THE MERCHANT OF VENICE.
ACT I.
[000] Scene I. Venice. A street.
TMOV I. 1 Enter Antonio, Salarino, and Salanio.
Ant. In sooth, I know not why I am so sad:
It wearies me; you say it wearies you;
But how I caught it, found it, or came by it,
What stuff ’tis made of, whereof it is born,
[005] I am to learn;
And such a want-wit sadness makes of me,