ACT II SCENE VIII | Venice. A street. | |
[Enter SALARINO and SALANIO] |
SALARINO | Why, man, I saw Bassanio under sail: |
| With him is Gratiano gone along; |
| And in their ship I am sure Lorenzo is not. |
SALANIO | The villain Jew with outcries raised the duke, |
| Who went with him to search Bassanio's ship. |
SALARINO | He came too late, the ship was under sail: |
| But there the duke was given to understand |
| That in a gondola were seen together |
| Lorenzo and his amorous Jessica: |
| Besides, Antonio certified the duke | 10 |
| They were not with Bassanio in his ship. |
SALANIO | I never heard a passion so confused, |
| So strange, outrageous, and so variable, |
| As the dog Jew did utter in the streets: |
| 'My daughter! O my ducats! O my daughter! |
| Fled with a Christian! O my Christian ducats! |
| Justice! the law! my ducats, and my daughter! |
| A sealed bag, two sealed bags of ducats, |
| Of double ducats, stolen from me by my daughter! |
| And jewels, two stones, two rich and precious stones, | 20 |
| Stolen by my daughter! Justice! find the girl; |
| She hath the stones upon her, and the ducats.' |
SALARINO | Why, all the boys in Venice follow him, |
| Crying, his stones, his daughter, and his ducats. |
SALANIO | Let good Antonio look he keep his day, |
| Or he shall pay for this. |
SALARINO | Marry, well remember'd. |
| I reason'd with a Frenchman yesterday, |
| Who told me, in the narrow seas that part |
| The French and English, there miscarried |
| A vessel of our country richly fraught: | 30 |
| I thought upon Antonio when he told me; |
| And wish'd in silence that it were not his. |
SALANIO | You were best to tell Antonio what you hear; |
| Yet do not suddenly, for it may grieve him. |
SALARINO | A kinder gentleman treads not the earth. |
| I saw Bassanio and Antonio part: |
| Bassanio told him he would make some speed
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| Of his return: he answer'd, 'Do not so; |
| Slubber not business for my sake, Bassanio |
| But stay the very riping of the time; | 40 |
| And for the Jew's bond which he hath of me, |
| Let it not enter in your mind of love: |
| Be merry, and employ your chiefest thoughts |
| To courtship and such fair ostents of love |
| As shall conveniently become you there:' |
| And even there, his eye being big with tears, |
| Turning his face, he put his hand behind him, |
| And with affection wondrous sensible |
| He wrung Bassanio's hand; and so they parted. |
SALANIO | I think he only loves the world for him. | 50 |
| I pray thee, let us go and find him out |
| And quicken his embraced heaviness |
| With some delight or other. |
SALARINO | Do we so. |
[Exeunt] |