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3 Gent Come, let's do 80 s... ami e quindi na kail Cas. The great contention of the sea and skies For every minute is expectancy

Parted our fellowship: But, hark! a sail. aldur Of more arrivance.

(cry within, A sail, a saill then guns heard. Enter Cassio. 2 Gent. They give their greeting to the citada;

Site Cas., Thanks to the valiant of this warlike isle, This likewise is a friend. That so approve the Moor; milet the heavens Cas. See for the news. (erit Gentleman. Give him defence against the elements,

Good ancient, you are welcome ! Welcome, For I have lost him onia dangerous sea!

att mistress : buc

1971 [to Emilia Mon. Is he well shipp'd ?

Let it not gall your patience, good lago, Cas. His bark is stoutly timber'd, and his pilot That I extend my manners ; 'tis my breeding Of very expert and approv'd allowance :

That gives me this bold show of courtesy. Therefore my hopes, not surfeited to death,

[kissing her. Stand in bold cure.

Iago. Sir, would she give you so much of her [Within] A sail, a sail, a sail !

As of her tongue she oft bestows on me, flips Enter another, Gentleman. O

You'd have enough. Cas. Wbat noise?

Des. Alas, she has no speech. 4 Gent. The town is empty: on the brow o' Iago. In faith, too much :

I find it still, when I have list to sleep: Stand ranks of people, and they cry__a sail. Marry, before your ladyship, I grant,

Cas. My hapes, do shape him for the governor. She puts her tongue a little in her heart, 2 Gent. They do discharge their shot of cour- And chides with thinking.'

umidi stil tesy ; itiba

1. Emil. You have little cause to say so za wind Our friends, at least. i lui

[guns heard. lago. Come on, come on; you are pictures out Cas. I pray you, sir, go forth,


of doors, And give us truth who ?ţis that is arriv' in Bells in your parlours, wild cats in your kitchens 2 Gent. I shallo it!

[exit: Saints in your injuries, devils being offended, Mor. But, good lieutenant, is your general | Players in your housewifery, and housewives in

wird? iivel Cas. Most fortunately, she hath achiov'd a maid Des. O, fie upon thee, slanderer! That paragous description, and wild fame;i 1..17 Iago. Nay, it is true, or else I am a Turk; One, that excels the quirks of blazoning pens, You rise to play, and go to bed to work. Bold And, in the essential vesture of creation, (put in! Emil. You shall not write

my praise

500! Does bear all excelloncy. How now? who has Iago. No, let me not.

i !71227 ani Rerenter second Des. What would'st thou write of me, if thod 2 Gent. 'Tis one. Iago, ancient to the general.

should'st praise me? Cas. He has had most favourable and happy Iago. O, gentle lady, do not put me to't;

4 2. speed ::

- [winds, For I am nothing, if not criticalo 12: ht's bas Tempests themselves, high seas, hand howling Des. Come on, assay :--There's one gon

gone to The gutter'd rocks, and congregated sands

: the harbour ? Traitors ensteep'd to clog the guiltless keel,

Iago. Ay, madam. As having sense of beauty, do omit

Des. I am not merry; but I do beguile Their mortal natyres, letting go safely by The thing I am, by seeming otherwise. The divine Desdemona. ! Tivar

Come, how would'st thou praise me? Mon. What is she? se 3:24

Iago. I am about it; but, indeed, my invention Cas. She, that I spake of, our great captain's Comes from my pate, as birdlime does from frize, captain,

It plucks out brains and all: But my muse labours, Left in the conduct of the bold Iago ;And thus she is deliver'd. Whose footing here anticipates our thoughts, I If she be fair and wise, fairness aud wit, A se'nnight's speed,Great Jove, Othello guard, The une's for use, the other useth it. [witty? And swell his sail with thine own powerful breath; Des. Well praised! How if she be black and That he may bless this bay with his tall ship, Iago. If she be black, and thereto have a wit, Make love's quick pants in Desdemona's armas, She'll find a white, that shall her blackness fit Give renew'd fire to our extincted spirits,

Des. Worse and worse. And bring all Cyprus comfort !—0, behold, Emil. How, if fair and foolish ? Enter Desd. Emilia, lago, Roderigo, and Atten- Iago. She never yet was foolish that was fair; dants.

