Godward Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder painting
Waterhouse Gather ye rosebuds while ye may painting
SHYLOCK
An oath, an oath, I have an oath in heaven:Shall I lay perjury upon my soul?No, not for Venice.
PORTIA
Why, this bond is forfeit;And lawfully by this the Jew may claimA pound of flesh, to be by him cut offNearest the merchant's heart. Be merciful:Take thrice thy money; bid me tear the bond.
SHYLOCK
When it is paid according to the tenor.It doth appear you are a worthy judge;You know the law, your expositionHath been most sound: I charge you by the law,Whereof you are a well-deserving pillar,Proceed to judgment: by my soul I swearThere is no power in the tongue of manTo alter me: I stay here on my bond.
ANTONIO
Most heartily I do beseech the courtTo give the judgment.
PORTIA
Why then, thus it is:You must prepare your bosom for his knife.
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