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But yesterday, the word of Cæsar might Ayainst the world, Have stood against the world *—now lies he the Roman Empire, there, ruled, included nearly And none so poor as to do him reverence ! the whole of the then O masters ! if I were disposed to stir
Your hearts and mind to mutiny and rage, None so poor, &c.,
40 I should do Brutus wrong, and Cassius* wrong, person is now too Who, you all know, are honourable men ! high opinion to do honour
I will not do them wrong; I rather choose to Cæsar,
To wrong the dead, to wrong myself and you, Cassius was a Roman Than I will wrong such honourable men - 45 noble, upon whom Cæsar bestowed great But here's a parchment * with the seal of Cæsarhonours. He was the I found it in his closet *_'tis his will ! author of the conspi- Let but the commons * hear his testamentracy to murder his
(Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read),Parchment, the skin and they will go and kiss dead Cæsar's wounds, 50 of eda receber Orient And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; for writing
Yea, beg a hair of him for memory ; Closet, private
And, dying, mention it within their wills, Commons, the com- Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, mon people.
Unto their issue ! Legacy, anything left
55 by will
you have tears, prepare to shed them now. Issue, children, de. You all do know this mantle. I remember
The first time that ever Cæsar put it on :
'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tentThe Nervii were the That day he overcame the Nervii !*
60 most warlike of the Look! in this place ran Cassius' dagger Belgic tribes. Their
through !country was in the north-eastern portion See what a rent the envious Casca * made !of France. Il157 B.C. Through this, the well-beloved Brutus stabbed ! Cæsar so totally de. And as he pluck'd his cursed steel away, feat:d them, that tiey had only sco fighting Mark how the blood of Cæsar followed it ! men left out of 60,000. As rushing out of doors, to be resolved * spirator who aimed If Brutus so unkindly knocked, or no ;the first thrust at For Brutus, as you know, was Cæsar's angel ! * To be resolred, to be Judge, O ye gods. how dearly Cæsar loved him! certain This, this was the unkindest cut of all !
70 Ca sar's anvel here For when the noble Cæsar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors'*
arms, Traitor, who Quite vanquished bim. Then burst his mighty plots against his sove.
heart ; reign or the govern
And, in his mantle muffling up his face,
75 statue set up in the Which all the while ran blood !-great Cæsar Forum to the honour
fell ! of Pompey the Great, the predecessor o Oh! what a fall was there, my countrymen!
Then I, and you, and all of us fell down;
Casca was the con
the treason which caused Cæsar's blood
Whilst bloody treason * flourished over us ! Bloody treason, &c., 80 Oh! now you weep, and I perceive you feel
The dint of pity :* these are gracious drops ! to be shed, triumphed Kind souls ! what! weep you when you but for the time being. behold
Dint of pity, the ef
fect of pity which Our Cæsar's vesture wounded ? look you here ! causes you to shed Here is himself-marred,* as you see, by
Marred, disfigured. traitors !85 Good friends ! sweet friends ! let me not stir
honourable, 90 And will, no doubt, with reason answer you. Orator, one who is I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts. able to make a good
speech, public I am no orator,* as Brutus is ;
speaker. But, as you know me all, a plain blunt * man, Blunt, That loves his friend—and that they know straightforward.
Wit, knowledge. full well
Worth, influence. 95 That gave me public leave to speak of him- Speak right on, say For I have neither wit,* nor words, nor worth,* Dumb nouths, hero
what I know. Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, the wounds of 'Cæsar To stir men's blood : I only speak right on ! *
mouths having no I tell you that which you ýourselves do know; power of speech. roo Show you sweet Cæsar's wounds, poor, poor And Brutus Antony, dumb mouths ! *
&c. If Antony were
as clever a speaker And bid them speak for me. But, were I as Brutus, he would Brutus,
so work upon their
feelings as to make And Brutus Antony,* there were an Antony them instantly rise Would ruffle up your spirits, and put a tongue up against the traitors
who had so foully In every wound of Cæsar, that should move
murdered their great105 The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny!
ing large showy flow-
Borealis race, here
" Northern Or like the rainbow's lovely form,
chief nobles of Venice.
used to lend
MERCHANT OF VENICE,* ACT IV. SCENE I.
Shakspeare Magnificoes were Enter the DUKE; the MAGNIFICOES ;* Antonio, BASSANIO, the higher or
GRATIANO, SALARINO, SALANIO, and others. Antonio, a young
Duke. What, is Antonio * here ? merchant, who Ant. Ready, so please your grace.
