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It was my hint to speak, such was the process; Which, as a grise 3, or step, may help these lovers And of the Cannibals that each other eat,
Into your favour. The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads
When remedies are past, the griefs are ended, Do grow beneath their shoulders. These things to By seeing the worst, which late on hopes depended. hear,
To mourn a mischief that is past and gone, Would Desdemona seriously incline :
Is the next way to draw new mischief on. But still the house affairs would draw her thence; What cannot be preserv'd when fortune takes, Which ever as she could with haste despatch, | Patience her injury a mockery makes. She'd come again, and with a greedy ear
The robb'd, that smiles, steals something from the Devour up my discourse : Which I observing,
thief; Took once a pliant hour; and found good means He robs himself, that spends a bootless grief. To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart,
Bra. So let the Turk of Cyprus us beguile; That I would all my pilgrimage dilate,
We lose it not, so long as we can smile. Whereof by parcels she had sometning heard, He bears the sentence well, that nothing bears But not intentively 2: I did consent;
But the free comfort which from thence he hcars : And often did beguile her of her tears,
But he bears both the sentence and the sorrow, When I did speak of some distressful stroke, That, to pay grief, must of poor patience borrow. That my youth suffer'd. My story being done, These sentences, to sugar, or to gall, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs : Being strong on both sides are equivocal : She swore, — In faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing But words are words; I never yet did hear, strange;
That the bruis'd heart was pierced through the ear. 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful :
I humbly beseech you, proceed to the affairs of state. She wish'd, she had not heard it ; yet she wish'd | Duke. The Turk with a most mighty preparation That heaven had made her such a man : she thank'd makes for Cyprus : -Othello, the fortitude of the me;
place is best known to you: And though we have And bade me, if I had a friend that lov'd her, there a substitute of most allowed sufficiency, yet I should but teach him how to tell my story, opinion, a sovereign mistress of effects, throws a And that would woo her. Upon this hint, I spake; | more safer voice on you: you must therefore be She lov'd me for the dangers I had pass'd;
content to slubber 4 the gloss of your new fortunes And I lov'd her, that she did pity them.
with this more stubborn and boisterous expedition. This only is the witchcraft I have us'd;
Oth. The tyrant custom, most grave senators, Here comes the lady, let her witness it.
Hath made the finty and steel couch of war
My thrice-driven bed of down: I do agnize 5 Enter DESDEMONA, Iago, and Attendants.
| A natural and prompt alacrity, Duke. I think, this tale would win my daughter I find in hardness, and do undertake too.
These present wars against the Ottomites. Good Brabantio,
Most humbly therefore bending to your state, Take up this mangled matter at the best :
I crave fit disposition for my wife; Men do their broken weapons rather use,
Due reference of place, and exhibition, Than their bare hands.
With such accommodation, and besort, Bra.
I pray you, hear her speak; | As levels with her breeding. If she confess, that she was half the wooer,
If you please, Destruction on my head, if my bad blame
Be't at her father's. Light on the man !- Come hither, gentle mistress;
I'll not have it so. Do you perceive in all this noble company,
Oth. Nor I. Where most you owe obedience ?
Nor I; I would not there reside, Des.
My noble father, To put my father in impatient thoughts,
By being in his eye. Most gracious duke,
And let me find a charter in your voice,
Des. That I did love the Moor to live with him, And so much duty as my mother show'd
My downright violence and storm of fortunes To you, preferring you before her father,
May trumpet to the world; my heart's subdued So much I challenge that I may profess
Even to the very quality of my lord : Due to the Moor, my lord.
I saw Othello's visage in his mind; Bra.
Then I have done. And to his honours, and his valiant parts, Please it your grace, on to the state affairs :
Did I my soul and fortunes consecrate. I had rather to adopt a child, than get it.
