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The Merchant of Venice

Act V, Scene 1

Belmont. Avenue to PORTIA'S house.
 
[Enter LORENZO and JESSICA]
 
LORENZO
       .    T     T      T          ,        ,          ,
      The moon shines bright:| in such | a night | as this,
                   ,     ,          ,       ,          ,
      When the / sweet wind | did gent|ly kiss | the trees,
            ,          ,     T   T     .   T        ,
      And they | did make | no noise, in such | a night
        ,            ,       ,             ,       ,
      Troilus | methinks | mounted | the Troy|an walls,
             ,           ,        ,          ,        ,
      And sighed | his soul | toward | the Grec|ian tents
              ,       ,           ,
      Where Cres|sid lay | that night.
 
JESSICA
                                            ,        ,
                                       In such | a night
            ,       ,      ,        ,         ,
      Did This|be fear|fully | oretrip | the dew,
           ,         ,        ,      ,         ,
      And saw | the li|on's shad|ow ere | himself,
           ,         ,       ,
      And ran | dismayed | away.
 
LORENZO
                                      ,        ,
                                 In such | a night
             ,      ,       ,       ,         ,
      Stood^Di|do with | a wil|low in | her hand
        ,     .    T   T    T           ,          ,
      Upon | the wild sea banks,| and waft | her love
           ,       ,         ,      2
      To come | again | to Carth|age.
 
JESSICA
                                          ,        ,
                                     In such | a night
         ,     ,     ,      2    ,        ,
      Mede|a gath|ered | the enchant|ed herbs
            ,       ,         ,    2
      That did | renew | old^Ae|son.
 
LORENZO
                                         ,        ,
                                    In such | a night
           ,     ,     ,                 ,      ,
      Did Jes|sica | steal from | the wealth|y Jew,
       ,      2      T   T     T         ,            x
      And with an | unthrift love | did run | from Venice,
          ,        ,    ,
      As far | as Bel|mont.
 
JESSICA
                                   ,       ___
                            In | such a | night
            ,        ,       ,          ,           ,
      Did young | Loren|zo swear | he loved | her well,
        ,              ,          ,      ,         ,
      Stealing | her soul | with man|y vows | of faith,
            ,        ,     ,
      And nere | a true | one.
 
LORENZO
                                      ,       ___
                               In | such a | night
            ,      ,    ,      T  .   Tx     T
      Did pret|ty Jes|sica |(like a little shrew)
        ,             ,         ,        ,        ,
      Slander | her love,| and he | forgave | it her.
 
JESSICA
          ,           ,          ,     ,        ,
      I would | out-night | you did | nobod|y come:
            ,        ,          ,       ,      ,
      But hark,| I hear | the foot|ing of | a man.
 
[Enter STEPHANO]
 
LORENZO
            ,          ,        ,        ,         ,
      Who comes | so fast | in sil|ence of | the night?
 
STEPHANO
           ,
      A friend.  \\
 
LORENZO
           ,             ,            ,        ,           ,
      A friend,| what friend?| Your name | I pray | you friend?
 
STEPHANO
        ,     ,           ,              ,     ,
      Stepha|no is | my name,| and I / bring word
           ,         ,        ,          ,         ,
      My mist|ress will | before | the break | of day
           ,        ,    ,                ,        ,
      Be here | at Bel|mont, she | doth stray | about
          ,      ,        ,           ,            ,
      By ho|ly cros|ses where | she kneels | and prays
           ,      ,         ,
      For hap|py wed|lock^hours.
 
LORENZO
                                 ,           ,
                                Who comes^|with her?
 
STEPHANO
        ,           ,      ,      ,          ,
      None but | a ho|ly herm|it and | her maid:
          ,         ,        ,      ,         ,
      I pray | you is | my mast|er yet | returned?
 
