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Duke of Venice.
Desdemona, daughter to Brabantio, and wife to Othello.
Officers, Gentlemen, Messengers, Musicians, Sailors,
Scene, for the first Act, in Venice; during the rest of
the play, at a sea-port in Cyprus.
Enter RODERIGo and IAGO.
Roderigo. Tush, never tell me, I take it much unkindly, That thou, Iago,—who hast had my purse, As if the strings were thine,-should'st know of this.
Iago. 'Sblood, but you will not hear me :If ever I did dream of such a matter, Abhor me. Rod. Thou told'st me, thou didst hold him in thy
of the city,
I have already chose my officer.
service; Preferment goes by letter, and affection, Not by the old gradation, where each second Stood heir to the first. Now, sir, be judge yourself, Whether I in any just term am affin'd 8 To love the Moor. Rod.
I would not follow him then.
* For wife some read life, supposing it to allude to the denunciation in the Gospel, wo unto you wben all men sball speak
well of you.
6 Rulers of the state. 7 It was anciently the practice to reckon up sums with counters.
him : turn upon
Iago. O, sir, content you ; I follow him to serve my We cannot all be masters, nor all masters Cannot be truly follow'd. You shall mark Many a duteous and knee-crooking knave, That, doting on his own obsequious bondage, Wears out his time, much like his master's ass, For nought but provender; and, when he's old,
cashier'd; Whip me such honest knaves: Others there are, Who, trimm'd in forms and visages of duty, Keep yet their hearts attending on themselves; And, throwing but shows of service on their lords, Do well thrive by them, and, when they have lin'd
their coats, Do themselves homage: these fellows have some soul; And such a one do I profess myself. For, sir, It is as sure as you are Roderigo, Were I the Moor, I would not be Jago : In following him, I follow but myself; Heaven is my judge, not I for love and duty, But seeming so, for my peculiar end : For when
outward action doth demonstrate
sleeve For daws to peck at: I am not what I am.
Rod. What a full fortune does the thick-lips owe,' If he can carry't thus ! Tago.
Call up her father,
9 Outward show of civility.
1 Own, possess.