Dali The Rose painting
Gogh Starry Night over the Rhone painting
Gogh Irises painting
Morisot Boats on the Seine painting Come on, Nerissa; I have work in handThat you yet know not of: we'll see our husbandsBefore they think of us.
NERISSA
Shall they see us?
PORTIA
They shall, Nerissa; but in such a habit,That they shall think we are accomplishedWith that we lack. I'll hold thee any wager,When we are both accoutred like young men,I'll prove the prettier fellow of the two,And wear my dagger with the braver grace,And speak between the change of man and boyWith a reed voice, and turn two mincing stepsInto a manly stride, and speak of fraysLike a fine bragging youth, and tell quaint lies,How honourable ladies sought my love,Which I denying, they fell sick and died;I could not do withal; then I'll repent,And wish for all that, that I had not killed them;And twenty of these puny lies I'll tell,That men shall swear I have discontinued schoolAbove a twelvemonth. I have within my mindA thousand raw tricks of these bragging Jacks,Which I will practise.
NERISSA
Why, shall we turn to men?
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