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William Aldis Wright [1863–1866], The works of William Shakespeare edited by William George Clark... and John Glover [and William Aldis Wright] (Macmillan and Co., London) [word count] [S10701].
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Scene I. Belmont. A room in Portia's house. Flourish of cornets. Enter the Prince of Morocco and his train; Portia, Nerissa, and others attending. note

Mor.
Mislike me not for my complexion,
The shadow'd livery of the burnish'd note sun,
To whom I am a neighbour and near bred.
Bring me note the fairest creature northward born,
Where Phœbus' fire scarce thaws the icicles,
And let us make incision for your love,
To prove whose blood is reddest, his or mine.
I tell thee, lady, this aspect of mine
Hath fear'd the valiant: by my love, I swear
The best-regarded virgins of our clime
Have note loved it too: I would not change this hue,
Except to steal your thoughts, my gentle queen.

Por.
In terms of choice I am not solely note led
By nice direction of a maiden's eyes;
Besides, the lottery of my destiny
Bars me the right of voluntary choosing:
But if my father had not scanted me
And hedged me by his wit note, to yield myself
His wife who wins me by that means I told you,
Yourself, renowned prince, then stood as fair
As any comer I have look'd on yet
For my affection.

Mor.
Even for that I thank you:
Therefore, I pray you, lead me to the caskets,

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To try my fortune. By this scimitar note
That slew the Sophy and a Persian prince
That won three fields of Sultan Solyman,
I would outstare note the sternest eyes that look,
Outbrave the heart most daring on the earth,
Pluck the young sucking cubs from the she-bear,
Yea, mock the lion when he note roars for prey,
To win thee, lady note. But, alas the while!
If Hercules and Lichas play at dice
Which is the better man, the greater throw
May turn by fortune from the weaker hand:
So is Alcides beaten by his page note;
And so may I, blind fortune leading me,
Miss that which one unworthier may attain,
And die with grieving.

Por.
You must take your chance;
And either not attempt to choose at all,
Or swear before you choose, if you choose wrong,
Never to speak to lady afterward
In way of marriage: therefore be advised.

Mor.
Nor will not. Come, bring me unto note note my chance.

Por.
First, forward to the temple: after dinner
Your hazard shall be made.

Mor.
Good fortune then!
To make me blest note or cursed'st among men.
[Cornets, and exeunt.

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William Aldis Wright [1863–1866], The works of William Shakespeare edited by William George Clark... and John Glover [and William Aldis Wright] (Macmillan and Co., London) [word count] [S10701].
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