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I pray you, know me, when we meet again,

Bass. Go, Gratiano, run and overtake him, I wish you well, and so I take my leave.

Give him the ring; and bring him, if thou can's, Bass. Dear sir, of force I must attempt you Unto Antonio's house : - away, make haste. further;

[Erit GRATIA NO. Take some remembrance of us, as a tribute, Come, you and I will thither presently ; Not as a fee : grant me two things, I pray you, And in the morning early will we both Not to deny me, and to pardon me.

Fly toward Belmont: Come, Antonio. (Exeunt
Por. You press me far, and therefore I will yield.
Give me your gloves, I'll wear them for your sake ;

SCENE II. - The same. A Street.
And, for your love, I'll take this ring from you :
Do not draw back your hand; I'll take no more ;

Enter Portia and NERISSA.
And you in love shall not deny me this.

Por. Inquire the Jew's house out, give him this Bass. This ring, good sir, — alas, it is a trifle;

deed, I will not shame myself to give you this.

And let him sign it; we'll away to night, Por. I will bave nothing else but only this ; And be a day before our husbands home : And now, methinks, I have a mind to it.

This deed will be well welcome to Lorenzo. Biss. There's more depends on this than on the

Enter GRATIANO. value. The dearest ring in Venice will I give you,

Gra. Fair sir, you are well overtaken : And find it out by proclamation;

My lord Bassanio, upon more advice, Only for this, I pray you pardon me.

Hath sent you here this ring; and doth entreat Por. I see, sir, you are liberal in offers :

Your company at dinner.
You taught me first to beg; and now, methinks, Por.

That cannot be:
You teach me how a beggar should be answer’d. This ring I do accept most thankfully,
Bass. Good sir, this ring was given me by my

And so, I pray you, tell him : Furthermore,

I pray you, show my youth old Shylock's house. And, when she put it on, she made me vow,

Gra. That will I do. That I should neither sell, nor give, nor lose it.

Ner.

Sir, I would speak with you: – Por. That 'scuse serves many men to save their I'll see if I can get my husband's ring, (To Portia. gifts.

Which I did make him swear to keep for ever. An if your wife be not a mad woman,

Por. Thou may’st, I warrant; We shall have old And know how well I have deserv'd this ring,

swearing, She would not hold out enemy for ever,

That they did give the rings away to men ; For giving it to me. Well, peace be with you!

But we'll outface them, and outswear them too. (Ereunt Portia and NERISSA. Away, make haste; thou know'st where I will tarry. Ant. My lord Bassanio, let him have the ring; Ner. Come, good sir, will you show me to this Let his deservings, and my love withal,

house?

[Exeunt. Be valued 'gainst your wife's commandment.

wife;

ACT V.

Did young

SCENE I. — Belmont. Avenue to Portia's House.

Enter LORENZO and JESSICA.
Lor. The moon shines bright: - In such a night

as this,
When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees,
And they did make no noise; in such a night,
Trailus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls,
And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents,
Where Cressid lay that night.
Jes.

In such a night,
Did Thisbe fearfully o'ertrip the dew ;
And saw the lion's shadow ere himself,
And ran dismay'd away.
Lor.

In such a night,
Stood Dido with a willow in her hand
Upon the wild sea-banks, and wav'd her love
To come again to Carthage.
Jes.

In such a night,
Medea gather'd the enchanted herbs
"That did renew old Æson.
IM.

In such a night,
Did Jessica steal from the wealthy Jew :
And with an unthrift love did run from Venice.
As far as Belinont.

And in such a night,

Lorenzo swear he lov'd her well;
Stealing her soul with many vows of faith,
And ne'er a true ope.
Lor.

And in such a night,
Did pretty Jessica, like a little shrew,
Slander her love, and he forgave it her.

Jes. I would out-night you, did no body come:
But, hark, I hear the footing of a man.

Enter STEPHANO.
Lor. Who comes so fast in silence of the night?
Steph. A friend.
Lor. A friend? what friend ? your name, I pray

you, friend?

Steph. Stephano is my name; and I bring

word,
My mistress will before the break of day
Be here at Belmont; she doth stray about
By holy crosses, where she kneels and prays
For happy wedlock hours.
Lor.

Who comes with her ?
Steph. None, but a holy hermit, and her maid.
I pray you, is my master yet return’d ?
Lor. He is not, nor we have not heard from

him.
But go we in, I pray thee, Jessica,

:

And ceremoniously let us prepare

Empties itself, as doth an inland brook
Some welcome for the mistress of the house.

Into the main of waters. Musick ! hark !
Enter LAUNCELOT.

Ner. It is your musick, madam, of the house.

Por. Nothing is good, I see, without respect ; Laun. Sola, sola, wo ha, ho, sola, sola!

