Nay, we will slink away in supper-time,
Disguise us at my lodging, and return
All in an hour.
Nay, we will slink away in supper-time, Disguise us at my lodging, and return All in an hour.
We have not made good preparation.
We have not made good preparation.
We have not spoke us yet of torch-bearers.
We have not spoke us yet of torch-bearers.
’Tis vile, unless it may be quaintly order’d,
And better in my mind not undertook.
’it is vile, unless it may be quaintly order’d, And better in my mind not undertook.
’Tis now but four o’clock, we have two hours
To furnish us.
’it is now but four o’clock, we have two hours To furnish us.
And it shall please you to break up this, it shall seem to signify.
And it shall please you to break up this, it shall seem to signify.
I know the hand, in faith ’tis a fair hand,
And whiter than the paper it writ on
Is the fair hand that writ.
I know the hand, in faith ’it is a fair hand, And whiter than the paper it writ on Is the fair hand that writ.
Love news, in faith.
Love news, in faith.
By your leave, sir.
By your leave, sir.
Whither goest thou?
Whither goest you?
A masque was a formal entertainment involving music, disguise, and procession — wealthy households used them to celebrate occasions, and masked revellers could move through Venice's streets at night without being challenged. Bassanio's evening masque is both genuine celebration and perfect cover: masked participants in costumes could move around Venice without being identified, and the noise and festivity would draw attention away from what was happening at Shylock's house. Lorenzo's plan to use the masque as cover for the elopement is clever — and it tells us something about the ease with which the Christian social world protects its own while leaving Shylock's household completely exposed.
Marry, sir, to bid my old master the Jew to sup tonight with my new
master the Christian.
Marry, sir, to bid my old master the Jew to sup tonight with my new master the Christian.
Hold here, take this. Tell gentle Jessica
I will not fail her, speak it privately.
Go, gentlemen,
Hold here, take this. Tell gentle Jessica I will not fail her, speak it privately. Go, gentlemen,
Ay, marry, I’ll be gone about it straight.
Ay, marry, I’ll be gone about it straight.
And so will I.
And so will I.
Meet me and Gratiano
At Gratiano’s lodging some hour hence.
Meet me and Gratiano At Gratiano’s lodging some hour hence.
’Tis good we do so.
’it is good we do so.
Was not that letter from fair Jessica?
Was not that letter from fair Jessica?
I must needs tell thee all. She hath directed
How I shall take her from her father’s house,
What gold and jewels she is furnish’d with,
What page’s suit she hath in readiness.
If e’er the Jew her father come to heaven,
It will be for his gentle daughter’s sake;
And never dare misfortune cross her foot,
Unless she do it under this excuse,
That she is issue to a faithless Jew.
Come, go with me, peruse this as thou goest;
Fair Jessica shall be my torch-bearer.
I must needs tell you all. She has directed How I shall take her from her father’s house, What gold and jewels she is furnish’d with, What page’s suit she has in readiness. If e’er the Jew her father come to heaven, It will be for his gentle daughter’s sake; And never dare misfortune cross her foot, Unless she do it under this excuse, That she is issue to a faithless Jew. Come, go with me, peruse this as you goest; Fair Jessica shall be my torch-bearer.
The Reckoning
A quick, functional scene that tightens the screws of the night's overlapping plots: the masque, the elopement, Bassanio's departure. Lorenzo's speech at the end — praising Jessica as 'wise, fair, and true' — is genuinely warm, but it arrives immediately after he's described her as his 'torch-bearer' (his Jewish cover story), and the sentence 'if e'er the Jew her father come to heaven, it will be for his gentle daughter's sake' is a casually devastating line that the play just lets hang in the air.
If this happened today…
A group of friends are planning a surprise party (actually a cover for a heist). They're behind on logistics — no DJ confirmed, no transport sorted. A mutual acquaintance shows up with a sealed message from a girl one of them has been secretly dating. He reads it, gets emotional, pulls his best friend aside: 'She's in. She's got her own plan. She'll bring her father's money and meet us at the door in a disguise.' His friend says: 'She sounds incredible.' He says: 'She's the one. Wise, kind, everything. And if her dad ever gets to heaven, it'll be because of her.'