Today’s Totally Random
Lines
If he should offer to choose, and choose
the right casket, you should refuse to perform your father’s will, if you should
refuse to accept him.
Nerissa
The Merchant of Venice Act I, Scene ii, Line 92
I think Nerissa’s
wording is a little bit confusing. In the second part of that sentence she’s
saying that Portia would be refusing to do what her father asked if she refuses
to accept him, him being the Duke of Saxony’s nephew.
So, just to
recapitulate: Portia is the daughter of a very rich man who has died and left
very odd instructions. Her father has decreed that any man of significant financial
worth can come and try a game of chance to win his daughter’s hand (and his estate).
There are three small boxes (caskets). Only one has the picture of Portia in
it. The suitor must pick one box and if it’s the one with her picture he wins.
If he picks one of the other two he loses and supposedly must go away and promise
never to marry anyone; though I’m not at all sure how that would ever be enforced.
Anyway, in this
scene Portia and her waiting-maid (that’s what Nerissa is called in the Dramatis
Personae) are discussing the various suitors who have shown up to try their luck.
Portia is not pleased about the prospect of marrying any of them. The he/him
that she’s referring to in Today’s Line is the young German, the Duke of Saxony’s
nephew. According to Portia, she likes him
Very vilely
in the morning when he is sober; and most vilely in the afternoon when he is drunk;
when he is best, he is a little worse than a man; and when he is worst, he is a
little better than a beast. An the worst fall that ever fell, I hope I shall
make shift to go without him.
In that last sentence Portia is saying that if the worst were to happen, i.e. the German picks the right box, she hopes that she’ll be able to contrive some way to not have to be with him. And that’s where Nerissa comes in with Today’s Line, warning that Portia would be going against her father’s wishes. Portia’s reply to this is to put a glass of wine on the wrong box to get the German to pick that one.
In any event, it doesn’t
matter too much because we never hear about the drunk German again.
Now hold on just a minute there Mr. Blagys, what’s this nonsense about “little better than a beast?”
That's nothing Mojo; pay it no mind.
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