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Turns to a wild of nothing, save of joy

Express’d and not express’d. But when this ring

Parts from this finger, then parts life from hence;

O then be bold to say Bassanio’s dead!

Ner.

My lord and lady, it is now our time,

That have stood by and seen our wishes prosper,

To cry good joy. Good joy, my lord and lady!

Gra.

My Lord Bassanio and my gentle lady,

I wish you all the joy that you can wish;

For I am sure you can wish none from me;

And when your honors mean to solemnize

The bargain of your faith, I do beseech you

Even at that time I may be married too.

Bass.

With all my heart, so thou canst get a wife.

Gra.

I thank your lordship, you have got me one.

My eyes, my lord, can look as swift as yours:

You saw the mistress, I beheld the maid;

You lov’d, I lov’d; for intermission

No more pertains to me, my lord, than you;

Your fortune stood upon the caskets there,

And so did mine too as the matter falls;

For wooing here until I sweat again,

And swearing till my very [roof] was dry

With oaths of love, at last, if promise last,