Shakespeare's comedy of The merchant of Venice . ike him, that for a tricksy word 50 Defy the matter.—How cheerst thou, Jessica ?And now, good sweet, say thy opinion,How dost thou like the lord Bassanios wife ? yessica. Past all expressing. It is very meetThe lord Bassanio live an upright life;For, having such a blessing in his finds the joys of heaven here on earth ;And if on earth he do not mean it, thenIn reason he should never come to , if two gods should play some heavenly match, 60 And on the wager lay two earthly Portia one, there must be something elsePawnd
Shakespeare's comedy of The merchant of Venice . ike him, that for a tricksy word 50 Defy the matter.—How cheerst thou, Jessica ?And now, good sweet, say thy opinion,How dost thou like the lord Bassanios wife ? yessica. Past all expressing. It is very meetThe lord Bassanio live an upright life;For, having such a blessing in his finds the joys of heaven here on earth ;And if on earth he do not mean it, thenIn reason he should never come to , if two gods should play some heavenly match, 60 And on the wager lay two earthly Portia one, there must be something elsePawnd with the other, for the poor rude worldHath not her fellow. Lorenzo, Even such a husband Hast thou of me as she is for a wife. Jessica, Nay, but ask my opinion too of that. Lorenzo, I will anon; first, let us go to dinner. Jessica, Nay, let me praise you while I have a stomach. Lorenzo. No, pray thee, let it serve for table-talk;Then, howsoever thou speakst, mong other things 70 I shall digest it. Jessica, Well, I 11 set you forth. {Exeunt. G. COLONNADE OF DUCAL PALACE, VENICE. ACT IV. Scene I. Venice, A Court of the Duke, the Magnificoes, Antonio, Bassanio, Gratiano, Salerio, and What, is Antonio here ?Antonio. Ready, so please your I am sorry for thee; thou art come to answerA stony adversary, an inhuman wretchUncapable of pity, void and emptyFrom any dram of mercy. Antonio. I have heard Your grace hath taen great pains to qualifyHis rigorous course; but since he stands that no lawful means can carry me ACT IV. SCENE I, 99 Out of his envys reach, I do oppose 10 My patience to his fury, and am armdTo suffer, with a quietness of spirit,The very tyranny and rage of his. Duke. Go one, and call the Jew into the court. Salerio. He is ready at the door; he comes, my lord. Enter Shylock. Duke, Make room, and let him stand before our face.—Shylock, the world thinks, and I think so thou but leadst this fashion of thy mali
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