Duke. I am sorry for thee; thou art come to money to distressed people
answer without receiving A stony adversary,* an inhuman wretch any interest for Uncapable* of pity, void and empty
5 Adversary, an From any dram * of mercy. enemy. Ant.
I have heard, Uncapable (now written incap- Your grace hath ta'en great pains to qualify able); not being His rigorous* course; but, since he stands obdurate," able to pity. Dram, the small- And that no lawful means can carry me est quantity. Out of his envy's reach, I do oppose To qualify, &c., to turn him from My patience to his fury; and an arm’d his cruel inten- To suffer, with a quietness of spirit,
The very tyranny and rage of his. Rigorous, severe, stern, cruel
Duke. Go one, and call the Jew* into the court. 15 Obdurate, harsh, Salan. He's ready at the door : he comes, my very cruel, stub
That thou but lead'st this fashion of thy malice money at a high To the last hour of act; and then, 'tis thought,
Thou’lt show thy mercy and remorse more strange The world, those interested in the Than is thy strange apparent cruelty, matter; here And, where* thou now exact’st the penalty, means the people which is a pound of this poor merchant's flesh, Where, whereas. Thou wilt not only lose the forfeiture,
25 But, touch'd with human gentleness and love, Moiety, portion. Forgive a moiety* of the principal,
Glancing an eye of pity on his losses,
who hated Antonio because the latter had often insulted him in the streets and
found fault with
rate of interest.
* Venice was once an important commercial city. It is situated on the islands at the mouth of the river Po, in northern Italy. It has canals for streets, and above 300 bridges over them, the chief of which is the Rialto, built of white marble.
value in different
ed in the domin.
30 Enough to press a royal merchant* down.
Royal merchant, We all expect a gentle answer, Jew.
the great Italian
merchants who Shy. I have possess'd* your grace of what I had claims on purpose;
kingdoms, and And by our holy Sabbath have I sworn
acquired princi To have the due and forfeit of my bond.*
palities for them35 If you deny it, let the danger light
Bond, a binding
Charter, that on Three thousand ducats.* I'll not answer that, which the laws 40 But say it is my humour. Is it answer'd ?
City's freedom, What if my house be troubled with a rat,
the power to pro And I be pleased to give ten thousand ducats tect thefree rights
of the citizens. To have it baned ?* What, are you answer'd yet ?
Ducat, a silver Bass. This is no answer, thou unfeeling man, coin, varying in 45 To excuse the current* of thy cruelty.
countries, so callShy. I am not bound to please thee with my, ed because coin.
answer. Ant. I pray you, think you question with the A silver ducat is
a Jew :*
worth about 48. You may as well go stand upon the beach,
60.; a gold one,
twice as much, And bid the main flood* bate* his usual height;
Baned, destroyed, 50 You may as well use question with the wolf
poisoned. Why he hath made the ewe * bleat for the lamb,
Think you quesAs try to melt his Jewish heart to kindness.
tion with the Jew, Bass. For thy three thousand ducats here are six.
are dealing with Shy. If every ducat in six thousand ducats
Jew who e 55 Were in six parts, and every part a ducat,
heart is hardened I would not draw them ; I would have my bond.
ment. Duke. How shalt thou hope for mercy, rendering Main flood, the none ?
ocean, the rising
tide. Shy. What judgment* shall I dread, doing no
Bate, to stop, lowwrong?
er, or diminish. The pound of flesh, which I demand of him,
Ewe, a female
sheep. 60 Is dearly bought; 'tis mine, and I will have it :
sentence. There is no force in the decrees * of Venice :
Decrees, laws. I stand for judgment : answer; shall I have it?
Judgment here Duke. Upon my power * I may dismiss this court, Upon my power,
means 65 Unless Bellario, a learned doctor,
on my authority. Whom I have sent for to determine * this, Determine, de
cide, Come here to-day.
New, just now,
My lord, here stays without this instant.
Padua, an an
cient city in Lom. 70 New * come from Padua.*
bardy, about Duke. Bring us the letters ; call the messenger. twenty miles
on a tombstone
Buss. Good cheer, Antonio! What, man ? courage
The Jew shall have my flesh, blood, bones, and all,
80 Epitaph, that Duke. Came you from Padua, from Bellario ? which is written Ner. From both, my lord : Bellario greets * your
grace. to the memory of
[Presents a letter. Bass. Why dost thou whet thy knife so earnestly? Nerissa, wife of Shy. To cut the forfeiture * from that bankrupt * Gratiano
there. Greets, salutes, sends his compli- Gra. Not on thy sole, but on thy soul, harsh Jew,
Thou mak'st thy knife keen : but no metal can, 85 Forfeiture, the fine or penalty.
No, not the hangman's axe, bear half the keenness Bankrupt, a Of thy sharp envy. Can no prayers pierce thee? tradesman who
Shy. No, none that thou hast wit enough to make. engagements, one Gra. O, for thy life let justice be accused. * who has lost his Thou almost mak’st me waver in my faith, credit. Let justice be ac- To hold opinion with Pythagoras, cused, justice That souls of animals infuse themselves should be blamed for allowing such Into the trunks of men : for thy desires a wretch to live. Are wolfish, bloody, starved, and ravenous. Pythagoras, an Shy. Till thou canst rail the seal from off my bond, 95 ancient Grecian philosopher, who Thou but offend’st * thy lungs to speak so loud : said that the souls Repair thy wit, good youth, or it will fall of men, after death, passed
To cureless * ruin.--I stand here for law. into the bodies of Duke. This letter from Bellario doth commend animals. A young and learned doctor to our court :
100 Offend, to annoy
Where is he?
To know your answer whether you'll admit him.
cannot fulfil his
Portia, wife of
Enter Portia,* dressed like a doctor of laws.