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Rod. I cannot believe that in her ; she is full of Or, failing so, yet that I put the Moor most bless'd condition'.
At least into a jealousy so strong, Iago. Bless'd figs' end! the wine she drinks is That judgement cannot cure. Which thing to do,made of grapes : if she had been bless'd, she If this poor trash of Venice, whom I trash' would never have lov'd the Moor: Bless'd pud- 5 For his quick hunting, stand the putting on, ding! Didst thou not see her paddle in the palm I'll have our Michael Cassio on the hip. of his hand ? didst not mark that?
Abuse him to the Moor in the rank garb Rod. Yes, that I did; but that was but courtesy. For I fear Cassio with my night-cap too;
lago. Lechery, by this hand! an index, and Make the Moorthank me, love me, and reward me, obscure prologueto the history of lust and foul 10 For making bim egregiously an ass, thoughts. They met so near with their lips, that And practising upon his peace and quiet their breaths embrac'd together.
Villainous Even to madness. 'Tis here, but yet confus'd ; thoughts, Roderigo! When these mutualities so Knavery's plain face is never seen,'tíll us'd. (Erit. marshal the way, hard at hand comes the master and main exercise, the incorporate conclusion : 15
SCENE II. Pish!-But, sir, be you rul'd by me : I have
A Street. brought you from Venice. Watch
you to-night; Enter Herald, with a proclamation. for the command, I'll lay't upon you: Cassio knows you not; I'll not be far from
Her. It is Othello's pleasure, our noble and a find
you some occasion to anger Cassio, either by speaking 20
liant general, that, upon certain tidings now artoo loud, or tainting his discipline; or from
riv'd, importing the mere perdition of the Turkish what other course you please, which the time shall
fleet, every man put himself into triumph ; some more favourably minister.
to dance, some to make bonfires, each man to Rod. Well.
what sport and revels his addiction leads him; for, Iago. Sir, he is rash, and very sudden* in 25 besides these beneficial news, it is the celebration choler; and, haply, with his truncheon may strike
of his nuptials: So much was his pleasure should at you: Provoke him, that he may: for, even out
be proclaimed. . All offices are open; and there of that, will I cause these of Cyprus to mutiny
is full liberty of feasting, from this present hour of whose qualification shall come into no true taste
tive, 'till the bell hath told eleven." Heaven bless again, but by the displanting of Cassio. So shall
you 30 the isle of Cyprus, and our noble general Othello! have a shorter journey to your desires, by the
[Erit means I shall then have to prefer them; and the
SCENE III. impediment most profitably removed, without the
The Castle. which there were no expectation of our prosperity.
Enter Othello, Desdemona, Cassio, and Attendants. Rod. I will do this, if you can bring it to any
Oth. Good Michael, look you to the guard to opportunity.
night: lugo. I warrant thee. Meet me by-and-by at
Let's teach ourselves that bonourable stop, the citadel: I must fetch his necessaries ashore.
Not to out-sport discretion. Farewell.
Cas. Iago hath direction what to do; Rod. Adieu.
