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Dramatis Personae
Act 1
Scene 1
Scene 2
Scene 3
Act 2
Scene 1
Scene 2
Scene 3
Scene 4
Scene 5
Scene 6
Scene 7
Scene 8
Scene 9
Act 3
Scene 1
Scene 2
Scene 3
Scene 4
Scene 5
Act 4
Scene 1
Scene 2
Act 5
Scene 1
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Dramatis Personae
The DUKE OF VENICE.
The PRINCE OF MOROCCO, The PRINCE OF ARRAGON } suitors to Portia.
ANTONIO a merchant of Venice.
BASSANIO his friend, suitor likewise to Portia.
SALANIO, SALARINO, GRATIANO, SALERIO } friends to Antonio and Bassanio.
LORENZO in love with Jessica.
SHYLOCK a rich Jew.
TUBAL a Jew, his friend.
LAUNCELOT GOBBO the clown, servant to SHYLOCK.
OLD GOBBO father to Launcelot.
LEONARDO servant to BASSANIO.
BALTHASAR, STEPHANO } servants to PORTIA.
PORTIA a rich heiress.
NERISSA her waiting-maid.
JESSICA daughter to SHYLOCK.
Magnificoes of Venice, Officers of the Court of Justice,
Gaoler, Servants to Portia, and other Attendants.
Scene: Partly at Venice, and partly at Belmont, the seat of PORTIA, on the Continent.
Act 1
Scene 1
Venice. A street.
Fie, fie!
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SALARINO
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Scene 2
Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house.
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God made him, and therefore let him pass for a man.
In truth, I know it is a sin to be a mocker: but,
he! why, he hath a horse better than the
Neapolitan's, a better bad habit of frowning than
the Count Palatine; he is every man in no man; if a
throstle sing, he falls straight a capering: he will
fence with his own shadow: if I should marry him, I
should marry twenty husbands. If he would despise me
I would forgive him, for if he love me to madness, I
shall never requite him.
NERISSA
How like you the young German, the Duke of Saxony's nephew?
PORTIA
Enter a Serving-man
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Scene 3
Venice. A public place.
SHYLOCK
Enter ANTONIO
BASSANIO
[Aside]
To ANTONIO
ANTONIO
Exit Shylock
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Act 2
Scene 1
Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house.
Flourish of cornets. Enter the PRINCE OF MOROCCO and his train; PORTIA, NERISSA, and others
attending
MOROCCO
Scene 2
Venice. A street.
Enter LAUNCELOT
LAUNCELOT
[Aside]
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Aside
Lord, how art thou changed! How dost thou and thy
master agree? I have brought him a present. How
'gree you now?
LAUNCELOT
Exit a Servant
LAUNCELOT
To him, father.
GOBBO
Not a poor boy, sir, but the rich Jew's man; that
would, sir, as my father shall specify--
GOBBO
Indeed, the short and the long is, I serve the Jew,
and have a desire, as my father shall specify--
GOBBO
Enter GRATIANO
GRATIANO
Exit
GRATIANO
Signior Bassanio!
BASSANIO
Gratiano!
GRATIANO
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Scene 3
The same. A room in SHYLOCK'S house.
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Exit Launcelot
Exit
Scene 4
The same. A street.
SALANIO
Love-news, in faith.
LAUNCELOT
Exit Launcelot
And so will I.
LORENZO
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Scene 5
The same. Before SHYLOCK'S house.
Why, Jessica!
SHYLOCK
Enter Jessica
JESSICA
So do I his.
LAUNCELOT
Exit
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SHYLOCK
Exit
JESSICA
Exit
Scene 6
The same.
Enter LORENZO
LORENZO
Exit above
GRATIANO
Enter ANTONIO
ANTONIO
Who's there?
GRATIANO
Signior Antonio!
ANTONIO
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Scene 7
Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house.
Flourish of cornets. Enter PORTIA, with the PRINCE OF MOROCCO, and their trains
PORTIA
Reads
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Scene 8
Venice. A street.
Do we so.
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Scene 9
Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house.
Flourish of cornets. Enter the PRINCE OF ARRAGON, PORTIA, and their trains
PORTIA
What is here?
Reads
Enter a Servant
Servant
Where is my lady?
PORTIA
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Act 3
Scene 1
Venice. A street.
Enter SHYLOCK
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And Shylock, for his own part, knew the bird was
fledged; and then it is the complexion of them all
to leave the dam.
SHYLOCK
Enter a Servant
Servant
Enter TUBAL
SALANIO
I often came where I did hear of her, but cannot find her.
SHYLOCK
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Scene 2
Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house.
Let me choose
For as I am, I live upon the rack.
PORTIA
SONG.
Tell me where is fancy bred,
Or in the heart, or in the head?
How begot, how nourished?
Reply, reply.
It is engender'd in the eyes,
With gazing fed; and fancy dies
In the cradle where it lies.
Let us all ring fancy's knell
I'll begin it,--Ding, dong, bell.
ALL
[Aside]
Reads
We'll play with them the first boy for a thousand ducats.
NERISSA
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So do I, my lord:
They are entirely welcome.
LORENZO
I did, my lord;
And I have reason for it. Signior Antonio
Commends him to you.
O sweet Portia,
Here are a few of the unpleasant'st words
That ever blotted paper! Gentle lady,
When I did first impart my love to you,
I freely told you, all the wealth I had
Ran in my veins, I was a gentleman;
And then I told you true: and yet, dear lady,
Rating myself at nothing, you shall see
How much I was a braggart. When I told you
My state was nothing, I should then have told you
That I was worse than nothing; for, indeed,
I have engaged myself to a dear friend,
Engaged my friend to his mere enemy,
To feed my means. Here is a letter, lady;
The paper as the body of my friend,
And every word in it a gaping wound,
Issuing life-blood. But is it true, Salerio?
