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    The Merchant of Venice, with line numbers
    The Merchant of Venice, with line numbers
    The Merchant of Venice, with line numbers
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    The Merchant of Venice, with line numbers

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    The classic play. According to Wikipedia: "The Merchant of Venice is a play by William Shakespeare, believed to have been written between 1596 and 1598. Although classified as a comedy in the First Folio, and while it shares certain aspects with Shakespeare's other romantic comedies, the play is perhaps more remembered for its dramatic scenes, and is best known for the character of Shylock. The title character is the merchant Antonio, not the Jewish moneylender Shylock, who is the play's most prominent and more famous character. Though Shylock is a tormented character, he is also a tormentor, so whether he is to be viewed with disdain or sympathy is up to the audience (as influenced by the interpretation of the play's director and lead actors). As a result, The Merchant of Venice is often classified as one of Shakespeare's problem plays."
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSeltzer Books
    Release dateMar 1, 2018
    ISBN9781455389292
    The Merchant of Venice, with line numbers
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    William Shakespeare

    William Shakespeare is the world's greatest ever playwright. Born in 1564, he split his time between Stratford-upon-Avon and London, where he worked as a playwright, poet and actor. In 1582 he married Anne Hathaway. Shakespeare died in 1616 at the age of fifty-two, leaving three children—Susanna, Hamnet and Judith. The rest is silence.

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      The Merchant of Venice, with line numbers - William Shakespeare

      The Merchant Of Venice By William Shakespeare

      published by Samizdat Express, Orange, CT, USA

      established in 1974, offering over 14,000 books

      Other comedies by William Shakespeare:

      All's Well That Ends Well

      As You Like It

      The Comedy of Errors

      Love's Labour's Lost

      Measure for Measure

      The Merry Wives of Windsor

      A Midsummer Night's Dream

      Much Ado About Nothing

      The Taming of the Shrew

      Twelfth Night

      Two Gentlemen of Verona

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      Dramatis Personae

      The Merchant Of Venice

      Act I

      Scene I.  Venice. A street.

      Scene II: Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house.

      Scene III Venice. A public place.

      Act II

      Scene I Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house.

      Scene II Venice. A street.

      Scene III The same. A room in SHYLOCK'S house.

      Scene IV The same. A street.

      Scene V The same. Before SHYLOCK'S house.

      Scene VI The same.

      Scene VII Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house.

      Scene VIII Venice. A street.

      Scene IX Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house.

      Act III

      Scene I Venice. A street.

      Scene II Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house.

      Scene III Venice. A street.

      Scene IV Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house.

      Scene V The same. A garden.

      Act IV

      Scene I Venice. A court of justice.

      Scene II The same. A street.

      Act V

      Scene I Belmont. Avenue to PORTIA'S house.

      Dramatis Personae

      The Duke Of Venice. (Duke:)

      Suitors To Portia

      The Prince Of Morocco (Morocco:)

      The Prince Of Arragon (Arragon:) |

      Antonio, A Merchant Of Venice.

      Bassanio, His Friend, Suitor Likewise To Portia.

      Friends To Antonio And Bassanio

      Salanio

      Salarino

      Gratiano

      Salerio

      Lorenzo, In Love With Jessica.

      Shylock, A Rich Jew.

      Tubal A Jew, His Friend.

      Launcelot Gobbo, The Clown, Servant To Shylock. (Launcelot:)

      Old Gobbo, Father To Launcelot. (Gobbo:)

      Leonardo Servant To Bassanio.

      Servants To Portia

      Balthasar

      Stephano

      Portia, A Rich Heiress.

      Nerissa, Her Waiting-Maid.

      Jessica, Daughter To Shylock.

      Magnificoes of Venice, Officers of the Court of Justice, Gaoler, Servants to Portia, and other Attendants. (Servant:), (Clerk:)

      THE MERCHANT OF VENICE

      SCENE:  Partly at Venice, and partly at Belmont, the seat of PORTIA, on the Continent.

      ACT I

      SCENE I.  Venice. A street.

       [Enter ANTONIO, SALARINO, and SALANIO]

      (1) ANTONIO In sooth, I know not why I am so sad:

       It wearies me; you say it wearies you;

       But how I caught it, found it, or came by it,

       What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born,

       I am to learn;

       And such a want-wit sadness makes of me,

       That I have much ado to know myself.

      SALARINO Your mind is tossing on the ocean;

       There, where your argosies with portly sail,

      (10) Like signiors and rich burghers on the flood,

       Or, as it were, the pageants of the sea,

       Do overpeer the petty traffickers,

       That curtsy to them, do them reverence,

       As they fly by them with their woven wings.

      SALANIO 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,

       Peering in maps for ports and piers and roads;

      (20) And every object that might make me fear

       Misfortune to my ventures, out of doubt

       Would make me sad.

      SALARINO                   My wind cooling my broth

       Would blow me to an ague, when I thought

       What harm a wind too great at sea might do.

       I should not see the sandy hour-glass run,

       But I should think of shallows and of flats,

       And see my wealthy Andrew dock'd in sand,

       Vailing her high-top lower than her ribs

       To kiss her burial. Should I go to church

      (30) And see the holy edifice of stone,

       And not bethink me straight of dangerous rocks,

       Which touching but my gentle vessel's side,

       Would scatter all her spices on the stream,

       Enrobe the roaring waters with my silks,

       And, in a word, but even now worth this,

       And now worth nothing? Shall I have the thought

       To think on this, and shall I lack the thought

       That such a thing bechanced would make me sad?

       But tell not me; I know, Antonio

      (40) Is sad to think upon his merchandise.

      ANTONIO Believe me, no: I thank my fortune for it,

       My ventures are not in one bottom trusted,

       Nor to one place; nor is my whole estate

       Upon the fortune of this present year:

       Therefore my merchandise makes me not sad.

      SALARINO Why, then you are in love.

      ANTONIO Fie, fie!

      SALARINO 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,

      (50) 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 bag-piper,

       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]

      SALANIO Here comes Bassanio, your most noble kinsman,

       Gratiano and Lorenzo. Fare ye well:

       We leave you now with better company.

      (60) SALARINO I would have stay'd till I had made you merry,

       If worthier friends had not prevented me.

      ANTONIO Your worth is very dear in my regard.

       I take it, your own business calls on you

       And you embrace the occasion to depart.

      SALARINO Good morrow, my good lords.

      BASSANIO Good signiors both, when shall we laugh? say, when?

       You grow exceeding strange: must it be so?

      SALARINO We'll make our leisures to attend on yours.

       [Exeunt Salarino and Salanio]

      LORENZO My Lord Bassanio, since you have found Antonio,

      (70) We two will leave you: but at dinner-time,

       I pray you, have in mind where we must meet.

      BASSANIO I will not fail you.

      GRATIANO You look not well, Signior Antonio;

       You have too much respect upon the world:

       They lose it that do buy it with much care:

       Believe me, you are marvellously changed.

      ANTONIO I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano;

       A stage where every man must play a part,

       And mine a sad one.

      GRATIANO Let me play the fool:

      (80) With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come,

       And let my liver rather heat with wine

       Than my heart cool with mortifying groans.

       Why should a man, whose blood is warm within,

       Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster?

       Sleep when he wakes and creep into the jaundice

       By being peevish? I tell thee what, Antonio--

       I love thee, and it is my love that speaks--

       There are a sort of men whose visages

       Do cream and mantle like a standing pond,

      (90) And do a

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