How much unlike art thou to Portia!
[057] How much unlike my hopes and my deservings!
[058] ‘Who chooseth me shall have as much as he deserves.’
Did I deserve no more than a fool’s head?
[060] Is that my prize? are my deserts no better?
Por. To offend, and judge, are distinct offices,
And of opposed natures.
Ar.
[062] What is here? [Reads]
The fire seven times tried this;