William Shakespeare: The Merchant of Venice

ACT 3.
1. SCENE I. Venice. A street (continued)

[Enter TUBAL.]

Here comes another of the tribe: a third cannot be
match'd, unless the devil himself turn Jew.

[Exeunt SALANIO, SALARINO, and Servant.]

How now, Tubal! what news from Genoa? Hast thou found my

I often came where I did hear of her, but cannot find her.

Why there, there, there, there! A diamond gone, cost me
two thousand ducats in Frankfort! The curse never fell upon our
nation till now; I never felt it till now. Two thousand ducats in
that, and other precious, precious jewels. I would my daughter
were dead at my foot, and the jewels in her ear; would she were
hearsed at my foot, and the ducats in her coffin! No news of
them? Why, so: and I know not what's spent in the search. Why,
thou--loss upon loss! The thief gone with so much, and so much to
find the thief; and no satisfaction, no revenge; nor no ill luck
stirring but what lights on my shoulders; no sighs but of my
breathing; no tears but of my shedding.

Yes, other men have ill luck too. Antonio, as I heard in

What, what, what? Ill luck, ill luck?

--hath an argosy cast away, coming from Tripolis.

I thank God! I thank God! Is it true, is it true?

I spoke with some of the sailors that escaped the wrack.

I thank thee, good Tubal. Good news, good news! ha, ha!
Where? in Genoa?

Your daughter spent in Genoa, as I heard, one night,
fourscore ducats.

Thou stick'st a dagger in me: I shall never see my gold
again: fourscore ducats at a sitting! Fourscore ducats!

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