ACT 1
Scene 1
Enter Antonio, Salarino, and Solanio.

...their woven wings.
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,
Piring in maps for ports and piers and roads;
And every object that might make me fear
Misfortune to my ventures, out of doubt
Would make me sad.

...me not sad.
Why then you are in love.

... Fie, fie!
Not in love neither? Then let us say you are sad
Because you are not merry; and ’twere as easy
For you to laugh and leap, and say you are merry
Because you are not sad. Now, by two-headed Janus,
Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time:
Some that will evermore peep through their eyes
And laugh like parrots at a bagpiper,
And other of such vinegar aspect
That they’ll not show their teeth in way of smile
Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable.

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

...attend on yours.
Salarino and Solanio exit.

ACT 2
Scene 4

...thy loving wife.
Enter Gratiano, Lorenzo, Salarino, and Solanio.

...yet of torchbearers.
’Tis vile, unless it may be quaintly ordered,
And better in my mind not undertook.

...about it straight.
And so will I.

...we do so.
Salarino and Solanio exit.

Scene 8

...choose me so.
Enter Salarino and Solanio.

...Lorenzo is not.
The villain Jew with outcries raised the Duke,
Who went with him to search Bassanio’s ship.

...in his ship.
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 sealèd bag, two sealèd bags of ducats,
Of double ducats, stol’n from me by my daughter,
And jewels—two stones, two rich and precious stones—
Stol’n by my daughter! Justice! Find the girl!
She hath the stones upon her, and the ducats.”

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

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

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

...Do we so.
They exit.

ACT 3
Scene 1

...will it be!
Enter Solanio and Salarino.
Now, what news on the Rialto?

...of her word.
I would she were as lying a gossip in that as
ever knapped ginger or made her neighbors 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 Antonio—O, that I had a title good
enough to keep his name company!—

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

...of his losses.
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?

...she flew withal.
And Shylock for his own part knew the bird
was fledge, and then it is the complexion of them
all to leave the dam.

...blood to rebel!
Out upon it, old carrion! Rebels it at these
years?

... Enter Tubal.
Here comes another of the tribe; a third
cannot be matched unless the devil himself turn
Jew.
Salarino, Solanio, and the Servingman exit.

Scene 3

...’twixt us twain.
Enter Shylock, the Jew, and Solanio, and Antonio, and the Jailer.

...have my bond.
It is the most impenetrable cur
That ever kept with men.

...he hates me.
I am sure the Duke
Will never grant this forfeiture to hold.

...I care not.
They exit.