For even her folly belp'd'her to an heir. The riches of the ship is come on shore !

Des. These are old fond paradoxes, to make Ye men of Cyprus, let her bave your knees :- fools laugh i'the alehouse. What miserable praise Hail to thee, lady!) and the grace of heaven, hast thou for her that's foul and foolish? (unto, Before, behind thee, and on every hand,

Iago. There's none so foul, and foolish thereEnwheel thee round !

But does foul pranks which fair and wise ones'do. Des. I thank you, valiant Cassio.

Des. O heavy ignorance ! —thou praiscst the What tidings can you tell me of my lord ?

worst best. But what praise could'st thou beCas. He is not yet arriv'd; nor know I aught stow on a deserving woman indred ? ove, that, But that he's well, and will be shortly here. in the authority of her merit, did justly put od

Des. O, but I fear :-How lost you company? the vouch of very malice itself?


1. lazo. She that was ever fair, and never proud s I have found great love amongst them, 0, my
Har tongue at will, and yet was never loud ; 1145 Tsweet,
Never lack'd gold, and yet went never gay; I prattle out of fashion, and I dote
Fled from her wish, and yet said, -now. I may; In mine own comforts.—I pr’ythee, good lago,
She that, being anger'd, her repenge being nigh, Go to the bay, and disembark my coffers :
Bade her wrong stay, and her displeasure fly; Bring thou the master to the citadel;
She, that in wisdom never was so frail,

He is a good one, and his worthiness
To change the cod's head for the salmon's tail; Does challenge much respect. Come, Desdemona,
She, that could think, and ne'er disclose lier mind, Once more well met at Cyprus.
See suitors following, and not look behind ;

[ex. Oth. Desd. fc. She was a wight,—if ever such wight were, Iago. Do thou' meet me presently at the barDes. To do what?

bour. Come hither, if thou be'st valiant, Iago. To suckle fools, and chronicle small beer. (they say) base men, being in love, have then a

Des. O most lame and impotent conclusion –nobility in their natures more than is native to Do not learn of him, Emilia, though he be thy them, -list me. The lieutenant to-night watches husband.—How say you, Cassio ? is he not a on the court of guard :-- First, I must tell thee most profane and liberal counsellor ?

this-Desdemona is directly in love with him. Cas. He speaks home, madam; you may relish

Rod. With him ? why, 'tis not possible. him more in the soldier, than in the scholar. Iago. Lay thy finger-thus, and let thy soul

Iago. (aside.] He takes her by the palm : Ay, be instructed. Mark me, with what violence well said, wbisper : with as little a web' as this, she first loy'd the Moor, but for bragging, and will I ensnare as great a fly as Cassio. Ay, smile telling her fantastical lies: And will she love upon her, do'; I will gyve thee in thine own him still for prating ? let not thy discreet heart courtship. You say true; ?tis so, indeed: if think it. Her eye must be fed, and what desuch tricks as these strip you out of your lieuten- light shall she have to look on the devil? When antry, it had been better you had not kissed your the blood is made dull with the act of sport, there three fingers so oft, which now again you are should be,-again to inflame it, and to give satiety most apt to play the sir in. Very good ! well a fresh appetite,-- loveliness in favour; sympathy kissed ! an excellent courtesy! 'tis so, indeed. | in years, manners, and beauties; all which the Yet again your fingers to your lips? would they Moor is defective in: Now, for want of these were clyster-pipes for your sake. -[trumpet.] acquired conveniences, her delicate tenderness The Moor,— I know his trumpet.

will find itself abused, begin to heave the gorge, ..Cas. 'Tis truly so.

disrelish and abhor the Moor ; very nature will Des. Let's meet him, and receive him.

instruct her in it, and compel her to some second 1. Cas. Lo, where he comes !!

choice. Now, sir, this granted (as it is a most Enter Othello and Attendants.

pregnant and unforced position,) who stands, so Oth. O my fair warrior !

eminently in the degree of this fortune, as. Cassio Des. My dear Othello!

