Merchant of Venice
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In sooth, know not why I am so sad. it wearies me, you say it wearies you.
SCENE I - A street in Venic
Your mind is tossing on the ocean. There, where your argosies with portly sail. But tell not me, I know, Antonio. Is sad to think upon his merchandise.
Believe me, no: I thank my fortune for it. Upon the fortune of this present year. Therefore, my merchandise makes me not sad.
Why, then you are in love.
Here comes Bassanio, Gratiano and Lorenzo.
Is that anything now?
'Tis not unknown to you, Antonio. How much I have disabled mine estate. To unburden all my plots and purposes.
I pray you, good Bassanio, let me know it. My purse, my person, my extremest means. Lie all unlock'd to your occasions.
In Belmont is a lady richly left. And she is fair, and, fairer than that word. Her name is Portia.
Nor is the wide world ignorant of her worth. For the four winds blow in from every coast. O my Antnio, had I but the means .To hold a rival place with her renowned suitors.
Thou knowst that all my fortunes are at sea. Go presently inquirs, and so will I, where money is and I will have it of my trust.
A room at Portia's house
By my troth, Nerissa, my little body is aweary of this great world.
Your father was ever virtuous. Therefore the lottery,that he hath devised in these three chests of gold,silver and lead, whereof who chooses his meaningchooses you
I pray thee, over-name them; and as thou namest them, I will describe them
Ay, that's a colt indeed, for he doth nothing but talk of his horse
First, there is the Neapolitan prince.
He doth nothing but frown. God defend me from these two!
Then there is the County Palatine.
You know I say nothing to him. He is a proper man's picture, but, alas, who can converse with a dumb-show?
What say you, then, to Falconbridge, the young baron of England?
Do you not remember
I remember him well, and I remember him worthy of thy praise.
True, madam: he, of all the men was the best deserving a fair lady.
How now! what news?
If I could bid the fifth welcome with so good a heart as I can bid the other four farewell. Come, Nerissa.
The four strangers seek for you, madam, to take their leave.
END OF COMIC: THE MERCHANT OF VENICE
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