1 I wish your ladyship all heart's content.
2 Even so void is your false heart of truth.
3 With all my heart, so thou canst get a wife.
4 Madam, with all my heart I shall obey you in all fair commands.
5 For if the Jew do cut but deep enough, I'll pay it instantly with all my heart.
6 With all my heart: some three or four of you Go give him courteous conduct to this place.
7 Would he were gelt that had it, for my part, Since you do take it, love, so much at heart.
8 I will have the heart of him if he forfeit, for were he out of Venice I can make what merchandise I will.
9 An evil soul producing holy witness Is like a villain with a smiling cheek, A goodly apple rotten at the heart.
10 If I could bid the fifth welcome with so good heart as I can bid the other four farewell, I should be glad of his approach.
11 Here in her hairs The painter plays the spider, and hath woven A golden mesh t'entrap the hearts of men Faster than gnats in cobwebs.
12 Why, this bond is forfeit, And lawfully by this the Jew may claim A pound of flesh, to be by him cut off Nearest the merchant's heart.
13 Let me play the fool, With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come, And let my liver rather heat with wine Than my heart cool with mortifying groans.
14 Yes, here I tender it for him in the court, Yea, twice the sum, if that will not suffice, I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart.
15 Now, by this hand, I gave it to a youth, A kind of boy, a little scrubbed boy, No higher than thyself, the judge's clerk, A prating boy that begg'd it as a fee, I could not for my heart deny it him.
16 How many cowards, whose hearts are all as false As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars, Who inward search'd, have livers white as milk, And these assume but valour's excrement To render them redoubted.
17 By this scimitar That slew the Sophy and a Persian prince, That won three fields of Sultan Solyman, I would o'erstare the sternest eyes that look, Outbrave the heart most daring on the earth, Pluck the young sucking cubs from the she-bear, Yea, mock the lion when he roars for prey, To win thee, lady.
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