And, when the work <strong>of</strong> generation wasBetween these woolly breeders in the act,<strong>The</strong> skilful shepherd peel'd me certain wands,And, in the doing <strong>of</strong> the deed <strong>of</strong> kind,He stuck them up before the fulsome ewes,Who then conceiving did in eaning timeFall parti-colour'd lambs, and those were Jacob's.This was a way to thrive, and he was blest:And thrift is blessing, if men steal <strong>it</strong> not.ANTONIOThis was a venture, sir, that Jacob served for;A thing not in his power to bring to pass,But sway'd and fashion'd by the hand <strong>of</strong> heaven.Was this inserted to make interest good?Or is your gold and silver ewes and rams?SHYLOCKI cannot tell; I make <strong>it</strong> breed as fast:But note me, signior.ANTONIOMark you this, Bassanio,<strong>The</strong> devil can c<strong>it</strong>e Scripture for his purpose.An evil soul producing holy w<strong>it</strong>nessIs like a villain w<strong>it</strong>h a smiling cheek,A goodly apple rotten at the heart:O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!SHYLOCKThree thousand ducats; 'tis a good round sum.Three months from twelve; then, let me see; the rate—ANTONIOWell, Shylock, shall we be beholding to you?22
SHYLOCKSignior Antonio, many a time and <strong>of</strong>tIn the Rialto you have rated meAbout my moneys and my usances:Still have I borne <strong>it</strong> w<strong>it</strong>h a patient shrug,For sufferance is the badge <strong>of</strong> all our tribe.You call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog,And sp<strong>it</strong> upon my Jewish gaberdine,And all for use <strong>of</strong> that which is mine own.Well then, <strong>it</strong> now appears you need my help:Go to, then; you come to me, and you say'Shylock, we would have moneys:' you say so;You, that did void your rheum upon my beardAnd foot me as you spurn a stranger curOver your threshold: moneys is your su<strong>it</strong>What should I say to you? Should I not say'Hath a dog money? is <strong>it</strong> possibleA cur can lend three thousand ducats?' OrShall I bend low and in a bondman's key,W<strong>it</strong>h bated breath and whispering humbleness, Say this;'Fair sir, you sp<strong>it</strong> on me on Wednesday last;You spurn'd me such a day; another timeYou call'd me dog; and for these courtesiesI'll lend you thus much moneys'?ANTONIOI am as like to call thee so again,To sp<strong>it</strong> on thee again, to spurn thee too.If thou wilt lend this money, lend <strong>it</strong> notAs to thy friends; for when did friendship takeA breed for barren metal <strong>of</strong> his friend?But lend <strong>it</strong> rather to thine enemy,Who, if he break, thou mayst w<strong>it</strong>h better faceExact the penalty.SHYLOCKWhy, look you, how you storm!I would be friends w<strong>it</strong>h you and have your love,23
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