re now no longer used. "May be
meant," _id est_, meaning by that, &c.]
[Footnote 74: _--the fool multitude_; The foolish multitude.]
[Footnote 75: _--I wis_,; I know.]
SCENE II.--RIALTO BRIDGE (A), AND GRAND CANAL.
_Enter_ SALARINO _and_ SALANIO.
_Salar_. Why, man, I saw Bassanio under sail;
With him is Gratiano gone along;
And in their ship, I am sure, Lorenzo is not.
_Sal_. The villain Jew with outcries rais'd the duke;
Who went with him to search Bassanio's ship.
_Salar_. 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,
They were not with Bassanio in his ship.
_Sal_. I never heard a passion so confus'd,
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.!"_
Let good Antonio look he keep his day,
Or he shall pay for this.
_Salar_. Marry, well remember'd: I reason'd[78] with a Frenchman
yesterday, who told me that Antonio hath a ship of rich lading wreck'd
on the narrow seas that part the French and English,--the Goodwins, I
think they call the place--a very dangerous flat and fatal, where the
carcases of many a tall ship lie buried, as they say, if my gossip
report be an honest woman of her word.
_Sal_. I would she were as lying a gossip in that, as ever knapp'd
ginger,[79] or made her neighbours believe she wept for the death of a
third husband: But it is true, that the good Antonio, the honest
Antonio,--O, that I had a title good enough to keep his name company!--
_Salar_. Come, the full stop.
_Sal_. Why, the end is, he hath lost a ship.
_Salar_. I would it might prove the end of his losses!
_Sal_. Let me say amen betimes, lest the devil cross my prayer; for here
he comes in the likeness of a Jew.
_Enter_ SHYLOCK.
_Salar_. How now, Shylock? what news among the merchants?
_Shy_. You knew, none so well, none so well as you, of my daughter's
flight?
_Sal_. That's certain. I, for my part, knew the tailor that made the
wings she flew withal.
_Salar_. And Shylock, for his own part, knew the bird was fledg'd; and
then it is the complexion of them all to leave the dam.
_Shy_. She is damn'd for it.
_Sal_. That's certain, if the devil may be her judge.
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