They are as sick, that surfeit with too much, as they that starve with nothing.

The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2.

Superfluity comes sooner by white hairs, but competency lives longer.

Ibid.

If to do were as easy as to know what were good to Jo, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. God made him, and therefore let him pass for a man.

I dote on his very absence.

Ibid.

Ibid.

Ibid.

Ships are but boards, sailors but men: there be landrats and water-rats, water-thieves and land-thieves.

Act i. Sc. 3.

I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following, but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor pray with you. news on the Rialto?

What

Ibid.

I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.

Ibid.

Even there where merchants most do congregate.

Ibid.

The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.

Ibid.

A goodly apple rotten at the heart:
O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!

Ibid.

Many a time and oft

In the Rialto you have rated me.

Ibid.

For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe.

Ibid.

And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine.

Ibid.

In a bondman's key,

With bated breath and whispering humbleness.

Ibid.

When did friendship take

A breed for barren metal of his friend?

The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.

Mislike me not for my complexion,

The shadowed livery of the burnished sun. Act ii. Sc. 1.

According to Fates and Destinies and such odd sayings, the Sisters Three and such branches of learning.

The very staff of my age, my very prop.

It is a wise father that knows his own child.

Act ii. Sc. 2.

And the vile squeaking of the wry-necked fife.

All things that are,

Ibid.

Ibid.

Act ii. Sc. 5.

Are with more spirit chased than enjoyed.
How like a younker or a prodigal,
The scarfed bark puts from her native bay,
Hugged and embraced by the strumpet wind!
How like the prodigal doth she return,
With over-weathered ribs and ragged sails,
Lean, rent, and beggared by the strumpet wind!

But love is blind and lovers cannot see
The pretty follies that themselves commit.

Act ii. Sc. 6.

Ibid.

If my gossip Report be an honest woman of her word.

Act iii. Sc. 1.

If it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge. Ibid. I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions?

Ibid.

The villany you teach me, I will execute, and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.

Ibid.

Makes a swan-like end,

Fading in music.

The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Tell me where is fancy bred,

Or in the heart or in the head?

How begot, how nourished?
Reply, reply.

In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt

But, being seasoned with a gracious voice,
Obscures the show of evil?

Ibid.

Ibid.

The kindest man,

The best-conditioned and unwearied spirit

In doing courtesies.

Ibid.

Thus when I shun Scylla, your father, I fall into

What! wouldst thou have a serpent sting thee twice?

Ibid.

I am a tainted wether of the flock.

Ibid.

I never knew so young a body with so old a head.

Ibid.

The quality of mercy is not strained,

It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath: it is twice blest;

It blesseth him that gives and him that takes:
'T is mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes
The throned monarch better than his crown:
His sceptre shows the force of temporal power,
The attribute to awe and majesty,

1 Incidis in Scyllam cupiens vitare Charybdim. — Philippe Gualtier (about the thirteenth century), Alexandreis, Book v. Line 301.

Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; is above this sceptred sway;

But mercy

It is enthroned in the hearts of kings,

It is an attribute to God himself;

And earthly power doth then show likest God's,
When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew,
Though justice be thy plea, consider this,
That, in the course of justice, none of us
Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy;
And that same prayer doth teach us all to render
The deeds of mercy.

The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.

A Daniel come to judgment! yea, a Daniel!

Is it so nominated in the bond?1

"T is not in the bond.

Speak me fair in death.

A second Daniel, a Daniel, Jew!
Now, infidel, I have you on the hip.

Ibid.

Ibid.

Ibid.

Ibid.

Ibid.

I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word.

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.
He is well paid that is well satisfied.

How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank!
Here we will sit and let the sounds of music
Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night
Become the touches of sweet harmony.
Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven
Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold:

1 'It is not nominated in the bond,' White.

Ibid.

Ibid.

Ibid.

There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st
But in his motion like an angel sings,
Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins;
Such harmony is in immortal souls;
But whilst this muddy vesture of decay
Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.

The Merchant of Venice. Act v. Sc. 1.

I am never merry when I hear sweet music.

The man that hath no music in himself,

Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds,

Ibid.

Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils;
The motions of his spirit are dull as night
And his affections dark as Erebus:

Let no such man be trusted.

Ibid.

How far that little candle throws his beams!
So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
How many things by season seasoned are
To their right praise and true perfection!
This night methinks is but the daylight sick.
These blessed candles of the night.

:

Ibid.

Ibid.

Ibid.

Ibid.

Well said that was laid on with a trowel.

O, how full of briers is this working-day world!

Ibid.

Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold.

Ibid.

We'll have a swashing and a martial outside,
As many other mannish cowards have.

Ibid.