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I have found great love amongst them. O my sweet, Provoke him, that he may; for, even out of that, will I prattle out of fashion, and I dote
I cause these of Cyprus to mutiny; whose qualificain mine own comforts.-1 prythee, good lago, tion shall come into no true taste again, but by the Go to the bay, and disembark my coffers :
displanting of Cassio. So shall you have a shorter Bring thou the master to the citadel ;
journey to your desire's, by the means I shall then He is a good one, and his worthiness
have to prefer them; and the impediment most proDoes challenge much respect.-Come, Desdemona. fitably removed, without the which there were no ex. Once more well met at Cyprus.
pectation of our prosperity. [Exeunt Othello, Desdemona, and Attendants. Rod. I will do this, if I can bring it to any oppor. Iagp. Do thou meet me presently at the harbour. || tunity. Come hither. If thou be'st valiant, as (they say) base lago. I warrant thee. Meet me by and by at the citmen, being in love, have then a nobility in their na adel : I must fetch his necessaries ashore. Farewell, tures more than is native to them,-list me. The Rod. Adieu,
[Erit. lieutenant to-night watches on the court of guard. Tago. That Cassio loves lier, I do well believe it; First, I must tell thee this--Desdemona is directly in That she loves him, 'tis apt, and of great credit : love with him.
The Moor-howbưit that I endure h'm not,Rod. With bim ! why, 'tis not possible.
Is of a constant, loving, noble nature; lago. Lay thy finger-thus, and let thy soul be in And, I dare think, he'll prove to Desdemona structed. Mark we with what violence she first loved
A most dear husband. Now I do love her too; the Moor but for bragging, and telling her fantastical Not out of absolute lust, (though, peradventure, lies : And will she love him still for prating ? let not
I stand accountant for as great a siu.) thy discreet heart think it. Her eye must be fed ; and
But partly led to diet my revenge, what delight shall she have to look on the devil? When For that I do suspect the lusty Moor the blood is made dull with the act of sport, there should Hath leap'd into my seat: the thought whereof be.-again to inflame it, and to give satiety a fresh ap Doth, like a poisonous mineral, gnaw my inwards ; petite,-loveliness in favour : sympathy in years, man And nothing can or shall content my soul, Ders, and beauties; all which the Moor is defective in. Till I am even with him, wife for wife; Now, for want of these required conveniences, her del | Or, failing so, yet that I put the Moor icate tenderness will find itself abused, begin to heave
At least into a jealousy so strong the gorge, disrelish and abhor the Moor ; very nature
That judgement cannot cure. Which thing to do,will instruct her in it, and compel her to some second
If this poor trash of Venice. whom I trash choice, Now, sir, this granted, (as it is a most pregnant
For his quick hunting, stand the purring on, and unforced position) who stands so eminently in the
I'll have our Michael Cassio on the hip; degree of this fortune, as Cassio does ? a knave very
Abuse him to the Moor in the rank gurb, — voluble ; no further conscionable, than in putting on
For I fear Cassio with my night-cap too; the mere form of civil and humane seeming, for the
Make the Moor thank me, love me, and reward me, better compassing of his salt and most hidden loose
For making him egregiously an ass, affection ? why, none; why, none: A slippery and
And practising upon his peace and quiet subtle knave; a finder out of occasions ; that has an
Even to madness. 'Tis here, but yet confus'd; eye can stamp and counterfeit advantages, though | Knavery's plain face is never seen, till us’d. [E.xit, true advantage never present itself: A devilish knave! besides, the knave is handsome, young ; and hath all
SCENE 11.- A Street. Enter a Herald with a Protbose requisites in him, that folly and green minds
clamation ; People following. look after : A pestilent complete knaye; and the Her. It is Othello's pleasure, our noble and valiant woman hath found him already.
general, that, npon certain tidings now arrived, inRod. I cannot believe that in her ; she is full of porting the mere perdition of the Turkish feet, evemost blessed condition.
ry man put himself into triumph ; some to dance, lago. Blessed fig's-end ! the wine she drinks is made some to make bonfires, each man to what sport and of grapes : If she had been blessed, she would never revels his addiction leads him ; for, besides these ben. have loved the Moor : Blessed pudding! Didst thou eficial news, it is the celebration of liis nuptials : So not see her paddle with the palın of his hand ? didst much was his pleasure should be proclaimed. All not mark that?
offices are open ; and there is full liberty of feasting, Rod. Yes, that I did ; but that was but courtesy. from this present hour of five, till the bell hath told
Iago. Lechery, by this hand; an indes, and obscure eleven. Heaven bless the isle of Cyprus, and our no prologne to the history of lust and foul thoughts. | ble general, Othello!
