_Shy_. To bait fish withal: if it will feed nothing else it will feed my revenge. He hath disgraced me, and hindered me half a million; laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies: and what's his reason? I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? revenge: If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example? why, revenge. The villany you teach me I will execute: and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction. _Salar_. Here comes another of the tribe; a third cannot be matched, unless the devil himself turn Jew. [_Exeunt_ SALANIO, SALARINO, _and Servant_. _Enter_ TUBAL. _Shy_. How now, Tubal, what news from Genoa? hast thou found my daughter? _Tub_. I often came where I did hear of her, but cannot find her. _Shy_. 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 hears'd 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 o' my shoulders; no sighs but o' my breathing; no tears but o' my shedding. _Tub_. Yes, other men have ill luck, too. Antonio, as I heard in Genoa,-- _Shy_. What, what, what? ill luck, ill luck? _Tub_. Hath an argosy cast away, coming from Tripolis. _Shy_. I thank God, I thank God:--Is it true? is it true? _Tub_. I spoke with some of the sailors that escaped the wreck. _Shy_. I thank thee, good Tubal;--Good news, good news: ha! ha!--Where? in Genoa? _Tub_. Your daughter spent in Genoa, as I heard, one night, fourscore ducats! _Shy_. Thou stick'st a dagger in me:--I shall never see my gold again: Fourscore ducats at a sitting! fourscore ducats! _Tub_. There came divers of Antonio's creditors in my company to Venice, that swear he cannot choose but break. _Shy_. I am very glad of it: I'll plague him; I'll torture him; I am glad of it. _Tub_. One of them showed me a ring, that he had of your daughter for a monkey.