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Enter PORTIA and NERISSA
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PORTIA and NERISSA
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PORTIA By my troth, Nerissa, my little body is aweary of this great
world.
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PORTIA Oh Nerissa, my poor little body is tired of this great big world.
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NERISSA You would be, sweet madam, if your miseries were in the
same abundance as your good fortunes are. And yet for
aught I see, they are as sick that surfeit with too much as
they that starve with nothing. It is no mean happiness,
therefore, to be seated in the mean. Superfluity comes
sooner by white hairs, but competency lives longer.
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NERISSA You’d be tired, madam, if you had bad luck rather than wealth and good luck.
But as far as I can tell, people with too much suffer as much as people with nothing. The
best way to be happy is to be in between. When you have too much you get old sooner, but
having just enough helps you live longer.
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PORTIA Good sentences, and well pronounced.
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PORTIA Good point, and well said.
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NERISSA
10They would be better if well followed.
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NERISSA It would be better if you actually applied it to your life.
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PORTIA If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do,
chapels had been churches and poor men’s cottages
princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own
instructions. I can easier teach twenty what were good to
be done than be one of the twenty to follow mine own
teaching. The brain may devise laws for the blood, but a
hot temper leaps o'er a cold decree. Such a hare is
madness the youth—to skip o'er the meshes of good
counsel the cripple. But this reasoning is not in the
fashion to choose me a husband. O me, the word
“choose!” I may neither choose whom I would nor refuse
whom I dislike—so is the will of a living daughter curbed
by the will of a dead father. Is it not hard, Nerissa, that I
cannot choose one nor refuse none?
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PORTIA You think it’s that easy? If doing good deeds were as easy as knowing how to
do them, then everyone would be better off. Small chapels would be big churches, and poor
men’s cottages would be princes' palaces. It takes a good priest to
practice what he preaches. For me, it’s easier to lecture twenty people on how to
be good than to be the one person out of twenty who actually does good things. The brain can
tell the heart what to do, but what does it matter? Cold rules don’t matter when
you’ve got a hot temper. Young people are like frisky young rabbits, and good
advice is like a crippled old man trying to catch them. But thinking like this
won’t help me choose a husband. Oh, the word “choose” is
strange! I can’t choose who I like, or refuse who I dislike. I’m a living
daughter still controlled by the wishes of her dead father. Isn’t it a pain that I
can’t choose or refuse anyone, Nerissa?
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