You are a widow, and I without a wife,
Seek, vainly seek, for joy in life—
Will you, in short, old Shylock wed?
Mrs. Pet.—Think you, sir, my reason’s fled. (Withdrawing hand indignantly.) Marry you? Never! Sooner would I see you hanged.
Shylock.—But are you happy?
Romeo.—
Happy in this, she is not yet so old
But she may learn; and happier than this,
She is not bred so dull but she can learn;
Happiest of all is, that her gentle spirit