No more, I pray thee; I am half afeard, To signify the approaching of his lord : t.st Thou wilt say anon, he is some kin to thee, From whom he bringeth sensible regreets ;! Thou spend'st such high-day wit in praising To wit, besides commends, and courteous breath, him.Gifts of rich value; yet, I have not seen ilon Come, come, Nerissa ; for I long to see So likely an embassador of love:

Quick Cupid's post, that comes so mannerly. A day in April never came so sweet, dat bet Ner. Bassanio, lord Love, if thy will it be! To show how costly summer was at hand, itd

[ereunt. As this fore-spurrer comes before his lord.

ACT III.

Shy. To bait fish withal: if it will feed nothing Enter Salanio, and Salarino.

else, it will feed my revenge.

He hath disgraced Salan. Now, what news on the Rialto ? me, and hindered me of half a million; laughed at

Salar. Why, yet it lives there uncheck'd, that my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my naAntonio hath a ship of rich lading wreckd on the tion, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, narrow seas; the Goodwins, I think they call the heated mine enemies; and what's the reason ? I place; a very dangerous flat, and fatal, where the am a Jew: hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew carcases of many a tall ship lie buried, as they hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passay, if my gossip report be an honest woman of sions ? fed with the same food, hurt with the her word.

same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed Salan. I would she were as lying a gossip in by the same means, warmed and cooled by the that, as ever knapp'd ginger, or made her neigh- same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If bours believe she wept for the death of a third you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, husband: but it is true,—without any slips of do we not laugh ? if you poison us, do we not die? prolixity, or crossing the plain highway of talk,- and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?-if that the good Antonio, the honest Antonio,- we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you O that I had a title good enough to keep his name in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is company!

his humility ? revenge; if a Christian wrong a Jew, ń Salar. Come, the full stop.

what should his sufferance be, by Christian examSalan. Ha, what say'st thou? why, the end is, ple? why, revenge. The villainy you teach me, I ne hath lost a ship.

[losses ! will execute; and it shall go hard, but I will betSalar. I woulā it might prove the end of his ter the instruction. Salan. Let me say amen betimes, lest the devil

Enter a Servant. cross my prayer; for here he comes in the likeness Serv. Gentlemen, my master Antonio is at his of a Jew.

house, and desires to speak with you both. Enter Shylock.

Salar. We have been up and down to seek him. How now, Shylock? what news among the mer

Enter Tubal. chants ?

Salan. Here comes another of the tribe; a third Shy. You knew, none so well, none so well as cannot be matched, unless the devil himself turn you, of my daughter's flight.

Jew. Salar. That's certain ; I, for my part, knew the

{exeunt Salan. Salar. and Servant. tailor that made the wings she flew withal. Shy. How now, Tubal, what news from Genoa ?

Salan. And Shylock, for his own part, knew last thou found my daughter? the bird was fledg'd; and then it is the complexion Tub. I often came where I did hear of her, but of them all to leave the dam.

cannot find her. Shy. She is damın'd for it.

(judge. Shy. Why there, there, there, there! a diamond Salar. That's certain ; , if the devil may be her gone, cost me two thousand ducats in Frankfort! Shy. My own flesh and blood to rebel ! The curse never fell on our nation till now; I Salan. Out upon it, old carrion! rebels it at never felt it till now :-two thousand ducats in these years?

that; and other precious, precious jewels. I Shy. I say, my daughter is my flesh and blood. would, my daughter were dead at my foot, and

Salar. There is more difference between thy the jewels in her ear! would she were hears'd at flesh and hers, than between jet and ivory; more my foot, and the ducats in her coffin! No news between your bloods, than there is between red of them ?_Why, so :-And I know not what's wine and rhenish :--but tell us, do you hear whe- spent in the search: why, thou loss upon loss! the ther Autonio have had any loss at sea or no? thief gone with so much, and so much to find the

Shy. There I have another bad match: a bank- thief; and no satisfaction, no revenge: nor no ill rupt, a prodigal, who dare scarce show his head luck stirring, but what lights o' my shoulders; no on the Rialto; La beggar, that used to come so sighs, but o' my breathing: no tears, but o' my smug upon the mart; let him look to his bond: shedding. he was wont to call me usurer;—let him look to Tub. Yes, other men have ill luck too; Antonio, his bond: he was wont to lend money for a Chris- as I heard in Genoa, tian courtesy; let him look to his bond.

