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Shylock speaksThis man abused me, so many times, laughed at my loses my gains Scorned my people, thwarted my deals causing such heartfelt painsHes heated my foes, cooled off my friends, why does he do such things?Im not of his race or religion from that his enmity springs.Have I not eyes? Have I not hands, organs, passion and heart?Do I not eat, fall ill, get healed? If slapped, do I not smart?If I am pricked, do I not bleed? If tickled, do I not squirm?If I am poisoned, would I not die, like him, lie feeding the worms?If we are wronged, should we not fight, as you have taught us to do?That which you taught us, we will improve, it |