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For I have lost him on a dangerous sea ! Iago, Sir, would she give you so much of lier Mon. Is he well shipp'd?

As of her tongue she oft bestows on me, [lips Cas. His bark is stoutly timberd, and his pilot You'd have enough. Of very expert and approv'd allowance;

Des.

Alas, she has no speech. Therefore my hopes, not surreited to death, Iago. In faith, too much; Stand in bold cure.

I find it still, when I have list to sleep: (Within.). A sail, a sail, a sail ! Marry, before your ladyship, I grant, Enter annther Gentleman,

She puts her tongue a little in her heart, Cas. What noise ?

And chides with thinking 4 Gent. The town is empty; on the brow o'the Emil.

You have little cause to say so.

Iago. Come on, come on; you are pictures Stand ranks of people, and the cry-a sail.

out of doors, Cos. My hopes do shape him for the governor. Bells in your parlours,wild cats in your kitchens, 2 Gent. They do discharge their shot of cour- Saints in your injuries, devils being offended, tesy.

[Guns heard. Players in your housewitery, and housewives Our friends, at least.

in your beds. Cas,

I pray you, sir, go forth, Des. (), fye upon thee, slanderer! And give us truth who'tis that is arriv'd. Jago. Nay, it is true, or else I am a Turk; 2 (cat. I shall.

[Erit. You rise to play, and go to bed to work. Mon. But, good lieutenant, is your general Emil. You shall not write my praiso. viv'd ?

Ingo.

No, let me not. Cas. Most fortunately:he hath achiev'd a maid Des. What would'st thou write of me, if thou That paragons description, and wild fame;

should'st praise me ? One that excel the quirks of blazoning pens, lago. () gentle lady, do not put me to't; And in the essential vesture of creation, For I am nothing, if not critical. Does bear all excellency.-How now? who has Des. Come on, assay:-There's one gone to

lago. Ay, madam.

(the harbour ? Re-enter second Gentleman.

Des. I am not merry; but I do beguile 2 Gent. 'Tis one layo, ancient to the general. The thing I am, by seeming otherwise.-

I Cas. He has had most favourable and happy Come, how would'st thou praise me? speed :

Ingo. I am about it; but, in:leed, my invention Tempests themselves, high seas, and howling Comes from my pate, as birulime does from frize, winds,

It plucks out brains and all : But my muse The gutted rocks, and congregated sands -- And thus she is deliver'd.

[labours, Traitors ensteep'd to clog the guiltless keel, If she be fair and wise--fairness, and wit, As having sense of beauty, do omit

The one's for use, the other useth it. Their mortal natures, letting go safely by Des. Well prais'd! How if she be black and The divine Desdemona.

witty? Mon, What is she?

Iago. If she be black, and thereto have a wit, Cus. She that I spake of, our great captain's She'll find a white that shall her blackness tit. captain,

Des. Worse aud worse. Left in the conduct of bold Iago;

Emil. How, if fair and foolish ? Whose footing here anticipates our thoughts, lago. She never yet was foolish that was fair; A se'nnight's speed.-Great Jove,Othello guard, For even her folly help'd her to an heir. And swell his sail with thine own powerful Des. These are old fond paradoxes, to make breath;

fools laugh i' the alehouse. What miserablo That he may bless this bar with his tall ship, praise hast thou for her that's foul and foolish? Make love's quick pants in Desdemona's arms, lago. There's none so foul, and foolish thereGive renew'd fire to our extincted spirits,

unto,

(do. And bring all Cyprus comfort !-1), behold, But does foul pranks which fair and wise ones Enter DESDEMONA, LOLA, IAGO, RODERIGO, Des. O heavy ignorance !--thon praisest the and Attendants.

worst best. But what praise couldst thou be The riches of the ship is come on shore ! stow on a deserving woman indeed? one, that, Ye men of Cyprus, let ber hare your knoeg :- in the authority of her merit, did justly put on llail to thee, lady! and the grace of heaven, the vouch of very malice itself? Before, behind thee, and on every hand,

Iago. She that was ever fair, and never proud; Enwheel thee round!

