The Merchant of Venice (Quarto 1, 1600)
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The comicall Historie of
¶A coyne that beares the figure of an Angell
¶But heere an Angell in a golden bed
¶lies all vvithin. Deliuer me the key:
¶heere doe I choose, and thriue I as I may.
¶Por. There take it Prince, and if my forme lie there
990then I am yours?
¶Mor. O hell! what haue wee heare, a carrion death,
¶Ile reade the writing.
¶
All that glisters is not gold,
995Often haue you heard that told,¶Many a man his life hath sold¶But my outside to behold,¶Guilded timber doe wormes infold:¶Had you beene as wise as bold,1000Young in limbs, in iudgement old,¶Fareyouwell, your sute is cold.
¶Then farewell heate, and welcome frost:
1005Portia adiew, I haue too greeu'd a hart
¶To take a tedious leaue: thus loosers part.
Exit.
¶Por. A gentle riddance, draw the curtaines, go,
Exeunt.
¶
Enter Salarino and Solanio.
¶vvith him is Gratiano gone along;
¶But there the Duke was giuen to vnderstand
¶that in a Gondylo were seene together
¶Besides, Anthonio certified the Duke
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