The general were put in mind of it. Iago. How now, Roderigo? I pray you, after the lieutenant; go. [Ext Rod. It were an honest action to say so Iago. Not I, for this fair island: I do love Cassio well; and would do much Re-enter Cassio, driving in Roderigo. [They fight. Have you forgot all sense of place and duty? Hold, hold! the general speaks to you; hold, for shame! [this? Oth. Why, how now, ho! from whence ariseth 5 Are we turn'd Turks; and to ourselves do that, Which heaven hath forbid the Ottomites? For Christian shame, put by this barbarous brawl: He that stirs next to carve forth his own rage, Holds his soul light; he dies upon his motion.10 Silence that dreadful bell, it frights the isle From her propriety ». What is the matter, |15 masters? Honest Iago, that look'st dead with grieving, even now, 6 In quarter and in terms like bride and groom 20 Swords out, and tilting one at other's breast, 25 Cas. I pray you, pardon me, I cannot speak. 30 The world hath noted, and your name is great 35 lago. Away, I say! go out, and cry-a mutiny. 40 [Aside to Rod. [Exit Roderigo. Nay, good lieutenant,-alas, gentlemen,Help,ho!-Lieutenant,-sir,-Montano,-sir;Help, masters! Here's a goodly watch, indeed!-45 Who's that that rings the bell?-Diablo, ho! [Bell rings. The town will rise: Fie, fie, lieutenant! hold;" You will be sham'd for ever. Enter Othello, and Attendants. Oth. What is the matter here? Mont. I bleed still, I am hurt to the death;he dies +. Oth. Hold, for your lives. Of all that I do know: nor know I aught, Oth. Now, by heaven, My blood begins my safer guides to rule; Iago. Hold, hold, lieutenant,―sir,—Montano, 55 To manage private and domestic quarrel, gentlemen, In night, and on the court and guard of safety! i. e. If he have no drink, he'll keep awake while the clock strikes two rounds, or four-and-twenty hours. 2i. e. an infirmity rooted, settled in his constitution. 'A twiggen bottle is a bottle covered with wicker. * i. e. he shall die. He may be supposed to say this as he renews the fight. i. e. 4 8 from her regular and proper state. i. e. in their quarters; at their lodging. 'i. e. you have thus forgot yourself. i. e. slacken, or loosen, put in danger of dropping; or perhaps strip of its ornaments. i. e. throw away and squander a reputation so valuable as yours. 10 Care of one's self. "Othello means, that passion has discoloured his judgement. To colly anciently signified to besmut, to blacken as with coal. The word is still used in the midland counties. i. c. he that is convicted, by proof, of having been engaged in this offence. 'Tis 'Tis monsterous.-Iago, who began 't? Mon. If partially affin'd', or leagu'd in office, Jago. Touch me not so near: I had rather have this tongue cut from my mouth,| Oth. I know, lago, Thy honesty and love doth mince this matter, Enter Desdemona, attended. Look, if my gentle love be not rais'd up;- Des. What is the matter, dear? Oth. All's well now, sweeting: Come away to bed. Sir, for your hurts, myselfwill be your surgeon:- 5 10 15 20 25 pute yourself such a loser. What, man! there are ways to recover the general again: You are but now cast in his mood, a punishment more in policy than in malice; even so as one would beat his offenceless dog, to affright an imperious lion : sue to him again, and he 's yours. Cas. I will rather sue to be despis'd, than to deceive so good a commander, with so slight, so drunken, and so indiscreet an officer. Drunk? and speak parrot'? and squabble? swagger? swear? and discourse fustian with one's own shadow?-O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call theedevil! Iago. What was he that you followed with your sword? What had he done to you? Cas. I know not. Iago. Is it possible? Cus. I remember a mass of things, but nothing distinctly; a quarrel, but nothing wherefore. O, that men should put an enemy in their mouths, to steal away their brains! that we should, with joy, revel, pleasure, and applause, transform ourselves into beasts! Iago. Why, but you are now well enough; How came you thus recover'd? Cas. It hath pleas'd the devil, drunkenness, to give place to the devil, wrath: one unperfectness shews me another, to make me frankly despise 30 myself. Iago. Come, you are too severe a moraler: As the time, the place, and the condition of this country stands, I could heartily wish this had not befallen; but, since it is as it is, mend it for your 35 own good. Cas. I will ask him for my place again; he shall tell me, I am a drunkard! Had I as many mouths as Hydra, such an answer would stop them all. To be now a sensible man, by-and-by a fool, 40 and presently a beast! O strange!