Have all his ventures fail'd? What, not one hit?
From Tripolis, from Mexico and England,
From Lisbon, Barbary and India?
And not one vessel 'scape the dreadful touch
Of merchant-marring rocks?
SALERIO
JESSICA
What, no more?
Pay him six thousand, and deface the bond;
Double six thousand, and then treble that,
Before a friend of this description
Shall lose a hair through Bassanio's fault.
First go with me to church and call me wife,
And then away to Venice to your friend;
For never shall you lie by Portia's side
With an unquiet soul. You shall have gold
To pay the petty debt twenty times over:
When it is paid, bring your true friend along.
My maid Nerissa and myself meantime
Will live as maids and widows. Come, away!
For you shall hence upon your wedding-day:
Bid your friends welcome, show a merry cheer:
Since you are dear bought, I will love you dear.
But let me hear the letter of your friend.
BASSANIO
[Reads]
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Scene 3
Venice. A street.
Exit
SALARINO
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Scene 4
Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house.
PORTIA
Now, Balthasar,
As I have ever found thee honest-true,
So let me find thee still. Take this same letter,
And use thou all the endeavour of a man
In speed to Padua: see thou render this
Into my cousin's hand, Doctor Bellario;
And, look, what notes and garments he doth give thee,
Bring them, I pray thee, with imagined speed
Unto the tranect, to the common ferry
Which trades to Venice. Waste no time in words,
But get thee gone: I shall be there before thee.
BALTHASAR
Exit
PORTIA
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Scene 5
The same. A garden.
Marry, you may partly hope that your father got you
not, that you are not the Jew's daughter.
JESSICA
Enter LORENZO
JESSICA
How every fool can play upon the word! I think the
best grace of wit will shortly turn into silence,
and discourse grow commendable in none only but
parrots. Go in, sirrah; bid them prepare for dinner.
LAUNCELOT
Exit
LORENZO
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Act 4
Scene 1
Venice. A court of justice.
Enter the DUKE, the Magnificoes, ANTONIO, BASSANIO, GRATIANO, SALERIO, and others
DUKE
I have heard
Your grace hath ta'en great pains to qualify
His rigorous course; but since he stands obdurate
And that no lawful means can carry me
Out of his envy's reach, I do oppose
My patience to his fury, and am arm'd
To suffer, with a quietness of spirit,
The very tyranny and rage of his.
DUKE
Enter SHYLOCK
DUKE
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Presenting a letter
BASSANIO
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I did, my lord.
DUKE
Shylock is my name.
PORTIA
Ay, so he says.
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PORTIA
I do.
PORTIA
Aside
And you must cut this flesh from off his breast:
The law allows it, and the court awards it.
SHYLOCK
Soft!
The Jew shall have all justice; soft! no haste:
He shall have nothing but the penalty.
GRATIANO
Tarry, Jew:
The law hath yet another hold on you.
It is enacted in the laws of Venice,
If it be proved against an alien
That by direct or indirect attempts
He seek the life of any citizen,
The party 'gainst the which he doth contrive
Shall seize one half his goods; the other half
Comes to the privy coffer of the state;
And the offender's life lies in the mercy
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I am content.
PORTIA
Exit SHYLOCK
DUKE
To ANTONIO
To BASSANIO
And, for your love, I'll take this ring from you:
Do not draw back your hand; I'll take no more;
And you in love shall not deny me this.
BASSANIO
Exit Gratiano
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Scene 2
The same. A street.
Enter GRATIANO
GRATIANO
Aside to PORTIA
[Aside to NERISSA]
Aloud
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Act 5
Scene 1
Belmont. Avenue to PORTIA'S house.
JESSICA
In such a night
Did Thisbe fearfully o'ertrip the dew
And saw the lion's shadow ere himself
And ran dismay'd away.
LORENZO
In such a night
Stood Dido with a willow in her hand
Upon the wild sea banks and waft her love
To come again to Carthage.
JESSICA
In such a night
Medea gather'd the enchanted herbs
That did renew old AEson.
LORENZO
In such a night
Did Jessica steal from the wealthy Jew
And with an unthrift love did run from Venice
As far as Belmont.
JESSICA
In such a night
Did young Lorenzo swear he loved her well,
Stealing her soul with many vows of faith
And ne'er a true one.
LORENZO
In such a night
Did pretty Jessica, like a little shrew,
Slander her love, and he forgave it her.
JESSICA
Enter STEPHANO
LORENZO
A friend.
LORENZO
Enter LAUNCELOT
LAUNCELOT
Who calls?
LAUNCELOT
Here.
LAUNCELOT
Exit
LORENZO
Exit Stephano
Enter Musicians
Music
JESSICA
PORTIA
Music ceases
LORENZO
Go in, Nerissa;
Give order to my servants that they take
No note at all of our being absent hence;
Nor you, Lorenzo; Jessica, nor you.
A tucket sounds
LORENZO
[To NERISSA]
[Aside]
Nor I in yours
Till I again see mine.
BASSANIO
Sweet Portia,
If you did know to whom I gave the ring,
If you did know for whom I gave the ring
And would conceive for what I gave the ring
And how unwillingly I left the ring,
When nought would be accepted but the ring,
You would abate the strength of your displeasure.
PORTIA
I am dumb.
BASSANIO
It is almost morning,
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