https://moonpub.net/shake5/Audios/MerchantVenice/VENICE21.mp3 Belmont. A room in PORTIA’S house. [Flourish of cornets. Enter the PRINCE OF MOROCCO and his train; PORTIA, NERISSA, and others attending] MOROCCO Mislike me not for my complexion, The shadow’d livery of the burnish’d sun, To whom I am a neighbour and near bred. Bring me the fairest creature northward born, Where Phoebus’ […]