So that, dear lords, if I be left behind, Come hither, Moor:
A moth of peace, and he go to the war, I here do give thee that with all my heart,
I shall a heavy interim support Which, but thou hast already, with all my heart | By his dear absence: Let me go with himn. I would keep from thee. — For your sake, jewel, Oth. Your voices, lords : - 'beseech you, let her I am glad at soul I have no other child ;
will For thy escape would teach me tyranny,
Have a free way. To hang clogs on them. I have done, my lord. Vouch with me, heaven; I therefore beg it not Duke. Let me speak like yourself, and lay a For my distinct and proper satisfaction; sentence,
3 Grise from degrees.
- Obscure. 2 Intention and attention were once synonymous.
But to be free and bounteous to her mind : shame to be so found; but it is not in my virtue to
Tago. Virtue ? a fig! 'tis in ourselves, that we For 8 she is with me: No, when light-wing'd toys are thus, or thus. We have reason to cool our Of feather'd Cupid seel 9 with wanton dulness raging passions; whereof I take this, that you call My speculative and active instruments,
-- love, to be one. That my disports corrupt and taint my business, Rod. It cannot be. Let housewives make a skillet 1 of my helm, Iago. Come, be a man: Drown thyself? drowo And all indign and base adversities
cats, and blind puppies. I have professed me thy Make head against my estimation !
friend, and I confess me knit to thy deserving with Duke. Be it as you shall privately determine, cables of perdurable toughness; I could never Either for her stay, or going: the affair cries- haste, better stead thee than now. Put money in thy And speed must answer it; you must hence to purse ; follow these wars; defeat thy favour with an night,
usurped beard!' I say, put money in thy purse. It Des. To-night, my lord ?
cannot be, that Desdemona should long continue Duke.
her love to the Moor, — put money in thy purse; Oth.
With all my heart. - nor he his to her : it was a violent commenceDuke. At nine i' the morning here we'll meet ment, and thou shalt see an answerable sequestraagain.
tion ; - put but money in thy purse. — These Othello, leave some officer behind,
Moors are changeable in their wills; - fill thy And he shall our commission bring to you; purse with money: drowning thyself is clean out of With such things else of quality and respect, the way: seek thou rather to be hanged in comAs doth import you..
passing thy joy, than to be drowned and go withOth.
Please your grace, my ancient; out it. A man he is of honesty and trust :
Rod. Wilt thou be fast to my hopes, if I depend To his conveyance I assign my wife,
on the issue ? With what else needful your good grace shall think Tago. Thou art sure of me; - Go, make money : To be sent after me.
- I have told thee often, and I re-tell thee again Duke. Let it be so.
and again, I hate the Moor: My cause is hearted : Good night to every one. — And, noble signior, thine hath no less reason: Let us be conjunctive in
[ To BRABANTIO. our revenge against him : go; provide thy money. If virtue no delighted beauty lack,
We will have more of this to-morrow. Adieu. Your son-in-law is far more fair than black.
Rod. Where shall we meet i' the morning ? i Sen. Adieu, brave Moor! use Desdemona well. Jago. At my lodging.
Bra. Look to her, Moor; have a quick eye to see; Rod. I'll be with thee betimes. She has deceiv'd her father, and may thee.
Iago. Go to; farewell. Do you hear, Roderigo? [Exeunt DUKE, Senators, Officers, ģc. Rod. What say you ? Oth. My life upon her faith. - Honest lago, Iago. No more of drowning, do you hear? My Desdemona must I leave to thee;
Rod. I am changed. I'll sell all my land. I pr'ythee, let thy wife attend on her ;
Iago. Go to; farewell; put money enough in And bring them after in the best advantage. — your purse.
[Erit RODERIGO. Come, Desdemona; I have but an hour
Thus do I ever make my fool my purse : Of love, of worldly matters and direction,
For I mine own gain'd knowledge should profane, To spend with thee: we must obey the time. | If I would time expend with such a snipe,
[Exeunt OTHELLO and DESDEMONA. But for my sport and profit. I hate the Moor; Rod. Iago.
And it is thought abroad, that in my bed lago. What say'st thou, noble heart?
