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Mon. What's the matter, lieutenant ? Mon. Worthy Othello, I am hart to danger;

(as. A knavę l-teach me my duty! Your officer, Iago, can inform yonl'll beat the knave into a twiggen * bottle. While I spare speech, which something now Rod, Beat me!

offends me; Cas.

Dost thou prate, rogue ? Of all that I do know: nor know I augbt

[Striking RODERICO. By me that's said or done amiss this night; Mon.

Nay, good lieutenant ; Unless self-charity I be sometime a vice;

[Staying him. And to defend ourselves it be a sin, I pray you, sir, bold


When violence assails us.

Let me go, sir,

Now, by heaven, Or I'll knock you o'er the mazzard.

My blood begivs my safer guides to rule ; Mon,

Come, come, you're dronk. And passion, having my best judgment col. Cas. Drunk!

[They fight. lied g, Iago. Away, I say! go out, and cry-a mo- Assays to lead the way: If I once stir,

tiny. [Aside to Rod., who goes out. Or do but lift this arm, the best of you Nay, good lieutenant,-alas, gentlemen,- Shall sink in my rebuke. Give me to know Help, ho!-Lieutenant,--sir,-Montano,-sir; How this foul rout began, who set it on; Help, masters!-Here's a goodly watch, in- | And he that is approved || in this offence, deed!

(Bell rings. Though he had twinn'd with me, both at a Who's that that rings the bell?-Diablo, ḥo!

birth, The town will rise, God's will, lieutenant! Shall lose me.-What! in a town of war, You will be shamed for ever.

(hold; Yet wild, the people's hearts brimful of fear, Enter OTHELLO and Attendants. To manage private and domestic quarrel, Oth.

What is the matter here? In night, and on the court and guard of safety! Mon. I bleed still, I am hurt to the death;- 'Tis monstrous.--Iago, who began it? Oth. Hold, for your lives.

(be dies. Mon. If partially affined T, or leagued in lago. Hold, hold, lieutenant, sir, Montano, office, gentlemen,

Thou dost deliver more or less than truth, Have you forgot all sense of place and duty ? Thou art no soldier. Hold, hold! the general speaks to you; hold, lago.

Touch me not so near : for shame!

(ariseth this? I had rather have this tongue cut from my Oth, Why, how now, ho! from whence niouth, Are we turn Turks; and to ourselves do that Than it should do offence to Michael Cassio ; Which heaven hath forbid the Ottomites? Yet, I persuade myself, to speak the truth For christian shame, put by this barbarous Shall nothing wrong bim.-Thus it is, general. brawl:

Montano and myself being in speech, He that stirs next to carve for his own rage There comes a fellow crying out for help; Holds his soul light; he dies upon his motion. And Cassio following him with determined Silence that dreadful bell, it frights the isle

sword, From her propriety. What is the natter, To execute upon him : Sir, this gentleman masters?

Steps in to Cassio, and entreats his pause; Honest Iago, that look'st dead with grieving, Myself the crying fellow did pursue, Speak, who began this 3 on thy love I charge Lest, by his clamour, (as it so fell ont,) thee.

[even now, The town might fall in fright: he, swift of Iago. I do not know ;--friends all but now, foot,

(ther In quarter, and in terms like bride and groom Outran my purpose; and I return'd the raDevesting them for bed : and then, but now,

For that I heard the clink and fall of swords, (As if some planet had unwitted men,) And Cassio high in oath ; which, till to-night, Swords out, and tilting one at other's breast, I ne'er inight say before : when I came back, In opposition bloody. I cannot speak (For this was brief,) I found them close to Any beginning to this peevish odds ;

gether, And 'would in action glorious I had lost

At blow and 'thrust; even as again they were, These legs, that brought me to a part of it! When you yourself did part them. Oth. How comes it, Michael, you are thus More of this matter can I not report: forgott?

But men are men: the best sometimes forget : Cas. I pray you, pardon me, I cannot speak. Though Cassio did some little wrong to him,Oth. Worthy Montano, you were wont be As men in rage strike those that wish them civil;

best, The gravity and stillness of your yonth Yet, surely, Cassio, I believe, received, The world hath noted, and your name is great from him that fled, some strange indignity, In mouths of wisest censure; What's the Which patience could not pass. matter,


I know, lago; That you unlace your reputation thus, Thy honesty and love doth mince this matter, And spend your rich opinion for the name Making it light to Cassio :-Cassio, I love thee Of a night brawler? give me answer to it. But never more be officer of mine. • A wicker'd bottle. + i. e., You have thus forgot yourself.

