And, by the near guess of my memory,
I cannot instantly raise up the gross
Of full three thousand ducats: What of that?
Tubal, a wealthy Hebrew of my tribe,
Will furnish me: But soft: How many months
Do you desire?—Rest you fair, good signior:
[To ANTONIO.
Your worship was the last man in our mouths.
Ant
. Shylock, albeit, I neither lend nor borrow,