LORENZO
               ,    ,               ,    ,           ,
      He is / not, nor | we have / not heard | from him,
           ,       ,       ,          ,     ,
      But go | we in | I pray | thee Jes|sica,
           ,    ,   2   ,        ,        ,
      And ce|remon|iously | let us | prepare
            ,        ,          ,        ,         ,
      Some wel|come for | the mist|ress of | the house.
 
[Enter LAUNCELOT]
 
LAUNCELOT
Sola, sola: wo ha ho, sola, sola.
 
LORENZO
Who calls?
 
LAUNCELOT
Sola, did you see Master Lorenzo, and Master Lorenzo, sola, sola.
 
LORENZO
Leave hollaing man, here.
 
LAUNCELOT
Sola, where, where?
 
LORENZO
Here.
 
LAUNCELOT
Tell him there's a post come from my master, with his horn full of good news, my master will be here ere morning sweet soul.
 
[Exit]
 
LORENZO
         T   T   .    T         ,           ,       o
      Let's in, and there | expect | their com|ing.
           ,        ,        ,            ,       ,
      And yet | no mat|ter: why | should we | go in?
            ,       ,        ,     ,       ,
      My friend | Stephan,| signi|fy I | pray you
          ,          ,            ,        ,        ,
      Within | the house,| your mist|ress is | at hand,
            ,           ,       ,        ,        ,
      And bring | your mus|ic forth | into | the air.
            ,           ,    T      T   . T           ,
      How sweet | the moon|light sleeps upon | this bank,
        ,      2      ,          ,           ,         ,
      Here will we | sit, and | let the | sounds of | music
        ,     2        T    T    T          ,          ,
      Creep in our | ears soft still|ness, and | the night
          ,          ,             ,    ,     ,
      Become | the touch|es of / sweet har|mony:
       ,   ,           ,              ,           x
      Sit Jes/sica,| look how | the floor | of heaven
           ,         ,          ,    T   .    T     T
      Is thick | inlaid | with pat|ines of bright gold,
               ,          ,        ,            ,         ,
      There's^not | the small|est orb | which thou | beholdst
           ,        ,        ,        ,       ,
      But in | his mot|ion like | an ang|el sings,
        ,     ,        2        T     T    T     ,
      Still quir/ing to the | young-eyed cher|ubins;
            ,     ,       ,       ,       ,
      Such^har|mony | is in | immort|al souls,
             ,           ,       ,       ,      ,
      But whilst | this mud|dy vest|ure of | decay
             ,        ,         ,       ,          x
      Doth^gross|ly close | in it,| we can|not hear it:
        T   T   .    T       ,     ,        ,
      Come ho, and wake | Dian|a with | a hymn.
             ,         ,         ,            ,         ,
      With sweet|est touch|es pierce | your mist|ress' ear,
            ,          ,          ,
      And draw | her home | with mus|ic.
 
JESSICA
      <- ,        x       ,        ,        T    T    T     o
         I | am never || merry | when I | hear sweet mus|ic.
 
[Music]
 
LORENZO
            ,      ,           x       ,       ,
      The reas|on is,| your spirits | are at|tentive:
           ,         ,        ,          ,       ,
      For do | but note | a wild | and want|on herd
           ,         ,              ,  ,        ,
      Or race | of youth|ful and / unhand|led colts,
        ,         T     T     T    3   3      ,         ,
      Fetching | mad bounds, bel|lowing and neigh|ing loud,
             ,        ,        ,       ,           ,
      Which is | the hot | condit|ion of | their blood,
           ,          ,          ,         ,        ,
      If they | but hear | perchance | a trump|et sound,
          ,    ,        ,       ,             ,
      Or an|y air | of mus|ic touch | their ears,
            ,          ,            ,       ,   2    ,
      You shall | perceive | them make | a mut|ual stand,
             ,        ,       ,           ,        ,
      Their sav|age eyes | turned to | a mod|est gaze,
        2      ,       x         ,        ,               x
      By the sweet | power of | music:| therefore | the poet
            ,            ,        ,      T       T     .     T
      Did feign | that Orph|eus drew | trees, stones, and floods,
               ,          ,          ,          ,         ,
      Since nought | so stock|ish, hard,| and full | of rage,
           ,  ,     2        ,            ,          ,
      But mus|ic for the | time doth | change his | nature,
           ,           ,        ,      ,        ,
      The man | that hath | no mus|ic in | himself,
       T   .  T    T           ,    T   .   T      T
      Nor is not moved | with con|cord of sweet sounds,
          ,          ,          ,      ,           ,
      Is fit | for treas|ons, stra|tagems,| and spoils;
           ,        ,          x           ,         ,
      The mot|ions of | his spirit | are dull | as night,
       ,     2    ,           ,        ,   ,
      And his af|fections | dark as | Ere|bus,
      <-       ,        ,         ,         ,         ,
        Let^||no such^|man be | trusted.| Mark the | music.
 
