You are Shylock - Write about your thoughts and feelings at the end of the play.

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Sophie Gigg 10E

You are Shylock. Write about your thoughts and feelings at the end of the play.

I do not believe what just happened to me, it was all going so well. But those heartless, vicious Christians stood in my way. Stood in the way of one man getting what he deserved, what was fair. I hate all Christians. I will not become one of them! I actually thought the judge was on my side, on the side of the law. But I should have known better than to think a Christian would treat anyone fairly. Especially me. I had lost the case a thousand years before.

        From the first day I met Antonio I knew he was trouble. I gave him the benefit of the doubt, I helped a friend when he was in trouble. When he needed help, I was there. I disregarded how he would, “call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog, spit upon my Jewish gaberdine”. Yet he still wanted my money. Antonio was too easily persuaded when he knew it was a “merry sport”. But then again, I should expect stupidity like that from a typical Christian. I desperately wanted “to feed fat the ancient grudge”, yet I ignored his religion, his past and his hatred for me. I gave him the bond, and the ungrateful swine would not “look to his bond”. I warned him, I tried to help him. But I know where my help is not wanted, and I shall not regard such scum with the same kindness again. Antonio is such a hypocrite! He ridiculed me, he insulted me, he judged me. And then he expected me, a Jew to lend him money! For years I had “borne it with a patient shrug” and I overlooked the past to help him.

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        The Christians even turned my own daughter against me. The spiteful, merciless dogs did not regard my feelings. No Christian ever does. Jessica was influenced into marrying one of those Christian scum and as far as I am concerned, she is not my daughter. Not my flesh and blood. I do not know the girl. She stole all my hard-earned money. I brought her up on my own… and she repaid me by stealing, thieving from her own father. I had been betrayed. At that point, my anger reached a climax. I hated Antonio with more passion and vengeance than ...

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