Shy. What, what, what ? ill luck, ill luck ? Salar. Wly, am I sure, if he forfeit, thou wilt Tub.hath an argosy cast away, coming from not take his flesh; what's that good for?

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Shy. I thank God, I thank God !-Is it true? Bass. Proniise me life, and I'll confess the is it true? 1:4 748103339.4** (escaped the wreck. Por. Well, then, confess, and live.t * (truthi

Tubo I spoke with some of the sailors that Bass. Confess, and love, jeshi sha'la suono · Slu. I thank thee, good Tubal. - Good news, Had been the very sum of my confession: 34*7' grol news: ha! ha!_Where? in Genoa? 07.07 O happy torment, when my torture : 2.1 loisi

Tub. Your daughter spent in Genoa, as I heard, Doth teach me answers for deliverance !1114 YdT one night, fourscore ducats. installe 97

But let me to my fortune and the caskets. bu A Shy. Thou stick'st a dagger in me: I shall Por. Away then: I am lock'd in one of them; never see my gold again! Fourscore ducats at a If you do love me, you will find me out.. sitting ! fourscore ducats !

VO) Nerissa, and the rest, stand all aloof._inde bol Tub. There came divers of Antonio's creditor's Let music sound, wbile he doth make his choice; in my company to Venice, that swear he cannot Then, if he lose, he makes à swan-like end, 7:11 choose but break.

Fading in music: that the comparison os 1:51 Shy. I am very glad of it: I'll plague him; I'n May stand more proper, my eye shall be the stream, torture him: I am glad of it.

.:! And wat'ry death-bed for him: he may win; Tub. One of them showed me a ring, that he And what is music then ? tben music is in had of your daughter for a monkey. Her Even as the flourish when true subjects bowli

Shy. Out upon her! 'Thou torturest me, Tubal: To a new-crowned monarch: such it is, ty du no it was my torquoise: I had it of Leah, when I was As are those dulcet sounds in break of day, even a bachelor: I would not have given it for a wil-That creep into the dreaming bridegroom's ear, derness of monkies.!!!bus

And summon him to marriage. Now he goes, Tub. But Antonio is certainly undone. With no less presence, but with much more love

Shy. Nay, that's true, that's very true; go, Than young Alcides, when he did redeeming A Tubal, fee mé an officer, bespeak him a fortnight The virgin tribute paid by howling Troy ito'y before: I will have the heart of him, if he forfeit; To the sea-monster: I stand for sacrifice, woll for, were he out of Venice, I can make what mer- The rest aloof are the Dardanian wives, il sidssia chandise I will; ' go, go, Tubal, and meet me at With bleared visages, come forth to view i bhd our synagogue: go, good Tubal; at our synagogue, The issue of the exploit. Go, Hercules! Tubal.

[ezeunt. Live thou, I live:—with much more dismay ! SCENE 11. BELMONT. A ROOM IN PORTIA'S HOUSE. I view the fight, than thou that mak'st the fray. Enter Bassanio, Portia, Gratiano, Nerissa, and Music, whilst Bassanio comments on the caskets. Attendants : the caskets are set out.

1. Tell me, where is fancy bred, Por. I pray you, tarry; pause a day or two,'.

Or in the heart, or in the head ?

How begot, how Before you hazard; for, in choosing wrong, Reply.

in the eyes, I lose your company; therefore, forbear awhile:

With gazing fed; and fancy dics There's something tells me (but it is not love,)

In the cradle where it lies.