Methinks, it sounds much sweeter than by day. Lor. Who calls ?

Ner. Silence bestows that virtue on it, madam. Laun. Sola! did you see master Lorenzo, and Por. The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, mistress Lorenzo ? sola, sola!

When neither is attended ; and, I think, Lor. Leave hollaing, man; here

The nightingale, if she s'vould sing by day,

5 Laun. Sola! where? where?

When every goose is cackling, would be thought Lor. Here.

No better a musician than the wren. Laun. Tell him, there's a post come from my How many things by season season'd are master, with his horn full of good news; my master To their right praise, and true perfection! will be here ere morning.

(Erit

. Peace, hoa! the moon sleeps with Endymion, Lor. Sweet soul, let's in, and there expect their And would not be awak'd! [Musick ceases. coming.

Lor.

That is the voice, And yet no matter ; — Why should we go in? Or I am much deceiv'd of Portia. My friend Stephano, signify, I pray you,

Por. He knows me, as the blind man knows the Within the house, your mistress is at hand :

cuckoo, And bring your musick forth into the air.

By the bad voice. (Exit STEPHANO. Lor.

Dear lady, welcome home. How sweet the moon-light sleeps upon this bank! Por. We have been praying for our husbands' I!ere will we sit, and let the sounds of musick

welfare, Creep in our ears; soft stillness, and the night, Which speed, we hope, the better for our words. Become the touches of sweet harmony.

Are they return'd ? Sii, Jessica: Look how the floor of heaven

Lor.

Madam, they are not yet; Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold ;

But there is come a messenger before,
There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, To signify their coming.
But in his motion like an angel sings,

Por.

Go in, Nerissa, Still quiring to the young-ey'd cherubins :

Give order to my servants, that they take Such harmony is in immortal souls ;

No note at all of our being absent hence ; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay

Nor you, Lorenzo ;

Jessica, nor you. Loth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.

(A tucket sounds.

Lor. Your husband is at hand, I hear his trumpet : Enter Musicians.

We are no tell-tales, madam; fear you not. Come, ho, and wake Diana with a hymn ;

Por. This night, methinks, is but the daylight "l'ith sweetest touches pierce your mistress'

ear,

sick. And draw her home with musick.

It looks a little paler ; 'tis a day, Jes. I am never merry, when I hear sweet musick.

Such as the day is when the sun is hid.

(Musick. Lor. The reason is your spirits are attentive:

Enter BassanIO, Antonio, GRATIANO, and their For do but note a wild and wanton herd,

Followers. Or race of youthful and unhandled colts,

Bass. We should hold day with the Antipodes, Fetching mad bounds, bellowing, and neighing loud, If you would walk in absence of the sun. Which is the hot condition of their blood;

Por. Let me give light, but let me not be light; If they but hear perchance a trumpet sound, For a light wife doth ni ike a heavy husband, nr any air of musick touch their ears,

And never be Bassanio so for me ; Jou shall perceive them make a mutual stand, But God sort all! – You are welcome home, my Their savage eyes turn’d to a modest gaze,

lord. By the sweet power of musick : Therefore, the poet Bass. I thank you, madam : give welcome to my Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones, and

friend. floods ;

This is the man, this is Antonio, Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, To whom I am so infinitely bound. But musick for the time doth change his nature : Por. You should in all sense be much bound to The man that hath no musick in himself,

him., Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, For, as I hear, he was much bound for you. Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils;

Ant. No more than I am well acquitted of. The motions of his spirit are dull as night,

Por. Sir, you are very welcome to our house : And his affections dark as Erebus :

It must appear in other ways than words, Let no such man be trusted. Mark the musick.

Therefore, I scant this breathing courtesy.

(Gratiano and Nerissa seem to talk apart. Enter Portia and Nerissa, at a distance.

Gra. By yonder moon, I swear, you do me wrong, Por. That light we see, is burning in my hall. In faith, I gave it to the judge's clerk : How far that little candle throws his beams ! Would he were gelt that had it, for my part, So shines a good deed in a naughty world.

Since you do take it, love, so much at heart. Ner. When the moon shone, we did not see the Por. A quarrel, ho, already? what's the matter i candle.

Gra. About a hoop of gold, a paltry ring
Por. So doth the greater glory dim the less : That she did give me; whose posy was
A substitute shines brightly as a king,

For all the world, like cutler s poetry
L'ntil a king be by; and then his state

Upon a knife, Love me, and leave me ns.

