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Por. Why doth the Jew pause? take the forfeiture.
Gra. A Daniel ftill fay I, a fecond Daniel!
Por. Thou fhalt have nothing but the forfeiture, To be so taken at thy peril, Jew.
Shy. Why, then the devil give him good of it! I'll ftay no longer question.
Por. Tarry, Jew,
The law hath yet another hold on you:
It is enacted in the laws of Venice,
If it be prov'd against an alien,
That, by direct or indirect attempts,
The party 'gainst the which he doth contrive
The danger formally by me rehears'd.
Down, therefore, and beg mercy of the duke.
Gra. Beg that thou may'st have leave to hang thyself; And yet, thy wealth being forfeit to the state,
Thou haft not left the value of a cord;
Therefore, thou must be hang'd at the ftate's charge.
Duke. That thou may'st see the diff'rence of our spirit, I pardon thee thy life before thou ask it:
For half thy wealth, it is Anthonio's ;
do take the prop house: you take
I am content; fo he will let me have
The other half in use, to render it
That lately stole his daughter.
Two things provided more, that, for this favour,
The other, that he do record a gift
Here in the court, of all he dies poffeffed,
Unto his fon Lorenzo and his daughter.
Duke. He fhall do this, or else I do recant
The pardon that I late pronounced here.
Por. Art thou contented, Jew? what doft thou say?
Por. Clerk, draw a deed of gift.
Shy. I pray you, give me leave to go from hence; I am not well; fend the deed after me,
And I will fign it.
Duke. Get thee gone, but do it.
Gra. In christ'ning thou fhalt have two godfathers. Had I been judge, thou fhould't have had ten more, To bring thee to the gallows, not the font.
Duke. Sir, I entreat you home with we to dinner.
And it is meet I presently set forth.
Duke. I'm forry that leisure serves you not. Anthonio, gratify this gentleman;
For, in my mind, you are much bound to him.
[Exeunt Duke and his train.
Baff. Moft worthy gentleman! I and
Por. He is well pay'd that is well fatisfy'd;
Bal. Dear fir, of force I must attempt you further.
Por. You prefs me far, and therefore I will yield.
Baff. This ring, good fir, alas, it is a trifle;
I will not shame myfelf to give you this.
Por. I will have nothing else but only this;
And now, methinks, I have a mind to it.
Baff. There's more on this depends than is the value. The deareft ring in Venice will I give you,
And find it out by proclamation;
Only for this, I pray you, pardon me.
Por. I fee, fir, you are liberal in offers;
And if your wife be not a mad woman,
And know how well I have deferv'd the ring,
She wou'd not hold out enmity for ever
For giving it to me. Well, peace be with you! [Exit, with Neriffa. Anth. My lord Bassanio, let him have the ring.
Let his defervings, and my love withal,
Be valu'd 'gainst your wife's commandement.
Give him the ring; and bring him, if thou can'ft,
Enter Portia, and Neriffa.
Por. Inquire the Jew's house out, give him this deed, And let him fign it; we'll away to-night,
And be a day before our husbands home:
This deed will be well welcome to Lorenzo.
And fo, I pray you, tell him: furthermore,
I pray you, fhow my youth old Shylock's house.
Ner. Sir, I would speak with you.
I'll fee if I can get my husband's ring,
Which I did make him fwear to keep for ever.
Por. Thou may'ft, I warrant. We shall have old swearing, That they did give the rings away to men;
But we'll outface them, and outfwear them too.
Away, make haste; thou know'ft where I will tarry.
Ner. Come, good fir, will you show me to this house? [Exeunt.
ACT V. SCENE I.
Enter Lorenzo, and Jeffica.
HE moon fhines bright: in fuch a night as this,
Jef. In fuch a night,
Did Thisbe fearfully o'ertrip the dew,
And faw the lion's fhadow ere himself;
And ran dismay'd away.
Lor. In fuch a night,
Stood Dido with a willow in her hand
Upon the wild fea-banks, and waft her love
To come again to Carthage.
Jef. In fuch a night,