The Merchant of Venice (Quarto 1, 1600)

Author: William Shakespeare

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The comciall Historie of
¶Clowne. I will goe before sir.
¶Mistres looke out at window for all this,
¶_there will come a Christian by
840vvill be worth a Iewes eye.
¶Shyl. What sayes that foole of Hagars ofspring? ha.
¶Iessica. His words were farewell mistris, nothing els.
¶Shy. The patch is kinde enough, but a huge feeder,
¶Snaile slow in profit, and he sleepes by day
845more then the vvild-cat: drones hiue not with me,
¶therefore I part with him, and part with him
¶to one that I would haue him helpe to wast
¶his borrowed purse. Well Iessica goe in,
¶perhaps I will returne immediatlie,
850do as I bid you, shut dores after you, fast bind, fast find.
¶a prouerbe neuer stale in thriftie minde.
 Exit. 
¶Ies. Farewell, and if my fortune be not crost,
¶I haue a Father, you a daughter lost.
 Exit.

¶ Enter the maskers Gratiano and Salerino.
855Grat. This is the penthouse vnder which Lorenzo
¶desired vs to make stand.
¶Sal. His howre is almost past.
¶Gra. And it is meruaile he out-dwells his howre,
¶for louers euer runne before the clocke.
860Sal. O tenne times faster Venus pidgions flie
¶to seale loues bonds new made, then they are wont
¶to keepe obliged faith vnforfaited.
¶Gra. That euer holds: who riseth from a feast
¶vvith that keene appetite that he sits downe?
865vvhere is the horse that doth vntread againe
¶his tedious measures with the vnbated fire
¶that he did pace them first: all things that are
¶are with more spirit chased then enioyd.
¶How like a younger or a prodigall
870the skarfed barke puts from her natiue bay
¶hugd and embraced by the strumpet wind,
¶how like the prodigall doth she returne
vvith

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