-Every inordinate cup is unbless'd, and the ingredient is a devil. And silence those whom this vile brawl distracted.--45 I Cas. Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part, sir, of myself, and what remains is bestial. My reputation, Iago, my reputation. Iago. Come, come, good wine is a good familiar creature, if it be well used; exclaim no more against it. And, good lieutenant, I think, you think I love you. Cas. I have well approv'd it, sir. -I drunk! Iago. You, or any man living, may be drunk at some time, man. I tell you what you shall do. Our general's wife is now the general;-I may 50 say so in this respect, for that he hath devoted and given up himself to the contemplation, mark, and denotement, of her parts and graces:--confess yourself freely to her; importune her; she 'Il help to put you in your place again: she is of so 55 free, so kind, so apt, so blessed a disposition, that she holds it a vice in her goodness, not to do more than she is requested: This broken joint, between you and her husband, intreat her to splinter; and, my fortunes against any lay worth naming, this crack of your love shalf grow stronger than it was before. lago. As I am an honest man, I had thought you had receiv'd some bodily wound; there is more offence in that, than in reputation. Repu tation is an idle and most false imposition; oft got without merit, and lost without deserving: 60 You have lost no reputation at all, unless you re ' Affin'd, is bound by proximity of relationship; but here it means related by nearness of office. ? i. e. ejected in his anger. A phrase signifying to act foolishly and childishly. 3-Y Cas Cas. You advise me well. Jago, I protest, in the sincerity of love, and honest kindness. Cas. I think it freely; and, betimes in the morning, I will beseech the virtuous Desdemona 5 to undertake for me: I am desperate of my fortunes, if they check me here. Jago. 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 villain? When this advice is free' I give, and honest, She shall undo her credit with the Moor. Rod. I do follow here in the chace, not like a And wit depends on dilatory time. Does 't not go well? Cassio hath beaten thee, And thou,by that small hurt,hast cashier'd Cassio: 20 Though other things grow fair against the sun, Yet fruits, that blossom first, will first be ripe: Content thyself a while.-By the mass, 'tis morning: Pleasure, and action, make the hours seem short.-25 Retire thee; go where thou art billeted: Away, I say; thou shalt know more hereafter: Nay, get thee gone.[Exit Roderigo. Two things are to be done,- Myself, the while, will draw the Moor apart, [Erit. III. that I know. But, masters, here's money for you: and the general so likes your music, that he 45 desires you, of all loves, to iñake no more noise with it. your pains, Something that's brief; and bid-good-morrow, [Musick plays, and enter Clown. 50 Clown. Why, masters, have your instruments been at Naples, that they speak i' the nose thus'? Mus. How, sir, how? Clown. Are these, I pray you, call'd wind in Mus. Well, sir, we will not. Clown. If you have any music that may not be heard, to 't again: but, as they say, to hear music, the general does not greatly care. Mus. We have none such, sir. Clown. Then put up your pipes in your bag, for I'll away: Go; vanish into air; away. [Exeunt Mus. Cas. Dost thou hear, my honest friend? Clown. No, I hear not your honest friend; I hear you. Cas. Pr'ythee, keep up thy quillets. There's a poor piece of gold for thee: if the gentlewoman 3 1i. e. has an appearance of honest openness, of frank good-will. elements, out