[Enter PORTIA and NERISSA]
 
PORTIA
             ,         ,         ,       ,        ,
      That light | we see | is burn|ing in | my hall:
           ,          ,        ,        ,           ,
      How far | that lit|tle cand|le throws | his beams,
            ,         ,      ,           ,        ,
      So shines | a good | deed in | a naugh|ty world.
 
NERISSA
                   ,    ,         ,         ,           x
      When the / moon shone | we did | not see | the candle?
 
PORTIA
           ,          ,       ,      ,          ,
      So doth | the great|er glo|ry dim | the less,
         ,      ,        ,      ,               ,
      A sub|stitute | shines bright/ly as | a king
         ,         ,        ,         ,          ,
      Unto | the king | be by,| and then | his state
        ,           ,         ,        ,        ,
      Empties | itself,| as doth | an in|land brook
       ,           ,        ,        ,        ,
      Into | the main | of wat|ers. Mus|ic, hark.
 
NERISSA
                ,   ,      ,      ,         ,
      It is / your mus|ic mad|am of | the house.
 
PORTIA
        ,            ,       ,         ,        ,
      Nothing | is good | I see | without | respect,
           ,      .    T     T    T        ,        ,
      Methinks | it sounds much sweet|er than | by day?
 
NERISSA
       ,            ,            ,       x      ,
      Silence | bestows | that virt|ue on it | madam.
 
PORTIA
            ,           ,         ,       ,         ,
      The crow | doth sing | as sweet|ly as | the lark
             ,       ,      ,        ,        ,
      When neith|er is | attend|ed: and | I think
            ,       ,        ,             ,        ,
      The night|ingale | if she | should sing | by day
            ,       ,          ,          ,           ,
      When eve|ry goose | is cack|ling, would | be thought
       ,  ,             ,        ,          ,
      No bet/ter a | musi|cian than | the wren?
           ,       ,          ,        ,        ,
      How man|y things | by seas|on, seas|oned are
        2        ,        ,            ,       ,
      To their right | praise, and | true per|fection:
        T     T   .    T       ,             ,    ,
      Peace, how the moon | sleeps with | Endy|mion,
            ,          ,      ,
      And would | not be | awaked.
 
[Music ceases]
 
LORENZO
                                         ,         ,
                                   That is | the voice,
         ,        ,         ,         ,    ,
      Or I | am much | deceived | of Por|tia.
 
PORTIA
           ,      ,       .    T    T    T
      He knows | me as | the blind man knows | the
      <-  ,         2       ,    ,
        Cuck||oo* by the / bad voice.
 
LORENZO
                                           ,     ,         ,
                                     Dear la|dy wel|come home?
 
PORTIA
       ,               ,       ,         ,            ,
      We have | been pray|ing for | our hus|bands' healths,
              ,          ,         ,       ,          ,
      Which speed | we hope | the bet|ter for | our words,
       ,              ,
      Are they | returned?
 
