1 Content, in faith, I'll seal to such a bond, And say there is much kindness in the Jew.
2 Let us go in, And charge us there upon inter'gatories, And we will answer all things faithfully.
3 Thanks, i faith, for silence is only commendable In a neat's tongue dried, and a maid not vendible.
4 I dare be bound again, My soul upon the forfeit, that your lord Will never more break faith advisedly.
5 I know the hand, in faith 'tis a fair hand, And whiter than the paper it writ on Is the fair hand that writ.'
6 Now, in faith, Gratiano, You give your wife too unkind a cause of grief, An 'twere to me I should be mad at it.'
7 And when your honours mean to solemnize The bargain of your faith, I do beseech you Even at that time I may be married too.
8 In such a night Did young Lorenzo swear he loved her well, Stealing her soul with many vows of faith, And ne'er a true one.