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thou found my daughter？ TUBAL。 I often came where I did hear of her；
but cannot find her。 SHYLOCK。 Why there； there； there； there！ A diamond
gone； cost me two thousand ducats in Frankfort！ The curse never fell upon
our nation till now； I never felt it till now。 Two thousand ducats in that；
and other precious； precious jewels。 I would my daughter were dead at my
foot； and the jewels in her ear； would she were hears'd at my foot； and the
ducats in her coffin！ No news of them？ Why； so… and I know not what's
spent in the search。 Why； thou… loss upon loss！ The thief gone with so
much； and so much to find the thief； and no satisfaction； no revenge； nor
no ill luck stirring but what lights o' my shoulders； no sighs but o' my
breathing； no tears but o' my shedding！ TUBAL。 Yes； other men have ill
luck too： Antonio； as I heard in Genoa… SHYLOCK。 What； what； what？ Ill
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luck； ill luck？ TUBAL。 Hath an argosy cast away coming from Tripolis。
SHYLOCK。 I thank God； I thank God。 Is it true； is it true？ TUBAL。 I
spoke with some of the sailors that escaped the wreck。 SHYLOCK。 I thank
thee； good Tubal。 Good news； good news… ha； ha！… heard in Genoa。
TUBAL。 Your daughter spent in Genoa； as I heard； one night； fourscore
ducats。 SHYLOCK。 Thou stick'st a dagger in me… I shall never see my
gold again。 Fourscore ducats at a sitting！ Fourscore ducats！ TUBAL。
There came divers of Antonio's creditors in my company to Venice that
swear he cannot choose but break。 SHYLOCK。 I am very glad of it； I'll
plague him； I'll torture him； I am glad of it。 TUBAL。 One of them showed
me a ring that he had of your daughter for a monkey。 SHYLOCK。 Out
upon her！ Thou torturest me； Tubal。 It was my turquoise； I had it of Leah
when I was a bachelor； I would not have given it for a wilderness of
monkeys。 TUBAL。 But Antonio is certainly undone。 SHYLOCK。 Nay；
that's true； that's very true。 Go； Tubal； fee me an officer； bespeak him a
fortnight before。 I will have the heart of him； if he forfeit； for； were he out
of Venice； I can make what merchandise I will。 Go； Tubal； and meet me at
our synagogue； go； good Tubal； at our synagogue； Tubal。 Exeunt
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SCENE II。 Belmont。 PORTIA'S house
Enter BASSANIO； PORTIA； GRATIANO； NERISSA； and all their
trains
PORTIA。 I pray you tarry； pause a day or two Before you hazard； for；
in choosing wrong； I lose your company； therefore forbear a while。 There's
something tells me… but it is not love… I would not lose you； and you know
yourself Hate counsels not in such a quality。 But lest you should not
understand me well… And yet a maiden hath no tongue but thought… I
would detain you here some month or two Before you venture for me。 I
could teach you How to choose right； but then I am forsworn； So will I
never be； so may you miss me； But if you do； you'll make me wish a sin；
That I had been forsworn。 Beshrew your eyes！ They have o'erlook'd me
and divided me； One half of me is yours； the other half yours… Mine own； I
would say； but if mine； then yours； And so all yours。 O！ these naughty
times Puts bars between the owners and their rights； And so； though yours；
not yours。 Prove it so； Let fortune go to hell for it； not I。 I speak too long；
but 'tis to peize the time； To eke it； and to draw it out in length； To stay you
from election。 BASSANIO。 Let me choose； For as I am； I live upon the
rack。 PORTIA。 Upon the rack； Bassanio？ Then confess What treason there
is mingled with your love。 BASSANIO。 None but that ugly treason of
mistrust Which makes me fear th' enjoying of my love； There may as well
be amity and life 'Tween snow and fire as treason and my love。 PORTIA。
Ay； but I fear you speak upon the rack； Where men enforced do speak
anything。 BASSANIO。 Promise me life； and I'll confess the truth。
PORTIA。 Well then； confess and live。 BASSANIO。 'Confess' and 'love'
Had been the very sum of my confession。 O happy torment； when my
torturer Doth teach me answers for deliverance！ But let me to my fortune
and the caskets。 PORTIA。 Away； then； I am lock'd in one of them。 If you
do love me； you will find me out。 Nerissa and the rest； stand all aloof； Let
music sound while he doth make his choice； Then； if he lose； he makes a
swan…like end； Fading in music。 That the comparison May stand more
proper； my eye shall be the stream And wat'ry death…bed for him。 He may
win； And what is music then？ Then music is Even as the flourish when
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true subjects bow To a new…crowned monarch； such it is As are those
dulcet sounds in break of day That creep into the dreaming bridegroom's
ear And summon him to marriage。 Now he goes； With no less presence；
but with much more love； Than young Alcides when he did redeem The
virgin tribute paid by howling Troy To the sea…monster。 I stand for
sacrifice； The rest aloof are the Dardanian wives； With bleared visages
come forth to view The issue of th' exploit。 Go； Hercules！ Live thou； I live。
With much much more dismay I view the fight than thou that mak'st the
fray。
A SONG
the whilst BASSANIO comments on the caskets to himself
Tell me where is fancy bred； Or in the heart or in the head； How
begot； how nourished？ Reply； reply。 It is engend'red in the eyes； With
gazing fed； and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies。 Let us all ring
fancy's knell： I'll begin it… Ding； dong； bell。 ALL。 Ding； dong； bell。
BASSANIO。 So may the outward shows be least themselves； The
world is still deceiv'd with ornament。 In law； what plea so tainted and
corrupt But； being season'd with a gracious voice； Obscures the show of
evil？ In religion； What damned error but some sober brow Will bless it；
and approve it with a text； Hiding the grossness with fair ornament？ There
is no vice so simple but assumes Some mark of virtue on his outward parts。
How many cowards； whose hearts are all as false As stairs of sand； wear
yet upon their chins The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars； Who；
inward search'd； have livers white as milk！ And these assume but valour's
excrement To render them redoubted。 Look on beauty And you shall see
'tis purchas'd by the weight； Which therein works a miracle in nature；
Making them lightest that wear most of it； So are those crisped snaky
golden locks Which make such wanton gambols with the wind Upon
supposed fairness often known To be the dowry of a second head… The
skull that bred them in the sepulchre。 Thus ornament is but the guiled
shore To a most dangerous sea； the beauteous scarf Veiling an Indian
beauty； in a word； The seeming truth which cunning times put on To
entrap the wisest。 Therefore； thou gaudy gold； Hard food for Midas； I will
none of thee； Nor none of thee； thou pale and common drudge 'Tween man
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and man； but thou； thou meagre lead； Which rather threaten'st than dost
promise aught； Thy plainness moves me more than eloquence； And here
choose I。 Joy be the consequence！ PORTIA。 ＇Aside＇ How all the other
passions fleet to air； As doubtful thoughts； and rash…embrac'd despair； And
shudd'ring fear； and green…ey'd jealousy！ O love； be moderate； allay thy
ecstasy； In measure rain thy joy； scant this excess！ I feel too much thy
blessing。 Make it less； For fear I surfeit。 BASSANIO。 ＇Opening the leaden
casket＇ What find I here？ Fair Portia's counterfeit！ What demi…god Hath
come so near creation？ Move these eyes？ Or whether riding on the balls of
mine Seem they in motion？ Here are sever'd lips； P