LORENZO
                            ,                  ,   ,
                           Madam,| they are / not yet;
            ,          ,       ,      ,        ,
      But there | is come | a mes|senger | before,
          ,     ,          ,     2
      To sig|nify | their com|ing.
 
PORTIA
                                       ,      ,     ->
                                   Go^in | Neris||sa,
        ,     ,        2    ,                  ,    ,
      Give | order | to my serv|ants, that / they take
       T   T   .  T     .  T    Tx   T        ,
      No note at all | of our being ab|sent hence,
           ,       ,       ,     ,        ,
      Nor you | Loren|zo, Jes|sica | nor you.
 
[A tucket sounds]
 
LORENZO
            ,        ,        ,        ,            x
      Your hus|band is | at hand,| I hear | his trumpet,
        2     ,     T    T    T        ,         ,
      We are no | tell-tales mad|am, fear | you not.
 
PORTIA
             ,          ,         ,     .   t   T     T
      This night | methinks | is but | the daylight sick,
           ,        ,       ,        ,       ,
      It looks | a lit|tle pal|er, 'tis | a day,
            ,        ,     ,              ,        ,
      Such^as | the day | is, when | the sun | is hid.
 
[Enter BASSANIO, ANTONIO, GRATIANO, and their followers]
 
BASSANIO
                    ,   ,      ,           ,    ,
      We should / hold day | with the | Anti|podes,
          ,            ,        ,        ,        ,
      If you | would walk | in ab|sence of | the sun.
 
PORTIA
       T   .   T    T          ,        ,         ,
      Let me give light,| but let | me not | be light,
         2    ,       ,           ,        ,      ,
      For a light | wife doth | make a | heavy | husband,
           ,      ,       ,  2   ,        ,
      And nev|er be | Bassan|io so | for me,
           ,          ,       2     ,         ,         ,
      But God | sort^all:| You are wel|come home | my lord.
 
BASSANIO
          ,          ,        ,     ,          2      ,
      I thank | you mad|am, give | welcome | to my friend.
        ,            ,      ,          ,   ,
      This is | the man,| this is | Anton|io,
           ,       ,       ,     ,       ,
      To whom | I am | so in|finite|ly bound.
 
PORTIA
             ,         ,      ,          T    T    .  T
      You should | in all | sense be | much bound to him,
           ,       ,     ,         T    T    .   T
      For as | I hear | he was | much bound for you.
 
ANTONIO
           ,         ,        ,        ,       ,
      No more | than I | am well | acquit|ted of.
 
PORTIA
       ,              ,     ,        ,         ,
      Sir, you | are ver|y wel|come to | our house:
           ,        ,        ,       ,           ,
      It must | appear | in oth|er ways | than words,
        ,             ,             ,         ,     ,
      Therefore | I scant | this breath|ing court|esy.
 
GRATIANO
          ,        ,        ,          ,        ,
      By yond|er moon | I swear | you do | me wrong,
           ,         ,        ,          ,       ,
      In faith | I gave | it to | the judge|'s clerk,
             ,          ,          ,              ,   ,
      Would^he | were gelt | that had | it for / my part,
             ,         ,         ,         ,         ,
      Since you | do take | it love | so much | at heart.
 
PORTIA
          ,       ,       ,        ,            x
      A quar|rel ho | alread|y, what's | the matter?
 
GRATIANO
         ,        ,         ,        ,       ,
      About | a hoop | of gold,| a palt|ry ring
            ,          ,          ,      ,     ___
      That she | did give | me, whose | posy | was
           ,          ,           ,         ,    ,
      For all | the world | like cut|ler's poe|try
        ,        ,       ,             ,         ,
      Upon | a knife;| Love me,| and leave | me not.
 
