Page 409 - Shakespeare - Vol. 2
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You, that did void your rheum upon my beard [115]
               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?’ or [120]
               Shall I bend low, and in a bondman’s key,
               With bated breath and whispering humbleness,

               Say this:
               ‘Fair sir, you spat on me on Wednesday last,
               You spurned me such a day, another time [125]
               You called me dog, and for these courtesies

               I’ll lend you thus much moneys’?



              ANTONIO
               I am as like to call thee so again,
               To spit on thee again, to spurn thee too.
               If thou wilt lend this money, lend it not [130]

               As to thy friends, for when did friendship take
               A breed of barren metal of his friend?
               But lend it rather to thine enemy,
               Who if he break, thou mayst with better face
               Exact the penalty.




              SHYLOCK
                               Why look you, how you storm! [135]
               I would be friends with you and have your love,
               Forget the shames that you have stained me with,
               Supply your present wants, and take no doit

               Of usance for my moneys, and you’ll not hear me.
               This is kind I offer. [140]



              BASSANIO
               This were kindness.



              SHYLOCK
                               This kindness will I show.
               Go with me to a notary, seal me there
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