Care of one's self, § Darkened. W Convicted by proof.

Ý Related by nearness of office.

Enter DESDEMONA, attended. : shall tell me I am a drunkard! Had I as many Look if my gentle love be not raised up; months as Hydra, such an answer would stop I'll make thee an example.

them all. To be now a sensible man, by and Des.

What's the matter, dear? by a fool, and presently a beast ! O strange Oth. All's well now, sweeting; Come away Every inordinate cup is unblessed, and the Sir, for your harts,

{to bed. - ingredient is a devil. Myself will be your surgeon: Lead him off. lago. Come, come, good wine is a good

(TO MONTANO, who is led of. familiar creature, if it be well used ; exclaim lago, look with care about the town;

no more against it. And, good lieutepant, I And silence those whom this vile brawl dis- think you think I love you. tracted.

Cas. I have well approved it, sir.—I drunk! Come, Desdemona; 'tis the soldier's life, Iugo. You, or any man living, may be To have their balmy slumbers waked with drunk at some time, man. l'll tell you what strife.

you shall do. Our general's wife is now the [Exeunt all but Iago and Cassio. general ;-I may say so in this respect, for lago. What, are you hurt, lieutenant ? that he hath devoted and given up himself to Cas. Ay, past all surgery.

the contemplation, mark, and denotement, of lugo. Marry, heaven forbid !

her parts and graces ;-confess yourself freely Cas. Reputation, reputation, reputation ! O, to her; importune her; she'll help to put I have lost my reputation! I have lost the im- you in your place again : she is of so free, so mortal part, sir, of myself, and what remains is kind, so apt, so blessed, a disposition, that she bestial.-My reputation, Iago! my reputation ! holds it a vice in her goodness not to do more

lago. As I am an honest man, I thought than she is requested: This broken joint, beyou had received some bodily wound; there tween you and her husband, entreat her to is more offence in that than in reputation. splinter; and, my fortones against any lay I Reputation is an idle and most false imposi- worth naming, this crack of your love shall tion ; oft got without merit, and lost without grow stronger than it was before. deserving: You have lost no reputation at Cas. You advise me well. all, unless you repute yourself such a loser. Iago. I protest, in the sincerity of love, and What, man! there are ways to recover the honest kindness. general again : You are but now cast in his Cas. I think it freely; and, betimes in the mood *, a punishment more in policy than in morning, I will beseech the virtuous Desdemalice; even so as one would beat his of-mona to undertake for me: I am desperate of fenceless dog, to affright an imperious lion : my fortunes if they check me here. sue to him again, and he's yours.

Tago. You are in the right. Good night, Cas. I will rather sue to be despised, than lieutenant; I must to the watch. to deceive so good a commander with so slight, Cas. Good night, honest lago. so dronken, and so indiscreet, an officer.

(Exit Cassio. Drunk! and speak parrot +! and squabble, Iago. And what's he then, that says-1 play swagger, swear! and discourse fustian with the villain? one's own shadow !--0, thou invisible spirit When this advice is free, I give, and honest, of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, Probal to thinking, and (indeed) the course let us call thee_devil!

To win the Moor again? For, 'tis most easy Iago. What was he that you followed with the inclining Desdemona to snbdue your sword? What had be done to you? In any honest suit; she's framed as fruitful } Cas. I know not.

As the free elements. And then for her lago. Is it possible?

To win the Moor,-were't to renounce his Cas. I remember a mass of things, but no- baptism, thing distinctly; a quarrel, but nothing where- All seals and symbols of redeemed sin,fore.-0, that men shonld put an enemy in His soul is so enfetter'd to her love, their mouths to steal away their brains ! that That she may make, unmake, do what she list, we should, with joy, revel, pleasure, and ap- Even as her appetite shall play the god plause, transform ourselves into beasts ! With his weak function. How am I then a

Iago. Why, but you are now well enough: villain, How came you thus recovered?

To counsel Cassio to this parallel || course, Cas. It hath pleased the devil, drunkenness, Directly to his good ? Divinity of hell! to give place to the devil, wrath: one unper- When devils will their blackest sins put on, fectness shows me another, to make me frankly They do suggest at first with heavenly shows, despise myself.

As I do now: For wbile this honest fool Iago. Come, you are too severe a moraler: Plies Desdemona to repair bis fortunes, As the time, the place, and the condition of And she for bim pleads strongly to the Moor, this country stands, I could heartily wisb this rll pour this pestilence into his ear,had not befallen; but, since is as it is, mend hat she repeals ** him for her body's last; it for your own good.