NERISSA
             ,     ,    2       ,      ,        ,
      What talk | you of the | posy | or the | value:
            ,         ,        ,         ,        ,
      You swore | to me | when I | did give | it you,
            ,            ,         ,           ,         ,
      That you | would wear | it till | your hour | of death,
            ,                 ,    ,         ,          ,
      And that | it should / lie with | you in | your grave,
              ,         ,        ,          ,   2      ,
      Though not | for me,| yet for | your ve|hement oaths,
             ,            ,        ,        ,             x
      You should | have been | respec|tive and | have kept it.
        ,           ,        ,           ,        ,
      Gave it | a judge|'s clerk:| but well | I know
            ,       .    T    T    T      2      ,            x
      The clerk | will nere wear hair | on his face | that had it.
 
GRATIANO
           ,         ,        ,        ,      ,
      He will,| and if | he live | to be | a man.
 
NERISSA
       ,           ,       ,        ,      ,
      Aye, if | a wom|an live | to be | a man.
 
GRATIANO
            ,          ,        ,        ,       ,
      Now* by | this hand | I gave | it to | a youth,
          ,        ,       ,        ,        ,
      A kind | of boy,| a lit|tle scrub|bed boy,
           ,       ,         ,          ,        ,
      No high|er than | thyself,| the judge|'s clerk,
          ,       ,            ,         ,      ,
      A prat|ing boy | that begged | it as | a fee,
          ,      ,             ,        ,       ,
      I could | not for | my heart | deny | it him.
 
PORTIA
            ,         ,         ,         ,           ,
      You were | to blame,| I must | be plain | with you,
       .   T   T    T    ,     2          T     T     T
      To part so slight|ly with your | wife's first gift,
          ,            ,          ,      x           ,
      A thing | stuck^on | with oaths | upon your | finger,
           ,    ,  2            ,        ,          ,
      And so | riveted | with faith | unto | your flesh.
          ,         ,        ,          ,          ,
      I gave | my love | a ring,| and made | him swear
       ,           ,          ,         ,          ,
      Never | to part | with it,| and here | he stands:
          ,         ,          ,                ,       x
      I dare | be sworn | for him,| he would / not leave it,
            ,          ,          ,       ,           ,
      Nor pluck | it from | his fing|er, for | the wealth
          2      ,      ,         ,         ,        ,
      That the world | masters.| Now in | faith Gra|tiano,
            ,           ,       2    ,        ,          ,
      You give | your wife | too^unkind | a cause | of grief,
             ,         ,        ,         ,     ,
      And 'twere | to me | I should | be mad | at it.
 
BASSANIO
          ,          ,        ,     .   T    T   T
      Why I | were best | to cut | my left hand off,
            ,         ,          ,       ,        ,
      And swear | I lost | the ring | defend|ing it.
 
GRATIANO
           ,        ,  2    ,          ,      ,
      My Lord | Bassan|io gave | his ring | away
         ,         ,             ,          ,        ,
      Unto | the judge | that begged | it, and | indeed
           ,         ,          ,         ,          ,
      Deserved | it too:| and then | the boy | his clerk
             ,           ,          ,               ,     ,
      That took | some pains | in writ|ing, he / begged mine,
            ,       ,         ,                ,    ,
      And neith|er man | nor mast|er would / take aught
                 ,    ,
      But the / two rings.
 
PORTIA
                                 ,      ,             ,
                          What ring | gave you | my lord?
            ,        ,           ,         ,         ,
      Not that | I hope | which you | received | of me.
 
BASSANIO
         ,          ,       ,     ,         ,
      If I | could add | a lie | unto | a fault,
          ,         x      ,         ,         ,
      I would | deny it:| but you | see my | finger
            ,          ,      ,         ,        ,
      Hath not | the ring | upon | it, it | is gone.
 
PORTIA
       Tx   T   T                ,     ,          ,
      Even so void | is your / false heart | of truth.
          ,      ,          ,          ,         ,
      By heav|en I | will nere | come^in | your bed
         ,       ,          ,
      Until | I see | the ring.  \\
 
NERISSA
          ,        ,          ,      ,          ,
      Nor I | in yours,| till I | again | see mine.
 
