The Comicall Historie of
A coyne that beares the figure of an Angell
ſtampt in gold, but thats inſculpt vpon :
But heere an Angell in a golden bed
lies all vvithin. Deliuer me the key :
heere doe I chooſe, and thriue I as I may.
Por. There take it Prince, and if my forme lie there
then I am yours?
Mor. O hell ! what haue wee heare, a carrion death,
vvithin whoſe emptie eye there is a written ſcroule,
Ile reade the writing.
All that gliſters is not gold,
Often haue you heard that told,
Many a man his life hath ſold
But my outſide to behold,
Guilded timber doe wormes infold :
Had you beene as wiſe as bold,
Young in limbs, in iudgement old,
Your aunſwere had not beene inſcrold,
Fareyouwell, your ſute is cold.
Mor. Cold indeede and labour loſt,
Then farewell heate, and welcomefroſt :
Portia adiew, I haue too greeu’d a hart
To take a tedious leaue : thus looſers part. Exit.
Por. A gentle riddance, draw the curtaines, go,
Let all of his complexion chooſe me ſo. Exeunt.
Enter Salarino and Solanio.
Sal. Why man I ſaw Baſſanio vnder ſayle,
vvith him is Gratiano gone along ;
and in theyr ſhip I am ſure Lorenzo is not.
Sola. The villaine Iew with outcries raiſd the Duke,
vvho went with him to ſearch Baſſanios ſhip.
Sal. He came too late, the ſhip was vnderſaile,
But there the Duke was giuen to vnderſtand
that in a Gondylo were ſeene together
Lorenzo and his amorous Ieſſica.
Beſides, Anthonio certified the Duke
they were not with Baſſanio in his ſhip.
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