How like a afawning publican he looks! I hate him for he is a Christian
This is signior Antonio
v[Aside] How like afawning publican he looks!I hate him for he is a Christian,But more for that in low simplicityHe lends out money gratis and brings downThe 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.He hates our sacred nation, and he rails,Even there where merchants most do congregate,On me, my bargains and my well-won thrift,Which he calls interest. Cursed be my tribe,If I forgive him!
I am debating of mypresent store,And, by the near guess of my memory,I cannot instantly raise up the grossOf full three thousand ducats. What of that?Tubal, a wealthy Hebrew of my tribe,Will furnish me. But soft! how many monthsDo you desire?
Shylock, do you hear?
Ay, ay, three thousand ducats.
And for three months.
Shylock, although Ineither lend nor borrowBy taking nor by giving of excess,Yet, to supply the ripe wants of my friend,I'll break a custom. Is he yet possess'dHow much ye would?
Three thousand ducats;'tis a good round sum.Three months from twelve; then, let me see; the rate--
Well, Shylock, shall webe beholding to you?
This kindness will Ishow.Go with me to a notary, seal me thereYour single bond; and, in a merry sport,If you repay me not on such a day,In such a place, such sum or sums as areExpress'd in the condition, let the forfeitBe nominated for an equal poundOf your fair flesh, to be cut off and takenIn what part of your body pleaseth me.
Content, i' faith: I'llseal to such a bondAnd say there is much kindness in the Jew.
You shall not seal tosuch a bond for me:I'll rather dwell in my necessity.