ACT V Scene 1. Venice. A court of justice There enter the Duke [attended],1 Antonio, Bassanio, Gratiano, Salerio, and others.2 Duke. Is Antonio here? Antonio. Ready, so please your Grace. Duke. I am sorry for thee. Thou art come to answer A stony adversary, an inhuman wretch Void and empty from any dram of mercy. Antonio. Since he stands obdurate, I do oppose My patience to his fury and am armed To suffer with quietness of spirit. Duke. Go one, And call the Jew into the court. Salerio. He is ready at the door. He comes, my lord. [Enter Shylock R.] Duke. Make room, and let him stand before our face. Thou'lt show thy mercy and remorse more strange We all expect a gentle answer, Jew. 1 And by our holy Sabbath have I sworn To have the due and forfeit of my bond. 1 [attended.] The number of attendants will be governed by the number of extra actors and costumes available. 2 others: Salanio, Salarino, and Balthasar. To increase the splendor of the impression, a number of the attendants, or even these three (disguised) might be dressed in long red gowns, as senators or advisors of the court. 3 remorse: pity. If you deny it, let the danger light Upon your charter1 and your city's freedom. I would not draw them; I would have my bond. There is no force in the decrees of Venice. I stand for judgment! Answer: shall I have it? Whom I have sent for to determine this, Salerio. My lord, here stays without A messenger with letters from the doctor, New come from Padua. Duke. Bring us the letters. Salerio brings [L.] a letter, which the Duke reads at length [until his next speech]. Bassanio. Why dost thou whet thy knife so earnestly?? Shylock. No, none that thou hast wit enough to make. 1 charter. Shakespeare was thinking of Venice as a city which held a charter, as was the common case in England then. Such a charter could be revoked by the national government in case the city abused the rights granted it to administer laws. 2 whet thy knife so earnestly. Shylock sharpens his knife on his shoe. 3 wit: intellect, sense. Shylock. Till thou canst rail the seal from off my bond, 1 Thou but offend'st 1 thy lungs to speak so loud. And Portia enters [L.], disguised as a doctor of laws.2 Give me your hand. Duke. You are welcome; take your place. [Portia assumes a place near the Duke.] Portia. Is your name Shylock? Shylock. Shylock is my name. Portia. Of a strange nature is the suit you follow. [To Antonio.] Do you confess the bond? Antonio. I do. Portia. Then must the Jew be merciful. Shylock. On what compulsion must I? Tell me that. Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; It is enthronéd in the hearts of kings; It is an attribute to God himself; 1 offend'st: injurest. 2 disguised as doctor of laws: in a black cap and gown. 3 strained: forced. Portia means that the nature of mercy comprehends acting freely, not under compulsion. And earthly power doth then show likest God's Shylock. My deeds upon my head! I crave the law. I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, That malice bears down truth.2 And I beseech you, To do a great right, do a little wrong, Portia. It must not be; there is no power in Venice 'Twill be recorded for a precedent. Shylock. A Daniel come to judgment! yea, a Daniel! Portia. I pray you, let me look upon the bond. Portia. Antonio, lay bare your bosom. 1 seasons: tempers, softens, makes a little easier. truth: honesty of purpose; that is, offering to pay the money. There is in this thought of Bassanio's (that "malice bears down truth") the idea of the balances, or scales, of justice, in which malice seems to be outweighing honest intention." Shylock. Ay, his breast; So says the bond; doth it not, noble judge? Shylock. We trifle time. I pray thee, pursue sentence. Portia. Tarry a little; This bond doth give thee here no jot of blood; If thou dost shed One drop of Christian blood, thy lands and goods Shylock. Is that the law? Gratiano. O learnéd judge! Mark, Jew: a learned judge! Shylock. I take this offer, then; pay the bond thrice. The Jew shall have all justice. He shall have nothing but the penalty. Gratiano. O Jew! an upright judge, a learnéd judge! A second Daniel! A Daniel, Jew! Portia. Why doth the Jew pause? Take thy forfeiture. Bassanio. Here it is. Portia. Thou hast refused it in the open court. Shylock. Why, then the devil give him good of it! |