Ilad tongue at will, and yet was vever loud: Des

I thank you, valiant Cassio. Never lack'd gold, and yet went never gny; What tidings can you tell me of my lord ? Fled from her wish, and yet said, --not I may;

Cas. He is not yet arriv'd; nor know I aught Shethat, being angerd, her revenge being nigh, But that he's well, and will be shortly here. Bade her wrong stay, and her displeasure tiy:

Des. O, but I fear;-llow lost you company? She that in wisduin never was so fruil,

Cas. The great contention of the sea and skies Tochan re the cou's head for the salmon's tail; Parted our fellowship: But, hark! a sail. She that could think, and ne'erdisclose her mind,

(Cry within, A sail, a sail! Then gnus heard. Sce suitors following, and not look behind: 2 Gme. They give their greeting to the citadel, She was a wight,--if ever such wight were, This likewise is a friend.

Des. To do what? Cas.

See for the news.- Iago. Toynckle tools, and chronicle small beer.

[Exit Gentleman. Dis. () mose lame and impotent conclusion ! Good anrient, you are welcome ;-Welcome,'-Do not learn of him, Emilia, though he be mistress

[ To Emilia, thy husbanı..llow say you, Cassio? is he not Jetit not gall your patience, good lagi, a most profane and liberal counsellor ? What I extend my inanners; 'tis my breeding Cas. Ile speaks bome, madam; you may relish That gives me this bold show of courtesy. him more in the soldier, than in the scholar.

[Kissing her. Iago. (.4side.) He takes her by the palm: Ay, well said, whisper: with as little a web as this, fresh appetite, --loveliness in favour; sympathy will I ensnare as great a fly as Cassio. Ay, smile in years, manners, and beauties; all which the upon her, do; I will gyve thee in thine own Moor is defective in: Now, for want of these courtship. You say true; 'tis so indeed: if required conveniences, her delicate tenderness such tricks as these strip you out of your lieu- will find itself abused, begin to heave the gorge, tenantry, it had been better you had not kissed disrelish and abhor the Moor; very nature will your three fingers so oft, which now again you instruct her in it, and compel her to some second are most apt to play the sir in. Very good ; choice. Now, sir, this granted (as it is a most well kissed! an excellent courtesy! 'tis so, in- pregnant and unforced position), who stands so deed. Yet again your fingers to your lips ? eminently in the degree of this fortune, as Cas'would, they were clyster-pipes for your sake! sio does?'a knave very voluble, no further con--- Trumpet.) The Moor, I know his trumpet. scionable, than in putting on the mere form of Cris. 'Tis truly so.

civil and humane seeming, for the better comDes. Let's meet him, and receive him. passing of his salt and most hidden loose affecCas. Lo, where he comes!

tion? why, none; why, none: A slippery and Enter OTHELLO and Attendants. subtle knave; a finder out of occasions; that Oth, O my fair warrior!

has an eye can stamp and counterfeit advanDes.

My dear Othello! tages, though true advantage never present itOth. It gives me wonder great as my content, self:' A devilish knave! besides the knave is To see you here before me. O my soul's joy! handsome, young; and hath all those requisites If after every tempest come such calms, in him, that folly and green minds look after: May the winds blow till they have waken'a A pestilent complete knave; and the woman death!

hath found him already. And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas, Rod. I cannot believe that in her: she is full Olympus-high; and duck again as low

of most blessed condition, As hell's from heaven! if it were now to die, lago. Blessed fig's end! the wine she drinks 'Twere now to be most happy; for, I fear, is made of grapes: if she had been blessed, she My soul batlı her content so absolute.

would never have loved the Moor: Blessed That not another comfort like to this

pudding! Didst thou not see her paddle with Succeeds in unknown tate.

the palm of his hand ? didst not mark that? Des.

The heavens forbid, Rod. Yes, that I did; but that was but courtesy. But that our loves and comforts should increase, Iago. Lechery, by this hand: an index, and Even as our days do grow !

obscure prologue to the history of lust and foul Oth, Amen to that, sweet powers!

-thoughts. They met so near with their lips, that I cannot speak enough of this content,

their breaths enabraced together. Villanous It stops me here; it is too much of joy: thoughts, Roderigo; when these mutualities so And this, and this, the greatest discords be. marshal the way, hard at hand comes the master

[l'issing her. and main exercise, the incorporate conclusion : That e'er our hearts shall make!

Pish!--But, sir, be you ruled by me: I have Iago.

O, you are well tund now! | brought yon from Venice. Watch you to-night; But I'll set down the pegs that make this musick, for the command, I'll lay't upon you: Cassio As honest as I am.

(Aside knows you tot;-I'll not be far from you : Do Oth.