BASSANIO
             ,
      Sweet Por|tia,  \\
          ,          ,         ,        ,          ,
      If you | did know | to whom | I gave | the ring,
          ,          ,     T    T  .   T          ,
      If you | did know | for whom I gave | the ring,
            ,          ,           ,        ,          ,
      And would | conceive | for what | I gave | the ring,
           ,       ,       ,       ,          ,
      And how | unwil|lingly | I left | the ring,
              ,            ,      ,       ,          ,
      When nought | would be | accep|ted but | the ring,
       ,       2    ,            ,           ,        ,
      You would a|bate the | strength of | your dis|pleasure?
 
PORTIA
          ,          ,           ,      ,         ,
      If you | had known | the virt|ue of | the ring,
           ,          ,      ,           ,          ,
      Or half | her worth|iness | that gave | the ring,
                 ,   ,      ,        ,          ,
      Or your / own hon|or to | contain | the ring,
            ,           ,           ,       ,          ,
      You would | not then | have part|ed with | the ring:
            ,         ,          ,        ,   2  ,
      What man | is there | so much | unreas|onable,
          ,           ,       ,     2     ,
      If you | had pleased | to have de|fended | it
      <-      ,       ,         ,     ,            ,    ,
        With an||y terms | of zeal:| wanted | the mod|esty
           ,          ,       ,    2     ,    ,
      To urge | the thing | held as a | cere|mony:
         ,       ,       ,     ,           ,
      Neris|sa teach|es me | what to | believe,
            ,       2     ,      T    Tx   T          ,
      I'll die | for it, but | some woman had | the ring?
 
BASSANIO
       ,          ,      ,       ,        ,
      No by | my hon|or mad|am, by | my soul
          ,        x      ,       ,       ,
      No wom|an had it,| but a | civil | doctor,
             ,        ,             ,        ,     2    ,
      Which did | refuse | three* thous|and duc|ats of me,
             ,           ,          ,        ,        x
      And begged | the ring:| the which | I did | deny him,
           ,         ,        ,         ,        ,
      And suf|fered him | to go | displeased | away:
        2   ,         ,        ,         ,      ,
      Even he | that did | uphold | the ver|y life
                ,     ,       ,        2     ,           ,
      Of my / dear friend.| What should I | say sweet*| lady?
      ,            ,          ,        ,      ,
      I was | enforced | to send | it aft|er him,
      ,          ,           ,           ,     ,
      I was | beset | with shame | and court|esy,
          ,              ,   ,        ,     ,
      My hon|or would / not let | ingrat|itude
           ,           x      ,            ,     ,
      So much | besmear it.| Pardon | me good | lady,
           ,           ,        ,       ,         ,
      For by | these bles|sed cand|les of | the night,
           ,           ,     ,          ,                  ,
      Had you | been there,| I think | you would | have begged
            ,        ,        ,          ,       ,      2->
      The ring | of me,| to give | the worth|y doct||or?
 
PORTIA
           ,           ,      ,           ,         ,
      Let^not | that doct|or ere | come near | my house,
             ,         ,         ,       ,        ,
      Since^he | hath got | the jew|el that | I loved,
            ,           ,          ,          ,         ,
      And that | which you | did swear | to keep | for me,
          ,        ,        ,    ,        ,
      I will | become | as lib|eral | as you,
            ,       ,        ,     ,         ,
      I'll not | deny | him an|y thing | I have,
       T   T   .  T      ,        ,          ,
      No, not my bod|y, nor | my hus|band's bed:
        ,            ,     ,        ,    ,
      Know him | I shall,| I am | well sure / of it.
       T   T  .   T            ,      ,               x
      Lie not a night | from home:| watch me | like^Argus,
          ,        ,       ,        ,       ,
      If you | do not,| if I | be left | alone,
           ,         ,       ,         ,          ,
      Now by | mine^hon|or which | is yet | mine own,
             ,           ,      ,        ,   ,
      I'll have | that doct|or for | my bed|fellow.
 
