The Merchant of Venice

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The Merchant of Venice (《威尼斯商人》)，莎翁喜剧，入选九年级人教版初中语文课本。 作者：William Shakespeare（威廉·莎士比亚），1564～1616，英国文学史上最杰出的戏剧家； 朗读：苑溪仙； 播出时间：上午9点

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苑溪仙

Category

arts · comedy

Language

zh

Explicit

No

First episode

19 Jan 2025

Latest episode

23 Feb 2025

Latest episodes

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   23 Feb 2025

   Act5 Scene1 The Merchant of Venice 威尼斯商人

   莎翁喜剧《威尼斯商人》最后一幕最后一场啦！ 文本如下：： ACT V SCENE I Belmont. Avenue to PORTIA'S house. [Enter LORENZO and JESSICA] LORENZOThe moon shines bright: in such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees And they did make no noise, in such a night Troilus methinks mounted the Troyan walls And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents,5 Where Cressid lay that night. JESSICAIn such a night Did Thisbe fearfully o'ertrip the dew And saw the lion's shadow ere himself And ran dismay'd away.10 LORENZOIn such a night Stood Dido with a willow in her hand Upon the wild sea banks and waft her love To come again to Carthage. JESSICAIn such a night15 Medea gather'd the enchanted herbs That did renew old AEson. LORENZOIn such a night Did Jessica steal from the wealthy Jew And with an unthrift love did run from Venice20 As far as Belmont. JESSICAIn such a night Did young Lorenzo swear he loved her well, Stealing her soul with many vows of faith And ne'er a true one.25 LORENZOIn such a night Did pretty Jessica, like a little shrew, Slander her love, and he forgave it her. JESSICAI would out-night you, did no body come; But, hark, I hear the footing of a man.30 [Enter STEPHANO] LORENZOWho comes so fast in silence of the night? STEPHANOA friend. LORENZOA friend! what friend? your name, I pray you, friend? STEPHANOStephano is my name; and I bring word My mistress will before the break of day35 Be here at Belmont; she doth stray about By holy crosses, where she kneels and prays For happy wedlock hours. LORENZOWho comes with her? STEPHANONone but a holy hermit and her maid.40 I pray you, is my master yet return'd? LORENZOHe is not, nor we have not heard from him. But go we in, I pray thee, Jessica, And ceremoniously let us prepare Some welcome for the mistress of the house.45 [Enter LAUNCELOT] LAUNCELOTSola, sola! wo ha, ho! sola, sola! LORENZOWho calls? LAUNCELOTSola! did you see Master Lorenzo? Master Lorenzo, sola, sola! LORENZOLeave hollaing, man: here.50 LAUNCELOTSola! where? where? LORENZOHere. LAUNCELOTTell him there's a post come from my master, with his horn full of good news: my master will be here ere morning.55 [Exit] LORENZOSweet soul, let's in, and there expect their coming. And yet no matter: why should we go in? My friend Stephano, signify, I pray you, Within the house, your mistress is at hand; And bring your music forth into the air.60 [Exit Stephano] How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven65 Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold: There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins; Such harmony is in immortal souls;70 But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it. [Enter Musicians] Come, ho! and wake Diana with a hymn! With sweetest touches pierce your mistress' ear, And draw her home with music.75 [Music] JESSICAI am never merry when I hear sweet music. LORENZOThe reason is, your spirits are attentive: For do but note a wild and wanton herd, Or race of youthful and unhandled colts, Fetching mad bounds, bellowing and neighing loud,80 Which is the hot condition of their blood; If they but hear perchance a trumpet sound, Or any air of music touch their ears, You shall perceive them make a mutual stand, Their savage eyes turn'd to a modest gaze85 By the sweet power of music: therefore the poet Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones and floods; Since nought so stockish, hard and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself,90 Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils; The motions of his spirit are dull as night And his affections dark as Erebus: Let no such man be trusted. Mark the music.95 [Enter PORTIA and NERISSA] PORTIAThat light we see is burning in my hall. How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world. NERISSAWhen the moon shone, we did not see the candle. PORTIASo doth the greater glory dim the less:100 A substitute shines brightly as a king Unto the king be by, and then his state Empties itself, as doth an inland brook Into the main of waters. Music! hark! NERISSAIt is your music, madam, of the house.105 PORTIANothing is good, I see, without respect: Methinks it sounds much sweeter than by day. NERISSASilence bestows that virtue on it, madam. PORTIAThe crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither is attended, and I think110 The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren. How many things by season season'd are To their right praise and true perfection!115 Peace, ho! the moon sleeps with Endymion And would not be awaked. [Music ceases] LORENZOThat is the voice, Or I am much deceived, of Portia. PORTIAHe knows me as the blind man knows the cuckoo,120 By the bad voice. LORENZODear lady, welcome home. PORTIAWe have been praying for our husbands' healths, Which speed, we hope, the better for our words. Are they return'd?125 LORENZOMadam, they are not yet; But there is come a messenger before, To signify their coming. PORTIAGo in, Nerissa; Give order to my servants that they take130 No note at all of our being absent hence; Nor you, Lorenzo; Jessica, nor you. [A tucket sounds] LORENZOYour husband is at hand; I hear his trumpet: We are no tell-tales, madam; fear you not. PORTIAThis night methinks is but the daylight sick;135 It looks a little paler: 'tis a day, Such as the day is when the sun is hid. [ Enter BASSANIO, ANTONIO, GRATIANO, and their followers ] BASSANIOWe should hold day with the Antipodes, If you would walk in absence of the sun. PORTIALet me give light, but let me not be light;140 For a light wife doth make a heavy husband, And never be Bassanio so for me: But God sort all! You are welcome home, my lord. BASSANIOI thank you, madam. Give welcome to my friend. This is the man, this is Antonio,145 To whom I am so infinitely bound. PORTIAYou should in all sense be much bound to him. For, as I hear, he was much bound for you. ANTONIONo more than I am well acquitted of. PORTIASir, you are very welcome to our house:150 It must appear in other ways than words, Therefore I scant this breathing courtesy. GRATIANO[To NERISSA] By yonder moon I swear you do me wrong; In faith, I gave it to the judge's clerk: Would he were gelt that had it, for my part,155 Since you do take it, love, so much at heart. PORTIAA quarrel, ho, already! what's the matter? GRATIANOAbout a hoop of gold, a paltry ring That she did give me, whose posy was For all the world like cutler's poetry160 Upon a knife, 'Love me, and leave me not.' NERISSAWhat talk you of the posy or the value? You swore to me, when I did give it you, That you would wear it till your hour of death And that it should lie with you in your grave:165 Though not for me, yet for your vehement oaths, You should have been respective and have kept it. Gave it a judge's clerk! no, God's my judge, The clerk will ne'er wear hair on's face that had it. GRATIANOHe will, an if he live to be a man.170 NERISSAAy, if a woman live to be a man. GRATIANONow, by this hand, I gave it to a youth, A kind of boy, a little scrubbed boy, No higher than thyself; the judge's clerk, A prating boy, that begg'd it as a fee:175 I could not for my heart deny it him. PORTIAYou were to blame, I must be plain with you, To part so slightly with your wife's first gift: A thing stuck on with oaths upon your finger And so riveted with faith unto your flesh.180 I gave my love a ring and made him swear Never to part with it; and here he stands; I dare be sworn for him he would not leave it Nor pluck it from his finger, for the wealth That the world masters. Now, in faith, Gratiano,185 You give your wife too unkind a cause of grief: An 'twere to me, I should be mad at it. BASSANIO[Aside] Why, I were best to cut my left hand off And swear I lost the ring defending it. GRATIANOMy Lord Bassanio gave his ring away190 Unto the judge that begg'd it and indeed Deserved it too; and then the boy, his clerk, That took some pains in writing, he begg'd mine; And neither man nor master would take aught But the two rings.195 PORTIAWhat ring gave you my lord? Not that, I hope, which you received of me. BASSANIOIf I could add a lie unto a fault, I would deny it; but you see my finger Hath not the ring upon it; it is gone.200 PORTIAEven so void is your false heart of truth. By heaven, I will ne'er come in your bed Until I see the ring. NERISSANor I in yours Till I again see mine.205 BASSANIOSweet Portia, If you did know to whom I gave the ring, If you did know for whom I gave the ring And would conceive for what I gave the ring And how unwillingly I left the ring,210 When nought would be accepted but the ring, You would abate the strength of your displeasure. PORTIAIf you had known the virtue of the ring, Or half her worthiness that gave the ring, Or your own honour to contain the ring,215 You would not then have parted with the ring. What man is there so much unreasonable, If you had pleased to have defended it With any terms of zeal, wanted the modesty To urge the thing held as a ceremony?220 Nerissa teaches me what to believe: I'll die for't but some woman had the ring. BASSANIONo, by my honour, madam, by my soul, No woman had it, but a civil doctor, Which did refuse three thousand ducats of me225 And begg'd the ring; the which I did deny him And suffer'd him to go displeased away; Even he that did uphold the very life Of my dear friend. What should I say, sweet lady? I was enforced to send it after him;230 I was beset with shame and courtesy; My honour would not let ingratitude So much besmear it. Pardon me, good lady; For, by these blessed candles of the night, Had you been there, I think you would have begg'd235 The ring of me to give the worthy doctor. PORTIALet not that doctor e'er come near my house: Since he hath got the jewel that I loved, And that which you did swear to keep for me, I will become as liberal as you;240 I'll not deny him any thing I have, No, not my body nor my husband's bed: Know him I shall, I am well sure of it: Lie not a night from home; watch me like Argus: If you do not, if I be left alone,245 Now, by mine honour, which is yet mine own, I'll have that doctor for my bedfellow. NERISSAAnd I his clerk; therefore be well advised How you do leave me to mine own protection. GRATIANOWell, do you so; let not me take him, then;250 For if I do, I'll mar the young clerk's pen. ANTONIOI am the unhappy subject of these quarrels. PORTIASir, grieve not you; you are welcome notwithstanding. BASSANIOPortia, forgive me this enforced wrong; And, in the hearing of these many friends,255 I swear to thee, even by thine own fair eyes, Wherein I see myself-- PORTIAMark you but that! In both my eyes he doubly sees himself; In each eye, one: swear by your double self,260 And there's an oath of credit. BASSANIONay, but hear me: Pardon this fault, and by my soul I swear I never more will break an oath with thee. ANTONIOI once did lend my body for his wealth;265 Which, but for him that had your husband's ring, Had quite miscarried: I dare be bound again, My soul upon the forfeit, that your lord Will never more break faith advisedly. PORTIAThen you shall be his surety. Give him this270 And bid him keep it better than the other. ANTONIOHere, Lord Bassanio; swear to keep this ring. BASSANIOBy heaven, it is the same I gave the doctor! PORTIAI had it of him: pardon me, Bassanio; For, by this ring, the doctor lay with me.275 NERISSAAnd pardon me, my gentle Gratiano; For that same scrubbed boy, the doctor's clerk, In lieu of this last night did lie with me. GRATIANOWhy, this is like the mending of highways In summer, where the ways are fair enough:280 What, are we cuckolds ere we have deserved it? PORTIASpeak not so grossly. You are all amazed: Here is a letter; read it at your leisure; It comes from Padua, from Bellario: There you shall find that Portia was the doctor,285 Nerissa there her clerk: Lorenzo here Shall witness I set forth as soon as you And even but now return'd; I have not yet Enter'd my house. Antonio, you are welcome; And I have better news in store for you290 Than you expect: unseal this letter soon; There you shall find three of your argosies Are richly come to harbour suddenly: You shall not know by what strange accident I chanced on this letter.295 ANTONIOI am dumb. BASSANIOWere you the doctor and I knew you not? GRATIANOWere you the clerk that is to make me cuckold? NERISSAAy, but the clerk that never means to do it, Unless he live until he be a man.300 BASSANIOSweet doctor, you shall be my bed-fellow: When I am absent, then lie with my wife. ANTONIOSweet lady, you have given me life and living; For here I read for certain that my ships Are safely come to road.305 PORTIAHow now, Lorenzo! My clerk hath some good comforts too for you. NERISSAAy, and I'll give them him without a fee. There do I give to you and Jessica, From the rich Jew, a special deed of gift,310 After his death, of all he dies possess'd of. LORENZOFair ladies, you drop manna in the way Of starved people. PORTIAIt is almost morning, And yet I am sure you are not satisfied315 Of these events at full. Let us go in; And charge us there upon inter'gatories, And we will answer all things faithfully. GRATIANOLet it be so: the first inter'gatory That my Nerissa shall be sworn on is,320 Whether till the next night she had rather stay, Or go to bed now, being two hours to day: But were the day come, I should wish it dark, That I were couching with the doctor's clerk. Well, while I live I'll fear no other thing325 So sore as keeping safe Nerissa's ring. [Exeunt]

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   22 Feb 2025

   Act4 Scene2 The Merchant of Venice 威尼斯商人

   The Merchant of Venice (《威尼斯商人》)，莎翁四大喜剧之一……女主人公Portia美丽智慧；威尼斯商人Antonio仗义疏财，宁愿为朋友Bassanio（Portia的丈夫）挨上一刀；高利贷商人Shylock貌似冷酷贪婪——但是最后落得一无所有，有点可怜呢…… 作者：William Shakespeare（威廉·莎士比亚），1564～1616，英国文学史上最杰出的戏剧家；朗读：苑溪仙； 本集文本如下（从莎翁网站搬过来的哈）： ACT IV SCENE II The same. A street. [Enter PORTIA and NERISSA] PORTIAInquire the Jew's house out, give him this deed And let him sign it: we'll away to-night And be a day before our husbands home: This deed will be well welcome to Lorenzo. [Enter GRATIANO] GRATIANOFair sir, you are well o'erta'en My Lord Bassanio upon more advice Hath sent you here this ring, and doth entreat Your company at dinner. PORTIAThat cannot be: His ring I do accept most thankfully: And so, I pray you, tell him: furthermore,10 I pray you, show my youth old Shylock's house. GRATIANOThat will I do. NERISSASir, I would speak with you. [Aside to PORTIA] I'll see if I can get my husband's ring, Which I did make him swear to keep for ever. PORTIA[Aside to NERISSA] Thou mayst, I warrant. We shall have old swearing15 That they did give the rings away to men; But we'll outface them, and outswear them too. [Aloud] Away! make haste: thou knowist where I will tarry. NERISSACome, good sir, will you show me to this house? [Exeunt]

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   21 Feb 2025

   Act4 Scene1 The Merchant of Venice 威尼斯商人

   The Merchant of Venice (《威尼斯商人》)，莎翁四大喜剧之一……女主人公Portia美丽智慧；威尼斯商人Antonio仗义疏财，宁愿为朋友Bassanio（Portia的丈夫）挨上一刀；高利贷商人Shylock貌似冷酷贪婪——但是最后落得一无所有，有点可怜呢…… 作者：William Shakespeare（威廉·莎士比亚），1564～1616，英国文学史上最杰出的戏剧家；朗读：苑溪仙

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