19, 20: _me. Fortune...hope!_] _me, fortune...hope:_ Qq Ff. 22: After this line Mr Lloyd proposes to insert ‘_Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserves:_’ see l. 35. 25: _desire!_] _desire,_ Qq Ff. _’many’ may_] _may_ Pope. 25, 26: _that...By the_] _by that many may be Meant the_ Grant White conj. 26: _By the fool_] _Of the full_ Pope. 28: _pries not to the_] _prize not the_ Collier MS. 30: _road_] _rode_ Qq Ff. 33: _multitudes_] _multitude_ S. Walker conj. 39: _merit?_] Rowe. _merit,_ Qq Ff. 42: _and_] om. Pope. 46: _peasantry_] Q2 Q3 Q4. _pesantry_ Q1. _pleasantry_ Ff. 46–48: _glean’d...Pick’d_] _pick’d...Glean’d_ Johnson conj. 48: _chaff_] F4. _chaffe_ Q1 F1 F2 Q3 Q4 F3. _chaft_ Q2. _ruin_] _rowing_ or _rowen_ Steevens conj. 49: _varnish’d_] _vernish’d_ Q1. _varnist_ Q2. _vanned_ Warburton. 51: _for this_] om. Steevens (Ritson conj.). 52: [He...casket.] Rowe. om. Qq Ff. 57: _deservings_] _deserving_ F4. 58: _have_] Qq Ff. _get_ Knight. 60: _prize_] _price_ Capell conj. 62: _is_] om. Q1. 64: _judgement_] _judement_ Q2. 68: _I wis_] See note (VI). 70: _wife_] _wise_ Jackson conj. 72: _be gone_] Qq F1. _be gone sir_ F2 F3 F4. _farewel, sir_ Capell. 73: _Still_] Q1. Arrag. _Still_ Q2 Q3 Q4. Ar. _Still_ Ff. 78: _wroth_] Q3 Q4. _wroath_ Q1 Q2 Ff. _wrath_ Warburton. _roth_ Dyce. [Exeunt...train.] Capell. [Exit. Rowe. om. Qq Ff. 79: _moth_] Q1 F3 F4. _moath_ Q2 F1 F2 Q3 Q4. 81: _the wisdom_] _their wisdome_ Q1. 83: _goes_] _go_ Hanmer. 84: Enter a Servant.] Rowe. Enter Messenger. Qq Ff. 85: Por.] Ner. Tyrwhitt conj. 90: _courteous_] _curious_ Q3 Q4. 95: _fore-spurrer_] _fore-spurrier_ Capell (corrected in MS.). 96: _afeard_] _afraid_ Pope. 97: _Thou wilt_] _Thou’lt_ Pope. 100: _Quick Cupid’s post_] _Cupid’s quick post_ Collier MS. 101: _Bassanio, lord Love,_] Rowe. _Bassanio Lord, love_ Q1 Q2 F1 F2 F3. _Bassanio, Lord, Love_ Q3 Q4. _Bassanio Lord, love,_ F4. ~~~~~ ACT III. SCENE I. _Venice. A street._ _Enter_ SALANIO _and_ SALARINO. _Salan._ Now, what news on the Rialto? _Salar._ Why, yet it lives there unchecked, that Antonio hath a ship of rich lading wrecked on the narrow seas; the Goodwins, I think they call the place; a very dangerous flat and fatal, where the carcases of many a tall ship lie buried, 5 as they say, if my gossip Report be an honest woman of her word. _Salan._ I would she were as lying a gossip in that as ever knapped ginger, or made her neighbours believe she wept for the death of a third husband. But it is true, without 10 any slips of prolixity, or crossing the plain highway of talk, that the good Antonio, the honest Antonio,——O that I had a title good enough to keep his name company!— _Salar._ Come, the full stop. _Salan._ Ha! what sayest thou? Why, the end is, he 15 hath lost a ship. _Salar._ I would it might prove the end of his losses.