not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? Enter a Servant. Serv. Gentlemen, my master Antonio is at his house and desires to speak with you both. Salar. We have been up and down to seek him. Enter TUBAL. a Salan. Here comes another of the tribe: third cannot be matched, unless the devil himself turn Jew. [Exeunt Salan., Salar., and Servant. Shy. How now, Tubal ! what news from Genoa ? hast thou found my daughter? Tub. I often came where I did hear of her, but cannot find her. Shy. Why, there, there, there, there! a diamond gone, cost me two thousand ducats in Frankfort! The curse never fell upon our nation till now; I never felt it till now: two thousand ducats in that; and other precious, precious jewels. I would my daughter were dead at my foot, and the jewels in her ear! would she were hearsed at my foot, and the ducats in her coffin ! No news of them? Why, so: and I know not what's spent in the search: why, thou loss upon loss! the thief gone with so much, and so much to find the 70 80 90 72. humility, humanity (which Shakespeare uses only in the sense of human nature'). thief; and no satisfaction, no revenge: nor no ill luck stirring but what lights on my shoulders; no sighs but of my breathing; no tears but of my 100 shedding. Tub. Yes, other men have ill luck too: Antonio, as I heard in Genoa, Shy. What, what, what? ill luck, ill luck? Tub. Hath an argosy cast away, coming from Tripolis. Shy. I thank God, I thank God. Is 't true, is 't true? Tub. I spoke with some of the sailors that escaped the wreck. Shy. I thank thee, good Tubal: good news, good news! ha, ha! where? in Genoa? Tub. Your daughter spent in Genoa, as I heard, in one night fourscore ducats. Shy. Thou stickest a dagger in me: I shall never see my gold again: fourscore ducats at a sitting! fourscore ducats! Tub. There came divers of Antonio's creditors in my company to Venice, that swear he cannot choose but break. Shy. I am very glad of it: I'll plague him; I'll torture him: I am glad of it. Tub. One of them showed me a ring that he had of your daughter for a monkey. Shy. Out upon her! Thou torturest me, Tubal it was my turquoise; I had it of Leah when I was a bachelor: I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkeys. Tub. But Antonio is certainly undone. 126. turquoise. The stone was especially valued for its supposed virtue of growing bright or dim according to the fluctuations in the health of the wearer. But we are clearly intended to believe that for Shylock it counted for something as the gift of 'Leah,'-a humanising touch of great value in the picture. Shy. Nay, that's true, that's very true. Go, 130 Tubal, fee me an officer; bespeak him a fortnight before. I will have the heart of him, if he forfeit ; for, were he out of Venice, I can make what merchandise I will. Go, go, Tubal, and meet me at our synagogue; go, good Tubal; at our synagogue, Tubal. [Exeunt. SCENE II. Belmont: A room in PORTIA's house. Enter BASSANIO, PORTIA, GRATIANO, NERISSA, and Attendants. Por. I pray you, tarry: pause a day or two ΤΟ 20 15. o'erlook'd, bewitched. 18. naughty, evil. I speak too long; but 'tis to peize the time, Bass. Let me choose; For as I am, I live upon the rack. Por. Upon the rack, Bassanio! then confess What treason there is mingled with your love. Bass. None but that ugly treason of mistrust, Which makes me fear the enjoying of my love: There may as well be amity and life 'Tween snow and fire, as treason and my love. Por. Ay, but I fear you speak upon the rack, Where men enforced do speak anything. Bass. Promise me life, and I'll confess the truth. Por. Well then, confess and live. Bass. 'Confess' and 'love' Had been the very sum of my confession : O happy torment, when my torturer Doth teach me answers for deliverance ! But let me to my fortune and the caskets. 30 Por. Away, then! I am lock'd in one of them: 40 Let music sound while he doth make his choice; May stand more proper, my eye shall be the stream 22. peize, prolong (as if by hanging weights to the end). 50 With no less presence, but with much more love, Music, whilst BASSANIO comments on the caskets SONG. Tell me where is fancy bred, It is engender'd in the eyes, Let us all ring fancy's knell : I'll begin it,-Ding, dong, bell. All. Ding, dong, bell. Bass. So may the outward shows be least them selves: The world is still deceived with ornament. 54. more love; ' because Hercules rescued Hesione, not for love of the lady, but for the sake of the horses promised him by Laomedon' (Ov. Met. xi. 199 f.). 63. fancy, love. 60 70 66. Reply, reply. This appears as a marginal direction in all the old copies. |