Come, let's to the castle.- you find some occasion to anger Cassio, either News, friends; our wars are done, the Turks by speaking too lond, or tainting his discipline; are drown'd.

or from what other course you please, which How do our old acquaintance of this isle ? the time shall more favourab) minister. Honey, you shall be well desir'd in Cyprus, Rod, Well. I have found great love among them. omyl lugo. Sir, he is rash, and very sudden in chnsweet,

iler; and, haply, with his truncheon may strike I prattle out of fashion, and I dote

at you. Provoke him, that he may: for, even In mine own comforts.- I prythee, good lago, out of that, will I cause these of Cyprus to nitiGo to the bay, and disembark my cotfers : tiny; whose qualitication shall come into no Bring thou the master to the citadel; true taste again, but by the displanting of Cas. He is a good one, and his worthiness

sio. So shall you have a shorter journey to your Does challenge much respect.-Come, Desde- desires, by the means I shall then have to premona,

fer them; and the impediment most profitably Once more well met at Cyprus,

removed, without the which there were no ex(Exunt Orli. Des. and Attendants. pectation of our prosperity. Iago. Do thou meet me presently at the har- Rod. I will do this, if I can bring it to any bour. Come hither. If thou be'st valiant as opportunity. (they say) base men, being in love, have then a lago. I warrant thee. Meet me by and by at pobility in their natures inore than is native to the citadel: I must fetch his necessaries ashore. them-list me. The lieutenant to-night watches Farewell. on the court of guard :-First, I must tell thee Ro. Adieu.

(Erit. this-Desdemona is directly in love with hiin. lago. That Cassio loves her, I do well believe it.

Rod. With him! why, 'tis not possible. That she loves him,'tis apt, and of great credit:

Iago. Lay thy finger--thus, and let thy soul The Moor-how heit that I endure him not,be instructed. Mark me with what violence she is of a constant, loving, noble nature: tirst loved the Moor, but for bragging, and tell- And, I dare think, he'll prove to Desuiemona ing her fantastical lies: And will she love him A most dear husband. Now I do love her tio ; still for pratiugr let not thy discreet heart think Not out of absolute lust (though, peradventure, it. Her eye must be fed; and what delight shall I stand accountant for as great a sin), she have to look on the devil? When the blood But partly led to diet my revenge, is made dull with the act of sport, there should For that I do suspect the lusty Moor be,-again to intlame it, and io give satiety a Hath leap'd into my seat: the thought whereof Doth, like a poisonous mineral, gnaw my in- would faiu have a neasure to the health of the wards;

black Othello. And nothing can or shall content my soul, Cas. Not tv-night, good lago; I have very Till I am even with him, wife for wife; poor and unhappy brains for drinking; I could Or, failing so, yet that I put the Moor

well wish courtesy would invent some other At least into a jealousy so strong [do, custom of entertainment. That judgment cannot cure. Which thing to Tayo. 0, they are ohr friends; but one cup; If this poor trash of Venice, whom I trace I'll drink for you. For his quick hunting, stand the putting on, Cas. I have d'unk but one cup to-night, and I'll have our Michael Cassio on the hip; that was craftily qualitied too, and, behold, what Abuse him to the Moor in the rank garb, innovation it makes here; I am unfortunate in For I fear Cassio with my nightcap too ; the infirmity, and dare not task my weakness Make the Moor thank me, love me, and reward with any more.

[gallants desire it. For making him egregiously an ass, (me, Jago. What, man! 'tis a night of revels; the And practising upon his peace and quiet Cas. Where are they?

(in. Even to madness. 'Tis here, but yet confus'd; Iago. Here at the door; I pray you, call them Knavery's plain face is never seen till us'd. Cas, I'll do't; but it dislikes me. Exit.

{Exit. Iago. If I can fasten but one cup upon him, SCENE II. A Street.

With that which he hath drunk to-night already,

He'll be as full of quarrel and offence Enter a Herald, with a Proclamation ; People

As my young mistress' dog. Now, my sick following.

fool, Roderigo,

Toutward, Her. It is Othello's pleasure, our noble and Whom love has turn'd almost the wrong side valiant general, that, upon certain tidings now To Desdemona hath to-night carous'd arrived, importing the mere perdition of the Potations pottle deep; and he's to watch : Turkish fleet, every man put himself into tri- Three lads of Cyprus, ---noble swelling spirits, umph; some to dance, some to make bonfires, That hold their honours in a wary distance, each man to what sport and revels his addiction The very elements of this warlike isle, leads him; for, besides these beneficial news, llave I to-night fluster'd with flowing cups, it is the celebration of his nuptials: So much and they watch too. Now, 'mongst this flock was his pleasure should be proclaimed. All of drunkards, offices are open; and there is full liberty of Am I to put our Cassio in some action feasting, from this present hour of five, till the That may offend the isle: But, here they come: bell hath told eleven. Heaven bless the isle of If consequence do but approve my dream, Cyprus, and our noble general Othello. My boat sails freely, both with wind and stream.

