The Merchant of Venice (Quarto 1, 1600)
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the Merchant of Venice.
¶and I must freely haue the halfe of any thing
¶that this same paper brings you.
¶that euer blotted paper. Gentle Lady
¶when I did first impart my loue to you,
¶I freely told you all the wealth I had
1545ranne in my vaines, I was a gentleman,
¶and then I told you true: and yet deere Lady
¶how much I was a Braggart, when I told you
1550that I was worse then nothing; for indeede
¶I haue ingag'd my selfe to a deere friend,
¶ingag'd my friend to his meere enemie
¶to feede my meanes. Heere is a letter Lady,
¶the paper as the body of my friend,
1555and euery word in it a gaping wound
¶hath all his ventures faild, what not one hit,
¶from Tripolis, from Mexico and England,
¶from Lisbon, Barbary, and India,
¶of Merchant-marring rocks?
¶Sal. Not one my Lord.
1565hee would not take it: neuer did I know
¶a creature that did beare the shape of man
¶so keene and greedie to confound a man.
¶He plyes the Duke at morning and at night,
¶and doth impeach the freedome of the state
1570if they deny him iustice. Twentie Merchants,
¶the Duke himselfe, and the Magnificoes
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