And, by how much she strives to do him good, Cas. I will ask him for my place again; he! She shall undo her credit with the Moor. Dismissed in his anger.

+ Talk idly. Bet or wager. Liberal, bountiful, # Even.

Tempt. ** Recaiis.

So will I turn her virtue into pitch;

Does't not go well? Cassio hath beaten thee, And out of her own goodness make the net, And thou, by that small hurt, hast cashier'd That shall en mesh them all.-How now, Ro- Cassio : derigo ?

Though other things grow fair against the sun, Enter RODERIGO. Dir.

Yet fruits that blossom first, will first be ripe: Rod. I do follow here in the chase, not like Content thyself awhile.-By the mass, 'tis a bound that hủnts, but one that fills up the morning;

(short. ery. My money is almost spent; I have been Pleasure, and action, make the hours seem to-night exceedingly well endgelled ; and, 1 Retire thee; go where thon art billeted : think, the issue will be-I shall have so much Away, I say; thou shalt know more hereafter : experience for my pains : and so, with no Nay, get thee gone. [Exit Rod.] Two things money at all, and a little more wit, return to are to be done, Venice.

My wife must move for Cassio to her mistress; Iago. How poor are they, that have not. I'll set her on : patience!

Myself, the while, to draw the Moor apart, What wound did ever heal, but by degrees? And bring him jump* when he may Cassio find Thou know'st we work by wit, and not by Soliciting his wife :-Ay, that's the way; witchcraft;

Dull not device by coldness and delay. (Exit. And wit depends on dilatory time.


SCENE I. Before the Castle.

lago. You have uot been a-bed then?

Cas. Why, 10; the day had broke Enter Cass10, and some Musicians.

Before we parted. I have made bold, lago, Cas. Masters, play here, I will content To send in to your wife: My suit to her

your pains, (row, general. [Music.Is, that she will to virtuous Desdemona Something that's brief; and bid-good-mor- Procure me some access. Enter Clown.

lago. P'll nd her to you presently; clo. Why, masters, have your instruments And I'll devise a mean to draw the Moor been at Naples, that they speak i'the nose Oat of the way, that your converse and busithus? | Mus. How, sir, how!

May be more free.

[Exit. Clu. Are these I pray you, called wind in- Cas. I humbly thank you for't. I never struments ?

A Florentine more kind and honest. [knew I Mus. Ay, marry, are they, sir.

Enter EMILIA. Clo. O, thereby hangs a tail.

Emil. Good morrow, good lieutenant: I 1 Mus. Whereby hangs a tale, sir?

am sorry Clo. Marry, sir, by many a wind instru- For your displeasuref; but all will soon be ment that I know. But, masters, here's money well. for you: and the general so likes your music, The general, and his wife, are talking of it; that he desires you, of all loves, to make no And she speaks for you stoutly: The Moor more noise with it.

replies, 1 Mus. Well, sir, we will not.

That he you hurt is of great fame in Cyprus, Clo. If you have any music that may not And great affinity; and that, in wholesome be heard, to't again: but, as they say, to hear wisdom,

[he loves yog; music, the general does not greatly care. He might not but refuse you : but he protests 1 Mus. We have none such, sir,

And needs no other suitor, but his likings, Clo. Then put up your pipes in your bay, To take the saf'st occasion by the front, for I'll away: Go; vanish into air; away. To bring you in again.

[Exeunt Musicians.


Yet, I beseech you,Cas. Dost thou hear, my honest friend? If you think fit, or that it may be done,

Clo. No, I hear not your honest friend; I Give me advantage of some brief discourse hear you.

With Desdemona alone. Cas. Prøythee, keep up thy quilletst. There's Emil.

Pray you, come in; a poor piece of gold for thee; if the gentle. I will bestow you where you shall bave time woman that attends the general's wife, be To speak your bosom freely. stirring, tell her, there's one Cassio entreats. Cas.

I am much bound to you. her a little favour of speech: Wilt thou do

[Exeunt. this?


SCENE II. A Room in the Castle. Clo. She is stirring, sir; if she will stir I shall seem to notify unto her. [Exit.

Enter OTHELLO, Iaco, and Gentlemen. Enter IAGO.

Oth. These letters give, Iago, to the pilot ; Cas. Do, good my friend. In happy time, And, by him, do my duties to the state: Iago.

That done, I will be walking on the works, • Just at the time. + Nice distinctions. The displeasure you have incurred from Othello.


