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Shy. I say my daughter is my flesh and

blood.

Salar. There is more difference between thy

flesh and hers than between jet and ivory; more

between your bloods than there is between red

wine and Rhenish. But tell us, do you hear

whether Antonio have had any loss at sea

or no?

Shy. There I have another bad match: a

bankrupt, a prodigal, who dare scarce show his

head on the Rialto; a beggar, that was used to

come so smug upon the mart; let him look to his

bond: he was wont to call me usurer; let him look

to his bond: he was wont to lend money for a

Christian courtesy; let him look to his bond.

Salar. Why, I am sure, if he forfeit thou

wilt not take his flesh: what's that good for?

Shy. To bait fish withal: if it feed nothing

else, it will feed my revenge. He hath disgraced

me, and hindered me half a million, laughed at

my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my

nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends,

heated mine enemies; and what's his reason? I

am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a

Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affec-

tions, passions? fed with the same food, hurt

with the same weapons, subject to the same dis-

eases, healed by the same means, warmed and

cooled by the same winter and summer, as a

Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed?

if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison

us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we

not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we

will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a

