Page 420 - Shakespeare - Vol. 2

My best-esteemed acquaintance. Hie thee, go.

LEONARDO
My best endeavours shall be done herein. [170]

Enter Gratiano.

GRATIANO
Where’s your master?

LEONARDO
Yonder, sir, he walks.
Exit.

GRATIANO

Signor Bassanio!

BASSANIO

Gratiano!

GRATIANO
I have suit to you.

BASSANIO
You have obtained it.

GRATIANO
You must not deny me. I must go with you to Belmont. [175]

BASSANIO
Why then you must. But hear thee, Gratiano:
Thou art too wild, too rude and bold of voice,

Parts that become thee happily enough
And in such eyes as ours appear not faults,
But where thou art not known, why there they show [180]
Something too liberal. Pray thee take pain

To allay with some cold drops of modesty