The Merchant of Venice by William Shakespeare
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Of an vnthriftie knaue: and presentlie
Ile be with you. Enter. Ant. Hie thee gentle Iew. This Hebrew will turne Christian, he growes kinde Bass. I like not faire tearmes, and a villaines minde Ant. Come on, in this there can be no dismaie, My Shippes come home a month before the daie. Exeunt. Actus Secundus. Enter Morochus a tawnie Moore all in white, and three or foure followers accordingly, with Portia, Nerrissa, and their traine. Flo. Cornets. Mor. Mislike me not for my complexion, The shadowed liuerie of the burnisht sunne, To whom I am a neighbour, and neere bred. Bring me the fairest creature North-ward borne, Where Phoebus fire scarce thawes the ysicles, And let vs make incision for your loue, To proue whose blood is reddest, his or mine. I tell thee Ladie this aspect of mine Hath feard the valiant, (by my loue I sweare) |
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