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smiles not: I fear he will prove the weepingphilosopher when he grows old, being so full <strong>of</strong>unmannerly sadness in his youth. I had rather bemarried to a death's-head w<strong>it</strong>h a bone in his mouththan to e<strong>it</strong>her <strong>of</strong> these. God defend me from thesetwo!NERISSAHow say you by the French lord, Monsieur Le Bon?PORTIAGod made him, and therefore let him pass for a man.In truth, I know <strong>it</strong> is a sin to be a mocker: but,he! why, he hath a horse better than theNeapol<strong>it</strong>an's, a better bad hab<strong>it</strong> <strong>of</strong> frowning thanthe Count Palatine; he is every man in no man; if athrostle sing, he falls straight a capering: he willfence w<strong>it</strong>h his own shadow: if I should marry him, Ishould marry twenty husbands. If he would despise meI would forgive him, for if he love me to madness, Ishall never requ<strong>it</strong>e him.NERISSAWhat say you, then, to Falconbridge, the young baron<strong>of</strong> England?PORTIAYou know I say nothing to him, for he understandsnot me, nor I him: he hath ne<strong>it</strong>her Latin, French,nor Italian, and you will come into the court andswear that I have a poor pennyworth in the English.He is a proper man's picture, but, alas, who canconverse w<strong>it</strong>h a dumb-show? How oddly he is su<strong>it</strong>ed!I think he bought his doublet in Italy, his roundhose in France, his bonnet in Germany and hisbehavior every where.14