The Merchant of Venice (Quarto 1, 1600)
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the Merchant of Venice.
¶that is but a kinde of bastard hope neither.
¶Iessica. And what hope is that I pray thee?
1755Clowne. Marry you may partly hope that your Father got you
¶not, that you are not the Iewes daughter.
¶Clowne. Truly then I feare you are damnd both by father and
1760mother: thus when I shun Scilla your father, I fall into Caribdis
¶your mother; well, you are gone both wayes.
¶stian?
1765before, in as many as could well liue one by another: this making
¶
Enter Lorenzo.
¶get my wife into corners?
¶Iessica. Nay, you neede not feare vs Lorenzo, Launcelet and I are
¶out, he tells me flatly there's no mercy for mee in heauen, because
¶I am a Iewes daughter: and he sayes you are no good member of
1775the common-wealth, for in conuerting Iewes to Christians, you
¶raise the price of porke.
¶you can the getting vp of the Negroes belly: the Moore is vvith
¶child by you Launcelet?
¶then I tooke her for.
¶Loren. How euery foole can play vpon the word, I thinke the
1785commendable in none onely but Parrats: goe in sirra, bid them
¶prepare for dinner?
¶prepare dinner?
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Clowne.
