The comicall History of the Mer-
chant of Venice.
12Enter Anthonio, Salaryno, and Salanio.
23An. IN
sooth I know not why I am
so
sad,
34It wearies me, you
say it wearies you;
45But how I caught it, found it, or came by it,
56What
stu
ffe tis made of, whereof it is borne,
67I am to learne: and
such a want-wit
sadnes
89That I haue much adoe to know my
selfe.
910Salarino. Your minde is to
ssing on the Ocean,
1011There where your Argo
sies with portlie
sayle
1112Like Signiors and rich Burgars on the
flood,
1213Or as it were the Pageants of the
sea,
1314Doe ouer-peere the petty tra
ffiquers
1415That cur
sie to them do them reuerence
1516As they
flie by them with theyr wouen wings.
1617Salanio. Beleeue mee
sir, had I
such venture forth,
1718The better part of my a
ffe
ctions would
1819Be with my hopes abroade. I
should be
still
1920Plucking the gra
sse to know where
sits the wind,
2021Piring in Maps for ports, and peers and rodes:
2122And euery obie
ct that might make me feare
2223Mis-fortune to my ventures, out of doubt
2425Salar. My wind cooling my broth,
2526would blow me to an ague when I thought
2627what harme a winde too great might doe at
sea.
2728I
should not
see the
sandie howre-gla
sse runne
2829But I
should thinke of
shallowes and of
flatts,
2930And
see my wealthy
Andrew docks in
sand
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