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purse with money: the food, that to him now is as luscious as locusts, shall be to him shortly as bitter as coloquintida. She must change for youth: when she is sated with his body, she will find the error of her choice. She must have change, she must: therefore put money in thy purse. If thou wilt needs damn thyself, do it a more delicate way than drowning. Make all the money thou canst: If sanctimony and a frail vow, betwixt an erring barbarian and a supersubtle Venetian, be not too hard for my wits, and all the tribe of hell, thou shalt enjoy her; therefore make money. A pox of drowning thyself ! it is clean out of the way: seek thou rather to be hanged in compassing thy joy, than to be drowned and go without her.
Rod. Will thou be fast to my hopes, if I depend on the issue?
Iago. Thou art sure of me;-Go, make money:-I have told thee often, and I re-tell thee again and again, I hate the Moor: my cause is hearted; thine hath no less reason: Let us be conjunctive in our revenge against him: if thou canst cuckold him, thou dost thyself a pleasure, and me a sport. There are many events in the womb of time, which will be delivered. Traverse; go; provide thy money. We will have more of this to-morrow. Adieu.
Rod. Where shall we meet i’the morning?
Iago. Go to; farewell: put money enough in your purse.
[Erit RodeRIGO. Thus do I ever make my fool my purse: For I mine own gain'd knowledge should profane, If I would time expend with such a snipe, But for my sport and profit. I hate the Moor; And it is thought abroad, that 'twixt my sheets He has done my office: I know not if't be true; But I, for mere suspicion in that kind, Will do, as if for surety. He holds me well; The better shall my purpose work on him. Cassio's a proper man: Let me see now; To get his place, and to plume up my will; A double knavery,—How? how ?—Let me see :After some time, to abuse Othello's ear, That he is too familiar with his wife :He hath a person, and a smooth dispose, To be suspected; fram'd to make women false. The Moor is of a free and open nature, That thinks men honest, that but seem to be so ; And will as tenderly be led by the nose, As asses are. I hav't ;-it is engender'd :-Hell and night Must bring this monstrous birth to the world's light.
SCENE I.-A Sea-port Town in Cyprus. A Platform.
Enter MONTANO and two Gentlemen. Mon. What from the cape can you discern at sea ?
1st Gent. Nothing at all : it is a high-wrought flood; I cannot, 'twixt the heaven and the main, Descry a sail.
Mon. Methinks, the wind hath spoke aloud at land ; A fuller blast ne'er shook our battlements; If it hath ruffian'd so upon the sea, What ribs of oak, when mountains melt on them, Can hold the mortise ? what shall we hear of this?
2d Gent. A segregation of the Turkish fleet:
Mon. If that the Turkish fleet
Enter a third Gentleman. 3d Gent. News, lords ! our wars are done;
The desperate tempest hath so bang’d the Turks,
Mon. How ! is this true?
3d Gent. The ship is here put in,
Mon. I am glad on't ; 'tis a worthy governor.
Mon. 'Pray heaven he be ;
sd Gent. Come, let's do so; For every minute is expectancy Of more arrivance.
Mon. Is he well shipp'd ?
Cas. His bark is stoutly timber'd, and his pilot
[Within.] A sail, a sail, a sail !
Enter another Gentleman. Cas. What noise ?
4th Gent. The town is empty; on the brow o'the sea Stand ranks of people, and they cry-a sail.
Cas. My hopes do shape him for the governor. 2d Gent. They do discharge their shot of courtesy:
[Guns heurd. Our friends, at least.
Cas. I pray you, sir, go forth,
2d Gent. I shall.
Cas. Most fortunately: he hath achiev'd a maid, That paragons description, and wild fame; One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens, And in the essential vesture of creation, Does bear all excellency.—How now? who has put in?
Re-enter second Gentleman. 2d Gent. 'Tis one Iago, ancient to the general.
Cas. He has had most favourable and happy speed : Tempests themselves, high seas, and howling winds, The gutter'd rocks, and congregated sands,Traitors ensteep'd to clog the guiltless keel, As having sense of beauty, do omit