All of Shakespeare’s plays.
I pray you, give me leave to go from hence;
I am not well: send the deed after me,
And I will sign it.
I am content.
Nay, take my life and all; pardon not that:
You take my house when you do take the prop
That doth sustain my house; you take my life
When you do take the means whereby I live.
Why, then the devil give him good of it!
I'll stay no longer question.
Shall I not have barely my principal?
Give me my principal, and let me go.
I take this offer, then; pay the bond thrice
And let the Christian go.
Is that the law?
Most learned judge! A sentence! Come, prepare!
Most rightful judge!
These be the Christian husbands. I have a daughter;
Would any of the stock of Barrabas
Had been her husband rather than a Christian!
We trifle time: I pray thee, pursue sentence.
I cannot find it; 'tis not in the bond.
Is it so nominated in the bond?
I have them ready.
Ay, his breast:
So says the bond: doth it not, noble judge?
'Nearest his heart:' those are the very words.
'Tis very true: O wise and upright judge!
How much more elder art thou than thy looks!
O noble judge! O excellent young man!
When it is paid according to the tenor.
It doth appear you are a worthy judge;
You know the law, your exposition
Hath been most sound: I charge you by the law,
Whereof you are a well-deserving pillar,
Proceed to judgment: by my soul I swear
There is no power ...
An oath, an oath, I have an oath in heaven:
Shall I lay perjury upon my soul?
No, not for Venice.
Here 'tis, most reverend doctor, here it is.
A Daniel come to judgment! yea, a Daniel!
O wise young judge, how I do honour thee!
My deeds upon my head! I crave the law,
The penalty and forfeit of my bond.
On what compulsion must I? tell me that.
Shylock is my name.
Till thou canst rail the seal from off my bond,
Thou but offend'st thy lungs to speak so loud:
Repair thy wit, good youth, or it will fall
To cureless ruin. I stand here for law.
No, none that thou hast wit enough to make.
To cut the forfeiture from that bankrupt there.
What judgment shall I dread, doing no wrong?
You have among you many a purchased slave,
Which, like your asses and your dogs and mules,
You use in abject and in slavish parts,
Because you bought them: shall I say to you,
Let them be free, marry them to your ...
What judgment shall I dread, doing
Were in six parts and every part a ducat,
I would not draw them; I would have my bond.
What, wouldst thou have a serpent sting thee twice?
Hates any man the thing he would not kill?
I am not bound to please thee with my answers.
I have possess'd your grace of what I purpose;
And by our holy Sabbath have I sworn
To have the due and forfeit of my bond:
If you deny it, let the danger light
Upon your charter and your city's freedom.
You'll ask me, why I rather ...
I'll have my bond; I will not hear thee speak:
I'll have my bond; and therefore speak no more.
I'll not be made a soft and dull-eyed fool,
To shake the head, relent, and sigh, and yield
To Christian intercessors. Follow not;
I'll have no speaking ...
I'll have my bond; speak not against my bond:
I have sworn an oath that I will have my bond.
Thou call'dst me dog before thou hadst a cause;
But, since I am a dog, beware my fangs:
The duke shall grant me justice. I do wonder,
Gaoler, look to him: tell not me of mercy;
This is the fool that lent out money gratis:
Gaoler, look to him.
Nay, that's true, that's very true. Go, Tubal, fee
me an officer; bespeak him a fortnight before. I
will have the heart of him, if he forfeit; for, were
he out of Venice, I can make what merchandise I
will. Go, go, Tubal, and meet me at our ...
Out upon her! Thou torturest me, Tubal: it was my
turquoise; I had it of Leah when I was a bachelor:
I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkeys.
I am very glad of it: I'll plague him; I'll torture
him: I am glad of it.
Thou stickest a dagger in me: I shall never see my
gold again: fourscore ducats at a sitting!
I thank thee, good Tubal: good news, good news!
ha, ha! where? in Genoa?
I thank God, I thank God. Is't true, is't true?
What, what, what? ill luck, ill luck?
Why, there, there, there, there! a diamond gone,
cost me two thousand ducats in Frankfort! The curse
never fell upon our nation till now; I never felt it
till now: two thousand ducats in that; and other
precious, precious jewels. I would my daughter
were dead at my foot, and ...
How now, Tubal! what news from Genoa? hast thou
found my daughter?
To bait fish withal: if it will feed nothing else,
it will feed my revenge. He hath disgraced me, and
hindered me half a million; laughed at my losses,
mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my
bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine
enemies; and what's his reason ...
There I have another bad match: a bankrupt, a
prodigal, who dare scarce show his head on the
Rialto; a beggar, that was used to come so smug upon
the mart; let him look to his bond: he was wont to
call me usurer; let him look to his bond ...
I say, my daughter is my flesh and blood.
My own flesh and blood to rebel!
She is damned for it.
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