Repair there to me.


Oth, Who is't, you mean? [my lord, Tago. Well, my good lord, I'll do't. Des. Why, your lieutenant Cassio. Good OthThis fortification, gentleman,-shall If I have any grace, or power to move you, we see't?

His present reconciliation take; Gent. We'll wait upon your lordship For, if he be not one that truly loves you,

[Exeunt. That errs in ignorance, ant not in cunning ,

I have no judgment in an honest face :
SCENE III. Before thé Castle.

I prythee, call him back,
Enter DESDEMONA, CABS 10, and EMILIA. Oth.

Went he hence now? Des. Be thou assured, good Cassio, I will do Des. Ay, sooth; so humbled, All my abilities in thy behalf.

That he hath left part of Kis grief with me; Emil, Good madam, do; I know it grieves I suffer with him. Good. love, call him back. As if the case were his.

[my husband Oth. Not now, sweet Desdemona ; some Des. 0, that's an honest' fellow.-Do not Des. But shall't be shortly? (other time. doubt, Cassio,


The sooner, sweet, for you. But I will have my lord and you again

Des. Shall't be to-night at supper? As friendly as you were.


No, not to-nigh.. Cas.

Bounteous raadam, Des. Tomorrow dinner, then ? Whatever shall become of Michael Cassio, Oth.

I shall not dine at bome;
He's never any thing but your true servant. I meet the captains at the citadel,
Des. 0, sir, I thank you: You do love my Des. Why then, to-morrow night; or Taes-
lord :

day morn;

[morn; You have known him long; and be you well Or Tuesday noon, or night; or Wednesday He shall in strangeness stand no further off I pray thee, name the time; but let it not Than in a politic distance.

Exceed three days: in faith, lie's penitent; Cas.

Ay, but, lady, And yet his trespass, in our common reason, That policy may either last so long,

(Save that, they say, the wars must make exOr feed upon such nice and waterish diet,

amples Or breed itself so out of circumstance, Out of their best 1,) is not almost a fault That, I being absent, and my place supplied, To ineur a private check: When shall , he, My general will forget my love and service. come ?

Des. Do not doubt that; before Emilia here, Tell me, Othello. I wonder in my soul, I give thee warrant of thy place : assure thee, What you could ask me, that I should deny, If I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it

Or stand so mammering 9 on. What! MiTo the last article: my lord shall never rest;

chael Cassio,

{time, I'll watch him tame*, and talk him out of pa. That came a wooing with you; and many a tience;

When I have spoke of you dispraisingly, His bed shall seem a school, his board a shrift: Hath ta'en your part; to have so much to do I'll intermingle every thing he does [Cassio ; To bring him in! Trust me, I could do much. With Cassio's suit : Therefore be merry, Oth. Prythee, vo more: let him come For thy solicitor shall rather die,

I will deny thee nothing. [when he will; Than give thy cause away,


Why, this is not a boon;, Enter Orrelio, and Iago, at a distance. 'Tis as I should entreat you wear your gloves, Emil, Madam, here comes Or feed on nourishing dishes, or keep you

Or sue to you to do peculiar profit [wart; Cas. Madam, I'll take my leave. To your own person : Nay, when I have a Des.

Why, stay,

suit, And hear me speak.

Tease, Wherein I mean to touch your love indeed, Cas. Madam, not now; I am very ill at It shall be full of poize || and difficulty, Unfit for nine own purposes.

And fearful to be granted. Des.

Well, well,


I will deny thee nothing: Do your discretion.

[Exit Cassio. Whereon, I do beseech thee, grant me this, lago.

Ha! I like not that. To leave me but a little to myself. flord. Oth. What dost thou say?

Des. Shall I deny you? no: Farewell, niy Tago. Nothing, my lord: or if-I know not Oth, Farewell, my Desdemona: I will what.

(wife? come to thee straight. (teach you ; Oth. Was not that Cassio parted from my Des. Emilia, come :-Be it as your fancies lago. Cassio, my lord? No, sure, k cannot Whate'er you þe, I am obedient. think it,

[Exit, with EMILIA. That he would steal away so guilty-like, Oth. Excellent wretch! Perdition catch Seeing you coming.

my soul, Oth.

I do believe 'twas he. But I do love thee! and when I love thee not, Des. How now, my lord?

Chaos is come again. I have been talking with suitor here,

Iago. My noble lord. A man that languishes in your displeasure.

What dost thou say, lago ? * Hawks are tamed by keeping them from sleep.. + Knowledge.

Best me: Hesitating.

