The Merchant of Venice: As Produced at the Winter Garden Theatre of New York, January, 1867, by Edwin Booth. A New Adaptation to the Stage. With Notes, Original and Selected and Introductory Articles by Henry L. Hinton |
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Antonio BALTHAZAR Bass Bellario Belmont beseech Black Monday bond bonnet Booth casket character choose chooseth Christian costume Court daughter Devil Doctor of Laws doth dress Duke Edmund Kean EDWIN BOOTH Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear fool forfeit fortune gentle gentleman give gowns Grace Gratiano hate hath hear heart Heaven Jessica Jew's judge justice lady Laomedon Laun Launcelot Gobbo lend letter look Lorenzo Macklin Madam married means Merchant of Venice mercy merry mind mind of love Nerissa never Peize play Portia pound of flesh pray thee Prince revenge Rialto rich Salan SALANIO Salar SALARINO Salerio SCENE Shakespeare ship Shylock Signior silk speak stage stand suit swear sweet tell three thousand ducats to-night Tubal usance usury Venetian wife WINTER GARDEN THEATRE word worn young Master Launcelot
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Page 20 - There are a sort of men, whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond...
Page 43 - Nay, take my life and all ; pardon not that : You take my house, when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house ; you take my life, When you do take the means whereby I live.
Page 41 - When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this — That in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation : we do pray for mercy ; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy. I have spoke thus much, To mitigate the justice of thy plea; Which if thou follow, this strict court of Venice Must needs give sentence 'gainst the merchant there. SHY. My deeds upon my head! I crave the law, The penalty and forfeit of my bond.
Page 41 - I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart : If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you Wrest once the law to your authority : To do a great right, do a little wrong ; And curb this cruel devil of his will.
Page 33 - If you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? if you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? revenge : If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example ? why, revenge. The villainy you teach me I will execute ; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
Page 40 - It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes: Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown: His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this scepter'd sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's, When mercy seasons justice.
Page 23 - Yes, to smell pork ; to eat of the habitation which your prophet the Nazarite conjured the devil into. I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following ; but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor pray with you.
Page 24 - Shylock, we would have moneys:' you say so; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold: moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say 'Hath a dog money? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats?
Page 20 - 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. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster...
Page 20 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.