The Same. A Room in SHYLOCK'S House. |
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Enter JESSICA and LAUNCELOT. |
Jes. I am sorry thou wilt leave my father so: |
Our house is hell, and thou, a merry devil, |
Didst rob it of some taste of tediousness. |
But fare thee well; there is a ducat for thee: |
And, Launcelot, soon at supper shalt thou see |
Lorenzo, who is thy new master's guest: |
Give him this letter; do it secretly; |
And so farewell: I would not have my father |
See me in talk with thee. |
Laun. Adieu! tears exhibit my tongue. Most beautiful pagan, most sweet Jew! If a Christian did not play the knave and get thee, I am much deceived. But, adieu! these foolish drops do somewhat drown my manly spirit: adieu! |
Jes. Farewell, good Launcelot. [Exit LAUNCELOT. |
Alack, what heinous sin is it in me |
To be asham'd to be my father's child! |
But though I am a daughter to his blood, |
I am not to his manners. O Lorenzo! |
If thou keep promise, I shall end this strife, |
Become a Christian, and thy loving wife. [Exit. |
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