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All that glisters is not gold, [65]
Often have you heard that told.
Many a man his life hath sold
But my outside to behold.

Gilded timber do worms infold.
Had you been as wise as bold, [70]
Young in limbs, in judgement old,
Your answer had not been inscrolled.

Fare you well, your suit is cold.
Cold indeed, and labour lost.
Then farewell heat, and welcome frost. [75]
Portia, adieu, I have too grieved a heart

To take a tedious leave. Thus losers part.
Exit with his train. Flourish of cornets.

PORTIA
A gentle riddance. Draw the curtains, go.
Let all of his complexion choose me so.

Exeunt.

Scene VIII IT

Enter Salerio and Solanio.

SALERIO
Why, man, I saw Bassanio under sail,

With him is Gratiano gone along;
And in their ship I am sure Lorenzo is not.

SOLANIO
The villain Jew with outcries raised the Duke,
Who went with him to search Bassanio’s ship. [5]

SALERIO
He came too late, the ship was under sail,
But there the Duke was given to understand

That in a gondola were seen together