He has done me wrong, I know not if 't be true; Rod. What will I do, thinkest thou ?
But I, for mere suspicion in that kind, Iago. Why, go to bed, and sleep.
Will do, as if for surety. He holds me well; Rod. I will incontinently s drown myself. The better shall my purpose work on him.
Iago. Well, if thou dost, I shall never love thee Cassio's a proper man : Let me see pow; after it. Why, thou silly gentleman !
To get his place, and to plume up my will; Rod. It is silliness to live, when to live is a tor- | A double knavery, - How? how?- Let me see:ment: and then have we a prescription to die, when After some time, to abuse Othello's ear, death is our physician.
That he is too familiar with his wife: Iago. O villainous! I have looked upon the world He hath a person, and a smooth dispose, for four times seven years! and since I could dis- To be suspected; fram'd to make women false. tinguish between a benefit and an injury, I never The Moor is of a free and open nature, found a man that knew how to love himself. Ere That thinks men honest that but seem to be so ; I would say, I would drown myself for the love of And will as tenderly be led by the nose, a Guinea-hen, I would change my humanity with As asses are. a baboon.
I have't; it is engender'd: - Hell and night Rod. What should I do? I confess it is my Must bring this monstrous birth to the world's light. 7 Forbid. 8 Because 9 Blind.
[Eri. A small kettle, Helmet. 3 Immediately.
* Change your countenance with a false beard.
CENE I. - A Sea-port Town in Cyprus. Al Cas. His bark is stoutly timber'd, and his pilot Platform.
Of very expert and approv'd allowance ? :
Therefore my hopes, not surfeited to death,
Stand in bold cure.
Enter another Gentleman. cannot, 'twixt the heaven and the main,
Cas. What noise ? Descry a sail.
4 Gent. The town is empty; on the brow o' the Mon. Methinks, the wind hath spoke aloud at land :
Stand ranks of people and they cry — a sail. I fuller blast ne'er shook our battlements :
Cas. My hopes do shape him for the governour. fit hath ruffian'd so upon the sea,
2 Gent. They do discharge their shot of courtesy: Nhat ribs of oak, when mountains melt on them,
[Guns heard. Can hold the mortise? what shall we hear of this? Our friends, at least. 2 Gent. A segregation 5 of the Turkish fleet :
I pray you, sir, go forth, or do but stand upon the foaming shore,
And give us truth who 'tis that is arriv’d. Che chiding billow seems to pelt the clouds;
2 Gent. I shall.
[Erit. The wind-shak'd surge, with high and monstrous Mon. But, good lieutenant, is your general wird? main,
Cas. Most fortunately : he hath achiev'd a maid seems to cast water on the burning bear,
That paragons description, and wild fame; And quench the guards of the ever-fixed pole : One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens, ( never did like molestation view
And in the essential vesture of creation, On th' enchafed flood.
Does bear all excellency. — How now ? who has Mon. If that the Turkish fleet
put in? 3e not inshelter'd and embay'd, they are drown'd: t is impossible they bear it out.
Re-enter second Gentleman.
2 Gent. 'Tis one Iago, ancient to the general. Enter a third Gentleman.
Cas. He has had most favourable and happy 3 Gent. News, lords ! our wars are done ;
speed: Che desperate tempest hath so bang'd the Turks, Tempests themselves, high seas, and howling winds, Chat their designment halts: A noble ship of Venice The gutter'd rocks, and congregated sands, Iath seen a grievous wreck and sufferance
Traitors ensteep'd to clog the guiltless keel, On most part of their fleet.
As having sense of beauty, do omit Mon.
How! is this true ? Their mortal 8 natures, letting go safely by 3 Gent. The ship is here put in,
The divine Desdemona. A Veronese; Michael Cassio,
What is she ! Lieutenant to the warlike Moor, Othello,
Cas. She that I spake of, our great captain's s come on shore : the Moor himself's at sea,
captain, And is in full commission here for Cyprus.
Left in the conduct of the bold Iago ; Mon. I am glad on't ; 'tis a worthy governor. Whose footing here anticipates our thoughts, 3 Gent. But this same Cassio, - though he speak A se'nnight's speed. – Great Jove, Othello guard, of comfort,
And swell his sail with thine own powerful breath; Touching the Turkish loss, - yet he looks sadly, That he may bless this bay with his tall ship, And prays the Moor be safe ; for they were parted Give renew'd fire to our extincted spirits, With foul and violent tempest.
And bring all Cyprus comfort ! – 0, behold, Mon.
'Pray heaven he be; For I have serv'd him, and the man commands
Enter DESDEMONA, Emilia, Iago, RODERIGO, and
The riches of the ship is come on shore !
Ye men of Cyprus, let her have your knees; Even till we make the main, and the aërial blue, Hail to thee, lady! and the grace of heaven, An indistinct regard.
Before, behind thee, and on every hand, 3 Gent. Come, let's do so;
Enwheel thee round! For every minute is expectancy
I thank you, valiant Cassio. Of more arrivance.
What tidings can you tell me of my lord ?
Cas. He is not yet arriv’d; nor know I aught Enter Cassio
But that he's well, and will be shortly here. Cas. Thanks to the valiant of this warlike isle, Des. O, but I fear; — How lost you company ? That so approve the Moor ; 0, let the heavens Cas. The great contention of the sea and skies Give him defence against the elements,
Parted our fellowship : But, hark! a sail. For I have lost him on a dangerous sea!
[Cry within, A sail, a sail! Then Guns heard. Mon. Is he well shipp'd ?
7 Allow'd and approv'd expertness. Separation, 6 The constellation near the polar star
8 Deadly destructive
2 Gent. They give their greeting to the citadel; I ensnare as great a fly as Cassio. Ay, smile upon This likewise is a friend.
her, do : I will gyve i thee in thine own courtship. Cas.
See for the news. - You say true ; 'tis so, indeed : if such tricks as
[Erit Gentleman. these strip you out of your lieutenantry, it had been Good ancient, you are welcome; – Welcome, better you had not kissed your three fingers so oft. mistress :
(T. EMILIA. | Very good; an excellent courtesy ! 'tis so, indeed. Let it not gall your patience, good Iago,
[Trumpet.] The Moor, I know his truinpet. That I extend my manners; 'tis my my breeding T Cas. 'Tis truly so. That gives me this bold show of courtesy.
Des. Let's meet him, and receive him.
[Kissing her. Cas. Lo, where he comes ! Iago. Sir, would she give you so much of her lips, As of her tongue she oft bestows on me,
Enter OTHELLO, and Attendants. You'd have enough.
Oth. O my fair warrior ! Des. Alas, she has no speech.
My dear Othello? Iago. In faith, too much :
Oth. It gives me wonder great as my content, Marry, before your ladyship, I grant,
To see you here before me. O my soul's joy! She puts her tongue a little in her heart,
If after every tempest come such calms, And chides with thinking.
May the winds blow till they have wakend death! Emil.
You have little cause to say so. And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas, Iago. Come on, come on ; you are pictures out Olympus-high; and duck again as low of doors,
As hell's from heaven! If it were now to die,
That not another comfort like to this
The heavens forbid, Iago.
No, let me not. But that our loves and comforts should increase, Des. What wouldst thou write of me, if thou Even as our days do grow! shouldst praise me?
Amen to that, sweet powers !Tago. O, gentle lady, do not put me to't; I cannot speak enough of this content, For I am nothing, if not critical.
It stops me here; it is too much of joy : Des. Come on, assay: There's one gone to the | And this, and this, the greatest discords be, harbour?
(Kissing ker. lago. Ay, madam.
That e'er our hearts shall make! Des. I am not merry; but I do beguile
O you are well tun'd now! The thing I am, by seeming otherwise. —
But I'll set down the pegs that make this musick, Come, how wouldst thou praise me?
