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Their mortal natures, letting go safely by
Mon. What is she?
Cas. She that I spake of, our great captain's captain, Left in the conduct of the bold Iago; Whose footing here anticipates our thoughts, A se'nnight's speed.--Great Jove, Othello guard, And swell his sail with thine own powerful breath; That he may bless this bay with his tall ship, Make love's quick pants in Desdemona's arms, Give renew'd fire to our extincted spirits, And bring all Cyprus comfort !--0, behold,
Enter DesdEMONA, Emilia, Iago, RODERIGO, and
Des. I thank you, valiant Cassio.
Cas. He is not yet arriv'd; nor know I aught
Des. O, but I fear;—How lost you company?
Cas. The great contention of the sea and skies Parted our fellowship: But, hark! a sail.
[Cry within, A sail, a sail! Then guns heard. 2d Gent. They give their greeting to the citadel ; This likewise is a friend. Cas. See for the news.
Good ancient, you are welcome ;-Welcome, mistress :
[To Emilia. Let it not gall your patience, good lago, That I extend my manners ; 'tis my breeding That gives me this bold show of courtesy. [Kissing her.
Iago. Sir, would she give you so much of her lips, As of her tongue she oft bestows on me, You'd have enough.
Des. Alas, she has no speech.
Iago. In faith, too much ;
Emil. You have little cause to say so.
beds. Des. O, fye upon thee, slanderer !
Iago. Nay, it is true, or else I am a Turk;
Emil. You shall not write my praise.
Iago. Ay, madam.
Des. I am not merry; but I do beguile
Iago. I am about it: but, indeed, my invention
Des. Well prais'd ! How if she be black and witty?
Iago. If she be black, and thereto have a wit,
Des. Worse and worse.
Iago. She never yet was foolish that was fair ;
Des. These are all fond paradoxes, to make fools laugh i’the alehouse. What miserable praise hast thou for her that's foul and foolish ?
Iago. There's none so foul, and foolish thereunto, But does foul pranks which fair and wise ones do
Des. O heavy ignorance !-thou praisest the worst best. But what praise could'st thou bestow on a deserving woman indeed ? one, that, in the authority of her merit, did justly put on the vouch of very malice itself?
Iago. She that was ever fair, and never proud;
Bade her wrong stay, and her displeasure fly:
Des. To do what?
Des. O most lame and impotent conclusion !--Do not learn of him, Emilia, though he be thy husband.
- How say you, Cassio? is he not a most profane and liberal counsellor ?
Cas. He speaks home, madam ; you may relish him more in the soldier, than in the scholar.
Iago. [Aside.] He takes her by the palm : Ay, well said, whisper: with as little a web as this, will I ensnare as great a fly as Cassio. Ay, smile upon her, do; I will gyve thee in thine own courtship. You say true; 'tis so, indeed: if such tricks as these strip you out of your lieutenantry, it had been better you had not kissed your three fingers so oft, which now again you are most apt to play the sir in. Very good; well kissed! an excellent courtesy ! 'tis so, indeed. Yet again your fingers to your lips ? would, they were clyster-pipes for
-[Trumpet.] The Moor, I know his trumpet.
Cas. 'Tis truly so.
Enter OTHELLO, and Attendants. Oth. O my fair warrior !
Des. My dear Othello!
Oth. It gives me wonder, great as my content,
my soul's joy!
Des. The heavens forbid,
Oth. Amen to that, sweet powers !
Iago. O, you are well tun'd now !