What wound did ever heal, but by degrees? craft; And wit depends on dilatory time. Does't not go well? Cassio hath beaten thee, ing; Pleasure, and action, make the hours seem short.Retire thee; go where thou art billeted: Away, I say; thou shalt know more hereafter: Nay, get thee gone. [Exit Rod.] Two things are to be done, My wife must move for Cassio to her mistress; Myself, the while, to draw the Moor apart, [Exit. Enter Cassio, and some Musicians. Cas. Masters, play here, I will content your pains, Something that's brief; and bid-good-morrow, ge[Musick. neral. Enter Clown. Clo. Why, masters, have your instruments been at Naples, that they speak i'the nose thus? 1 Mus. How, sir, how! Clo. Are these, I pray you, call'd wind instruments? 1 Mus. Ay, marry, are they, sir. Clo. O, thereby hangs a tail. 1 Mus. Whereby hangs a tale, sir? Clo. Marry, sir, by many a wind instrument that I know. But, masters, here's money for you: and the general so likes your musick, that he desires you, of all loves, to make no more noise with it. 1 Mus. Well, sir, we will not. Clo. If you have any musick that may not be heard, to't again: but, as they say, to hear musick, the general does not greatly care. 1 Mus. We have none such, sir. Clo. Then put up your pipes in your bag, for I'll away: Go; vanish into air; away. [Exeunt Musicians. Cas. Dost thou hear, my honest friend? Clo. No, I hear not your honest friend; I hear you. Cas. Pr'ythee, keep up thy quillets. There's a poor piece of gold for thee: if the gentlewoman that attends the general's wife, be stirring, tell her, there's one Cassio entreats her a little favour of speech: Wilt thou do this? Clo. She is stirring, sir; if she will stir hither, I shall seem to notify unto her. Enter Iago. [Exit. Cas. Do, good my friend.-In happy time, Iago. Iago. You have not been a-bed then? Cas. Why, no; the day had broke Before we parted. I have made bold, Iago, To send in to your wife: My suit to her Is, that she will to virtuous Desdemona Procure me some access. Iago. I'll send her to you presently; And I'll devise a mean to draw the Moor Out of the way, that your converse and business May be more free. [Exit. Cas. I humbly thank you for't. I never knew A Florentine more kind and honest. Enter Emilia. Emil. Good morrow, good lieutenant: I am sorry For your displeasure; but all will soon be well. The general, and his wife, are talking of it; And great affinity; and that, in wholesome wisdom, He might not but refuse you: but, he protests, he loves you; And needs no other suitor, but his likings, Cas. Yet, I beseech you,— If you think fit, or that it may be done,- Emil. Pray you, come in; I will bestow you where you shall have time Cas. I am much bound to you. [Exeunt. SCENE II. A ROOM IN THE CASTLE. Enter Othello, Iago, and Gentlemen. That done, I will be walking on the works, Iago. Well, my good lord, I'll do't. Oth. This fortification, gentlemen, - shall we see't? Gent. We'll wait upon your lordship. [Exeunt. SCENE III. BEFORE THE CASTLE. All Enter Desdemona, Cassio, and Emilia. Des. Be thou assur'd, good Cassio, I will do my abilities in thy behalf. Emil. Good madam, do; I know it grieves my husband, As if the case were his. Des. O, that's an honest fellow.-Do not doubt, Cassio, But I will have my lord and you again As friendly as you were. Cas. Bounteous madam, Whatever shall become of Michael Cassio, He's never any thing but your true servant. Des. O, sir, I thank you: You do love my lord; You have known him long; and be you well assur'd, He shall in strangeness stand no further off Than in a politick distance. Cas. Ay, but, lady, Des. Do not doubt that; before Emilia here, |