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... Laun . Certainly my conscience will serve me to run from this Jew my master . The fiend is at mine elbow , and tempts me , saying to me , " Gobbo , Launcelot Gobbo , good Launcelot , " or " good Gobbo , " or " good Launcelot Gobbo , use ...
... Laun . Certainly my conscience will serve me to run from this Jew my master . The fiend is at mine elbow , and tempts me , saying to me , " Gobbo , Launcelot Gobbo , good Launcelot , " or " good Gobbo , " or " good Launcelot Gobbo , use ...
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... Laun . [ Aside ] O heavens , this is my true - begotten father ! who , being more than sand - blind , high- gravel blind , knows me not . I will try con- fusions with him . Gob . Master young gentleman , I pray you , which is the way to ...
... Laun . [ Aside ] O heavens , this is my true - begotten father ! who , being more than sand - blind , high- gravel blind , knows me not . I will try con- fusions with him . Gob . Master young gentleman , I pray you , which is the way to ...
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... Laun . Well , let his father be what a ' will , we talk of young Master Launcelot . Gob . Your worship's friend , and Launcelot , sir . Laun . But I pray you , ergo , old man , ergo , I beseech you , talk you of young Master Launcelot ...
... Laun . Well , let his father be what a ' will , we talk of young Master Launcelot . Gob . Your worship's friend , and Launcelot , sir . Laun . But I pray you , ergo , old man , ergo , I beseech you , talk you of young Master Launcelot ...
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... Laun . To him , father . Gob . God bless your worship ! [ Exit a Servant . Bass . Gramercy ! wouldst thou aught with me ? Gob . Here's my son , sir , a poor boy , - Laun . Not a poor boy , sir , but the rich Jew's man ; 130 that would ...
... Laun . To him , father . Gob . God bless your worship ! [ Exit a Servant . Bass . Gramercy ! wouldst thou aught with me ? Gob . Here's my son , sir , a poor boy , - Laun . Not a poor boy , sir , but the rich Jew's man ; 130 that would ...
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... Laun . In very brief , the suit is impertinent to my- self , as your worship shall know by this honest old man ; and , though I say it , though old man , yet poor man , my father . Bass . One speak for both . What would you ? Laun ...
... Laun . In very brief , the suit is impertinent to my- self , as your worship shall know by this honest old man ; and , though I say it , though old man , yet poor man , my father . Bass . One speak for both . What would you ? Laun ...
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Page 17 - How like a fawning publican he looks ! I hate him for he is a Christian, But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Page 51 - 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.
Page 19 - Mark you this, Bassanio, The devil can cite scripture for his purpose. An evil soul producing holy witness Is like a villain with a smiling cheek ; A goodly apple rotten at the heart ; O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath ! Shy.
Page 6 - And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man whose blood is warm within Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster...
Page 81 - And earthly power doth then show likest God's, When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, — That in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation ; we do pray for mercy ; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy. I have spoke thus much, To mitigate the justice of thy plea ; Which if thou follow, this strict court of Venice Must needs give sentence 'gainst the merchant there.
Page 92 - The moon shines bright : — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise...
Page 82 - I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart. If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority : To do a great right, do a little wrong, And curb this cruel devil of his will.
Page 95 - But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils.
Page 19 - Shylock, we would have moneys"; you say so; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard, And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold: moneys is your suit. What should I say to you? Should I not say, "Hath a dog money, is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats?
Page 94 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins: Such harmony is in immortal souls; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we...