Erit. But, notwithstanding, with my personal eye Iago. That Cassio loves her, I do wellbelieveit;
Will I look to't. That she loves him, 'tis apt, and of great credit:
Oth. Iago is most honest. The Moor-howbeit that I endure him not,
Michael, good night: To-morrow, with your ear. Is of a constant, loving, noble nature;
[love ; And, I dare think, he'll prove to Desdemona
Let me have speech with you.—Come, my dear A most dear husband. Now I do love her too;
The purchase made, the fruits are to ensge; Not out of absolute lust, (though, peradventure,
[To Desdemona. I stand accountant for as great a sin)
That profit's yet to come 'twixt ine and you.But partly led to diet my revenge,
Good night. 50
[Exeunt Othello and Desdemona. For that I do suspect the lusty Moor
Enter lago. Hath leap'd into my seat: The thought whereof Cas. Welcome, Iago: We must to the watch. Doth, like a poisonous mineral, gnaw myinwards: lago. Not this hour, lieutenant; 'tis not yet ten And nothing can or shall content my soul, o'clock: Our general cast us thus early, for the "Till I am even with him, wife for wife; 155 love of his Desdemona: whom let us not there
ni. e. qualities, disposition of mind. a Indexes were formerly prefixed to books. 'i.e. throwing a slur upon his discipline. * Sudden, is precipitately violent. i. e. whose resentment shall not be so qualified or tempered, as to be well tasted, as not to retain some bitterness. A trifling, insignificant fellow may, in some respects, very well be called trash. * To trash a hound is a term of hunting still used in the North, and perhaps not uncoınmon in other parts of England. It is, to correct, to rate. * A phrase from the art of wrestling. ' Rank garb may mean grossly, i. e. without mincing the matter. 10 Mere in this place signifies entire. " That is, appointed us to our stations, according to Dr. Johnson; whereas Mr. Steevens thinks, that cast us only means dismissed us, or got rid of our company.
drink for you.
fore blame: he hath not yet made wanton thel And let me the canakin clink, clink; night with her; and she is sport for Jove.
And let me the canakin clink: Cas. She's a most exquisite lady.
A soldier's a man; lago. And, I'll warrant her, full of game.
A life's but a span; Cus. Indeed, she is a most fresh and delicate 5 Why then, let a soldier drink. creature.
Some wine, boys! lago. What an eye she has! methinks, it sounds Cas. 'Fore heaven, an excellent song. a parley of provocation.
lago. I learn'd it in England, where indeed) Cas. An inviting eye; and yet, methinks, right they are most potent in potting: your Danc, your modest.
10 German, and your swag-bellied Hollander,lago. And, when she speaks, is it not an alarum Drink, ho!-are nothing to your English. to love?
Cas. Is your Englishman so exquisite in his Cas. She is, indeed, perfection.
drinking? lago. Well, happiness to their sheets! Come, lugo. Why, he drinks you, with facility, your lieutenant, I have a stoop of wine ; and here 15 Dane dead drunk; he sweats not to overthrow without are a brace of Cyprus gallants, that would your Alinain; he gives your Hollander a vomit, fain have a measure to the health of the black ere the next pottle can be fill'd. Othello.
Cas. To the health of our general. Cas. Not to-night, good lago; I have very poor Mont. I am for it, lieutenant; and I'll do you and unhappy brains for drinking: I could well 20 justice. wish courtesy would invent some other custom of lago. O sweet England ! entertainment.
King Stephen was a worthy peer', lago. O, they are our friends; but one cup: I'll His breeches cost him but a crown;
He held them six-pence all too dear, Cas. I have drunk but one cup to-night, and 25 With that he call'd the taylor-lown. that was craftily qualified too', and, behold, what He was a wight of high renown, innovation it makes here: I am unfortunate in
And thou art but of low degree: the infirmity, and dare not task my weakness 'Tis pride that pulls the country down, with any more.
Then take thine auld cloak about thee. lago. What, man! 'tis a night of revels; the 30 Some wine, ho! gallants desire it.
Cas. Why, this is a more exquisite song than Cas. Where are they?
