Portia
....I speak too long; but 'tis to peize the time,
To eke it, and to draw it out in length,
To stay you from election.
Bassanio
Let me choose;
For, as I am, I live upon the rack.
Portia
Upon the rack, Bassanio! Then confess
What treason there is mingled with your love.
Bassanio
None but that ugly treason of mistrust,
Which makes me fear the enjoying of my love:
There may as well be amity and life
'Tween snow and fire, as treason and my love.