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- THE MERCHANT OF VENICE
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- Act 2 Scene 5
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- (Enter Shylock the Jew and his man that was, Lancelot the clown)
- l1l Shylock Well, thou shalt see, thy eyes shall be thy judge,
- l2l The difference of old Shylock and Bassanio.
- l3l (Calling) What, Jessica!
- (To Lancelot) Thou shalt not gormandize
- l4l As thou hast done with me.
- (Calling) What, Jessica!
- l5l (To Lancelot) And sleep and snore and rend apparel out.
- l6l (Calling) Why, Jessica, I say!
- Lancelot (calling) Why, Jessica!
- l7l Shylock Who bids thee call? I do not bid thee call.
- l8l Lancelot Your worship was wont to tell me I could do
- l9l nothing without bidding.
- (Enter Jessica)
- l10l Jessica (to Shylock) Call you? What is your will?
- l11l Shylock I am bid forth to supper, Jessica.
- l12l There are my keys. But wherefore should I go?
- l13l I am not bid for love. They flatter me,
- l14l But yet IÆll go in hate, to feed upon
- l15l The prodigal Christian. Jessica, my girl,
- l16l Look to my house. I am right loath to go.
- l17l There is some ill a-brewing towards my rest,
- l18l For I did dream of money-bags tonight.
- l19l Lancelot I beseech you, sir, go. My young master doth
- l20l expect your reproach.
- l21l Shylock So do I his.
- l22l Lancelot And they have conspired together. I will not
- l23l say you shall see a masque, but if you do, then it was
- l24l not for nothing that my nose fell a-bleeding on Black
- l25l Monday last at six oÆclock iÆ thÆ morning, falling out
- l26l that year on Ash Wednesday was four year in
- l27l thÆ afternoon.
- l28l Shylock What, are there masques? Hear you me, Jessica,
- l29l Lock up my doors; and when you hear the drum
- l30l And the vile squealing of the wry-necked fife,
- l31l Clamber not you up to the casements then,
- l32l Nor thrust your head into the public street
- l33l To gaze on Christian fools with varnished faces,
- l34l But stop my houseÆs earsùI mean my casements.
- l35l Let not the sound of shallow foppÆry enter
- l36l My sober house. By JacobÆs staff I swear
- l37l I have no mind of feasting forth tonight.
- l38l But I will go.
- (To Lancelot) Go you before me, sirrah.
- l39l Say I will come.
- Lancelot I will go before, sir.
- l40l (Aside to Jessica) Mistress, look out at window for all
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- l41l There will come a Christian by
- l42l Will be worth a Jewδs eye.
- (Exit)
- l43l Shylock (to Jessica) What says that fool of HagarÆs offspring, ha?
- l44l Jessica His words were ôFarewell, mistressö; nothing else.
- l45l Shylock The patch is kind enough, but a huge feeder,
- l46l Snail-slow in profit, and he sleeps by day
- l47l More than the wildcat. Drones hive not with me;
- l48l Therefore I part with him, and part with him
- l49l To one that I would have him help to waste
- l50l His borrowed purse. Well, Jessica, go in.
- l51l Perhaps I will return immediately.
- l52l Do as I bid you. Shut doors after you.
- l53l Fast bind, fast findù
- l54l A proverb never stale in thrifty mind.
- (Exit at one door)
- l55l Jessica Farewell; and if my fortune be not crossed,
- l56l I have a father, you a daughter lost.
- (Exit at another door)
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