does ? a knave very voluble; no further conscionOth. It gives me wonder, great as my content, able, than in putting on the mere form of civil and To see you here before me. O my soul's joy! humane seeming, for the better compassing of his If after every tempest come such calms,

salt and most hidden loose affection? why, none; May the winds blow till they have waken’d death! why, none: A slippery and subtle knave; a' finder And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas, out of occasions ; that has an eye can stamp and Olympus-bigh ; and duck again as low 33 counterfeit advantages, though true advantage neAs bell's from heaven! If it were now to die, ver present itself: A devilish knave! besides, the 'Twere now to be most happy; for, I fear, knave is handsome, young; and hath all those My soul hath her content so absolute, ( ) requisites in him, that folly and green minds look That not another comfort like to this

after : A pestilept, complete knave: and the Succeeds in unknown fate.

woman hath found him already. s Des. The heavens forbid,

Rod. I cannot believe that in her : she is full But that our loves and comforts should increase of most blessed condition. To Even as our days do grow !!!!!

Iago. Blessed fig's end! the wine she drinks Oth. Amen to that, sweet powers !,

is made of grapes : if she had been blessed, she I cannot speak enough of this content,

would never have loved the Moor. Blessed pud. It stops me hero ; it is too much of joy:

ding! Didst thou not see her paddle with the And this, and this, the greatest discord be, palm of his hand ? didst not mark that?

[kissing her. Rod. Yes, that I did; but that was but courtesy. That e'er our hearts shall make!

Iago. Lechery, by this band ; an index, and Iago. O, you are well tun'd now!

obscure prologue to the history of lust and foul But I'll set down the pegs that make this music, thoughts. They met so near with their lips, that As honest as I am. [aside. their breaths embraced together.

Villainous Oth. Come, let's to the castle.

thoughts, Roderigo! when these mutualities 80 News, friends! our wars are done, the Turks are marshal the way, hard at hand comes the master. drown'd.

and main exercise, the incorporate conclusion : How do our old acquaintance of this isle ? Pish!- But, sir, be you ruled by me: I have Honey, you shall be well desir'd in Cyprus, brought you from Venice. Watch you to-night;

for the command, I'll lay't upon you : Cassio eleven. Heaven bless the isle of Cyprus, and knows you not;~-I'll not be far from you : Do our noble general, Othello!

[ereunt. you find some occasion to anger Cassio, either by

SCENE III. A HALL IN THE CASTLL. speaking too loud, or tainting his discipline: or Enter Othello, Desdemona, Cassio, and Attendants. from wbat other course you please, which the Oth. Good Michael, look you to the guard time shall more favourably minister.

to-night: Rod. Well.

Let's teach ourselves that honourable stop, Iago. Sir, he is rash, and very sudden in cho- Not to out-sport discretion. ler; and, haply, with his truncheon may strike Cas. Iago hath direction what to do ; at you ; provoke him, that he may: for, even out But, notwithstanding, with my personal eye of that, will I cause these of Cyprus to mutiny; Will I look to't. whose qualification shall come into no true taste Oth. Iago is most honest. again, but by the displanting of Cassio. So sball Michael, good night: to-morrow, with our earliest, you have a shorter journey to your desires, by Let me have speech with you.—Come, my deas the means I shall then have to prefer them; and love, the impediment most profitably removed, without The purchase made, the fruits are to ensue; the which there were no expectation of our pros

(to Desca perity.

That profit's yet to come 'twixt me and you.. Rod. I will do this, if I can bring it to any Good night. (exeunt Oth. Desd. and Attendants opportunity.

Enter Iago. Iago. I warrant thee. Meet me by and by at Cas. Welcome, Iago : we must to the watch. the citadel: I must fetch his necessaries ashore. Iago. Not this hour, lieutenant: 'tis not yet Farewell.

ten o'clock : our general cast us thus early, for Rod. Adieu.