\ Weight

My lord.


Iago. Did Michael Cassio, when yon woo'd Keep leets *, and law.days, and in session sit Know of your love? [my lady, With meditations lawful?

[Iago, Oth. He did, from first to last : Why dost Oth. Thou dost conspire against thy friend, thou ask?

Ir thou but think'st him wrong'd, and mak'st Iago. But for a satisfaction of my thought; A stranger to thy thoughts.

[bis ear No further harm.


I do beseech you, Oth.

Why of thy thought, Iago ? Though I, perchance, am vicious in my guess, Iago. I did not think, he bad been ac As, I confess, it is my nature's plague quainted with her.

To spy into abuses; and, oft, my jealousy Oth. O, yes ; and went between us very oft. Shapes faults that are not, -I entreat you Iago. Indeed ?

(aught in that?

then, Oth. Iqdeed ! ay, indeed :-Discern'st thou From one that so imperfectly conjects t, Is he not honest ?

You'd take no notice; nor build yourself a Iago. Honest, my lord ?

trouble Oth.

Ay, honest. Out of his scattering and unsure observance: lago. My lord, for aught I know.

It were not for your quiet, nor your good, Oth. What dost thou think?

Nor for my manhood, honesty, or wisdoni, Iago.

Think, my lord ? To let you know my thoughts.

Think, my lord !

What dost thou meant By heaven, he echoes me,

lago. Good name, in man, and woman, As if there were some monster in his thought dear my lord, Too hideous to be shown.--Thou dost mean Is the immediate jewel of their souls: something :

[that, Who steals my purse, steals trash; 'tis someI heard thee say but now,-Thou lik’dst noi thing, nothing;

[thousands; When Cassio left my wife; What did'st not 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to like?

But he, that filches from me my good name, And, when I told thee-he was of my counsel Robs me of that, which not enriches him, In my whole course of wooing, thoá cry'dst, And makes me poor indeed. Indeed?

(ther, Oth. By heaven, I'll know thy thought. And didst contract and purse thy brow toge- lago. You cannot, if my heart were in your As if thou then had'st shut up in thy brain

hand; Some horrible conceit: If thou dost love me, Nor shall not, whilst 'tis in my custody. Show me thy thought.

Oth. Ha! Iago. My lord, you know I love you.

Iago. 0, beware, my lord, of jealousy Oth.

I think, thou dost : It is the green-eyed monster, which doth And for I know thou art full of love and


(bliss, honesty,

[them breath, The meat it feeds on: That cuckold lives in And weigh'st thy words before thou giv'st Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger; Therefore these stops of thine fright me the But, 0, what damned minutes tells he o'er,

Who dotes, yet doubts; suspects, yet strongly For such things, in a false disloyal knave, Oth. O misery!

sloves? Are tricks of custom ; but, in a man that's just, Iago. Poor, and content, is rich, and rich They are close denotements, working froin the enough; That passion cannot rule.

[heart, But riches, fineless I, is as poor as winter, Iago.

For Michael Cassio, To him that ever fears he shall be poor: I dare be sworn, I think that he is honest. Good heaven, the souls of all my tribe defend Oth. I think so too.

From jealonsy! lago. Men should be what they seem;

Oth. Why? why is this? Or, those that be not, 'would they might seem Think'st thou, I'd make a life of jealousy, none !

(seem. To follow still the changes of the moon Oth. Certain, men should be what they with fresh suspicions? No: to be once in lago. Wby then, doubt,

[goat, I think that Cassio is an honest man.

Is-once to be resolved: Exchange me for a Oth. Nay, yet there's more in this: When I shall turn the business of iny soul I

pray thee, speak to me as to thy thinkings. To such exsufficate and blown surmises, As thou dost ruminate; and give thy worst Matching thy inference. 'Tis not to make me The worst of words. (of thoughts jealous,

(pany, Iago.

Good my lord, pardon me: To say-my wife is fair, feeds well, loves comThough I am bouud to every act of duty, Is free of speech, sings, plays, and dances I am not bound to that all slaves are free to,

well; Utter my thoughts? Why, say, they are vile Where virtae is, these are more virtnons : and false,

Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw As where's that palace, whereinto foul things The smallest fear, or doubt of her revolt; Sometimes intrade not? who has a breast so For she had eyes, and chose me: No, lago; But some uncleanly apprehensions (pure, I'll see, before I doubt; when I doubt, prove Courts of Inquiry. + Conjectures.

Endless, unbounded. O" Which makes fair gifts fairer.”


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