of which all things are produced. "That is, recalls him. Pestilence, for poison. * Liberal, bountiful, as the L. e. a course level, and even with his design. ? The venereal disease first appeared at the siege of Naples. that 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? Clown. She is stirring, sir; if she will stir hither, I shall seem to notify unto her. [Exit Clown. Enter Iago. Cas. Do, good my friend. In happy time, Iago. Iago. I'll send her to you presently: [Exit. Cas. I humbly thank you for 't. I never knew Emil. Good morrow, good lieutenant: I am sorry For your displeasure; but all will soon be well. And needs no other suitor, but his likings, Cas. Yet, I beseech you,— If you think fit, or that it may be done,- Emil. Pray you, come in; I will bestow you where you shall have time 130 lord, Cas. Ay, but, lady, That policy may either last so long, Or feed upon such nice and waterish diet, Des. Do not doubt that; before Æmilia here, Cassio; His bed shall seen a school, his board a shrift; merry, Enter Othello, and Iago, at a distance. Des. Why, stay, and hear me speak. Cas. Madam, not now; I am very ill at ease, 35 Unfit for mine own purposes. Des. Well, do your discretion. Iago. Ha! I like not that. [Exit Cassio. [Exeunt. 40 II. Iago. Nothing, my lord: or if I know not [what. Cas. I am much bound to you. SCENE think it, That he would steal away so guilty-like, Oth. I do believe, 'twas he. Des. How now, my lord? I have been talking with a suitor here, A man that languishes in your displeasure. Des. Why, your lieutenant Cassio. Good my If I have any grace, or power to move you, For, if he be not one that truly loves you, 55 That errs in ignorance, and not in cunning?, I have no judgement in an honest face: Emil. Good madam, do; I know it grieves my 60 As if the case were his. I pr'ythee, call him back. Oth. Went he hence now? Des. Ay, sooth; so humbled, It is said, that the ferocity of beasts, insuperable and irreclaimable by any other means, is sub dued by keeping them from sleep. Cunning, for design, or purpose, simply. 3Y 2 Oth. Oth. Not now, sweet Desdemona; some other] time. Des. But shall 't be shortly? Des. To-morrow dinner then? I meet the captains at the citadel. [morn; 5 Des. Why then, to-morrow night; or Tuesday 10 Or Tuesday noon, or night; or Wednesday morn; I pray thee, name the time; but let it not Exceed three days: in faith, he 's penitent; And yet his trespass, in our common reason, (Save that, they say, the wars must make ex-15 amples Out of their best) is not almost a fault To incur a private check: When shall he come? I will deny thee nothing. Des. Why, this is not a boon; "Tis as I should entreat you wear your gloves, Oth. I will deny thee nothing: Des. Shall I deny you? no: Farewell, my lord. Des. Emilia, come:-) -Be it as your fancies [Exit with Æmil. Oth. Excellent wretch 3! Perdition catch my soul, But I do love thee! and when I love thee not, 20I heard thee say but now,-Thou lik'dst not that, 25 And didst contract and purse thy brow together, 30 Iago. My lord, you know I love you. Oth. I think, thou do'st; And, for I know thou art full of love and ho nesty, [breath,And weigh'st thy words before thou giv'st them Therefore these stops of thine fright me the more: 35 For such things, in a false disloyal knave, Are tricks of custom; but, in a man that's just, lago. For Michael Cassio, 40I dare be sworn, I think that he is honest. 45 Iago. Men should be what they seem; none'! To hesitate, to stand in suspence. 2 i. e. of weight. 3 The word wretch, in some parts of England, is a term of the softest and fondest tenderness. It expresses the utmost degree of amiableness, joined with an idea, which perhaps all tenderness includes, of feebleness, softness, and want of protection. * i. e. When I cease to love thee, the world is at an end; i. e. there remains nothing va luable or important. i. e. occult and secret accusations, working involuntarily from the heart, which, though resolved to conceal the fault, cannot rule its passion of resentment. they might no longer seem, or bear the shape of men. ' i. e. would Utter |