(Exeunt.

Re-enter Cassi0, with him MONTANO, and SCENE III. A Hall in the Castle.

Gentlernen. Enter OTHELLO, DESDE BONA, Cassio, and

Cas. 'Fore heaven, they have given me a Attendants.

rouse already.

Mon. Good faith, a little one; not past a pint, Oth. Good Michael, look you to the guard to

as I am a soldier. night:

Tago. Some wine, ho ! Let's teach ourselves that honourable stop,

And let me the canakin clink, clink; (Sings. Not to outsport discretion.

And let me the canakin cink: Cas. Iago hath discretion what to do:

A soldier's a mn;
Put, notwithstanding, with my personal eye

A lije's but a spon;
Will I look to't.
Oth.
Iago is most honest.

Why then, let a soldier drink.
Michael, good night: To-morrow, with our ear- Some wine, boys.

(Wire brought in. liest,

[love, Cas. 'Fore heaven, an excellent song. Let me have speech with you.-Come, my dear lago. I learned it in England, where (indeed) The purchase made, the fruits are to ensue; they are most potent in potting: your Daue,

(TO DESDEMONA. your German, and your swag-bellied Hollander, That profit's yet to come 'twixt me and you.-- -Drink, ho!-are nothing to your English. Good night. (Exeuni OTH. DES. and Attend. Cas. Is your Englishman so expert in his Enter I AGO.

drinking?

Iago. Why, he drinks you, with facility, your Cas. Welcome, lago: We must to the watch. Dane dead årunk; he sweats not to overthrow

Tago. Not this hour, lieutenant; 'tis not yet your Almain; he gives your Hollander a vomit ten o'clock. Our general cast us thus early, for ere the next pottle can be filled, the love of his Desdemona; whom let us not

Cas. To the health of onr general. therefore blame; he hath not yet made wanton

Hon. I am for it, lieutenant; and I'll do you the night with her: and she is sport for Jove.

Iago. O sweet England!

ljustice Cas. She's a most exquisite lady. Iago. And, I'll warrant her, full of game.

King Stephen was a worthy perr,

llis breeches cost him but a cron; Cus. Indeed, she is a most fresh and delicate creature. (a parley of provocation.

He held them sixpence all too dear,

With that he cail'd the tailor-lowon. lago. What an eyeshe bas! methinks it sounds Cas. An inviting eye; and yet methinks right

He was a wight of high renown, modest.

(to love?

And thou art but of low degree: lago. And, when she speaks, is it not an alarm

'Tis pride that pulls the country down :

Then take thine auld cloak about thee,
Cas. She is, indeed, perfection.
Iago. Well, happiness to their sheets! Come, Some wine, ho!

[the other. lieutenant, I have a stoop of wine; and here, Cas. Why, this is a more exquisite song than without are a brace of Cyprus gallants, that lago. Will you hear it again?

(he dies.

Cas. No; for I hold him to be unworthy of The town will rise; God's will, lieutenant, hold; his place, that does those things.-Well, Hea- You will be sham'd for ever. ven's above all : and there be souls that must

Enter OTHELLO and Attendants. be saved, and there be souls must not be saved. Tago. It's true, good lieutenant.

Oth.

What is the matter here! Cas. For mine own partno offence to the Mon. I bleed still, I am hurt to the death; general, or any man of qnality,--I hope to be Oth. Hold, for your lives.

Iago. And so do I too, lieutenant. (saved. Iago. Hold, hoid, lieutenant, sir, Montano,

Cas. Ay, but by your leave, not before me: gentlemen, the lieutenant is to be saved before the ancient. Have you forgot all sense of place and duty ? Let's have no more of this; let's to our affairs. Hold, hold! the general speaks to you; hold, --Forgive us our sins !–Gentlemen, let's look for shame!

