1 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: hy purse; nor he his to her: it was a violent commencement, and thou shalt see an answerable sequestration;-put but money in thy purse.These Moors are changeable in their wills;-fill thy purse with money: the food that to him now is as luscious as locusts, shall be to him shortly as bit- A fuller blast ne'er shook our battlements: ter as coloquintida. She must change for youth: If it hath ruffian'd so upon the sea, when she is sated with his body, she will find the What ribs of oak, when mountains melt on them, error of her choice.-She must have change, she Can hold the mortise? what shall we hear of this? 2 Gen. A segregation of the Turkish fleet: must therefore put money in thy purse.-If thou wilt needs damn thyself, do it a more delicate way For do but stand upon the foaming shore, than drowning. Make all the money thou canst: The chiding billow seems to pelt the clouds; If sanctimony and a frail vow, betwixt an erring' The wind-shak'd surge, with high and monstrous main, barbarian and a supersubtle Venetian, be not too hard for my wits, and all the tribe of hell, thou Seems to cast water on the burning bear,' A pox of And quench the guards of the ever-fixed pole: shalt enjoy her; therefore make money. drowning thyself! it is clean out of the way; seek I never did like molestation view thou rather to be hanged in compassing thy joy, On th' enchafed flood. than to be drowned and go without her. Rod. Wilt thou be fast to my hopes, if I depend on the issue? Iago. Thou art sure of me ;-Go, make money: Rod. Where shall we meet i'the morning? Rod. I'll be with thee betimes. Iago. Go to; farewell. Do you hear, Roderigo ? Mon. If that the Turkish fleet Mon. How! is this true? 3 Gent. The ship is here put in, Mon. I am glad on't; tis a worthy governor. lago. No more of drowning, do you hear? Touching the Turkish loss,-yet he looks sadly, If I would time expend with such a snipe, Will do, as if for surety. He holds' me well; I have't;-it is engender'd :-Hell and night 'Pray heaven he be; Like a full soldier. Let's to the sea-side, ho! 3 Gent. Come, let's do so; Our friends at least. [Exil. 2 Gent. I shall. Re-enter second Gentleman. 2 Gent. 'Tis one lago, ancient to the general. Their mortal' natures, letting go safely by Mon. What is she? |Saints in your injuries, devils being offended, Des. O, fie upon thee, slanderer! Iago. O gentle lady, do not put me to't; Des. Come on, assay :-There's one gone to the Iago. Ay, madam. Des. I am not merry; but I do beguile lago. I am about it; but, indeed, my invention Cas. She that I spake of, our great captain's if she be fair and wise,-fairness, and wit, captain, Left in the conduct of the bold Iago; The one's for use, the other useth it. Des. Well prais'd! How if she be black and witty? Des. Worse and worse. Emil. How, if fair and foolish? lago. She never yet was foolish that was fair; For even her folly help'd her to an heir. Des. These are old fond paradoxes, to make Enter Desdemona, Emilia, lago, Roderigo, and fools laugh i'the alehouse. What miserable praise Attendants. The riches of the ship is come on shore! Des. I thank you, valiant Cassio. 9. The great contention of the sea and skies Cas. See for the news.[Exit Gentleman. Good ancient, you are welcome ;-Welcome, mis[To Emilia. tress; Let it not gall your patience, good Ingo, hast thou for her that's foul and foolish? lago. 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? lago. She that was ever fair, and never proud; To change the cod's head for the salmon's tail; Iago. To suckle fools, and chronicle small beer. Des. O most lame and impotent conclusion!-Do not learn of him, Emilia, though he be thy husband. her.-How say you, Cassio! is he not a most profane and liberal counsellor? [Kissing Des. Alas, she has no speech. Iago. In faith, too much; I find it still, when I have list to sleep, Emil. Bells in your parlours, wild cats in your kitchens, 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 si in. Very good; well kissed! an excellent cour tesy ! 