| Venice. A street. |
| [Enter SALANIO and SALARINO] |
| SALANIO | Now, what news on the Rialto? |
| SALARINO | Why, yet it lives there uncheck'd that Antonio hath | ||
| a ship of rich lading wrecked on the narrow seas; | |||
| the Goodwins, I think they call the place; a very | |||
| dangerous flat and fatal, where the carcasses of many | 5 | ||
| a tall ship lie buried, as they say, if my gossip | |||
| Report be an honest woman of her word. |
| SALANIO | I would she were as lying a gossip in that as ever | ||
| knapped ginger or made her neighbours believe she | |||
| wept for the death of a third husband. But it is | 10 | ||
| true, without any slips of prolixity or crossing the | |||
| plain highway of talk, that the good Antonio, the | |||
| honest Antonio,--O that I had a title good enough | |||
| to keep his name company!-- |
| SALARINO | Come, the full stop. | 15 |
| SALANIO | Ha! what sayest thou? Why, the end is, he hath | ||
| lost a ship. |
| SALARINO | I would it might prove the end of his losses. |
| SALANIO | Let me say 'amen' betimes, lest the devil cross my | ||
| prayer, for here he comes in the likeness of a Jew. | 20 | ||
| [Enter SHYLOCK] | |||
| How now, Shylock! what news among the merchants? |
| SHYLOCK | You know, none so well, none so well as you, of my | ||
| daughter's flight. |
| SALARINO | That's certain: I, for my part, knew the tailor | ||
| that made the wings she flew withal. | 25 |
| SALANIO | 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 | She is damned for it. |
| SALANIO | That's certain, if the devil may be her judge. | 30 |
| SHYLOCK | My own flesh and blood to rebel! |
| SALANIO | Out upon it, old carrion! rebels it at these years? |
| SHYLOCK | I say, my daughter is my flesh and blood. |
| SALARINO | There is more difference between thy flesh and hers | ||
| than between jet and ivory; more between your bloods | 35 | ||
| than there is between red wine and rhenish. But | |||
| tell us, do you hear whether Antonio have had any | |||
| loss at sea or no? |
| SHYLOCK | There I have another bad match: a bankrupt, a | ||
| prodigal, who dare scarce show his head on the | 40 | ||
| Rialto; a beggar, that was used to come so smug upon | |||
| the mart; let him look to his bond: he was wont to | |||
| call me usurer; let him look to his bond: he was | |||
| wont to lend money for a Christian courtesy; let him | |||
| look to his bond. | 45 |
| SALARINO | Why, I am sure, if he forfeit, thou wilt not take | ||
| his flesh: what's that good for? |
| SHYLOCK | To bait fish withal: if it will feed nothing else, | ||
| it will feed my revenge. He hath disgraced me, and | |||
| hindered me half a million; laughed at my losses, | 50 | ||
| mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my | |||
| bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine | |||
| enemies; and what's his reason? I am a Jew. Hath | |||
| not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, | |||
| dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with | 55 | ||
| the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject | |||
| to the same diseases, healed by the same means, | |||
| warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as | |||
| a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? | |||
| if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison | 60 | ||
| us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not | |||
| revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will | |||
| resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, | |||
| what is his humility? Revenge. If a Christian | |||
| wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by | 65 | ||
| Christian example? Why, revenge. The villany you | |||
| teach me, I will execute, and it shall go hard but I | |||
| will better the instruction. | |||
| [Enter a Servant] |
| Servant | Gentlemen, my master Antonio is at his house and | ||
| desires to speak with you both. | 70 |
| SALARINO | We have been up and down to seek him. | ||
| [Enter TUBAL] |
| SALANIO | Here comes another of the tribe: a third cannot be | ||
| matched, unless the devil himself turn Jew. | |||
| [Exeunt SALANIO, SALARINO, and Servant] |
| SHYLOCK | How now, Tubal! what news from Genoa? hast thou | ||
| found my daughter? | 75 |
| TUBAL | I often came where I did hear of her, but cannot find her. |
| SHYLOCK | 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 | 80 | ||
| 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 | 85 | ||
| loss! the thief gone with so much, and so much to | |||
| find the thief; and no satisfaction, no revenge: | |||
| nor no in luck stirring but what lights on my | |||
| shoulders; no sighs but of my breathing; no tears | |||
| but of my shedding. | 90 |
| TUBAL | Yes, other men have ill luck too: Antonio, as I | ||
| heard in Genoa,-- |
| SHYLOCK | What, what, what? ill luck, ill luck? |
| TUBAL | Hath an argosy cast away, coming from Tripolis. |
| SHYLOCK | I thank God, I thank God. Is't true, is't true? | 95 |
| TUBAL | I spoke with some of the sailors that escaped the wreck. |
| SHYLOCK | I thank thee, good Tubal: good news, good news! | ||
| ha, ha! where? in Genoa? |
| TUBAL | Your daughter spent in Genoa, as I heard, in one | ||
| night fourscore ducats. | 100 |
| SHYLOCK | Thou stickest a dagger in me: I shall never see my | ||
| gold again: fourscore ducats at a sitting! | |||
| fourscore ducats! |
| TUBAL | There came divers of Antonio's creditors in my | ||
| company to Venice, that swear he cannot choose but break. | 105 |
| SHYLOCK | I am very glad of it: I'll plague him; I'll torture | ||
| him: I am glad of it. |
| TUBAL | One of them showed me a ring that he had of your | ||
| daughter for a monkey. |
| SHYLOCK | Out upon her! Thou torturest me, Tubal: it was my | 110 | |
| turquoise; I had it of Leah when I was a bachelor: | |||
| I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkeys. |
| TUBAL | But Antonio is certainly undone. |
| SHYLOCK | Nay, that's true, that's very true. Go, Tubal, fee | ||
| me an officer; bespeak him a fortnight before. I | 115 | ||
| 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] |