The Merchant of Venice (Quarto 1, 1600)
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Enter Bassanio with Shylocke the Iew.
¶Shy. For three months, well.
¶Bass. For the which as I told you,
¶_and Anthonio bound.
¶Shy. Anthonio is a good man.
¶Bass. Haue you heard any imputation to the contrary.
¶to Tripolis, another to the Indies, I vnderstand moreouer vp-
¶on the Ryalta, hee hath a third at Mexico, a fourth for England,
¶boordes, Saylers but men, there be land rats, and water rats, water
330theeues, and land theeues, I meane Pyrats, and then there is the
¶perrill of waters, windes, and rockes: the man is notwithstanding
335bethinke mee, may I speake with Anthonio?
¶Prophet the Nazarit coniured the deuill into: I wil buy with you,
340but I will not eate with you, drinke with you, nor pray with you.
¶What newes on the Ryalto, who is he comes heere?
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Enter Anthonio.
¶Jew. How like a fawning publican he lookes.
345I hate him for he is a Christian:
¶But more, for that in low simplicitie
¶He lends out money gratis, and brings downe
¶The rate of vsance heere with vs in Venice.
¶Yf I can catch him once vpon the hip,
350I will feede fat the auncient grudge I beare him.
¶He hates our sacred Nation, and he rayles
¶Euen there where Merchants most doe congregate
¶On me, my bargaines, and my well-wone thrift,
355if I forgiue him.
¶Bass. Shyloch, doe you heare.
360Of full three thousand ducats: what of that,
¶Tuball a wealthy Hebrew of my Tribe
365An. Shylocke, albeit I neither lend nor borrow
¶Yet to supply the ripe wants of my friend,
¶How much ye would?
¶Ant. And for three months.
¶Well then, your bond: and let me see, but heare you,
¶Me thoughts you said, you neither lend nor borrow
375Vpon aduantage.
¶Shy. When Iacob grazd his Vncle Labans Sheepe,
¶This Iacob from our holy Abram was
¶(As his wise mother wrought in his behalfe)
¶Directly intrest, marke what Iacob did,
¶VVhen Laban and himselfe were compremyzd
385That all the eanelings which were streakt and pied
¶Should fall as Iacobs hier, the Ewes being ranck
¶In end of Autume turned to the Rammes,
¶And when the worke of generation was
¶Betweene these wolly breeders in the act,
¶And in the dooing of the deede of kind
¶Who then conceauing, did in eaning time
¶Fall party-colourd lambs, and those were Iacobs.
395This was a way to thriue, and he was blest:
¶Or is your gold and siluer ewes and rammes?
405The deuill can cite Scripture for his purpose,
¶An euill soule producing holy witnes
¶Is like a villaine with a smiling cheeke,
¶A goodly apple rotten at the hart.
¶Three months from twelue, then let me see the rate.
¶Shyl. Signior Anthonio, manie a time and oft
¶In the Ryalto you haue rated me
415About my moneyes and my vsances:
¶Still haue I borne it with a patient shrug,
¶(For suffrance is the badge of all our Trybe)
¶You call me misbeleeuer, cut-throate dog,
420And all for vse of that which is mine owne.
¶Well then, it now appeares you neede my helpe:
¶Goe to then, you come to me, and you say,
¶You that did voyde your rume vpon my beard,
¶A curre can lend three thousand ducats? or
430Shall I bend low, and in a bond-mans key
¶With bated breath, and whispring humblenes
435Ile lend you thus much moneyes.
¶Yf thou wilt lend this money, lend it not
¶As to thy friends, for when did friendship take
440A breede for barraine mettaile of his friend?
¶But lend it rather to thine enemie,
¶Who if he breake, thou maist with better face
¶Exact the penaltie.
445I would be friends with you, and haue your loue,
¶Supply your present wants, and take no doyte
¶Of vsance for my moneyes, and youle not heare mee,
¶_this is kinde I offer.
¶Goe with me to a Notarie, seale me there
¶if you repay me not on such a day
¶exprest in the condition, let the forfaite
¶be nominated for an equall pound
¶of your faire flesh, to be cut off and taken
¶in what part of your bodie pleaseth me.
¶and say there is much kindnes in the Iew.
¶An. Why feare not man, I will not forfaite it,
¶this bond expires, I doe expect returne
¶of thrice three times the valew of this bond.
470the thoughts of others: Pray you tell me this,
¶by the exaction of the forfeyture?
¶A pound of mans flesh taken from a man,
¶To buy his fauour, I extend this friendship,
¶Yf he wil take it, so, if not adiew,
¶And for my loue I pray you wrong me not.
480Shy. Then meete me forthwith at the Noteries,
¶Giue him direction for this merry bond
¶See to my house left in the fearefull gard
¶Of an vnthriftie knaue: and presently
485Ile be with you.
Exit.
¶An. Hie thee gentle Iewe. The Hebrew will turne
¶Christian, he growes kinde.
¶Bassa. I like not faire termes, and a villaines minde.
490My ships come home a month before the day.
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Exeunt.