'tis so, indeed. Yet again, your fingers to (7) Your good-breeding and gallantry. (5) Licentious, free-spoken. (6) Shackle, fetter.plied to men as well as women. Des. Let's meet him, and receive him. Enter Othello, and Attendants. Oth. O my fair warrior! But that our loves and comforts should increase, to some second choice. Now, sir, this granted ( Rod. I cannot believe that in her; she is full of most blessed condition." lago. Blessed fig's end! the wine she drinks is made of grapes: if she had been blessed, she would never have loved the Moor: Blessed pudding! Didst thou not see her paddle with the palm of his hand? didst not mark that? Rod. Yes, that I did; but that was but courtesy. lago. Lechery, by this hand; an index, and obAmen to that, sweet powers!-scure prologue to the history of lust and foul I cannot speak enough of this content, It stops me here; it is too much of joy: And this, and this, the greatest discords be, That e'er our hearts shall make! [Kissing her. O, you are well tun'd now! How do our old acquaintance of this isle? I have found great love amongst them. O my sweet, In mine own comforts.-I pr'ythee, good Iago, thoughts. They met so near with their lips, that their breaths embraced together. Villanous thoughts, Roderigo! when these mutualities so marshal the way, hard at hand comes the master and main exercise, the incorporate conclusion:-Pish!-But, sir, be you ruled by me: I have brought you from Venice. Watch you to-night; for the command. I'll lay't upon you: Cassio knows you not :-I'll not be far from you: Do you find some occasion to anger Cassio, either by speaking too loud, or tainting his discipline; or from what other course you please, which the time shall more favourably minister. Rod. Well. lago. Sir, he is rash, and very sudden in choler, and, haply, with his truncheon, may strike at you Provoke him, that he may: for, even out of that, will I cause these of Cyprus to mutiny; whose qualification shall come into no true taste again, but by the displanting of Cassio. So shall you have a shorter journey to your desires, by the means I [Exeunt Othello, Desdemona, and Attendants. shall then have to prefer them; and the impediJago. Do thou meet me presently at the harbour.ment most profitably removed, without the which Come hither. If thou be'st valiant,-as (they say) there were no expectation of our prosperity. base men, being in love, have then a nobility in Rod. I will do this, if I can bring it to any optheir natures more than is native to them,-list me." portunity. The lieutenant to-night watches on the court of guard:-First, I must tell thee this-Desdemona is directly in love with him. Rod. With him? why, 'tis not possible. (1) Much solicited by invitation. Iago. I warrant thee. Meet me by and by at the citadel: I must fetch his necessaries ashore. Farewell. Rod. Adieu. [Exit. Jago. That Cassio loves her, I do well believe it; (5) Qualities, disposition of mind. At least into a jealousy so strong Cas. Not to-night, good lago; I have very poo courtesy would invent some other custom of enter That judgment cannot cure. Which thing to do,-and unhappy brains for drinking: I could well wish If this poor trash' of Venice, whom I trash2 Abuse him to the Moor in the rank garb,' For I fear Cassio with my night-cap too; tainment. lago. O, they are our friends; but one cup; I'll drink for you. Cas. I have drunk but one cup to-night, and that Make the Moor thank me, love me, and reward me, was craftily qualified' too, and, behold, what innoFor making him egregiously an ass, And practising upon his peace and quiet vation it makes here: I am unfortunate in the .nfirmity, and dare not task my weakness with any Jago. Here at the door; I pray you, call them m. ward, Her. It is Othello's pleasure, our noble and valiant general, that, upon certain tidings now arrived, importing the mere perdition of the Turkish fleet, every man put himself into triumph; some to dance, some to make bonfires, each man to what sport and revel his addiction leads him; for, besides these beneficial news, it is the celebration of his nuptials: Whom love has turn'd almost the wrong side outSo much was his pleasure should be proclaimed. All offices are open; and there is full liberty of feasting, from this present hour of five, till the bell hath told eleven. Heaven bless the isle of Cyprus, and our noble general, Othello. [Exeunt. SCENE III-A