you at my death. Notwithstanding, use your
pleasure: if your love do not persuade you to come,
let not my letter.'
Por. O love, dispatch all business, and be gone! 324
Bass. Since I have your good leave to go away,
I will make haste; but, till I come again,
No bed shall e'er be guilty of my stay,
Nor rest be interposer 'twixt us twain. Exeunt.
Scene Three
[Venice. A Street]
Enter the Jew, and Salarino, and Antonio, and the Gaoler.
Shy. Gaoler, look to him: tell not me of mercy;
This is the fool that lent out money gratis:
Gaoler, look to him.
Ant. Hear me yet, good Shylock.
Shy. Ill have my bond; speak not against my bond:
I have sworn an oath that I will have my bond. 5
Thou call'dst me dog before thou hadst a cause,
But, since I am a dog, beware my fangs:
The duke shall grant me justice. I do wonder, 8
Thou naughty gaoler, that thou art so fond
To come abroad with him at his request.
Ant. I pray thee, hear me speak.
Shy. I'll have my bond; I will not hear thee speak:
I'll have my bond, and therefore speak no more. 13
I'll not be made a soft and dull-eyed fool,
To shake the head, relent, and sigh, and yield
To Christian intercessors. Follow not; 16
1 Gaoler: sailor
9 naughty: good-for-naught
