Belmont. A Room in PORTIA'S House. |
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Enter PORTIA, NERISSA, LORENZO, JESSICA, and BALTHAZAR. |
Lor. Madam, although I speak it in your presence, |
You have a noble and a true conceit |
Of god-like amity; which appears most strongly |
In bearing thus the absence of your lord. |
But if you knew to whom you show this honour, |
How true a gentleman you send relief, |
How dear a lover of my lord your husband, |
I know you would be prouder of the work |
Than customary bounty can enforce you. |
Por. I never did repent for doing good, |
Nor shall not now: for in companions |
That do converse and waste the time together, |
Whose souls do bear an equal yoke of love, |
There must be needs a like proportion |
Of lineaments, of manners, and of spirit; |
Which makes me think that this Antonio, |
Being the bosom lover of my lord, |
Must needs be like my lord. If it be so, |
How little is the cost I have bestow'd |
In purchasing the semblance of my soul |
From out the state of hellish cruelty! |
This comes too near the praising of myself; |
Therefore, no more of it: hear other things. |
Lorenzo, I commit into your hands |
The husbandry and manage of my house |
Until my lord's return: for mine own part, |
I have toward heaven breath'd a secret vow |
To live in prayer and contemplation, |
Only attended by Nerissa here, |
Until her husband and my lord's return. |
There is a monastery two miles off, |
And there will we abide. I do desire you |
Not to deny this imposition, |
The which my love and some necessity |
Now lays upon you. |
Lor. Madam, with all my heart: |
I shall obey you in all fair commands. |
Por. My people do already know my mind, |
And will acknowledge you and Jessica |
In place of Lord Bassanio and myself. |
So fare you well till we shall meet again. |
Lor. Fair thoughts and happy hours attend on you! |
Jes. I wish your ladyship all heart's content. |
Por. I thank you for your wish, and am well pleas'd |
To wish it back on you: fare you well, Jessica. [Exeunt JESSICA and LORENZO. |
Now, Balthazar, |
As I have ever found thee honest-true, |
So let me find thee still. Take this same letter, |
And use thou all the endeavour of a man |
In speed to Padua: see thou render this |
Into my cousin's hand, Doctor Bellario; |
And, look, what notes and garments he doth give thee, |
Bring them, I pray thee, with imagin'd speed |
Unto the traject, to the common ferry |
Which trades to Venice. Waste no time in words, |
But get thee gone: I shall be there before thee. |
Balth. Madam, I go with all convenient speed. [Exit. |
Por. Come on, Nerissa: I have work in hand |
That you yet know not of: we'll see our husbands |
Before they think of us. |
Ner. Shall they see us? |
Por. They shall, Nerissa; but in such a habit |
That they shall think we are accomplished |
With that we lack. I'll hold thee any wager, |
When we are both accoutred like young men, |
I'll prove the prettier fellow of the two, |
And wear my dagger with the braver grace, |
And speak between the change of man and boy |
With a reed voice, and turn two mincing steps |
Into a manly stride, and speak of frays |
Like a fine bragging youth, and tell quaint lies, |
How honourable ladies sought my love, |
Which I denying, they fell sick and died: |
I could not do withal; then I'll repent, |
And wish, for all that, that I had not kill'd them: |
And twenty of these puny lies I'll tell, |
That men shall swear I have discontinu'd school |
Above a twelvemonth. I have within my mind |
A thousand raw tricks of these bragging Jacks, |
Which I will practise. |
Ner. Why, shall we turn to men? |
Por. Fie, what a question's that, |
If thou wert near a lewd interpreter! |
But come: I'll tell thee all my whole device |
When I am in my coach, which stays for us |
At the park gate; and therefore haste away, |
For we must measure twenty miles to-day. [Exeunt. |
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