Shakespeare's comedy of the Merchant of Venice (Google eBook)

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American Book Company, 1903 - Jews - 236 pages
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Page 91 - A Song, whilst BASSANIO comments on the caskets to himself. Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply. It is engender'd in the eyes, With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. Let us all ring fancy's knell; 70 /'// begin
Page 95 - But she may learn ; happier than this, She is not bred so dull but she can learn ; Happiest of all in that her gentle spirit Commits itself to yours to be directed, As from her lord, her governor, her king. Myself and what is mine to you and yours Is now con
Page 50 - which your prophet, the Nazarite, conjured the devil into. I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following; but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor pray with you. — What news on the Rialto? — Who is he comes here? Enter ANTONIO Bassanio. This is Signior Antonio.
Page 54 - Your 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 are Express'd in the condition, let the forfeit Be nominated for an equal pound Of your fair flesh, to be cut off and taken In what part of your body pleaseth me.
Page 86 - Shylock. To bait fish withal; if it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge. He hath disgraced me and hindered me half a million, laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated
Page 60 - according to fates and destinies and such odd sayings, the sisters three and such branches of learning— is indeed deceased, or, as you would say in plain terms, gone to heaven. Gobbo. Marry, God forbid! the boy was the very staff of my age, my very prop. Gobbo. Alack the day! I know you not, young
Page 85 - Shylock. My own flesh and blood to rebel! Salarino. There is more difference between thy flesh and hers than between jet and ivory; more between your bloods than there is between red wine and Rhenish. But tell us, do you hear whether Antonio have had any loss at sea or no
Page 204 - As Philomel in summer's front doth sing, And stops her pipe in growth of riper days; Not that the summer is less pleasant now Than when her mournful hymns did hush the night, But that wild music burthens every bough, And sweets grown common lose their dear delight.
Page 210 - If thou wilt lend this money, lend it not As to thy friends; for when did friendship take A breed of barren metal of his friend ? But lend it rather to thine enemy, Who if he break, thou mayst with better face Exact the penalty.
Page 119 - Portia. I pray you, let me look upon the bond. Shylock. Here *t is, most reverend doctor, here it is. Portia. Shylock, there 's thrice thy money offer'd thee. Shylock. An oath, an oath, I have an oath in heaven ; Shall I lay perjury upon my soul

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