The Merchant of Venice Flashcards
Portia mercy
The quality of mercy is not strain’d
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath
Shylock leaving
I pray you give me leave to go from hence
I am not well
Lead casket
Who chooseth me must give + hazard all he hath
Antonio wanting death
I am a tainted wether of the flock
Meetest for death
Shylock a1 s3 to Antonio when lending money
You call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog,
And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine
Shylock Soliloquy
I hate him for he is a Christian
He lends out money gratis, and brings down
The rate of usance (here with us in Venice)
If I can catch him once upon the hip
I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him
Cursed be my tribe
If I forgive him
Antonio’s melancholy (a1)
In sooth I know not why I am so sad
I hold the world but as the world Gratanio,
A stage where every man must play a part
And mine a sad one
Bassanio to Antonio (a1)
To you, Antonio, I owe the most,
in money and in love
Antonio’s generosity
My purse, my person, my extremist means,
Lie all unlocked to your occasion
About Portia
A lady richly left