[Exeunt. They met so near with their lips, that their breaths embraced together. Villanous thoughts, Roderigo !
SCENE III.- A Hall in the Castle. Enter Othello, when these mutualities so marshal the way, hard at
Desdemona, Cassio, and Attendants. hand comes the master and main exercise, the incor Oth. Good Michael, look you to the guard to-night: porate conclusion : Pish!- But, sir, be you ruld by Let's teach ourselves that honourable stop, me: I have brought you from Venice. Watch you Not to out-sport discretion. to-night; for the command, I'li lay't upon yon. Cas Cas. Iago hath direction what to do ; sio knows you pot;-l'll not be far from you: Do you But, notwithstanding, with my personal eye find some occasion to anger Cassio, either by speaking | Will I look to't. too loud, or mainting bis discipline; or from what oth Oth,
lago is most honest. er course you please, which the time shall more fa. Michael, good-night: Tomorrow, with our earliest, yourably minister.
Let me have speech with you.-Come, my dear love, Rod. Well.
The purchase made, the fruits are to ensue ; lago. Sir, he is rash, and very sudden in choler ;
['To Desdemona. and, haply, with his trunchicon may stribe at you. That profit's yet to come 'ewixt me and you.-
Goodnight. (Exeunt Oth. Des. and Attendants. Iago, I learned it in England, where (indeed) they Enter lago.
are most potent in potting: your Dane, your GerCas. Welcome, Iago : we must to the watch.
man, and your swag-bellied Hollander -Drink, ho! lago. Not this hour, lieutenant ; 'tis not yet ten o'
are nothing lo your English. clock : Our general cast us thus early, for the love of
Cas. Is your Englishman so expert in his drinking? his Desdemona; whom let us not therefore blame; he
lago. Why, he drinks you, with facility, your Dar
dead drunk; he sweats not to overthrow your Almuais; kath not yet made wanton the night with her: and she is sport for Jove.
he gives your Hollander a vomit, ere the next petk Cas. She's a most exquisite lady.
can be filled. Iago. And, I'll warrant her, full of
Cas. To the health of our general.
game. Cas. Indeed, she is a most fresh and delicate crea
Mon. I am for it, lieutenant; and I'll do you justice.
Iago. O sweet England ! ture.
lago. What an eye she has ! methinks it sounds a King Stephen was a worthy peer, parley of provocation.
His brecches cost him but a croron; Cas. An inviting eye; and yet methinks right He held them sixpence all too dear, modest.
With that ke call'd the tailor-loron. Iago. And, when she speaks, is it not an alarm to
He was a wight of high renowe, love?
And thou art but of low degree: Cas. She is, indeed, perfection.
'Tis pride, that pulls the country down, Iago. Well, happiness to their sheets! Come, lieu
Then take thine auld cloak about thee. tcrant, I have a stoup of wine; and here without are a brace of Cyprus gallants, that would sain bave a Some wine, ho! measure to the health of the black Othello.
Cas. Why, this is a more exquisite song than th: Cas. Not to-night, good lago; I have very poor and
other. unhappy brains for drinking: I could well wish cour
lago. Will you hear it again? tesy would invent some other custom of entertainment. Cas. No; for I bold him to be unworths or la
Ingo. O, they are our friends; but one cup: I'll place that does those things.-Well, -Heaven's short drink for you.
all; and there be souls that must be saved, and there Cas. I have drunk but one cup to-night, and that
be souls that must not be saved. was craftily qualified too, and, behold, wbat inno lago. It's true, good lieutenant. vation it makes here: I am upfortunate in the infirm
Cas. For mine own part,-no offence to the gen! ity, and care not task my weakness with any more. nor any man of quality,– I hope to be saved. lago. What, man! 'uis a night of revels; the gal
Iago. And so do I too, lieutenant. lants desire it.
