The Merchant of Venice

by: William Shakespeare

Act II, scenes v-ix

1
Farewell, and if my fortune be not crossed,
I have a father, you a daughter lost. (II.v.)
2
But love is blind, and lovers cannot see
The pretty follies that themselves commit (II.vi.)
3
All that glitters is not gold (II.vii.73)
4
I never heard a passion so confused,
So strange, outrageous, and so variable
As the dog Jew did utter in the streets.
“My daughter, O my ducats, O my daughter! (II.viii.)
5
To offend and judge are distinct offices
And of opposed natures. (II.ix.)