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That I extend
my manners : 'tis my breeding That gives me this bold show of courtesy:
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. I know, too much;
Emil. You have little cause to say so.
Emil. You shall not write my praise.
shouldst praise me?
harbour? Cas. Ay, madam.
Des. I am not merry; but I do beguile The thing I am, by seeming otherwise.Come, what praise couldst thou bestow on a deserving woman indeed; one that, in the authority of her merits, did justly put on the vouch of very malice itself?
Iago. I am about it; but, indeed, my invention Comes from ny pate, as birdlime dues from friese,
It plucks out brain and all: But my muse labours,
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. [Cassio takes Desdemona by the Hand, to intro
duce her to the Gentlemen of Cyprus : he
talks with her during Iago's Speech. lago. (Aside.] He takes her by the palm : Ay, well said, whisper :- As little a web as this, will ensnare as great a fly as Cassio :-Ay, smile upon her, do :-I will give 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 kiss'd your three fingers so oft.
[Cannon fired.- Trumpet sounds. The Moor:-I know his trumpet.
Des. Let's meet him, and receive him.
Enter Antonio, Luca, GIOVANNI, LORENZO, and",
CANNO. Oth. O my fair warrior ! Des. My dear Othello !
Oth. It gives me wonder great as my content,
Des. The heavens forbid,
[Embracing her. That e'er our hearts shall make !
Iago. [Aside.] 0, you are well tun'd now ! But I'll set down the pegs that make this music, As honest as I am.
Oth. Come, let's to the castle.News, friends; our wars are done, the Turks aro
drown'd. How do our old acquaintance of the islem Honey, you shall be well desir'd in Cyprus ; I've found great love amongst them. O my sweet, I prattle out of fashion, and I dote In mine own comforts.--I priythee, good lago, Go to the bay, and disembark my
coffers ; Bring thou the master to the citadel; He is a good one, and his worthiness Does challenge much respect.—Come, Desdemona, Once more well met at Cyprus !
[Trumpet sounds. (Exeunt all but Iago and RODERIGO, Iaga. Do thou meet me presently at the harbour.Come hither ;--list mc. -The lieutenant to-night
watches on the court of guard : First, I will tell thee this,-Desdemona is directly in love with him.
Rod. With him !-why, 'tis not possible.
Iago. Lay thy fingerthus, and let thy soul be instructed. Mark me, with what violence she first lov'd the Moor, but for bragging, and telling her fantastical lies: And will she love him still for prating? Let not thy discreet heart think it: Her eye must be fed ; and what delight shall she have to look on the devil?
Rod. I cannot believe that in her; she is full of most bless'd condition,
Iago. Bless'd fig's end! the wine she drinks is made of grapes: if she had been bless'd, she would never bave lovd the Moor: Bless'd pudding ! Didst thou not see her paddle with the palm of his hand ? didst not mark that?
Rod. Yes; but that was but courtesy.
Iago. Lechery, by this hand; an index and obscuro prologue to the history of lust and foul thoughts. Sir, be you ruld 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 cause you please, which the time shall more favourably minister.
lago. Sir, he is rash, and very sudden in choler; and, haply, 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.
Rod. I will do this, if you can bring it to any opportunity.
Iago. I warrant thee. Meet me by and by at the
citadel : I must fetch his necessaries ashore. Farewell. Rod. Adieu.
[Exit RODERIGO. Iago. That Cassio loves her, I do well believe it; That she loves him, 'tis apt, and of great credit : The Moor-how beit that I endure him not, Is of a constant, loving, noble nature; And, I dare think, he'll prove to Desdemona A most dear husband. Now I do love her too ; Not out of absolute lust, (though, peradventure, I stand accountant for as great a sin,) But partly led to diet my revenge, For that I do suspect the lusty Moor Hath leap'd into my seat: the thought whereof Doth, like a poisonous mineral, gnaw my inwards ; And nothing can nor shall content my soul, Till I am even with him, wife for wife: Or, failing so, yet that I put the Moor At least into a jealousy so strong That judgment cannot cure. Which thing to do;If this pour brach of Venice, whom I trash For his quick hunting, stand the putting on, I'll have our Michael Cassio on the hip; Abuse him to the Moor in the rank garb,For I fear Cassio with my night-cap too, Make the Moor thank me, love me, and reward me, For making him egregiously an ass, And practising upon his peace and quiet, Even to madness. —'Tis here, but yet confus'd ; Knavery's plain face is never seen till us’d.