(ariseth this: to our business. Do not gentlemen, I Oth. Why, how now, ho! from whence am drunk; this is my ancient;- this is my right Are we turn'd Turks; and to ourselves do that, hand, and this is my left hand;-I am not drunk Which heaven hath forbid the Ottomites? now; I can stand well enough, and speak well For christian shame, put by this barbarons AU. Excellent well.

senough.

brawl: Cas. Why, very well, then; you must not He that stirs next to carve for his own rage, think that I am drunk.

[Exit. Holds his soul light; he dies upon bis motion.Mon. To the platform, masters; come, let's Silence that dreadful bell, it frights the isle set the watch.

From her propriety - What is the matter, masIago. You see this fellow, that is gone before;

ters? He is a soldier, fit to stand by Cæsar

Honest Iago, that look'st dead with grieving, And give direction : and do but see his vice; Speak, who began this? on thy love, I charge 'Tis to his virtue a just equinox,

thee.

seven now, The one as long as the other: 'tis pity of him.

Iago. I do not know;-friends all but now, I fear, the trust Othello puts him in,

In quarter, and in terms like bride and groom On some odd time of his infirmity

Devesting them for bed: and then, but now, Will shake this island.

(As if some planet had unwitted men), Mon.

But is he often thus? Swords ont, and tilting one at other's breast, lago.'Tis evermore the prologue to his sleep: In opposition bloody. I cannot speak He'll watch the horologe a double set,

Any beginning to this peevish odds ; If drink rock not his cradle.

And 'would, in action glorious I had lost Mon.

It were well, These legs, that brought me to a part of it! The general were put in mind of it.

Oth. How comes it, Michael, yon are thus Perhaps, he sees it not; or his good nature

forgot? Prizes the virtue that appears in Cassio,

Cas. I pray you, pardon me, I cannot speak, And looks not on his evils; Is not this true ?

Oth. Worthy Montano, you were wont be civil;

The gravity and stillness of your youth
Enter RODERIGO.

The world hath noted, and your name is great Iago. How now, Roderigo ?

(A side. In mouths of wisest censure; What's the matter, I pray you, after the lieutenant: go. [Exit Rod. That you unlace your reputation thus,

Mon. And 'tis great pity, that the noble Moor And spend your rich opinion, for the name Should hazard such a place, as his own second, Of a night brawler? give ne answer to it. With one of an ingraft infirmity;

Mon. Worthy Othello, I am liurt to danger;

1 It were an honest action, to say

Your officer, lago, can inform you So to the Moor.

While I spare speech, which something now Iago. Not, for this fair island:

offends me : I do love Cassio well; and would do much of all that I do know: nor know I aught To cure him of this evil. Put hark! what noise? By me that's said or done amiss this night: (Cry within-Help! help! Unless self-charity be sometime a vice;

And to defend ourselves it be a sin, Re-enter Cassio, driving in RODERIGO).

When violence assails us. Cas. You rogue! you rascal!

Oth.

Now, by heaven, Mon. What's the matter, lieutenant? My blood begins my safer guides to rule :

Cas. A knave !--teach me my duty ! And passion, having my best judgment collied I'll beat the knave into a twiggen bottle. Assays to lead the way: If I once stir, Rod. Beat me!

Or do but lift this arm, the best of you Cas.

Dost thou prate, rogue ? Shall sink in my rebuke. Give me to know

[Striking RODERIGO. How this foul rout began, who set it on; Mon.

Nay, good lieutenant; And he that is approv'd in this offence,

(Staying him. Though he had twinn'd with me, both at a birth, pray you, sir, hold your hand.

si lose me.-- What! in a town of war, Cas.

Let me go, sir, Yet wild, the people's hearts brimful of fear, Or I'll knock you o'er the mazzard.

To manage private and domestick quarrel, Mon,

Come, come, you're drunk. In night, and on the court of guard and safety! Cas. Drunk !

[They fight. 'Tis monstrous, --Ingo, who began it! Iago. Away, I say! go out, and cry-a niutiny. Hon. If partially affin'd, or leagu'd in office,

(A side to Rob. who goes out. Thou dost deliver more or less than truth, Nay, good lieutenant-alas, gentlemen,- Thou art no soldier. Help, ho! - Lieutenant, – sir, - Montano, - lago.

Touch me not so near: sir;

I bad rather have this tongue cut from my mouth, Help, masters !– Here's a goodly watch, in- Than it should do offence to Michael Cassio; deed!

[Bull 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.

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