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An evil soul producing holy witness Is like a villain with a smiling cheek, A goodly apple rotten at the heart. O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!
SHYLOCK. Three thousand ducats; ' tis a good round sum. Three months from twelve; then let me see the rate.
ANTONIO. Well, Shylock, shall we be beholding to you?
SHYLOCK. Signior Antonio, many a time and oft In the Rialto you have rated me About my moneys and my usances; Still have I borne it with a patient shrug, For suff ' rance is the badge of all our tribe; You call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog, And spet upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears you need my help; Go to, then; you come to me, and you say ' Shylock, we would have moneys.' You say so: You that did void your rheum upon my beard, And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold; moneys is your suit. What should I say to you? Should I not say ' Hath a dog money? Is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats?' Or Shall I bend low and, in a bondman ' s key, With bated breath and whisp ' ring humbleness, Say this:-- ' Fair sir, you spit on me on Wednesday last; You spurn ' d me such a day; another time You call ' d me dog; and for these courtesies