1 I know thee well; thou hast obtain'd thy suit.
2 I'll be sworn if thou be Launcelet, thou art mine own flesh and blood.
3 Not on thy sole but on thy soul, harsh Jew, Thou mak'st thy knife keen.
4 Thou shalt have nothing but the forfeiture To be so taken at thy peril, Jew.
5 For, as thou urgest justice, be assur'd Thou shalt have justice more than thou desir'st.
6 Well, keep me company but two years moe, Thou shalt not know the sound of thine own tongue.
7 Till thou canst rail the seal from off my bond, Thou but offend'st thy lungs to speak so loud.
8 I do wonder, Thou naughty gaoler, that thou art so fond To come abroad with him at his request.
9 I am half afeard Thou wilt say anon he is some kin to thee, Thou spend'st such high-day wit in praising him.
10 If thou be'st rated by thy estimation Thou dost deserve enough, and yet enough May not extend so far as to the lady.
11 Thou call'dst me dog before thou hadst a cause, But since I am a dog, beware my fangs; The Duke shall grant me justice.
12 I pray thee over-name them, and as thou namest them, I will describe them, and according to my description level at my affection.
13 Beg that thou mayst have leave to hang thyself, And yet, thy wealth being forfeit to the state, Thou hast not left the value of a cord; Therefore thou must be hang'd at the state's charge.
14 But hear thee, Gratiano, Thou art too wild, too rude, and bold of voice, Parts that become thee happily enough, And in such eyes as ours appear not faults; But where thou art not known, why there they show Something too liberal.
15 But hear thee, Gratiano, Thou art too wild, too rude, and bold of voice, Parts that become thee happily enough, And in such eyes as ours appear not faults; But where thou art not known, why there they show Something too liberal.
16 In which predicament I say thou stand'st; For it appears by manifest proceeding That indirectly, and directly too, Thou hast contrived against the very life Of the defendant; and thou hast incurr'd The danger formerly by me rehears'd.
17 Thou know'st that all my fortunes are at sea; Neither have I money nor commodity To raise a present sum, therefore go forth Try what my credit can in Venice do; That shall be rack'd even to the uttermost, To furnish thee to Belmont to fair Portia.
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