There’s a girl in Belmont who’s inherited a huge amount of money, and
she’s beautiful and—even better—she’s a good
person. I think she likes me. Sometimes the expression on her face tells me she likes me.
Her name is Portia. She’s as rich as that famous Roman heroine Portia, the daughter
of Cato and wife of Brutus. Her wealth is world-famous. Famous and important men have come
in from all over the world to try to marry her. The hair that hangs down on her forehead is
like gold, calling every adventurer to Belmont like a gold rush. Antonio, if I only had
enough money to hold my own against those suitors, I know I could win her!
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ANTONIO
Thou know’st that all my fortunes are at sea.
Neither have I money nor commodity
To raise a present sum. Therefore go forth,
Try what my credit can in Venice do—
That shall be racked even to the uttermost
To furnish thee to Belmont, to fair Portia.
Go presently inquire, and so will I,
Where money is, and I no question make
To have it of my trust or for my sake.
ANTONIO
You know right now all my money’s tied up in that cargo that’s still
at sea. I can’t give you the cash you need because I don’t have it. But go
ahead and charge things to me on credit, as much credit as I can get in Venice.
I’ll use all my lines of credit to help you get to Belmont, to Portia. Go see who
will lend money, and I’ll do the same. I’m sure I can get something either
as a business loan, or as a personal favor.