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ANTONIO. Hie thee, gentle Jew.
[ Exit SHYLOCK ] This Hebrew will turn Christian: he grows kind.
BASSANIO. I like not fair terms and a villain ' s mind.
ANTONIO. Come on; in this there can be no dismay; My ships come home a month before the day.
[ Exeunt ] ACT 2. SCENE I. Belmont. A room in PORTIA ' s house.
[ Flourish of cornets. Enter the PRINCE of MOROCCO, and his Followers; PORTIA, NERISSA, and Others of her train.]
PRINCE OF Morocco. Mislike me not for my complexion, The shadow ' d livery of the burnish ' d sun, To whom I am a neighbour, and near bred. Bring me the fairest creature northward born, Where Phoebus ' fire scarce thaws the icicles, And let us make incision for your love To prove whose blood is reddest, his or mine. I tell thee, lady, this aspect of mine Hath fear ' d the valiant; by my love, I swear The best-regarded virgins of our clime Have lov ' d it too. I would not change this hue,