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Iago. I protest, in the sincerity of love, and honest kindness.
Cus. I think it freely; and, betimes in the morning, I will beseech the virtuous Desdemona to undertake for me: I am desperate of my "fortunes, if they check me here.
Iago. You are in the right. Good night, lieutenant; I must to the watch.
Cas. Good night, honest Iago.
[Exit CASSIO. Iago. And what's he then, that says, I play the
When this advice is free, I give, and honest,
honest suit; she's fram'd as fruitful As the free elements. And then for her
To win the Moor,-were't to renounce his baptism, All seals and symbols of redeemed sin,
His soul is so enfetter'd to her love,
That she may make, unmake, do what she list,
With his weak function. How am I then a villain,
Directly to his good? Divinity of hell!
That she repeals him for her body's lust;
She shall undo her credit with the Moor.
So will I turn her virtue into pitch;
And out of her own goodness make the net,
Rod. I do follow here in the chace, 'not like a hound that hunts, but one that fills up the cry. My money is almost spent; I have been to-night exceedingly well cudgelled; and, I think, the issue will be I shall have so much experience for my pains: and so, with no money at all, and a little more wit, return to Venice.
Iago. How poor are they, that have not patience!What wound did ever heal, but by degrees?
Thou know'st we work by wit, and not by witchcraft;
And wit depends on dilatory time.
Does't not go well? Cassio hath beaten thee,
And thou, by that small hurt, hath cashier'd Cassio:
Away, I say; thou shalt know more hereafter :
My wife must move for Cassio to her mistress;
I'll set her on;
Myself, the while, to draw the Moor apart,
And bring him jump3 when he may Cassio find
Dull not device by coldness and delay.
SCENE I. Before the Castle.
Enter CASSIO, and some Musicians.
Cas. Masters, play here, I will content your
Something that's brief; and bid-good-morrow,
Clo. Why, masters, have your instruments been at Naples, that they speak i'the nose thus ?
1 Mus. How, sir, how!
Clo. Are these I pray you, called wind instruments?
1 Mus. Ay, marry, are they, sir. Clo. O, thereby hangs a tail.
1 Mus. Whereby hangs a tale, sir?
Clo. Marry, sir, by many a wind instrument that I know. But, masters, here's money for you: and the general so likes your musick, that he desires you, of all loves, to make no more noise with it.
1 Mus. Well, sir, we will not.
Clo. If you have any musick that may not be
3 Just at the time.
heard, to't again: but, as they say, to hear musick, the general does not greatly care.
1 Mus. We have none such, sir.
Clo. Then put up your pipes in your bag, for I'll away: Go; vanish into air; away.
Cas. Dost thou hear, my honest friend Clo. No, I hear not your honest friend; I hear you.
Cas. Pr'ythee, keep up thy quillets.4 There's a poor piece of gold for thee: if the gentlewoman that attends the general's wife, be stirring, tell her, there's one Cassio entreats her a little favour of speech: Wilt thou do this?
Clo. She is stirring, sir; if she will stir hither, I shall seem to notify unto her.
Cas. Do, good my friend.-In happy time, Iago. Iago. You have not been a-bed then?
Cas. Why, no; the day had broke
Before we parted. I have made bold, Iago,
And I'll devise a mean to draw the Moor
I'll send her to you presently;
Out of the way, that your converse and business
Cas. I humbly thank you for't. I never knew
4 Nice distinctions."
Emil. Good morrow, good lieutenant: I am sorry For your displeasure; but all will soon be well. The general, and his wife, are talking of it; And she speaks for you stoutly: The Moor replies, That he, you hurt, is of great fame in Cyprus, And great affinity; and that, in wholesome wisdom, He might not but refuse you: but, he protests, he loves you;
And needs no other suitor, but his likings,
To take the saf'st occasion by the front,
To bring you in again.
Yet, I beseech you,
If you think fit, or that it may be done,
Pray you, come in ;
I will bestow you where you shall have time
To speak your bosom freely.
I am much bound to you.
A Room in the Castle.
Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and Gentlemen.
5 The displeasure you have incurred from Othello.