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Shakespeare's Play of the Merchant of Venice Arranged for Representation at The

出版	CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform, 2018-07-03
主題	Drama / Middle Eastern
ISBN	17222422569781722242251
URL	http://books.google.com.hk/books?id=HfNruQEACAAJ&hl=&source=gbs_api

註釋Shakespeare's play of the Merchant of Venice Arranged for Representation at the Princess's Theatre, with Historical and Explanatory Notes by Charles Kean, F.S.A. by Charles John Kean SCENE I.-VENICE.(A) SAINT MARK'S PLACE.(B) Various groups of Nobles, Citizens, Merchants, Foreigners, Water-Carriers, Flower Girls, &c., pass and repass. Procession of the Doge, in state, across the square. ANTONIO, SALARINO, and SALANIO come forward. Ant. In sooth, I know not why I am so sad;It wearies me; you say, it wearies you;But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn;And such a want-wit sadness makes of me, That I have much ado to know myself.Salar. Your mind is tossing on the ocean;There, where your argosies with portly sail, Like signiors and rich burghers on the flood, Do overpeer the petty traffickers, That curt'sy to them, do them reverence, As they fly by them with their woven wings.Sal. Believe me, Sir, had I such venture forth, The better part of my affections wouldBe with my hopes abroad. I should be stillPlucking the grass, to know where sits the wind;Peering in maps, for ports, and piers, and roads;And every object that might make me fearMisfortune to my ventures, out of doubt, Would make me sad.Salar. My wind, cooling my broth, Would blow me to an ague, when I thoughtWhat harm a wind too great might do at sea.I should not see the sandy hour-glass run, But I should think of shallows and of flats;And see my wealthy Andrew dock'd in sand, Vailing her high-top lower than her ribs, To kiss her burial.Shall I have the thoughtTo think on this? and shall I lack the thoughtThat such a thing, bechanc'd, would make me sad?But tell not me; I know AntonioIs sad to think upon his merchandize.Ant. Believe me, no: I thank my fortune for it, My ventures are not in one bottom trusted, Nor to one place; nor is my whole estateUpon the fortune of this present year: Therefore my merchandize 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, Because you are not merry: an 'twere as easyFor you to laugh and leap, and say you are merry, Because you are not sad.Sal. Here comes Bassanio, your most noble kinsman, Gratiano, and Lorenzo: Fare you well;We leave you now with better company.Salar. I would have staid till I had made you merry, If worthier friends had not prevented me.Ant. Your worth is very dear in my regard.I take it your own business calls on you, And you embrace the occasion to depart. We are delighted to publish this classic book as part of our extensive Classic Library collection. Many of the books in our collection have been out of print for decades, and therefore have not been accessible to the general public. The aim of our publishing program is to facilitate rapid access to this vast reservoir of literature, and our view is that this is a significant literary work, which deserves to be brought back into print after many decades. The contents of the vast majority of titles in the Classic Library have been scanned from the original works. To ensure a high quality product, each title has been meticulously hand curated by our staff. Our philosophy has been guided by a desire to provide the reader with a book that is as close as possible to ownership of the original work. We hope that you will enjoy this wonderful classic work, and that for you it becomes an enri