Here comes another of the tribe: a third cannot be
matched, unless the devil himself turn Jew.

Out upon it, old carrion! rebels it at these years?

That's certain, if the devil may be her judge.

And Shylock, for his own part, knew the bird was
fledged; and then it is the complexion of them all
to leave the dam.

Let me say 'amen' betimes, lest the devil cross my
prayer, for here he comes in the likeness of a Jew.
Enter SHYLOCK
How now, Shylock! what news among the merchants?

Ha! what sayest thou? Why, the end is, he hath
lost a ship.

I would she were as lying a gossip in that as ever
knapped ginger or made her neighbours believe she
wept for the death of a third husband. But it is
true, without any slips of prolixity or crossing the
plain highway of talk, that the good Antonio, the
honest ...

Now, what news on the Rialto?

I think he only loves the world for him.
I pray thee, let us go and find him out
And quicken his embraced heaviness
With some delight or other.

You were best to tell Antonio what you hear;
Yet do not suddenly, for it may grieve him.

Let good Antonio look he keep his day,
Or he shall pay for this.

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 ...

The villain Jew with outcries raised the duke,
Who went with him to search Bassanio's ship.

And so will I.

Ay, marry, I'll be gone about it straight.

'Tis vile, unless it may be quaintly order'd,
And better in my mind not undertook.

Here comes Bassanio, your most noble kinsman,
Gratiano and Lorenzo. Fare ye well:
We leave you now with better company.

Believe me, sir, had I such venture forth,
The better part of my affections would
Be with my hopes abroad. I should be still
Plucking the grass, to know where sits the wind,
Peering in maps for ports and piers and roads;
And every object that might make me fear ...