Cas. Ay, but, by your leave, not before me: the Cas. Where are they?
lieutenant is to be saved before the ancient la jugo. Here at the door; I pray you, call them in.
have no more of this; let's to our affairs.--Forgiren Cas. I'll do't ; but it dislikes me. [Crit Cassio. our sins !--Gentlemen, let's look to our busines. De Inga. If I can fasten but one cup upon him,
not think, gentlemen, I am drunk; this is ray & With that which he hath drunk to-night already, cient ;-this is my right hand, and this is my left He'll be as full of quarrel and offence
hand :-1 am not drunk now; I can stand welle As my young mistress' dog. Now, my sick fool, Rod-nough, and speak well enough. erigo,
All. Excellent well. Whom love has turn'd almost the wrong side outward,
Cas. Wby, very well, then : you must not this To Desdemona hath to-night carous'd
then that I am drunk. Potations pottle deep; and he's to watch:
Mon. To the platform, masters ; come, let's set the Three lads of Cyprus,-noble swelling spirits,
watch. Thuat hold their honours in a wary distance,
lago. You see this fellow, that is gone before ; The very elements of this warlike isle,
He is a soldier fit to stand by Cæsar Have I to-night fluster'd with flowing cups,
And give direction : and do but see his vice; And they watch too. Now, 'mongst this flock of
'Tis to his virtue a just equinox, drunkards,
The one as long as the other : 'tis pity of him, Am I to put our Cassio in some action
I fear, the trust Othello puts him in, That may offend the isle :-But here they come: On some odd time of his infirmity, If consequence do but approve my dream,
Will shake this island. My beat sails freely, both with wind and stream. Mon.
But is he often thus ? Re-enter Cassio ; with him, Montano, and Gentlemen.
Iago. 'Tis evermore the prologue to his skep:
He'll watch the hordloge a double set, Cas. 'Fore beaven, they have given me a rou se al If drink rock not his cradle. ready.
It were well, 2011. Good faith, a little one; not past a pint, as I The general were put in mind of it. am a soldier.
Perhaps, he sees it not; or his good nature
Prizes the virtue that appears in Cassio,
lago. How now, Roderigo ?
I pray you, after the lieutenant; go.
Mon. And 'tis great pity, that the noble Moor
[1Vine brought in Should hazard such a place, as his own stron, Caz. 'Fure heaven, an excellent song.
With one of an ingraft infirmity:
It were an honest action, to say
of all that I do know: nor know I aught So to the Moor.
By me that's said or done amiss this night, Ingo. Not I, for this fair island:
Unless self-charity be sometime a vice; I do love Cassio well; and would do much
And to defend ourselves it be a sin, To cure him of this evil. But hark! what noise?
When violence assails us. [Cry within, -Help! help!
Now, by heaven,
And passion, having my best judgement collied,
Or do but lift this arm, the best of you
Shall sink in my rebuke. Give me to know
How this foul rout began, who set it on;
And he that is approv'd in this offence,
Shall lose me.-What! in a town of war,
Let me go, sir,
Yet wild, the people's hearts brimful of fear,
To manage private and domestic quarrel,
In night, and on the court and guard of safety!
'Tis monstrous-Iago, who began it?
Mon. If partially affin'd, or leagu'd in office, lago. Away, I say! go out, and cry-a mutiny.
Thou dost deliver more or less than truth, [ Aside to Rod. who goes out.
Thou art no soldier. Nay, good lieutenant,-alas, gentlemen.
Touch me not so near: Heip ho!--Lieutenant,-sir, -Montano,-sir ;
I had rather bave this tongue cut from my mouth, Help, masters !-Here's a goodly watch, indeed!
Than it should do offence to Michael Cassio ; [Bell rings.
Yet, I persuade myself, to speak the truth Who's that that rings the bell ?-Diablo, ho!
Shall nothing wrong him.-Thus it is, general. The town will rise : God's will, lieutenant ! hold;
Montano and myself being in speech,
There comes a fellow. crying out for help ;
And Cassio following him with determin'd swon,
To execute upon him : Sir, this gentleman Mon. I bleed still, I am hurt to the death ;-he dies. Steps in to Cassio, and entreats his pause ; Oth. Hold, for your lives.