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Ner. What talk you of the posy, or the value ? My honour would not let ingratitude You swore to me, when I did give it you,

So much besmear it: Pardon me, good lady ; That you would wear it till your hour of death ; For by these blessed candles of the night, And that it should lie with you in your grave :

Had you been there, I think, you would have begg'd Though not for me, yet for your vehement oaths, The ring of me to give the worthy doctor. You should have been respective, and have kept it. Por. Let not that doctor e'er come near my house : Gave it a judge's clerk! - but well I know, Since he hath got the jewel that I lov’d, The clerk will

ne'er wear hair on his face, that had it. And that which you did swear to keep for me, Gra. He will, an if he live to be a man.

I will become as liberal as you;
Ner. Ay, if a woman live to be a man,

I'll not deny him any thing I have,
Gra. Now, by this hand, I gave it to a youth, No, not my body, nor my husband's bed :
A kind of boy; a little scrubbed boy,

Know him I shall, I am well sure of it :
No higher than thyself, the judge's clerk ;

Lie not a night from home; watch me, like Argus; A prating boy, that begg'd it as a fee ;

If you do not, if I be left alone,
I could not for my heart deny it him.

Now, by mine honour, which is yet my own,
Por. You were to blame, I must be plain with you, I'll have that doctor for my bedfellow.
To part so slightly with your wife's first gift ;

Ner. And I his clerk; therefore be well advis'd,
A thing stuck on with oaths upon your finger, How you do leave me to mine own protection,
And riveted so with faith unto your flesh.

Gra. Well do you so: let not me take him then; I gave my love a ring, and made him swear For, if I do, I'll mar the young clerk’s pen. Nerer to part with it; and here he stands ;

Ant. I am the unhappy subject of these quarrels. I dare be sworn for him, he would not leave it, Por Sir, grieve not you; you are welcome notNor pluck it from his finger, for the wealth

withstanding
That the world masters. Now, in faith, Gratiano, Bass. Portia, forgive me this enforced wrong ;
You give your wife too unkind a cause of grief ; And, in the hearing of these many friends,
An 'twere to me, I should be mad at it.

I swear to thee, even by thine own fair eyes,
Bass. Why, I were best to cut my left hand off, Wherein I see myself,
And swear, I lost the ring defending it. [Aside. Por.

Mark you but that!
Gra. My lord Bassanio gave his ring away In both my eyes he doubly sees himself :
Unto the judge that begg'd

it, and, indeed, In each eye one: - swear by your double self, Deserv'd it too; and then the boy, his clerk, And there's an oath of credit. That took some pains in writing, he begg'd mine : Bass.

Nay, but hear me : And neither man, nor master, would take aught Pardon this fault, and by my soul I swear, But the two rings.

I never more will break an oath with thee. Por

What ring gave you, my lord ? Ant. I once did lend my body for his wealth ; Not that, I hope, which you receiv'd of me. Which, but for him that had your husband's ring, Bass. If I could add a lie unto a fault,

[ To Portia. I would deny it; but you see, my finger

Had quite miscarried : I dare be bound again, Hath not the ring upon it, it is gone.

My soul upon the forfeit, that your lord Por. Even so void is your false heart of truth. Will never more break faith advisedly. By heaven, I will ne'er come in your bed

Por. Then you shall be his surety : Give him this; Until I see the ring.

And bid him keep it better than the other.
Ner.
Nor I in yours,

Ant. Here, lord Bassanio; swear to keep this mi I again see mine.

ring. Bass. Sweet Portia,

Bass. By heaven, it is the same I gave the doctor! If you did know to whom I gave the ring,

Por. I had it of him : pardon me, Bassanio; If you did know for whom I gave the ring, For by this ring the doctor lay with me. And would conceive for what I gave the ring, Ner. And pardon me, my gentle Gratiano; And how unwillingly I left the ring,

For that same scrubbed boy, the doctor's clerk, When naught would be accepted but the ring, In lieu of this, last night did lie with me. You would abate the strength of your displeasure. Gra. Why, this is like the mending of high-ways

Por. If you had known the virtue of the ring, In summer, where the ways are fair enough: Or balf her worthiness that gave the ring,

What! are we cuckolds, ere we have deserv'd it ? Or your own honour to contain the ring,

Por. Speak not so grossly. — You are all amaz'd: You would not then have parted with the ring. Here is a letter, read it at your leisure ; What man is there so much unreasonable,

It comes from Padua, from Bellario : If you had pleas’d to have defended it

There you shall find, that Portia was the doctor ; With any terms of zeal, wanted the modesty Nerissa there, her clerk : Lorenzo here To urge the thing held as a ceremony ?

Shall witness, I set forth as soon as you, Nerissa teaches me what to believe;

And but even now return'd; I have not yet
I'll die for't, but some woman had the ring. Enter'd my house. — Antonio, you are welcome ;

Bass. No, by mine honour, madam, by my soul, / And I have better news in store for you,
No woman had it, but a civil doctor,

Than you expect : unseal this letter soon;
Which did refuse three thousand ducats of me, There you shall find, three of your argosies
And begg'd the ring; the which I did deny lum, Are richly come to harbour suddenly:
And suffer'd him to go displeas'd away;

You shall not know by what strange accident Even he that had held up the very life

I chanced on this letter. Of my dear friend. What should I say, sweet lady? Ant.