(exit. the love of his Desdemona: whom let us not Iago. That Cassio loves her, I do well believe it; therefore blame; he hath not yet made wanton That she loves him, 'tis apt, and of great credit : the night with her; and she is sport for Jove. The Moor-howbeit that I endure him not

Cas. She's a most exquisite lady. Is of a constant, loving, noble nature;

Iago. And, I'll warrant her, full of game. And, I dare think, be'll prove to Desdemona Cas. Indeed, she is a most fresh and delicate A most dear husband. Now I do love her too ; crcature, Not out of absolute lust (though peradventure, Iago. What an eye she has ! methinks, it I stand accountant for as great a sin,)

sounds a parley of provocation. But partly led to diet my revenge,

Cas. An inviting eye; and yet, methinks, For I do suspect the lusty Moor

right modest. Hath Icap'd into my seat: the thought whereof Iago. And, when she speaks, is it not an aların Doth, like a poisonous mineral, gnaw my inwards; to love ? And nothing can or shall content my soul,

Cas. She is, indeed, perfection. Til I am even with him, wife for wife;

Iago. Well, happiness to their sheets! Come, Or, failing so, yet that I put the Moor

lieutenant, I have a stoop of wine; and here withAt least into a jealousy so strong

out are a brace of Cyprus gallants, that would That judgment cannot cure. Which thing to fain have a measure to the health of the black do,

Othello. If this poor trash of Venice, whom I trash Cas. Not to-night, good Iago; I have very For his quick hunting, stand the putting on, poor and unhappy brains for drinking: I could I'll have our Michael Cassio on the hip;

well wish courtesy would invent some other cusAbuse him to the Moor in the rank garb, — tom of entertainment. For I fear Cassio with my night-cap too;

lago. O, they are our friends : but one cup: Make the Moor thank me, love me, and reward I'll drink for you. For making him egregiously an ass, [me, Cas. I have drunk but one cup to-night, and And practising upon his peace and quiet

that was craftily qualified too, and, behold, what Even to madness. 'Tis here, but yet confus'd ; innovation it makes here: I ain unfortunate in Knavery's plain face is never seen, till us’d. (erit

. the infirmity, and dare not task my weakness

with any more. Enter a Herald, with a proclamation; people Iago. What, man! 'tis a night of revels; the following.

gallants desire it. Her. It is Othello's pleasure, our noble and Cas. Where are they?

[in. valiant general, that, upon certain tidings now Iago. Here at the door; I pray you, call them arrived, importing the more perdition of the Cas. I'll do't; but it dislikes me. [exit Cassio. Turkish feet, every man put himself into Iago. If I can fasten bút one cup upon him, triumph; some to dance, some to make bonfires, With that which he hath drunk to-night already, each man to what sport and revels his addiction He'll be as full of quarrel and offence leads bim; for, besicles these beneficial news, it is As my young mistress' dog. Now, my sick fool, the celebration of his nuptials : 80 mucb was his Roderigo,

(outward, pleasure should be proclaimed. All offices are Whom love has turn'd almost the wrong sido open ; and there is full liberty of feasting, from To Desdemona hath to-night carous'd this present hour of five, till the bell hath told ! Potations dottle-deed : and he's to watoh :


Three lads of Cyprus,-noble swelling spirits, Mon. To the platform, masters ; come, let's to
That hold their honours in a wary distance, the watch.
The very elements of this warlike islem

Iago. You see this fellow, that is gone before;-
Have I to-night fluster'd with flowing cups, He is a soldier, fit to stand by Cæsar
And they watch too. Now, 'mongst this flock of And give direction : and do but see his vice;

'Tis to his virtue a just equinox, Am I to put our Cassio in some action

The one as long as th' other : 'tis pity of him. That may offend the isle :—But here they comc: I fear, the trust Othello puts him in, If consequence do but approve wy dream, On some odd time of bis infirmity, My boat sails freely, both with wind and stream. Will shake this island. Re-enter Cassio; with him Montano and Gentlemen. Mon. But is he often thus ? Cas. 'Fore heaven, they have given me a rouse Iago. 'Tis evermore the prologue to his sleep: already.

He'll watch the horologe a double set, Mon. Good faith, a little one; not past a pint, If drink rock not his cradle. as I am a soldier.

Mon. It were well,
Iago. Some wine, ho !

The general were put in mind of it.
And let me the canakin clink, clink; [sings. Perhaps, be sees it not; or his good nature
And let me the canakin clink:
A soldier's a man ;

Prizes the virtue that appears in Cassio,
A life's but a span;

And looks not on bis evils? is not this true?
Why then, let a soldier drink.
Some wine, boys!
[wine brought in.

Enter Roderigo. Cas. 'Fore heaven, an excellent song.

Iago. How now, Roderigo ?