Myself the crying fellow did pursue, Iago. Hold, hold, lieutenant,-sir, Montano,-gentle- Lest, by his clamour, (as it so fell out,)
The town might fall in fright: he, swift of foot, men, Have you forgot all sense of place and duty ?
Outra my purpose ; and I return'd the rather Hold, hold! the general speaks to you; hold, for
For that I heard the clink and fall of swords,
And Cassio high in oath ; which, till to-night,
I ne'er might say before: When I came back,
(For this was brief) I found them close together, Which heaven hath forbid the Ottomites?
At blow, and thrust; even as again they werc, For christian shame, put by this barbarous brawl:
When you yourself did part them. He that stirs next to carve for his own rage,
More of this matter can I not report:Holds his soul light; he dies upon his motion.
But men are men ; the best sometimes forget :Silence that dreadful bell, it frights the isle
Though Cassio did some little wrong to him,From her propriety:- What is the matter, masters ? - As men in rage strike those that wish then best,-Honest Iago, that look'st dead with grieving,
Yet, surely, Cassin, I believe, receiv'd, Speak, who began this ? on thy love, I charge thee.
From him that ded, some strange indignity, lago. I do not know; friends all but now, even now,
Which patience could not pass. In quarter, and in terms like bride and groom
I know, Iago, Devesting them for bed : and then, but now,
Thy honesty and love doth mince this matter, (As if some planet bad unwitted men)
Making it light to Cassio :-Cassio, I love thee; Swords out, and tilting one at other's breast,
But never more be officer of mine.In opposition bloody. I cannot speak
Enter Desdemona, atended. Ang beginning to this peevish odds;
Look, if my gentle love be pot rais'd up ;And 'would in action glorious 1 bad lost
I'll make thee an example. These legs, that brought me to a part of it!
What's the matter, dear? Oth. How comes it, Michael, you are thus forgot? Oth. All's well now, sweeting: Come away to bed. Cas. I pray you, pardon me, I cannot speak. -Sir, for your hurts,
Oth. Worthy Montano, you were wont be civil; Myself will be your surgeon: Lead him off. The gravity and stillness of your youth
[To Montano, who is led / The world hath noted, and your name is great Iago, look with care about the town; In mouths of wisest ensure ; What's the matter, And silence those whom this vile brawl distracted. That you unlace your reputation thus,
-Come, Desdemona ; 'tis the soldiers' lite, And spend your rich opinion, for the name
To have their balmy slumbers wak'd with strife. Of a night-brawler? give me answer to it.
[Cxeunt all but lago and Cassio. Mon. Worthy Othello, I am hurt to danger;
lago. Wbat, are you hurt, lieutenant ? Your officer, lago, can inform you
Cas. Ay, past all surgery. While I spare specch, which something now offends Iago. Marry, heaven forbid :
Cas. Reputation, reputation, reputation!.0, I have
lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part, for me: I am desperate of my fortunes, if they cheek sir, of myself, and what remains is bestial.-My repu me here. tation. Iago, my reputation.
lago. You are in the right. Good-night, lieuten lage. As I am an honest man, I thought you had re ant; I must to the watch. ceived some bolily wound; there is more offence in Cas. Good-night, honest lago. (Esrit Cat that. than in reputation. Reputation is an idle and lago. And what's he then, that says.-I play the most false imposition; oft got without merit, and lost villain? without deserving: You have lost no reputation at When this advice is free, I give, and honest, all, unless you r-pute yourself such a loser. Wbat. Probal to thinking, and (indeed) the course man! there are ways to recover the general again: || To win the Moor again? For 'tis most easy You are but now cast in his mool, a punishment more The inclining Desdemona to subdue in policy than in malice: even so as one would beat In any honest suit; she's fram'd as fruitful his offenceless dog, to affright an imperious lion: sue As the free elements. And then for her to lijn again, and be's yours.