I am dumb. I was enforc'd to send it after him ;

Bass. Were you the doctor, and I knew you I was beset with shame and courtesy :

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Gra. Were you the clerk, that is to make me Lor. Fair ladies, you drop manna in the way cuckold ?

Of starved people. Ner. Ay; but the clerk that never means to do it, Por.

It is almost morning, Unless he live until he be a man.

And yet, I am sure, you are not satisfied Bass. Sweet doctor, you shall be my bedfellow; Of these events at full: Let us go in; When I am absent, then lie wid, my wife.

And charge us there upon intergatories, Ant. Sweet lady, you have given me life, and And we will answer all things faithfully. living;

Gra. Let it be so; The first intergatory, For here I read for certain, that my ships

That my Nerissa shall be sworn on, is, Are safely come road.

Whether till the next night she had rather stay; Por.

How now, Lorenzo ? Or go to bed now, being two hours to-day : My clerk hath some good comforts too for you. But were the day come, I should wish it dark,

Ner. Ay, and I'll give them him without a fee.- That I were couching with the doctor's clerk. There do I give to you, and Jessica,

Well, while I live, I'll fear no other thing From the rich Jew, a special deed of gift,

So sore, as kcoping safe Nerissa's ring. Exeunt. After his death, of all he dies possess'd of,

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JAQUES }

Dure, living in exile.

Sir Oliver MAR-TEXT, a vicar. FREDERICK, brother to the Duke, and usurper of his "Sorunis

, } shepherds. dominions.

SYLVIUS AMIENS, Lords attending upon the Duke in his WillIAM, a country fellow, in love with Auarey. banishment.

A Person representing Hymen. "LE Beau, a courtier attending upon Frederick. CHARLES, his wrestler.

Rosalind, daughter to the banished Duke. Oliver,

"Celia, daughter to Frederick. JAQUES, sons of Sir Rowland de Bois.

PHEBE, a shepherdess.
VORLANDO,

VAUDREY, a country wench.
ADAM,
DERNIS,
} servants to Oliver.

Lords belonging to the two Dukes ; Pages, Foresters, TOUCHSTONE, a clown.

and other Attendants. The SCENE lies, first, near Oliver's House ; afterwards, partly in the Usurper's Court, and parily in the

Forest of Arden.

ACT I.

SCENE I. - An Orchard, near Oliver's House.

Enter OLIVER.
Enter ORLANDO and ADAM.

Adam. Yonder comes my master, your brother.

Orl. Go apart, Adam, and thou shalt hear hoy Orl. As I remember, Adam, it was upon this fa- he will shake me up. shion bequeathed me : By will, but a poor thousand Oli. Now, sir! what make you here ? crowns : and, as thou say'st, charged my brother, Orl. Nothing: I am not taught to make any on his blessing, to breed me well : and there begins thing. my sadness. My brother Jaques he keeps at school, Oli. What mar you then, sir? and report speaks goldenly of his profit: for my Orl. Marry, sir, I am helping you to mar that part, he keeps me rustically at home, or, to speak which God made, a poor unworthy brother of yours, more properly, stays me here at home unkept : For with idleness. call you that keeping for a gentleman of my birth, Oli. Marry, sir, be better employ'd, and be naught that differs not from the stalling of an ox? His awhile. borses are bred better; for, besides that they are Orl. Shall I keep your hogs, and eat husks with fair with their feeding, they are taught their manage, them? What prodigal portion have I spent, that I and to that end riders dearly hired : but I, his bro- should come to such penury ? ther, gain nothing under him but growth; for the Oli. Know you where you are, sir ? which his animals on his dunghills are as much bound Orl. 0, sir, very well : here in your

orchard. to him as I. Besides this nothing that he so plenti- Oli. Know you before whom, sir? fally gives me, the something that nature gave me, Orl. Ay, better than he I am before knows mc. his countenance seems to take from me: he lets me I know, you are my eldest brother; and, in the genfeed with his hinds, bars me the place of a brother, tle condition of blood, you should so know me : and, as much as in him lies, mines my gentility with The courtesy of nations allows you my better, in my education. This is it, Adam, that grieves me; that you are the first-born; but the same tradition and the spirit of my father, which I think is within takes not away my blood, were there twenty brothers me, begins to mutiny against this servitude : I will betwixt us : I have as much of my father in me, as no longer endure it, though yet I know no wise re- you ; albeit, I confess, your coming before me is uredly how to avoid it.

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