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Title: Shakespeare's comedy of the Merchant of Venice
Year: 1914 (1910s)
Authors: Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616 Linton James Dromgole, 1840-1916, ill Hazen, Frank, binding designer Hodder and Stoughton, publisher
Subjects: Shylock (Fictitious character) Jews Moneylenders
Publisher: New York, London : Hodder & Stoughton
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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we do to-night. Bass. No, that were pity: I would entreat you rather to put onYour boldest suit of mirth, for we have friendsThat purpose merriment. But fare you well:I have some business. Gra. And I must to Lorenzo and the rest: But we will visit you at supper-time. (Exeunt. 43 (act II. SCENE III The same. A room in Shylocks house. 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 seeLorenzo, who is thy new masters guest:Give him this letter ; do it secretly ;And so farewell: I would not have my fatherSee me in talk with thee. Laun. Adieu! tears exhibit my tongue. Mostbeautiful pagan, most sweet Jew, adieu: thesefoolish drops do something drown my manlyspirit: adieu. Jes. Farewell, good Launcelot. \Exit Launcelot.Alack, what heinous sin is it in meTo be ashamed to be my fathers child I 44
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Jessica and Launcelot. sc. III.) MERCHANT OF VENICE But though I am a daughter to his blood,I am not to his manners. O Lorenzo,If thou keep promise, I shall end thisstrifeBecome a Christian and thy loving wife. (ExU. 45 (act II. SCENE IV The same. A street. Enter Gratiano, Lorenzo, Salarino,and Salanio. Lor. Nay, we will slink away in supper-time. Disguise us at my lodging and return, All in an hour.Gra. We have not made good preparation.Salar. We have not spoke us yet of torch-bearers.Salan. Tis vile, unless it may be quaintly orderd. And better in my mind not undertook.Lor. Tis now but four oclock : we have two hours To furnish us. Enter Launcelot, with a letter. Friend Launcelot, whats the news ?Laun. An it shall please you to break up this, itshall seem to signify.46 sc. IV.) MERCHANT OF VENICE Lor. I know the hand: in faith, tis a fair hand, And whiter than the paper it writ on Is the fair hand that writ.Gra. Love-news, in faith. Laun. By your leave, sir.Lor. Whither goest thou ?

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