hall in the castle. Enter Othello, Desdemona, Cassio, and Attendants. Oth. Good Michael, look you to the guard tonight: Let's teach ourselves that honourable stop, Cas. Iago hath direction what to do; Iago is most honest. Oth. The purchase made, the fruits are to ensue; [To Desdemona. That profit's yet to come 'twixt me and you.Good night. [Exeunt Oth. Des. and Attend. Enter Iago. Cas. Welcome, Iago: We must to the watch. Iago. Not this hour, lieutenant; 'tis not yet ten o'clock: Our general cast us thus early, for the love of his Desdemona; whom let us not therefore blame; he hath not yet made wanton the night with her and she is sport for Jove. Cas. She's a most exquisite lady. lago. And, I'll warrant her, full of game. Cas. Indeed, she is a most fresh and delicate ereature. lago. What an eye she has! methinks it sounds a parley of provocation. Cas. An inviting eye; and yet methinks right modest. Iago. And, when she speaks, is it not an alarm to love? Cas. She is, indeed, perfection. Iago. Well, happiness to their sheets! Come, lieutenant, I have a stoup of wine; and here without are a brace of Cyprus gallants, that would fain have a measure to the health of the black Othello. To Desdemona hath to-night carous'd Am I to put our Cassio in some action My boat sails freely, both with wind and stream. And let me the canakin clink, clink; A soldier's a man; Some wine, boys! [Sings. [Wine brought in. Cas. 'Fore heaven, an excellent song. they are most potent in potting; your Dane, your lago. I learned it in England, where (indeed) German, and your swag-bellied Hollander,-Drink, ho!-are nothing to your English. Cas. Is your Englishman so expert in his drinking? Iago. Why, he drinks you, with facility, your Dane dead drunk; he sweats not to overthrow your Almain; he gives your Hollander a vomit, ere the next pottle can be filled. Cas. To the health of our general. Mon. I am for it, lieutenant; and I'll do you justice. Iago. O sweet England! King Stephen was a worthy peer, 10 With that he call'd the tailor-lown." (6) Dismissed. (7) Slily mixed with water. (8) A little more than enough. (9) Drink as much as you do. (10) A worthy fellow." (11) Clown. He was a wight of high renown, Sɔme wine, ho! Cas. Why, this is a more exquisite song than the other. lago. Will you hear it again? Cas. No; for I hold him to be unworthy of his place, that does those things.-Well,-Heaven's above all; and there be souls that must be saved, and there be souls must not be saved. Iago. It's true, good lieutenant. pray you, sir, hold your hand. Or I'll knock you o'er the mazzard. Let me go, sir, Come, come, you're drunk. Nay, good lieutenant,-alas, gentlemen,- Cas. For mine own part,-no offence to the gene-You will be sham'd for ever. Cas. Ay, but, by your leave, not before me; the lieutenant is to be saved before the ancient. Let's have no more of this; let's to our affairs.-Forgive us our sins!-Gentlemen, let's look to our business. Do not think, gentlemen, I am drunk; this is my ancient;-this is my right hand, and this is my left hand: am not drunk now; I can stand well enough, and speak well enough. All. Excellent well. Cas. Why, very well, then: you must not think then that I am drunk. [Exil. Mon. To the platform, masters; come, let's set the watch. Iago. You see this fellow, that is gone before He is a soldier, fit to stand by Cæsar And give direction: and do but see his vice; 'The one as long as the other: 'tis pity of him. Mon. But is he often thus ? Enter Othello, and Attendants. Oth. Oth. Hold, for your lives. lago. Hold, hold, lieutenant, sir, Montano,gentlemen, Have you forgot all sense of place and duty? Oth. Why, how now, ho! from whence ariseth Are we turn'd Turks; and to ourselves do that, [Aside. [Exit Rod. Mon. And 'tis great pity, that the noble Moor Should hazard such a place, as his own second, With one of an ingraft infirmity: It were an honest action, to say So to the Moor. lago. Not I, for this fair island: I do love Cassio well; and would do much Cas. Mon. Dost thou prate, rogue? (1) While the clock strikes two rounds, or four- VOL. II. ters? Honest lago, that look'st dead with grieving, now, In quarter, and in terins like bride and gi Dom Mon. Worthy Othello, I am hurt to danger; |