Let us all ring fancy's knell: bu I would not lose you; and you know yourself,

I'll begin it, -Ding, dong, ball. Hate counsels not in such a quality:

AN. Ding, dong, bell. But, lest you should not understand me well, i v!

Bass. So may the outward shows be least them (And yet a maiden hath no tongue but thought,) | The world is still deceiv'd with ornament. [selves : I would detain you here some month or two, In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, Before you venture for me. I could teach you" But, being season'd with a gracious voice, a bio) How to choose right, but then I am forsworn; Obscures the show of evil? In religion, So will I never be: so may you miss me;

What damned error, but some sober brow

Andrea But if you do, you'll make me wish a sin, Will bless it, and approve it with a text,..sta That I had been forsworn. Besbrew your eyes, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament? lub They have o'erlook'd me, and divided me; There is no vice so simple, but assumes One half of me is yours, the other half yours,- Some mark of virtue on his outward parts

...? Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours, How many cowards, whose hearts are all as false And so all yours: 0! these naughty times As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins úľ Put bars between the owners and their rights; The beards of Hercules, and frowning Mars; And so, though yours, not yours.- Prove it so, Who, in tard search'd, have livers white as inilk? Let fortune go to hell for it,—not I.

And these assume but valour's excrement, 97012 I speak too long; but it is to peize the time; To render them redoubted. Look on beauty, To cke it, and to draw it out in length,

And you sball see 'tis purchas'd by the weight; To stay from the election.

Which therein works a miracle in nature, Bass. Let me choose; 21413 boites "l's Vites TV

Making them lightest that wear most of its ux xi For, as I I live upon a rack.

So are those crispod snaky golden locks, Por. Upon the rack, Bassanio? then confess Which make such wanton gambols with the wind, What treason there is mingled with your love. Upon supposed fairness, often known Bass. None, but the ugly treason of mistrust, To be the dowry of a second head,

XS Which makes me fear the enjoying of my lovo. The scull that bred them, in the sepulchre. quái There may as well be amity and life

Thus ornament is but the guiled shore starea') Tween snow and fire, as treason and my love. To a most dangerous sea; the beauteous scarf A

Por. Ay, but I fear you speak upon the rack, Veiling an Indian beauty; in a word, Where men enforced do speak any thing. The seeming truth which cunning times put op

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To entrap the wisest. Therefore, thou gaudy gold, Is now converted : but now I was the lord
Hard food for Midas, I will none of thee:

of this fair mansion, master of my servants, Nor none of thee, thou pale and common drudge Queen o'er myself; and even now, but now, 'Tween man and man: but thou, thou meagre lead, This house, these servants, and this same myself, Which rather threat'nest, than dost promise aught, Are yours, my lord; give them with this ring; Thy plaindess moves me more than eloquence, Which, when you part from, lose, or give away, And here choose I; joy be the consequence ! Let it presage the ruin of your love,

Por. How all the other passions fleet to air, And be my 'vantage to exclaim on you.
As doubtful thoughts, and rash-embrac'd despair, Bass. Madam, you have bereft me of all words,
And shudd'ring fear and green-ey'd jealousy. Only my blood speaks to you in my veins;
0, love, be moderate, allay thy ecstasy,

And there is such confusion in my powers;
Io measure rain thy joy, scant this excess; As, after some oration fairly spoke
I feel too much thy bleasing, make it less, By a beloved prioce, there doth appear
For fcar I surfeit?

