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Act III, Scene 1
1Venice. A street.
2Enter Salanio and Salarino.
3SalanioNow, what news on the Rialto?
4SalarinoWhy, 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 a tall ship lie buried, as they say, if my gossip Report be an honest woman of her word.
5SalanioI 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 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!—
6SalarinoCome, the full stop.
7SalanioHa! what sayest thou? Why, the end is, he hath lost a ship.
8SalarinoI would it might prove the end of his losses.
9SalanioLet me say “amen” betimes, lest the devil cross my prayer, for here he comes in the likeness of a Jew.
10Enter Shylock.
11How now, Shylock! what news among the merchants?
12ShylockYou know, none so well, none so well as you, of my daughter’s flight.
13SalarinoThat’s certain: I, for my part, knew the tailor that made the wings she flew withal.
14SalanioAnd Shylock, for his own part, knew the bird was fledged; and then it is the complexion of them all to leave the dam.
15ShylockShe is damned for it.
16SalanioThat’s certain, if the devil may be her judge.
17ShylockMy own flesh and blood to rebel!
18SalanioOut upon it, old carrion! rebels it at these years?
19ShylockI say, my daughter is my flesh and blood.
20SalarinoThere is more difference between thy flesh and hers than between jet and ivory; more between your bloods than there is between red wine and rhenish. But tell us, do you hear whether Antonio have had any loss at sea or no?
21ShylockThere I have another bad match: a bankrupt, a prodigal, who dare scarce show his head on the 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.
22SalarinoWhy, I am sure, if he forfeit, thou wilt not take his flesh: what’s that good for?
23ShylockTo 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, 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 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 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 Christian example? Why, revenge. The villany you teach me, I will execute, and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
24Enter a Servant.
25ServantGentlemen, my master Antonio is at his house and desires to speak with you both.
26SalarinoWe have been up and down to seek him.
27Enter Tubal.
28SalanioHere comes another of the tribe: a third cannot be matched, unless the devil himself turn Jew. Exeunt Salanio, Salarino, and Servant.
29ShylockHow now, Tubal! what news from Genoa? hast thou found my daughter?
30TubalI often came where I did hear of her, but cannot find her.
31ShylockWhy, 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 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.
32TubalYes, other men have ill luck too: Antonio, as I heard in Genoa,—
33ShylockWhat, what, what? ill luck, ill luck?
34TubalHath an argosy cast away, coming from Tripolis.
35ShylockI thank God, I thank God. Is’t true, is’t true?
36TubalI spoke with some of the sailors that escaped the wreck.
37ShylockI thank thee, good Tubal: good news, good news! ha, ha! where? in Genoa?
38TubalYour daughter spent in Genoa, as I heard, in one night fourscore ducats.
39ShylockThou stickest a dagger in me: I shall never see my gold again: fourscore ducats at a sitting! fourscore ducats!
40TubalThere came divers of Antonio’s creditors in my company to Venice, that swear he cannot choose but break.
41ShylockI am very glad of it: I’ll plague him; I’ll torture him: I am glad of it.
42TubalOne of them showed me a ring that he had of your daughter for a monkey.
43ShylockOut 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.
44TubalBut Antonio is certainly undone.
45ShylockNay, that’s true, that’s very true. Go, 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.