The Merchant of Venice (The Jew of Venice) · chunk 22 of 43
Shakespeare, William · published 1619 · first performed or written 1596 [1596-1598] (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T32 Rings and jewels as tokens · 490 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T32: ring, ti, gave, finger, jewel, lady, lord, love, invisible, away.
Thou stickest a dagger in me, I shall never see my gold again; fourscore ducats at a sitting! Fourscore ducats! There came divers of Antonio's creditors in my company unto Venice, that swear that he cannot choose but break. I am very glad of it, i'll plague him, i'll torture him, I am glad on't. One of them showed me a ring that he had of your daughter for a Monkey. Out upon her: thou torturest me Tubal, it was my turkeys, I had it of Leah when I was a bachelor. I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkeys. But Anthonio is certainly undone. Nay, that's true, that's very true: go Tubal, fee me an Officer, bespeak him a fortnight before, I will have the heart of him if he forfeit. For were he out of Venice I can make what merchandise I will go: go Tubal, and meet me at our Synagogue, go good Tubal, at our Synagogue Tubal. I pray you tarry, pause a day or two Before you hazard: for in choosing wrong I lose your company, therefore forbear a while, There's something tells me (but it is not love) I would not lose you, and you know yourself, Hate counsels not in such a quality. But lest you should not understand me well, And yet a maiden hath no tongue, but thought, I would detain you here some month or two Before you venture for me. I could teach you How to choose right, but I am then forsworn, So will I never be, so may you miss me, But if you do, you'll make me wish a sin, That I had been forsworn. Beshrew your eyes, They have over looked me, and divided me, One half of me is yours, the other halfe yours, Mine own I would say; but if mine then yours, And so all yours. O these naughty times Puts bars between the owners and their rights. And so though yours, not yours (prove it so) Let fortune go to hell for it, not i I speak too long, but 'tis to poise the time, To eck it, and to draw out in length, To stay you from election. Let me choose, For as I am, I live upon the rack. Upon the rack Bassanio, then confess What treason there is mingled with your love. None but that ugly treason of mistrust, Which makes me fear th'enjoying of my love, There may as well be amity and life tween snow and fire, as treason and my love. I but I fear you speak upon the rack, Where men enforced do speak any thing. Promise me life, and i'll confess the truth, Well then, confess and live. Confess and love, Had been the very sum of my confession: O happy torment, when my torturer Doth teach me answers for deliverance: But let me to my fortune and the Caskets.
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Thou ſtick'ſt a dagger in me, I ſhall neuer ſee my golde againe; foureſcore ducates at a ſitting! Foureſcore ducats! There came diuers of Anthonios Creditours in my company vnto Venice, that ſweare that hee cannot chooſe but breake. I am very glad of it, ile plague him, ile torture him, I am glad on't. One of them ſhewed me a ring that hee had of your daughter for a Monkey. Out vpon her: thou tortur'ſt me Tuball, it was my Turkies, I had it of Leah when I was a Batchellor. I would not haue giuen it for a wilderneſſe of Monkies. But Anthonio is certainly vndone. Nay, that's true, that's very true: go Tuball, fee mee an Officer, beſpeake him a fortnight before, I will haue the heart of him if he forfeit. For were he out of Venice I can make what merchandize I will go: go Tuball, and meete me at our Synagogue, go good Tuball, at our Synagogue Tuball. I pray you tarry, pauſe a day or two Before you hazard: for in chooſing wrong I looſe your company, therefore forbeare a while, There's ſomething tels me (but it is not loue) I would not loſe you, and you know your ſelfe, Hate counſels not in ſuch a quality. But leaſt you ſhould not vnderſtand me well, And yet a maiden hath no tongue, but thought, I would detaine you heere ſome moneth or two Before you venture for me. I could teach you How to chooſe right, but I am then forſworne, So will I neuer be, ſo may you miſſe me, But if you do, you'l make me wiſh a ſinne, That I had bene forſworne. Beſhrew your eyes, They haue ore lookt me, and diuided me, One halfe of me is yours, the other halfe yours, Mine owne I would ſay; but if mine then yours, And ſo all yours. O theſe naughty times Puts barres betweene the owners and their rights. And ſo though yours, not yours (proue it ſo) Let fortune go to hell for it, not I. I ſpeake too long, but tis to peize the time, To eck it, and to dravv out in length, To ſtay you from election. Let me chooſe, For as I am, I liue vpon the racke. Vpon the racke Baſſanio, then confeſſe What treaſon there is mingled vvith your loue. None but that vgly treaſon of miſtruſt, Which makes me feare th'inioying of my loue, There may as well be amity and life Tweene ſnow and fire, as treaſon and my loue. I but I feare you ſpeake vpon the racke, Where men enforced do ſpeake any thing. Promiſe me life, and ile confeſſe the truth, Well then, confeſſe and liue. Confeſſe and loue, Had bene the very ſum of my confeſſion: O happy torment, when my torturer Doth teach me anſweres for deliuerance: But let me to my fortune and the Caskets.