the Merchant of Venice.
16791673How little is the co
st I haue be
stowed
16801674in purcha
sing the
semblance of my
soule;
16811675From out the
state of helli
sh cruelty,
16821676This comes too neere the prai
sing of my
selfe,
16831677Therefore no more of it: heere other things
16841678Lorenso I commit into your hands,
16851679The hu
sbandry and mannage of my hou
se,
16861680Vntill my Lords returne: for mine owne part
16871681I haue toward heauen breath'd a
secret vowe,
16881682To liue in prayer and contemplation,
16891683Onely attended by
Nerrissa heere,
16901684Vntill her hu
sband and my Lords returne,
16911685There is a Mona
stry two miles o
ff,
16921686And there we will abide. I doe de
sire you
16941688the which my loue and
some nece
ssity
16961690Lorens. Madame, with all my hart,
16971691I
shall obey you in all faire commaunds.
16981692Por. My people doe already know my mind,
16991693And will acknowledge you and
Iessica 17001694in place of Lord
Bassanio and my
selfe.
17011695So far you well till we
shall meete againe.
17021696Lor. Faire thoughts and happy houres attend on you.
17031697Iessi. I wi
sh your Ladi
ship all harts content.
17041698Por. I thank you for your wi
sh, and am well plea
sd
17051699to wi
sh it back on you: far you well
Iessica.
Exeunt. 17061700Now
Balthaser, as I haue euer found thee hone
st true,
17071701So let me
find thee
still: take this
same letter,
17081702and v
se thou all th'indeuour of a man,
17091703In
speede to Mantua,
see thou render this
17101704into my co
sin hands Do
ctor
Belario,
17111705And looke what notes and garments he doth giue thee,
17121706bring them
I pray thee with imagin'd
speede
17131707vnto the Trane
ct, to the common Ferrie
17141708which trades to Venice;
wa
st no time in words
17151709but get thee gone, I
shall be there before thee.
G. Baltha.