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The Merchant of Venice

Act II, Scene 6

The same.
 
[Enter GRATIANO and SALARINO, masqued]
 
GRATIANO
        ,    2        ,   ,               ,       ,
      This is the | penthouse / under | which Lo|renzo
          ,               ,    ,
      Desired | us to / make stand.
 
SALARINO
            ,        ,        ,
      His hour | is al|most past. (tri with prev)
 
GRATIANO
           ,       ,       ,          ,           ,
      And it | is marv|el he | out^dwells | his hour,
           ,       ,     ,        ,          ,
      For lov|ers ev|er run | before | the clock.
 
SALARINO
         ,      T     Tx    T        ,       ,
      O ten | times faster Ven|us' pige|ons fly
       .   T     T     T      ,    ,                      ,
      To seal love's bonds | new-made,/ than they | are wont
           ,       ,       ,        ,      ,
      To keep | oblig|ed faith | unfor|feited.
 
GRATIANO
            ,      ,      ,   ,                 ,
      That ev|er holds,| who ris/eth from | a feast
                    ,   ,     ,                ,    ,
      With that / keen ap|petite | that he / sits down?
        ,              ,            ,        ,        ,
      Where is | the horse | that doth | untread | again
           ,   2     ,         ,       2   ,       ,
      His ted|ious meas|ures with | the unbat|ed fire,
            ,         ,           ,      T     T     .   T
      That he | did pace | them first:| All things that^are,
       ,           T    Tx     T       ,        ,
      Are with | more spirit chas|ed than | enjoyed.
            ,        ,       ,       ,    ,
      How like | a younk|er or | a prod|igal
            ,        ,      ,              ,       ,
      The scarf|ed bark | puts from | her nat|ive bay,
         ,             ,      ,          ,        ,
      Hugged and | embrac|ed by | the strump|et wind:
       T    T   .    T    ,          ,        ,
      How like the prod|igal | doth she | return
            ,      ,          ,         ,        ,
      With ov|er-weath|ered ribs | and rag|ged sails,
        T     T    .   T         ,          ,        ,
      Lean, rent, and beg|gared by | the strump|et wind?
 
[Enter LORENZO]
 
SALARINO
             ,        ,        ,         ,         ,     2->
      Here comes | Loren|zo, more | of this | hereaft||er.
 
LORENZO
                ,            ,         ,         ,       ,
      Sweet* friends,| your pat|ience for | my long | abode,
          ,        ,       ,            ,          ,
      Not^I,| but my | affairs | have made | you wait:
            ,             ,          ,           ,            ,
      When you | shall please | to play | the thieves | for wives
             ,          ,         ,                ,
      I'll watch | as long | for you | then: ap/proach
      <-  ,        ,          ,       T    T    T         ,
        Here || dwells my | father | Jew. Ho, who's | within?
 
[Enter JESSICA above]
 
JESSICA
        ,        ,     ,                ,   ,
      Who are | you? Tell / me, for | more cer/tainty*,
          x           ,          ,        ,            ,
      Albeit | I'll swear | that I | do know | your tongue.
 
LORENZO
         ,       ,          ,
      Loren|zo, and | thy love.  \\
 
JESSICA
         ,       ,        ,         ,        ,
      Loren|zo cert|ain, and | my love | indeed,
           ,         ,        ,         ,          ,
      For who | love^I | so much?| And now | who knows
           ,       ,        ,      ,        ,
      But you | Loren|zo, wheth|er I | am yours?
 
LORENZO
         x                 ,           ,         ,          ,
      Heaven and | thy thoughts | are wit|ness that | thou art.
 
JESSICA
        T     T     T      ,        2     ,           ,
      Here, catch this | casket,| it is worth | the pains,
       2     ,          ,          ,         ,        ,
      I am glad |'tis night,| you do | not look | on me,
          ,        ,        ,         ,        ,
      For I | am much | ashamed | of my | exchange:
            ,         ,          ,       ,       ,
      But love | is blind,| and lov|ers can|not see
            ,      ,         ,           ,         ,
      The pret|ty fol|lies that | themselves | commit,
           ,          ,      ,           ,            ,
      For if | they could,| Cupid | himself | would blush
          ,         ,           ,      ,      ,
      To see | me thus | transform|ed to | a boy.
 
LORENZO
          ,          ,          ,        ,     ,
      Descend,| for you | must be | my torch|bearer.
 
JESSICA
        T     T  T     ,         x              ,
      What, must I | hold a | candle to | my shames?
        ,    2        T     T    T      .   T   T    T
      They in them|selves good sooth | are too too light.
       ,              ,       ,       ,   2    ,
      Why, 'tis | an of|fice of | discov|ery love,
          ,           ,        ,
      And I | should be | obscured.
 
LORENZO
                                        ,          ,
                                    So are | you sweet,
       ,            ,      ,           ,         ,       ,
      Even in the lovely garnish of a boy: but come at once,  ????
                  ,     ,            ,         ,    ,
      For the / close night | doth play | the run|away,
           ,          ,      ,           ,   2     ,
      And we | are stayed | for at | Bassan|io's feast.
 
JESSICA
                 ,    ,          ,           ,        ,
      I will / make fast | the doors | and gild | myself
                    ,   ,        ,         ,            ,
      With some / more duc|ats, and | be with | you straight.
 
[Exit above]
 
GRATIANO
            ,        ,        ,   ,             ,
      Now* by | my hood,| a Gent|ile, and | no Jew.
 
LORENZO
          ,         ,        ,          ,     ,
      Beshrew | me but | I love | her heart|ily,
           ,         ,       ,         ,         ,
      For she | is wise,| if I | can judge | of her,
            ,         ,        ,           ,         ,
      And fair | she is,| if that | mine eyes | be true,
            ,         ,       ,            ,          ,
      And true | she is,| as she | hath proved | herself:
            ,          ,         ,      T     T    .    T
      And there|fore like | herself,| wise, fair, and true,
             ,         ,      ,        ,         ,
      Shall she | be plac|ed in | my const|ant soul.
 
[Enter JESSICA, below]
        ,               ,     ,   ,            ,
      What, art^|thou come?| On gent/lemen,| away,
            ,        ,          ,          ,         ,
      Our mask|ing mates | by this | time for | us stay.
 
[Exit with Jessica and Salarino. Enter ANTONIO]
 
ANTONIO
              ,
      Who's there?
 
GRATIANO
                      ,        ,   ,
                  Signior | Anton|io?
 
ANTONIO
      <- ___     T    T  T        ,          ,          ,
         Fie,|| fie, Gratia|no, where | are all | the rest?
             ,       ,            ,       ,    ,
      'Tis nine |o'clock,| our friends | all stay / for you,
       T    T    .  T           ,         ,       ,
      No masque tonight,| the wind | is come | about,
          ,   2   ,      ,         ,      ,
      Bassan|io pres|ently | will go | aboard,
                 ,    ,      ,         ,         ,
      I have / sent twen|ty out | to seek | for you.
 
GRATIANO
               ,    x      2    ,     T   T   .  T
      I am / glad on it:| I desire | no more delight
                 ,  ,       ,          ,        ,
      Than to / be und|er sail,| and gone | tonight.
 
[Exeunt]

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