[aside. Iago. I learned it in England, where (indeed)

I pray you, after the lieutenant; go. they are most potent in potting : your Dane, your

(exit Roderigo. German, and your swag-bellied Hollander

Mon. And 'tis great pity, that the noble Moor drink, bo!-are nothing to your English.

Sbould hazard such a place, as his own second, Cas. Is your Englishman so expert in bis With one of an ingraft infirmity:

It were an honest action, to say drinking ?

So to the Moor.
Iago. Why, he drinks you, with facility, your
Dane dead druok; ho sweats not to overthrow I do love Cassio well; and would do much

Iago. Not I, for this fair island :
your Almain; he gives your Hollander a vomit,
ele the next pottle can be filled.

To cure him of this evil. But, bark! what noise ? Cas. To the health of our general.

[cry within.— help ! help! Mon. I am for it, lieutenant; and I'll do you

Re-enter Cassio, driving in Roderigo. justice.

Cas. You rogue ! you rascal! Iago. O, sweet England !

Mon. What's the matter, lieutenant ?
King Stephen was a worthy peer,

Cas. A kvave !-teach me my duty!
His breeches cost him but a crown;

I'll beat the knave into a twiggen bottle.
He held them six-pence all too dear.

Rod. Beat me!
With that he call'd the tailor-lown,
He was a wight of high renown,

Cas. Dost thou prate, rogue? (striking Roderigo.
And thou art but of low degree;

Mon, Nay, good lieutenant ; (staying him.
Tis pride that pulls the country down,
Then take thine auld cloak about thee,

I pray you, sir, hold your hand.
Some wine, ho!

Cas. Let me go, sir, Cas. Why, this is a more exquisite song than Or I'll knock you o'er the mazzard. the other.

Mon. Come, come, you're drunk. Iago. Will you hear it again?

Cas. Drunk !

[they fight. Cas. No; for I hold him to be unworthy of Iago. Away, I say! go out, and cry-amutiny! bis place, that does those things.--Well,--Hea

[aside to Rod, who goes out ven's above all; and there be souls that must be Nay, good lieutenant,~ alas, gentlemen,saved, and there be souls must mot be saved. Help, ho!- Lieutenant,-sir, Montano,-sir;Iago. It's true, good lieutenant.

Help, master's !— Here's a' goodly watch, indeed Cus. For mine own part—110 offence to the

(bell rings. general, nor any man of quality,- I hope to be Who's that rings the bell ?- Diablo, ho! saved.

The town will rise ; God's will, lieutenant! bold; Iago. And so do I too, lieutenant.

You will be sham'd for ever. Cas. Ay, but by your leave, not before me;

Enter Othello and Attendants. the lieutenant is to be saved before the ancient. Oth. What is the matter here? Let's have no more of this ; let's to our affairs.- Mon. I bleed still, I am burt to the death ; Forgive us our sins! - Gentlemen, let's look to

he dies. our business.

Do not think, gentlemen, I am Oth. Hold, for your lives. drunk; this is my ancient ;- this is my right lago. Hold, bold, lieuteuant, sir, Montano, hand, and this is my left hand :-I am not drunk gentlemen ; now; I can stand well enough, and speak well Have you forgot all sense of place and duty ? enongh

Huld, hold! the general speaks to yon; hold, for All. Excellent well.

shame! Cas. Why, very well, then : you must not Oth. Why, how now, bo! from whence aristhink then that lan drunk,


eth this?



Are we turn'd Turks'; and to ourselves do that, Steps in to Cassio, and entreats his pausc;
Which heaven hath forbid the Ottomites? Myself the crying fellow did pursue,
For Christian shame, put by this barbarous brawl: Lest, by his clamour (as it so fell out)
He, that stirs next to carve for his own rage, The town might fall in fright: be, swift of foot
Holds his soul light; he dies upon his motion.- Outran my purpose; and I return'd, the rather
Silence that dreadful bell, it frights the isle For that I heard the clink and fall of swords,
From ber propriety.-- What is the matter, mas- And Cassio high in oath : which, till to-night,
ters? _

I ne'er might say before: when I came back Honest Iago, that look'st dead with grieving, (For this was brief) I found them close together Speak, who began this ? on thy love, I charge At blow, and thrust; even as again they were, thee.

