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.