1 I'll tell thee more of this another time.
2 I pray thee, good Leonardo, think on this.
3 I know thee well; thou hast obtain'd thy suit.
4 I would not have my father See me in talk with thee.
5 Quick, quick, I pray thee, draw the curtain straight.
6 I am as like to call thee so again, To spet on thee again, to spurn thee too.
7 I pray thee, let us go and find him out And quicken his embraced heaviness With some delight or other.
8 I pray thee over-name them, and as thou namest them, I will describe them, and according to my description level at my affection.
9 These things being bought and orderly bestow'd, Return in haste, for I do feast tonight My best esteem'd acquaintance; hie thee, go.
10 But fare thee well, there is a ducat for thee, And, Launcelet, soon at supper shalt thou see Lorenzo, who is thy new master's guest.
11 I tell thee, lady, this aspect of mine Hath fear'd the valiant; by my love I swear The best-regarded virgins of our clime Have lov'd it too.
12 Shylock thy master spoke with me this day, And hath preferr'd thee, if it be preferment To leave a rich Jew's service to become The follower of so poor a gentleman.
13 Pray thee, take pain To allay with some cold drops of modesty Thy skipping spirit, lest through thy wild behaviour I be misconst'red in the place I go to, And lose my hopes.
14 Therefore, for fear of the worst, I pray thee set a deep glass of Rhenish wine on the contrary casket, for if the devil be within and that temptation without, I know he will choose it.
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 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.
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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