When you yourself did part them.
Iago. I do not know; friends all but now, even More of this matter can I not report :-

But men are men; the best sometimes forget:-
In quarter, and in terms like bride and groom Though Cassio did some little wrong to him,-
Divesting them for bed: and then, but now, As men in rage strike those that wish them best,
(As if some planet had unwitted men,)

Yet, surely, Cassio, I believe, receiv'd, Swords out, and tilting one at other's breast, From him that fled, some strange indignity, In opposition bloody. I cannot speak

Which patience could not pass. Any beginning to this peevish odds;

Oth. I know, lago, And 'would in action glorious I had lost

Thy honesty and love doth mince this matter,
These legs, that brought me to a part of it'! Making it light to Cassio :- Cassio, I love thee ;
Oth. How comes it, Michael, you are thus But never more be officer of mine.
forgot ?

Enter Desdemona, attended.
Cas. I pray you, pardon me, I cannot speak. Look, if my gentle love be not rais'd up ;-

Oth. Worthy Montano, you were wont be civil; I'll make thee an example.
The gravity and stillness of your youth

Des. What's the matter, dear? The world hath noted, and your name is great Oth. All's well now, sweeting ; come away to In mouths of wisest censure; what's the matter, Sir, for your hurts,

[bed. That you unlace your reputation thus,

Myself will be your surgeon : lead him off. And spend your rich opinion, for the namo

" (Montano led off. Of a night brawler? give me answer to it. Iago, look with care about the town; | Mon. Worthy Othello, I am hurt to danger; And silence those whom this vile brawl distractYour officer, lago, can inforın you

Come, Desdemona; 'tis the soldiers' life, {ed.— While I spare speech, which something now To have their balmy slumbers wak'd with strife. offends me,

(exeunt all but Iago and Cassio. Of all that I do know : nor know I aught, Iago. What, are you hurt, lieutenant By me that's said or done amiss this night; Cas. Ay, past'all surgery: Unless self-charity be sometime a vice;

Iago. Marry, heaven furbid And to defend ourselves it be a sin, silen's Cas. Reputation, reputation,' reputation! O, I When violence assails us.

have lost my reputation! I have lost tbe immortal Oth. Now, by heaven,

part, sir, of myself, and what remains is bestial.My blood begins my safer guides to rule ; My reputation, lago, my reputation! Toti And passion, having my best judgment collied, Iago. As I am an honest man, I thought you Assays to lead the way: if I once stir,

had rec ed some bodily wound: there is more Or do but lift this arm, the best of you

offence in that, than in reputation, Reputation Shall sink in my rebuke. Give me to know is an idle and must false imposition; oft got wiih. How this foul rout began, who set it on; out merit, and tost without deserving: you have And he that is approv'd in this offence,

lost no reputation at all, unless you reputc your. Though he had twinn'd with me, both at a' birth, self such a loser. What, man there are ways Shall lose me. What! in a town of wary 2001 to recover the general again :s you are but now Yet wild, the people's hearts brimful of fear, cast in his mood, a punishment 'mbre in policy To manage private and domestic quarrel,' a'ul than in malice; even so as orie would beat his In night, and on the court and guard of safety ! offenceless dog, to affright an imperious lion: sue 'Tis monstrous. - Iago, who began it?

to him again, and he's yours. Mon. If partially affin'd, or leagu'd in office, Cizs. I will rather sue to be despised, than to Thou dost deliver more or less than truth, deceive so guod a commander, with so slight, sc Thou art no soldier nicht beita i

drunken, alid 8v fridiscreet an officer. "Drunk? Iago. Touch me not so near ;

and speak párrot? and squabble?' swagger'? 'swear? I had rather have this tongue cut from my mouth, avid discourse tustian with one's own sbadow ? Than it should do offence to Michael Cassio ;).

0, thou invisible spirit of wine, if tbon bust no Yet I persuade myself, to speak the truth vame to be knowır by;"let us call thee- devil! Shall nothing wrong him.-Thus it is, general. Jago. What was be that you toiluwed with Montano and myself being ini speech, bus your sword? What had he acne w you ? 402990133 There comes a fellow crying out for help

Cas. I know yot.

.. :: . And Cassio following him with determin'd sword, 3. Iago. Is it jiosbible? To execute upon bim : sir, this gentleman

Cas. I remember a mass of things, but nothing

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