The Merchant of Venice (The Jew of Venice) · chunk 19 of 42
Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1596 [1596-1598] (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T57 Ships, merchants and pirates · 528 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T57: ship, sea, master, sail, home, money, pisaro, life, ships, till.
Still more fool I shall appear By the time I linger here, With one fool's head I came to woe, But I go away with two. Sweet adieu, I'll keep my oath, Patiently to bear my wrath. Thus hath the candle singed the moth: O these deliberate fools when they do choose, They have the wisdom by their wit to lose. The ancient saying is no heresy, Hanging and wiving goes by destiny. Come draw the curtain Nerrissa. Where is my Lady? Here, what would my Lord? Madam, there is a-lighted at your gate A young Venetian, one that comes before To signify th' approaching of his Lord, From whom he bringeth sensible regreets; To wit (besides commends and courteous breath) Gifts of rich value; yet I have not seen So likely an Ambassador of love. A day in April never came so sweet To show how costly Summer was at hand, As this fore-spurrer comes before his Lord. No more I pray thee, I am half a-feard Thou wilt say anon he is some kin to thee, Thou spendest such high-day wit in praising him: Come, come Nerryssa, for I long to see Quick Cupid's Post, that comes so mannerly. Bassanio Lord, love if thy will it be. Now, what news on the Rialto? Why yet it lives there unchecked, that Anthonio hath a ship of rich lading wracked on the narrow Seas; the Goodwins I think they call the place, a very dangerous flat, and fatal, where the carcases of many a tall ship, lie buried, as they say, if my gossips report be an honest woman of her word. I would she were as lying a gossip in that, as ever knapped Ginger, or made her neighbours 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 Anthonio, the honest Anthonio; o that I had a title good enough to keep his name company! Come, the full stop. Ha', what sayest thou, why the end is, he hath lost a ship. I would it might prove the end of his losses. Let me say Amen betimes, lest the devil cross my prayer, for here he comes in the iikenes of a Iew. How now Shylocke, what news among the Merchants? You knew none so well, none so well as you, of my daughter's flight. That's certain, I for my part knew the Tailor that made the wings she flew withal. And Shylocke for his own part knew the bird was fledged, and then it is the complexion of them all to leave the dam. She is damned for it. That's certain, if the devil may be her judge. My own flesh and blood to rebel. Out upon it old carrion, rebels it at these years. I say my daughter is my flesh and blood. There is more difference between thy flesh and hers, then between jet and ivory, more between your bloods, than there is between red wine and rhenish: but tell us, do you hear whether Anthonio have had any loss at sea or no?
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Still more foole I ſhall appeare By the time I linger here, With one fooles head I came to woo, But I goe away with two. Sweet adue, Ile keepe my oath, Patiently to beare my wroath. Thus hath the candle ſing'd the moath: O theſe deliberate fooles when they doe chooſe, They haue the wiſdome by their wit to looſe. The ancient ſaying is no hereſie, Hanging and wiuing goes by deſtinie. Come draw the curtaine Nerriſſa. Where is my Lady? Here, what would my Lord? Madam, there is a-lighted at your gate A yong Venetian, one that comes before To ſignifie th' approaching of his Lord, From whom he bringeth ſenſible regreets; To wit (beſides commends and curteous breath) Gifts of rich value; yet I haue not ſeene So likely an Embaſſador of loue. A day in Aprill neuer came ſo ſweete To ſhow how coſtly Sommer was at hand, As this fore-ſpurrer comes before his Lord. No more I pray thee, I am halfe a-feard Thou wilt ſay anone he is ſome kin to thee, Thou ſpend'ſt ſuch high-day wit in praiſing him: Come, come Nerryſſa, for I long to ſee Quicke Cupids Poſt, that comes ſo mannerly. Baſſanio Lord, loue if thy will it be. Now, what newes on the Ryalto? Why yet it liues there vncheckt, that Anthonio hath a ſhip of rich lading wrackt on the narrow Seas; the Goodwins I thinke they call the place, a very dangerous flat, and fatall, where the carcaſſes of many a tall ſhip, lye buried, as they ſay, if my goſſips report be an honeſt woman of her word. I would ſhe were as lying a goſſip in that, as euer knapt Ginger, or made her neighbours beleeue ſhe wept for the death of a third husband: but it is true, without any ſlips of prolixity, or croſſing the plaine high-way of talke, that the good Anthonio, the honeſt Anthonio; ô that I had a title good enough to keepe his name company! Come, the full ſtop. Ha, what ſayeſt thou, why the end is, he hath loſt a ſhip. I would it might proue the end of his loſſes. Let me ſay Amen betimes, leaſt the diuell croſſe my praier, for here he comes in the iikenes of a Iew. How now Shylocke, what newes among the Merchants? You knew none ſo well, none ſo well as you, of my daughters flight. That's certaine, I for my part knew the Tailor that made the wings ſhe flew withall. And Shylocke for his own part knew the bird was fledg'd, and then it is the complexion of them al to leaue the dam. She is damn'd for it. That's certaine, if the diuell may be her Iudge. My owne fleſh and blood to rebell. Out vpon it old carrion, rebels it at theſe yeeres. I ſay my daughter is my fleſh and bloud. There is more difference betweene thy fleſh and hers, then betweene Iet and Iuorie, more betweene your bloods, then there is betweene red wine and renniſh: but tell vs, doe you heare whether Anthonio haue had anie loſſe at ſea or no?