[101] Ner. Bassanio, lord Love, if thy will it be! [Exeunt.
ACT III.
Scene I. Venice. A street.
TMOV III. 1 Enter Salanio and Salarino.
Salan. Now, what news on the Rialto?
Salar. Why, yet it lives there unchecked, that Antonio hath a ship of rich lading wrecked on the narrow seas; the Goodwins, I think they call the place; a very dangerous flat 005 and fatal, where the carcases of many a tall ship lie buried, [006] as they say, if my gossip Report be an honest woman of her word.
[008] Salan. I would she were as lying a gossip in that as ever knapped ginger, or made her neighbours believe she wept 010 for the death of a third husband. But it is true, without any slips of prolixity, or crossing the plain highway of talk, [012] that the good Antonio, the honest Antonio,——O that I had a title good enough to keep his name company!—
Salar. Come, the full stop.
015 Salan. Ha! what sayest thou? Why, the end is, he hath lost a ship.
Salar. I would it might prove the end of his losses.