Among the buzzing pleased multitude ;
Bass. What find I here, (opening the leaden casket. Where every something, being blent together,
Pair Portia's counterfeit? What demi-god Turns to a wild of nothing, save of joy,
Hath come so near creation? Move these eyes? Express'd, and not express'd: but, when this ring
Or whether, riding on the balls of mine,

Parts from this finger, then parts life from hence; Seem they in motion ? Here are sever'd lips, O, then be bold to say, Bassanio's dead. Parted with sugar breath ; 80 sweet a bar

Ner. My lord and lady, it is now our time, Should sunder such sweet friends. Here in her hairs That have stood by, and seen our wishes prosper, The painter plays the spider ; and hath woven To cry, good joy :-good joy, my lord and lady! A golden mesh to entrap the hearts of men, Gra. My lord Bassanio, and my gentle lady, Paster than gnats in cobwebs.

But her eyes

I wish you all the joy that you can wish;
How could he 800 to do them? having made one, For I am sure you can wish none from me:
Methinks, it should have power to steal both his, And, when your honours mean to solemnize
And leave itself unfurnish'd : yet look, how far The bargain of your faith, I do beseech you
The substance of my praise doth wrong this shadow Even at that time I may be married too.
In underprizing it, so far this shadow

Bass. With all my heart, so thou canst get a wife. Doth limp behind the substance.--Here's the scroll, Gra. I thank your lordship; you have got meone The continent and summary of my fortune. My eyes, my lord, can look as swift as yours : You that choose not by the view,

You saw the mistress, I beheld the maid;
Chance as fair, and choose as true!

You lov'd, I lov'd; for intermission
Since this fortune falls to you,
Be content and seek no new.

No more pertains to me, my lord, than you.
If you be well pleased with this,

Your fortune stood upon the caskets there;
And hold your fortune for your bliss,
Turn you where your lady is

And so did mine too, as the matter falls :
And claim her with a loving kiss.

For wooing here, until I sweat again;
Agentle scroll; fair lady, by your leave; [kissing her. And swearing, till my very roof was dry
I come by note, to give, and to receive.

With oaths of love; at last,-if promise last, Like one of two contending in a prize,

I got a promise of this fair one here, That thinks he hath done well in people's eyes, To have her love, provided that your fortune Hearing applause, and universal shout,

Achiev'd her mistress. Giddy in spirit, still gazing, in a doubt

Por. Is this true, Nerissa ? Whether those peals of praise be bis or no; Ner. Madam, it is, so you stand pleas'd withal. So, thrice fair lady, stand I, even so,

Bass. And do you, Gratiano, mean good faith? As doubtful whether what I see be true,

Gra. Yes, 'faith, my lord. (marriage. Until confirm'd, sign'd, ratified by you.

Bass. Our feast shall be much honour'd in your Por. You see me, lord Bassanio, where I stand, Gra. We'll play with them, the first boy for a Such as I am : though, for myself alone,

thousand ducats. I would not be ambitious in my wish,

Ner. What, and stake down ?- (stake down. To wish myself much better ; yet, for you,

Gra. No; we shall ne'er win at that sport, and I would be trebled twenty times myself';

But, who comes here? Lorenzo, and his infidel? A thousand times more fuir, ten thousand times What, my old Venetian friend, Salerio ? More rich :

Enter Lorenzo, Jessica, and Salerio. That, only 20 stand high on your account,

Bass. Lorenzo, and Salerio, welcome hither; I might in virtues, beautius, livings, friends, If, that the youth of my new interest here Exceed account: but the full sum of me

Have power to bid you welcome. --By your leaves Is sum of something ; which, to term in gross, I bid my very friends and countrymen, Is an unlessun'd girl, unschool'd, unpractis'd : Sweet Portia, welcome. Huppy in this, she is not yet so old

Por. So do I, my lord ; But she may learn: and happier than this, They are entirely welcome.

[lorit, She is not bred so dull but she can learn ;

Lor. I thank your honour.–For my part, my Happiest of all, is, that ber gentle spirit

My purpose was not to have seen you here; Commits itself to yours to be directed,

But meeting with Salerio by the way, As from her lord, her governor, her king. He did entrcat me, past all saying nay, Myself, and what is mine, to you and yours

To come with him aluny.

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