the Merchant of Venice.
512508And hedgd me by his wit to yeeld my
selfe
513509His wife, who winnes me by that meanes I told you,
514510Your
selfe (renowned Prince) than
stoode as faire
515511As any commer I haue look'd on yet
517513Mor. Euen for that I thanke you,
518514Therefore I pray you leade me to the Ca
skets
519515To try my fortune: By this Symitare
520516That
slewe the Sophy, and a Per
sian Prince
521517That wone three
fields of Sultan Solyman,
522518I would ore-
stare the
sterne
st eyes that looke:
523519Out-braue the hart mo
st daring on the earth:
524520Pluck the young
sucking Cubs from the
she Beare,
525521Yea, mock the Lyon when a rores for pray
526522To win the Lady. But alas, the while
527523If
Hercules and
Lychas play at dice
528524Which is the better man, the greater throw
529525May turne by fortune from the weaker hand:
530526So is
Alcides beaten by his rage,
531527And
so may I, blind Fortune leading me
532528Mi
sse that which one vnworthier may attaine,
534530Portia. You mu
st take your chaunce,
535531And eyther not attempt to choo
se at all,
536532Or
sweare before you choo
se, if you choo
se wrong
537533Neuer to
speake to Lady afterward
538534In way of marriage, therefore be aduis'd.
539535Mor. Nor will not, come bring me vnto my chaunce.
540536Portia. Fir
st forward to the temple, after dinner
541537Your hazard
shall be made.
543539To make me ble
st or cur
sed'
st among men.
546542Clowne. Certainely, my con
science will
serue me to runne from
547543this Iewe my Mai
ster: the
fiend is at mine elbow, and tempts me,
548544saying to me,
Iobbe, Launcelet Jobbe, good
Launcelet, or good
Iobbe,
C. or