Act 3 - Scene 5
The same. A garden.
Enter LAUNCELOT and JESSICA
Yes, truly; for, look you, the sins of the father
are to be laid upon the children: therefore, I
promise ye, I fear
you. I was always plain with
you, and so now I speak my agitation of the matter:
therefore be of good
cheer, for truly I think you
are damned. There is but one hope in it that can do
you any good; and that is
but a kind of bastard
And what hope is that, I pray thee?
Marry, you may partly hope that your father got you
not, that you are not the Jew's daughter.
That were a kind of bastard hope, indeed: so the
sins of my mother should be visited upon me.
Truly then I fear you are damned both by father and
mother: thus when I shun Scylla, your father, I
into Charybdis, your mother: well, you are
gone both ways.
I shall be saved by my husband; he hath made me a
Truly, the more to blame he: we were Christians
enow before; e'en as many as could well live, one by
This making Christians will raise the
price of hogs: if we grow all to be pork-eaters, we
shall not shortly
have a rasher on the coals for money.
I'll tell my husband, Launcelot, what you say: here he comes.
I shall grow jealous of you shortly, Launcelot, if
you thus get my wife into corners.
Nay, you need not fear us, Lorenzo: Launcelot and I
are out. He tells me flatly, there is no mercy for
heaven, because I am a Jew's daughter: and he
says, you are no good member of the commonwealth,
in converting Jews to Christians, you raise the
price of pork.
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