Act 1 - Scene 2
Belmont. A room in PORTIA'S house.
Enter PORTIA and NERISSA PORTIA
By my troth, Nerissa, my little body is aweary of this great world. NERISSA
You would be, sweet madam, if your miseries were in the same abundance as your good fortunes are: and yet,
for aught I see, they are as sick that surfeit with too much as they that starve with nothing. It is no mean
happiness therefore, to be seated in the mean: superfluity comes sooner by white hairs, but competency
lives longer. PORTIA
Good sentences and well pronounced. NERISSA
They would be better, if well followed. PORTIA
If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches and poor men's cottages
princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions: I can easier teach twenty what were
good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching. The brain may devise laws for
the blood, but a hot temper leaps o'er a cold decree: such a hare is madness the youth, to skip o'er the
meshes of good counsel the cripple. But this reasoning is not in the fashion to choose me a husband.
O me, the word 'choose!' I may neither choose whom I would nor refuse whom I dislike; so is the will of a
living daughter curbed by the will of a dead father. Is it not hard, Nerissa, that I cannot choose one nor
refuse none? NERISSA
Your father was ever virtuous; and holy men at their death have good inspirations: therefore the lottery, that
he hath devised in these three chests of gold, silver and lead, whereof who chooses his meaning chooses
you, will, no doubt, never be chosen by any rightly but one who shall rightly love. But what warmth is
there in your affection towards any of these princely suitors that are already come? PORTIA
I pray thee, over-name them; and as thou namest them, I will describe them; and, according to my description,
level at my affection. NERISSA
First, there is the Neapolitan prince. PORTIA
Ay, that's a colt indeed, for he doth nothing but talk of his horse; and he makes it a great appropriation to
his own good parts, that he can shoe him himself. I am much afeard my lady his mother played false with
a smith.
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