NERISSA
          ,         ,            ,         ,        ,
      And I | his clerk:| therefore | be well | advised
           ,         ,      ,   2        ,        ,
      How you | do leave | me to mine | own pro|tection.
 
GRATIANO
              ,        ,        ,         ,          ,
      Well*, do | you so:| let^not | me take | him then,
           ,      ,         ,     .    T      T     T
      For if | I do,| I'll mar | the young clerk's pen.
 
ANTONIO
         ,      2   ,      ,    ,    2          ,
      I am | the unhap|py sub|ject of these | quarrels.
 
PORTIA
      ___      T    T   T
      Sir,| grieve not you,  \\
       ,         ,         ,         ,       oo
      You are | welcome | notwith|standing.|
 
BASSANIO
       ,            ,         ,        ,       ,
      Portia,| forgive | me this | enforc|ed wrong,
           ,         ,       ,          ,       ,
      And in | the hear|ing of | these^man|y friends
          ,          ,      x    2        T    T    T
      I swear | to thee,| even by thine^|own fair eyes
            ,      ,        ,
      Wherein | I see | myself.
 
PORTIA
                                  ,              ,
                                Mark you | but that?
           ,         ,         ,       ,         ,
      In both | my eyes | he doub|ly sees | himself:
       .   T   T   T      ,               ,       ,
      In each eye one,| swear by | your doub|le self,
             ,           ,          x
      And there's | an oath | of credit.
 
BASSANIO
                                          ,           ,
                                         Nay, but | hear me.
       ,              ,          ,        ,        ,
      Pardon | this fault,| and by | my soul | I swear
         ,       ,           ,          ,           ,
      I nev|er more | will break | an oath | with thee.
 
ANTONIO
          ,          ,        ,     ,           ,
      I once | did lend | my bod|y for | his wealth,
             ,         ,          ,          ,           ,
      Which^but | for him | that had | your hus|band's ring,
            ,       ,           ,       ,      ,
      Had quite miscarried. I dare be bound again, ????
           ,      ,         ,          ,           ,
      My soul | upon | the for|feit, that | your lord
            ,       ,      T     T    . T     ,
      Will nev|er more | break faith advis|edly.
 
PORTIA
            ,           ,         ,        ,          ,
      Then you | shall be | his sure|ty: give | him this,
           ,            x      ,         ,         ,
      And bid | him keep it | better | than the | other.
 
ANTONIO
        T    T   .  T   2    ,          ,           ,
      Here Lord Bassan|io, swear | to keep | this ring.
 
BASSANIO
            x         ,         ,        ,          ,      2->
      By heaven | it is | the same | I gave | the doct||or.
 
PORTIA
           x      ,        ,        ,      , 2
      I had it | of him:| pardon | me Bas|sanio,
           ,          ,          ,      ,          ,
      For by | this ring | the doct|or lay | with me.
 
NERISSA
           ,       ,         x      ,    ,
      And pard|on me | my gentle | Grati|ano,
                   ,    ,        ,          ,         ,
      For that / same scrub|bed boy | the doct|or's clerk
           ,         ,           ,          ,          ,
      In lieu | of this,| last^night | did lie | with me.
 
GRATIANO
            ,         ,          ,             ,   ,
      Why this | is like | the mend|ing of / highways
          ,         ,           ,          ,       ,
      In sum|mer, where | the ways | are fair | enough:
        ,              ,        ,     ,     2      ,
      What, are | we cuck|olds ere | we have de|served it.
 
PORTIA
        T    T   .   T        ,         ,       ,
      Speak not so gross|ly, You | are all | amazed;
        ,    2     ,         ,        ,          ,
      Here is a | letter,| read it | at your | leisure,
           ,           ,   2   ,        ,   ,
      It comes | from Pad|ua from | Bellar|io,
        ,      2          ,          ,        ,          ,
      There you shall | find that | Portia | was the | doctor,
         ,       ,           ,        ,       ,
      Neris|sa there | her clerk.| Loren|zo here
             ,       ,         ,          ,        ,
      Shall wit|ness I | set forth | as soon | as you,
            x         ,         ,               ,   ,
      And even | but now | returned:| I have / not yet
       ,             ,        ,   2  ,         ,       ->
      Entered | my house.| Anton|io you | are wel||come,
       ,     2      ,        ,         ,          ,
      And | I have bet|ter news | in store | for you
            ,        ,        ,          ,        ,
      Than you | expect:| unseal | this let|ter soon,
        ,                 ,      ,              ,     ,
      There you | shall find | three of | your arg|osies
            ,       ,        ,       ,      ,
      Are rich|ly come | to har|bor sud|denly.
            ,           ,        ,        ,     ,
      You shall | not know | by what | strange ac/cident
          ,       ,         ,
      I chanc|ed on | this let|ter.
 
ANTONIO
                                    ,        ,
                                    I | am dumb.
 
BASSANIO
            ,          ,       ,        ,         ,
      Were you | the doct|or, and | I knew | you not?
 
GRATIANO
            ,          ,           ,        ,         ,      ->
      Were you | the clerk | that is | to make | me cuck||old.
 
NERISSA
       ,       2      ,           ,       ,          x
      Aye,| but the clerk | that nev|er means | to do it,
          ,         ,       ,        ,      ,
      Unless | he live | until | he be | a man.
 
BASSANIO
                ,        ,          ,       ,   ,
      (Sweet* doct|or) you | shall be | my bed|fellow,
           ,       ,         ,     ,              ,
      When I | am ab|sent, then | lie with | my wife.
 
ANTONIO
         ,    ,        2         x          ,         ,
      (Sweet la/dy) you have | given me | life and | living;
            ,        ,          ,        ,         ,
      For here | I read | for cert|ain that | my ships
            ,       ,      x
      Are safe|ly come | to road.
 
PORTIA
                                        ,       ,
                                 How | now Lor|enzo?
           ,                   ,   ,         ,         ,
      My clerk | hath some / good com|forts too | for you.
 
NERISSA
       ,                ,          ,         ,       ,
      Aye, and | I'll give | them him | without | a fee.
        ,            ,        ,         ,     ,
      There do | I give | to you | and Jes|sica
                   ,   ,        ,        ,         ,
      From the / rich Jew,| a spec|ial deed | of gift
       ,   2        ,          ,         ,       ,
      After his | death, of | all he | dies pos|sessed of.
 
LORENZO
        ,   ,              ,   ,               ,
      Fair lad/ies you | drop man/na in | the way
            ,       ,
      Of starved | people.
 
PORTIA
                           ,       ,         ,
                          It is | almost | morning,
           ,     2     ,               ,   ,      ,
      And yet | I am sure | you are / not sat|isfied
           ,        ,          ,     ,           ,
      Of these | events | at full.| Let us | go in,
             ,          ,       ,     2    ,      x
      And charge | us there | upon | interrog|atories,
           ,         ,       ,             ,       ,
      And we | will ans|wer all | things^faith|fully.
 
GRATIANO
       ,           ,         ,      2    ,     x
      Let it | be so:| the first | interro|gatory
            ,      ,       ,          ,          ,
      That my | Neris|sa shall | be sworn | on, is,
        ,                    ,    ,        2      ,       ,
      Whether | till the / next night | she had rath|er stay,
          ,       ,          x      T    T    .  T
      Or go | to bed,| now being | two hours to day,
            ,         ,      ,                ,         ,
      But were | the day | come, I | should wish | it dark,
           ,          ,         ,          ,         ,
      That I | were couch|ing with | the doct|or's clerk.
               ,         ,           ,        ,       ,
      Well*, while | I live,| I'll fear | no oth|er thing
           ,         ,        ,       ,         ,
      So sore,| as keep|ing safe | Neris|sa's ring.
 
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