SCENE IIIThe same. A room in SHYLOCK'S house.
Enter JESSICA and LAUNCELOT.
I am sorry thou wilt leave my father so:
Our house is hell, and thou, a merry devil,
Didst rob it of some taste of tediousness.
But fare thee well, there is a ducat for thee:
And, Launcelot, soon at supper shalt thou see
Lorenzo, who is thy new master's guest:
Give him this letter; do it secretly;
And so farewell: I would not have my father (9)
See me in talk with thee.
Adieu! tears exhibit my tongue.
Most beautiful pagan, most sweet Jew! if a
Christian did not play the knave and get thee,
I am much deceived. But, adieu: these foolish
drops do something drown my manly spirit:
Farewell, good Launcelot.
Alack, what heinous sin is it in me
To be ashamed to be my father's child!
But though I am a daughter to his blood,
I am not to his manners. O Lorenzo, (20)
If thou keep promise, I shall end this strife,
Become a Christian and thy loving wife. [Exit.