As honest as I am.
[Aside. Iago. I am about it; but, indeed, my invention
Come, let's to the castle. Comes from my pate, as birdlime does from frize; | News, friends; our wars are done, the Turks are It plucks out brains and all : But now my muse.
drown'd. If she be fair and wise, - fairness, and wit, How do our old acquaintance of this isle? The one's for use, the other useth it.
Honey, you shall be well desir'de in Cyprus, Des. Well prais'd! How if she be black and I have found great love amongst them. O my sweet, witty?
I prattle out of fashion, and I dote Iago. If she be black, and thereto have a wit, In mine own comforts. - I pr'ythee, good lago, She'll find a white that shall her blackness fit.
Go to the bay, and disembark my coffers: Des. Worse and worse. These are old fond 9 | Bring thou the master to the citadel; paradoxes, to make fools laugh i' the alehouse. But | He is a good one, and his worthiness what praise couldst thou bestow on a deserving Does challenge much respect. - Come, Desdemona, woman indeed ? one, that, in the authority of her once more well met at Cyprus. merit, did justly put on the vouch of very malice
[Exeunt OTHELLO, DESDEMONA, and itself?
Attendants. Iago. She that was ever fair, and never proud; | Tago. Do thou meet me presently at the harbour. Had tongue at will, and yet was never loud; Come hither. If thou be'st valiant as they say) She that, being anger'd, her revenge being nigh, base men, being in love, have then a nobility in Bade her wrong stay, and her displeasure fly: their natures more than is native to them, list She that could think, and ne'er disclose her mind, me. The lieutenant to-night watches on the court See suitors following, and not look behind; of guard : First, I must tell thee this - Desde She was a wight, - if ever such wight were, mona is directly in love with him. Des. To do what?
Rod. With him! why, 'tis not possible. Iago. To suckle fools, and chronicle small beer. Iago. Lay thy finger — thus, and let thy soul be
Des. O most lame and impotent conclusion !- instructed. Mark me with what violence she first Do not learn of him, Emilia, though he be thy loved the Moor, but for bragging, and telling her husband. - How say you, Cassio? is he not a most fantastical lies : And will she love him still for profane and liberal counsellor ?
prating ? let not thy discreet heart think it. Her Cas. He speaks home, madam ; you may relish eye must be fed ; and what delight shall she have him more in the soldier, than in the scholar. to look on the devil ? There should be, - loveli
Iago. [ Aside.] He takes her by the palm : Ay, ness in favour ; sympathy in years, manners, and well said, whisper: with as little a web as this will
I Shackle, fetter. 9 Foolish.
? Much solicited by invitation. 3 Listen to me.
beauties; all which the Moor is defective in: Now, | Abuse him to the Moor in the rank garb , for want of these, her delicate tenderness will find For I fear Cassio with my night-cap too; herself abused, and begin to disrelish and abhor the Make the Moor thank me, love me, and reward me, Moor ; very nature will compel her to some second For making him egregiously an ass, choice. Now, sir, this granted, (as it is a most And practising upon his peace and quiet pregnant and unforced position,) who stands so Even to madness. 'Tis here, but yet confus'd ; eminently in the degree of this fortune, as Cassio Knavery's plain face is never seen, till us'd. (Erit. does ? a knave very voluble; no further conscionable, than in putting on the mere form of civil and
SCENE II. – A Street. humane seeming, for the better compassing of his hidden affection ? why, none; why, none: A subtle
Enter a Herald, with a Proclamation, People knave: besides, the knave is handsome, young;
following. and hath all those requisites in him, that folly and Her. It is Othello's pleasure, our noble and green minds look after: A pestilent complete knave; valiant general, that, upon certain tidings now arand the woman hath found him already.
rived, importing the mere? perdition of the Turkish Rod. I cannot believe that in her ; she is full of fleet, every man put himself into triumph ; some most blessed condition.
to dance, some to make bonfires, each man to what Iago. Blessed nonsense! if she had been blessed, sport and revels his addiction leads him; for, beshe would never have loved the Moor : Didst thou sides these beneficial news, it is the celebration of his not see her touch the palm of his hand ? didst not nuptials : So much was his pleasure should be promark that?
claimed. All offices 8 are open; and there is full Rod. Yes, that I did; but that was but courtesy. liberty of feasting, from this present hour of five,
Iago. By this hand, an index to villainous till the bell bath told eleven. Heaven bless the isle thoughts. – But, sir, be you ruled by me: I have of Cyprus, and our noble general, Othello. brought you from Venice. Watch you to-night;
(Ereunt. for the command, I'll lay't upon you : Cassio knows you not; - I'll not be far from you: Do you find SCENE III. - A Hall in the Castle. some occasion to anger Cassio, either by speaking too loud, or tainting his discipline; or from what
Enter OTHELLO, DESDEMONA, Cassio, and
Attendants. other course you please, which the time shall more favourably minister.
Oth. Good Michael, look you to the guard toRod. Well.
night: Iago. Sir, he is rash, and very sudden in choler ; Let's teach ourselves that honourable stop, and, haply, with his truncheon may strike at you : Not to out-sport discretion. Provoke him, that he may: for, even out of that, Cas. Iago bath direction what to do; will I cause these of Cyprus to mutiny ; whose qua- But, notwithstanding, with my personal eye lification shall come into no true taste again, but Will I look to't. by the displanting of Cassio. So shall you have a Oth.
Iago is most honest. shorter journey to your desires, by the means I Michael, good night: To-morrow, with our earliest, shall then have to prefer them; and the impediment Let me have speech with you. Come, my dear love. most profitably removed, without the which there
(T. DESDEMONA. were no expectation of our prosperity.
(Ereunt Orh. Des. and Attendants. Rod. I will do this, if I can bring it to any opportunity.
Enter Iago. Iago. I warrant thee. Meet me by and by at 1 Cas. Welcome, Iago : We must to the watch. the citadel : I must fetch his necessaries ashore. Iago. Not this hour, lieutenant ; 'tis not yet ten Farewell.
[Exit. o'clock : Our general cast 9 us thus early, for the Rod. Adieu.
love of his Desdemona; whom let us not therefore Iago. That Cassio loves her, I do well believe it; blame. That she loves him, 'tis apt, and of great credit: Cas. She's a most exquisite lady. The Moor, - howbeit that I endure him not,
Iago. Come, lieutenant, I have a stoop of wine; Is of a constant, loving, noble nature;
and here without are a brace of Cyprus gallants that And, I dare think, he'll prove to Desdemona would fain have a measure to the health of the black A most dear husband. Now I do love her too; Othello. Not out of absolute lust, (though, peradventure, Cas. Not to-night, good lago; I have very poor I stand accountant for as great a sin,)
and unhappy brains for drinking : I could well wish But partly led to diet my revenge,
courtesy would invent some other custom of enterFor that I do suspect the Moor Othello Hath wrong'd me in my bed : the thought whereof Tago. O, they are our friends; but one cup; I'll Doth, like a poisonous mineral, gnaw my inwards ; | drink for you. And nothing can or shall content my soul,
Cas. I have drunk but one cup to-night, and that Till I am even with him, wife for wife;
was craftily qualified I too, and, behold, what innoOr, failing so, yet that I put the Moor
vation it makes here : I am unfortunate in the inAt least into a jealousy so strong
firmity, and dare not task my weakness with any That judgment cannot cure. Which thing to do,
more. If this poor trash 5 of Venice, whom I trace; Iago. What, man ! 'tis a night of revels; the For his quick bunting, stand the putting on, gallants desire it. I'll have our Michael Cassio on the hip;
7 Entire. * Qualities, disposition of mind.
In the grossest manner.
& Rooms, or places in the castle. 5 Worthless hound.
1 Slily mixed with water,