Antonio
I am dumb.
Bassanio
Were you the doctor and I knew you not?
Gratiano
Were you the clerk that is to make me cuckold?
Nerissa
Ay, but the clerk that never means to do it,
Unless he live until he be a man.
Bassanio
Sweet doctor, you shall be my bedfellow:
When I am absent, then lie with my wife.
Antonio
Sweet lady, you have given me life and living;
For here I read for certain that my ships
Are safely come to road.
Portia
How now, Lorenzo!
My clerk hath some good comforts too for you.
Nerissa
Ay, 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,
After his death, of all he dies possess’d of.
Lorenzo
Fair ladies, you drop manna in the way
Of starved people.