To win the Moor,-wcret to runounce inis baption Cas. I will rather sue to be despised, than to deceive All seals and symbols of redeemed sin,so good a commander, with so slight, so drunken, and His soul is so enfetter'd to her love, so indiscreet an officer. Drunk? and speak parrot ? That she may make, unmake, do what she list, and squabble? swagger? swear? and discourse fus. Even as ber appetite shall play the gol tian with one's own shadow ?-0 thou invisible spirit with his weak function. How am I then a Fillin, of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us To counsel Cassio to this parallel course, call thet-devil !
Directly to his good? Divinity of hell! lago. What was he that you followed with your When devils will their blackest sins put on, śword? What had he donc to you?
They do suggest at first with beavenly shows, Cas. I know not.
As I do now: For while this bonest fool lago. Is it possible?
Plies Desdemona to repair his fortunes, Cas. I remember a mass of things, but nouuing dis. And she for him pleads strongly to the Moor, tinctly; a quarrel, but nothing wherefore.-0, that I'll pour this pestilence into his ear,men should put an enemy in their mouths, to steal a That she repeals him for her body's lust; way their brains! that we should, with joy, revel, | And, by how much she strives to do him good, pleasure, and applause, transform ourselves into She shall undo her credit with the Moor. beasts!
So will I turn her virtue into pitch; lago. Why, but you are now well enough. How And out of her own goodness make the net, came you thus ricovered?
That shall enmesh them all.—How now, Roderiga. Cns. It has pleased the devil, drunkenness, to give
Enler Roerigo. place to the devil, wrath: one unperfectness shows
Rod. I do follow here in the chase, not like a bone me another, to make me frankly despise myself.
that hunts, but one that fills up the cry. My may Ingo. Come, you are too severe a moraler: As the
is almost spent; I have been to-night esoundings time, the place, and the condition of this country
weli cudgelled ; and, I think, the issue will be-1 sha!! stands, I could heartily wish this had not befallen;
have so much experience for my pains: and so, sich but, since it is as it is, mend it for your own good. Cas. I will ask him for my place agnin; he shall
no money at all, and a little more wit, return to Veniers
lago. Ilow poor are they, that have not patiesa tell me, I am a drunkarıl! Had I as many mouths as
What wound did ever heal, but by degrees! H; dia, such an answer would stop them all. To be
Thou know'st, we work by wil, and not by witchcraft i now a sensible man, by and by a fuol, and presently a beast ! O strange! -Every inordinate cup is unbless.
And wit depends on dilatory time.
Does't not go well? Cassio hath beaten thee, ed, and the ingredient is a devil.
And thou, by that small hurt, bast cashier'd Casio: lago. Come, come, good wine is a good familiar creature, if it be well used; exclaini no more against i Though other things grow fair against the sun,
Yet fruits, that blossom first, will first be ripe it. And, good lieutenant, I think, you think I love
Content thyself awhile.-By the njass, 'eis morning; you.
Pleasure, and action, make the hours seem shortCas. I have well approved it, sir.--I drunk!
Retire thee: go where thou art billeted : Iago. You, or any man living, may be drunk at
Away, I say; thou shalt know more her after; some time, man. I'll tell you what you shall do. Our
Nay, get thec gonc. [Erit kod.] Two things are to be general's wife is now the general ;-) inay say so in
done, this respect, for that he bath devoted and given up
My wife must move for Cassio to her mistress; himself to the contemplation, mark, and denotement
I'll set her on ; of her parts and graces :-confess yourself freely to
Myself, the while, to draw the Moor apart, her; importime her; she'll help to put you in your
And bring him jump when he may Cassio fiul place again : She is of so free, so kind, so apt, so blesse
Soliciting his wife :-Ay, that's the way; ed a disposition, that she holds it a vice in her good
Dull pot device by coldness and delay. [E38. ness, not lo du more than she is requested: This broken joint between you and her husband, entreat her to splinter; and, my fortunes against any lay worth naning, this crack of your love shall grow stronger
ACT 111. than it was before.
SCENE 1.-Before the Castle.
Enter Cassig od Cas. You advise me well.
some Musicians. Iago. I protest, in the sincerity of love, and honest
MASTERS, play here, I will content your paios Caso I think it freely; and, betimes in the morning, || Something that's brief; and bid-good-marros, per I will li souch the virtuous Desdemona to undertake eral.
Repair there to me. Cle. Why, masters, have your instruments been at lago.
