[022] I speak too long; but ’tis to peize the time,
[023] To eke it and to draw it out in length,
To stay you from election.
Bass.
Let me choose;
025 For as I am, I live upon the rack.
Por. Upon the rack, Bassanio! then confess
What treason there is mingled with your love.
Bass. None but that ugly treason of mistrust,
Which makes me fear the enjoying of my love: