Enter Jessica and Launcelot the Clown
I am sorry thou wilt leave my father so.
Our house is hell, and thou a merry devil
Didst rob it of some taste of tediousness.
But fare thee well, there is a ducat for thee.
And, Launcelot, soon at supper shalt thou see
Lorenzo, who is thy new master's guest.
Give him this letter; do it secretly.
And so farewell; I would not have my father
See me in talk with thee.
Adieu! Tears exhibit my tongue. Most beautiful
pagan, most sweet Jew! If a Christian did not play
the knave and get thee, I am much deceived. But adieu.
These foolish drops do something drown my manly
Farewell, good Launcelot.
Alack, what heinous sin is it in me
To be ashamed to be my father's child.
But though I am a daughter to his blood,
I am not to his manners. O Lorenzo,
If thou keep promise, I shall end this strife,
Become a Christian and thy loving wife.