SHAKSPERE'S WORKS. 



SPECIMEN OF TYPE. 



Printe . jn^^ merchant of Venice Act i 



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The ^^^'^^' ^y wind, cooling my broth, 



• Would blow me to an ague, when I thought 

 \r What harm a wind too great might do at sea. 



. ^ ' should not see the sandy hour-glass run 

 leatnei^^^^ I should think of shallows and of flats, 



\nd see my wealthy Andrew, dock'd in sand, 

 /ailing her high-top lower than her ribs 

 ! To kiss her burial. Should I go to church 



Vnd see the holy edifice of stone, 

 ind not bethink me straight of dangerous rocks, 

 /Vhich touching but my gentle vessel's side, 

 Vould scatter all her spices on the stream, 

 Cnrobe the roaring waters with my silks, 

 i.nd, in a word, but even now worth this, 

 .nd now worth nothing ? Shall I have the thought 

 o think on this, and shall I lack the thought 

 'hat such a thing bechanc'd would make me sad ? 

 ut tell not me : I know Antonio 

 ; sad to think upon his merchandise. 

 Ant. Believe me, no : I thank my fortune for it, 

 'y ventures are not in one bottom trusted, 

 or to one place ; nor is my whole estate 

 pon the fortune of this present year : 

 herefore my merchandise makes me not sad. 

 Salar. Why, then you are in love. 

 Ant. Fie, fie ! 



Salar. Not in love neither ? Then let us say you 



are sad, 

 icause you are not merry ; and 'twere as easy 

 :)r you to laugh, and leap, and say you are merry, 

 "Thicause you are not sad. Now, by two-headed 

 clearly \ j^nus, 



^^^y*;^ iture hath fram'd strange fellows in her time ; 

 {£ j^ J me that will evermore peep through their eyes 

 size and d laugh like parrots at a bag- piper ; 

 distract d other of such vinegar aspect 

 "It is 



m every ^ 



spere."- ~~"~ ""^ 



VEGAN, Paul, Trench & Co., i. Paternoster Square." 

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