Well, my good lord, I'll do't. Naples, that they speak i the bose thus ?
Oth. This fortification, gentlemen,-shall we see't? 1 Mus. How, sir, how!
Gent. We'll wait upon your lordship. [Exeunt. Clo. Are these, I pray yoú, called wind instruments? 1 Mus. Ay, marry, are they, sir.
SCENE III.-Before the Castle. Enter Desdemona, Clo. O, thereby hangs a tail.
Cassio, and Emilia. 1 Mus. Whereby hangs a tale, sir?
Des. Be thou assurd, good Cassio, I will do Clo, Marry, sir, by many a wind instrument that I
All my abilities in thy behalf. know. But, masters, here's money for you : and the
Emil. Good madam, do. I know it grteves my hus? general so likes your music, that he desires, you, of
band, all loves, to make no more noise with it.
As if the case were his. 1 Mus. Well, sir, we will not.
Des. O, that's an honest fellow. Do not doubts flo. If you have any music, that may not be heard,
Cassio, to't again : but, as they say, to hear music, the general
But I will have my lord and you again does not greatly care.
As friendly as you were. 1 Mus. We bave none such, sir.
Bounteons madam, Clo. Then put up your pipes in your bag, for 1']]
Whatever shall become of Michael Cassio, away: Go; vanish into air: away, [Exe. Musicians. || He's never any thing but your true servant. Cas. Dost thou hear, my honest friend ?
Des. O, sir, I thank you : You do lore my lord: Clo. No, I hear not your honest friend ; I hear you.
You have known him long; and be you well assurd, Cas. Priythee, keep up thy quillets. There's a poor
He sball in strangeness stand no further off piece of gold for thee: if the gentlewoman, that at
Than in a politic distance. tends the general's wife, be stirring, tell her, there's
Ay, but, larly, one Cassio entreats her a little favour of speech: Wilt
That policy may either last so long, thou do this ?
Or feed upon such nice and waterish diet, Clo. She is stirring, sir; if she will stir hither, I
Or breed itself so out of circumstance, shall seem to notify unto her.
That, I being absent, and my place supplied,
My general will forget my love and service.
Des. Do not doubt that ; before Emilia here,
I give thee warrant of thy place : assure thee, lago. You have not been a-bed then ?
If I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it
To the last article : my lorul shall never rest ;
I'll watch him tame, and talk him out of patience; To send in to your wife : my suit to her
His bed shall seem a school, his board a shrift;
I'll intermingle every thing he does
With Cassio's suit : Therefore be merry, Cassio ;
For thy solicitor shall rather die,
Thad give thy cause away.
Enter Othello and lago, at a distance. Cas. I humbly thank you for't. I never knew Emil.
Madlarn, here comes A Florentine more kind and honest.
Cas. Madam, I'll take my leave.
And hear me speak. For your displeasure ; but all will soon be well.
Cas. Madam, not now; I am very ill at ease, The general, and his wife, are talking of it ;
Untit for mine own purposes. And she speaks for you stoutly: Tine Moor replies,
Well, well, That be, you hurt, is of great fame in Cyprus,
Do your discretion.
[Exit Cassio. And great affinity ; and that, in wholesome wisdom,
Ha ! I like not that. He might not but refuse you: but, he protests, he
Oth. What dost thou say? loves you ;
Iago. Nothing my lord : or if- I know wbat. And needs no other sgitor, but his likings,
O'h. Was not that Cassio, parted from my wife? To take the saf'st occasion by the front, To bring you in again.
lago. Cassio, my lord ? No, sure, I cannot think it, Cas. Yet, I beseech you,
That he would steal away so guilty-like,
Seeing you coming.
I do believe 'twas he.
Des. How now, my lord ?
I have been talking with a suitor here,
A man that languishes in your displeasure.
Oth. Who is't, you mean?
Des. Why, your lieutenant Cassio. Good
His present reconciliation take;
For if he he not one that truly loves you, lago, and Gentlemen.
That errs in ignorance, and not in cunning, Oth. These letters give, lago, to the pilot ;
I have no judgement in an honest face : And, by him, do my duties to the state :
1 prythee, call him back. That done, I will be walking on the works,
Wint he hence now: