GRATIANO

Well keep me company but two years more Thou shalt not know the found of thine own tongue. Thanks i'faith, for silence is only commendable In a neats togue dried, and a maid not vendable. I have suit to you. You must not deny me, I must go with you to Belmont. Signor Bassanio, hear me, If I do not put on a sober habit, Talk with respect, and swear but now and than, Wear prayer books in my pocket, look demurely, Nay more, while grace is saying hood mine eyes Thus with my hat, and sighs and say amen: Use all the observance of civility Like one well studied in a sad ostent To please his Grandam, never trust me more. Nay but I bar to night, you shall not gage me By what we do to night. And I must to Lorenso and the rest, But we will visit you at supper time. And it is marvel he out-dwells his hour, for lovers ever run before the clock. That ever holds: who riseth from a feast with that keen appetite that he sits down? where is the horse that does untread again his tedious measures with the unbated fire that he did pace them first: all things that are are withmore spirit chased then enjoyed. How Like a younger or a prodigal the skarfed bark puts from her native bay hugd and embraced by the strumpet wind, how Like the prodigal does she return with ouer-wetherd ribs and ragged sails lean, rend, and beggared by the strumpet wind? Now by my hood a gentle, and no Jew. My Lord Bassanio, and my gentle Lady, I wish you all the joy that you can wish: for I am sure you can wish none from me: and when your honours mean to solemnize the bargain of your faith: I do beseech you even at that time I may be married to. I thank your Lordship, you have God m My eyes my Lord can look as swift as yours: you saw the mistress, I beheld the maid: You loved, I loved for intermission, No more pertains to me my lord then you; your fortune stood upon the caskets there, and so did mine to as the matter falls: for wooing here until I sweated again, and swearing till my very rough was dry with oaths of love, at last, if promise last I God a promise of this fair one here to have her love: provided that your fortune achieved her mistress. Yes faith my Lord. Wele play with them the first boy for a thousand ducats. No, we shall never win at that sport and stake down. But who comes here? Lorenzo and his infidel? what, and my old Venecian friend Salerio? Nerrissa, cheer yond stranger, bid her welcome. Your hand Salerio, what's the news from Venice? how does that royal Merchant good Anthonio? I know he will be glad of our success, we are the Jasons, we have won the fleece. I have a wife who I protest I love, I would she were in heaven, so she could entreat some power to change this currish Jew. Oh upright Judge, Mark Jew, o learned Judge. Oh learned judge, mark Jew, a learned judge. Oh Jew, and upright Judge, a learned Judge. A second Daniel, a Daniel Jew, now infidel I have you on the hip. A Daniel still say I, a second Daniel, I thank thee Jew for teaching me that word. Beg that thou mayest have leave to hang thy self, and yet thy wealth being forfeit to the state, thou hast not left the valve of a cord, therefore thou must be hanged at the states charge. A halter gratis, nothing else for Godsake. That will I do. By yonder moon I swear you do me wrong, infaith I gave it to the Judges Clarke, would he were gelded that had it for my partly, since you do take it Love so much at heart. He will, and if he live to be a man. Now by this hand I gave it to a youth, a kind of boy, a little scrubbed boy, no higher then thy self, the Judges Clarke, a prating boy that begged it as a fee, I could not for my heart deny it him. My Lord Bassanio gave his ring away unto the Judge that begged it, and indeed deserved it to? and then the boy his Clarke that took some pains in writing, he begged mine, and neither man nor master would take ought but the two rings. Well do you so: let not me take him then, for if I do, isle mar the young Clark's pen. Were you the Clark that is to make me cuckold. Let it be so, the first intergory that my Nerrissa shall be sworn on, is, whither till the next night she had rather stay, or go to bed now being two hours to day: But were the day come, I should wish it dark till I were couching with the Doctors Clarke. Well, while I live, isle fear no other thing so soar, as keeping safe Nerrissas ring. Where's your Master. Signior Bassanio. Fair sir, you are well overtaken: My L. Bassanio upon more advice, hath sent you here this ring, and does entreat your company at dinner. About a hoop of gold, a paltry ring that she did give me, whose posy was for all the world Like Cutlers poetry upon a knife, Love me, and leave me not. Why this is Like the mending of high ways in Summer where the ways are fair enough? What, are we cuckolds ere we have deserved it. We have not made good preparation. Love, news in faith. Was not that Letter from fair Iessica. Not on thy soul: but on thy soul harsh Jew thou makest thy knife keen: but no mettle can, no, not the hangmans axe bear half the keenenesse of thy sharp envy: can no prayers pierce thee? Oh be thou damned, inexecrable dog, And for thy life let justice be accused; Thou almost makest me waver in my faith, to hold opinion with Pythagoras, that souls of Animals infuse themselves into the trunks of men: Thy currish spirit governed a Wolf, who hanged for human slaughter even from the gallows did his fell soul fleet, and whilst thou layest in thy unhallowed dam; infused it self in thee: for thy desires are wolvish, bloody, starved, and ravenous. This is the penthouse under which Lorenzo desired us to make stand.