the other. lago. Here at the door; I pray you, callthem in. lugo. Will you hear it again? Cas. I'll do't; but it dislikes me. (Exit Cassio. Cas. No; for I hold him to be unworthy of his Iago. If I can fasten but one cup upon him, 35 place, that does those things.-Well,—Heaven's With that which he hath drunk to-night already, above all, and there be souls that must be saved, He'll be as full of quarrel and offence
and there be souls must not be saved. my young mistress' dog. Now, my sick fool, Iago. It's true, good lieutenant. Roderigo,
Cus. For mine own part,—no offence to the Whom love hath turn'd almost the wrong side 40 general, nor any, nian of quality, I hope to be outward,
saved. To Desdemona hath to-night carouz’d
Iago. And so I do too, lieutenant. Potations pottle deep; and he's to watch:
Cas. Ay, but, by your leave, not before me; Three lads of Cyprus --noble swelling spirits, the lieutenant is to be saved before the ancient, That hold their honours in a wary distance, 45 Let's have no more of this: let's to our affairs. The very elements of this warlike isle ?,
Forgive us our sins !—Gentlemen, let's look to Have I to-night fluster'd with flowing cups, our business. Do not think, gentlemen, I am And they watch too. Now,'mongst this flock of drunk; this is my ancient ;—this is my right drunkards,
hand, and this is my left hand:-I am not drunk Am I to put our Cassio in some action 50 now; I can stand well enough, and I speak well That may offend the isle.—But here they come: enough. If consequence do but approve my dreamn,
All. Excellent well. My boat sails freely, both with wind and stream. Cas. Why, very well then: you must not think Enter Cassio, Montano, and Gentlemen. then that I am drunk.
[Erit. Cus.'Forc heaven, they have given me a rouse 55 Mont. To the platform, masters; come, let's already.
set the watch. Mont. Good faith, a little one; not past a pint, lago. You see this fellow, that is gone before;As I am a soldier.
He is a soldier, fit to stand by Cæsar Iago. Some wine, ho!
[Iago sings. And give direction: and do but see bis vice; '.i. e. slily mixed with water. 'i. e. As quarrelsome as the discordia semina rerum; as quick in opposition as fire and water. ? A rouse appears to be a quantity of liquor rather too large. * These stanzas are taken from an old song, which the reader will find in Percy's Relicks of Ancient Poetry. :i.e. a worthy fellow.
i. e. sorry fellow, paltry wretch.
'Tis to his virtue a just equinox,
Have you forgot all sense of place and duty? The one as long as the other: 'tis pity of him, Hold, hold! the general speaks to you; hold, for I fear, the trust Othello puts him in,
[this? On some odd time of his infirmity,
Oth. Why, how now, ho! from whence ariseth Will shake this island.
5 Are we turi'd 'Turks; and to ourselves do that, Mont. But is he often thus?
Which heaven hath forbid the Ottomites? Iago. 'Tis evermore the prologue to his sleep: For Christian shame, put by this barbarous brawl: He'll watch the horologue a double set,
He that stirs next to carve forth his own rage, If drink rock not his cradle'.
Holds his soul light; he dies upon his motion.Mont. It were well,
10 Silence that dreadful bell, it frights the isle The general were put in mind of it.
From her propriety':- -What is the matter, Perhaps, he sees not; or his good-nature
masters?Prizes the virtue that appears in Cassio,
Honest Iago, that look'st dead with grieving, And looks not on his evils; Is not this true? Speak, who began this? on thy love, I charge thee. Enter Roderigo.
15 lugo. I do not know; friends all but now, Iago. How now, Roderigo ?
even now, I pray you, after the lieutenant; go. [Er 't Rod. In quarter and in terms like bride and groom
Mont. And 'tis great pity, that the noble Moor Divesting them for bed: and then, but now,
20 Swords out, and tilting one at other's breast, It were an honest action to say so
In opposition bloody. I cannot speak Unto the Moor.
Any beginning to this peevish odds; lag. Not I, for this fair island:
And 'would in action glorious I had lost I do love Cassio well; and would do much These legs, that brought me to a part of it! To cure him of this evil. But hark! what noise? 25 Oth. How comes it, Michael, you are thus [Cry within,-Help! help!
forgot'? Re-enter Cassio, driving in Roderigo. Cas. I pray you, pardon me, I cannot speak. Cas. You rogue! you rascal !
Oth. Worthy Montano, you were wont be civil; Mont. What's the matter, lieutenant?
The gravity and stillness of your youth Cas. A knave-teach me my duty! 30 The world hath noted, and your name is great I'll beat the knave into a twiggen 'bottle. In mouths of wisest censure; What's the matter, Rod. Beat me!
That you unlace your reputation thus, Cas. Dost thou prate, rogue?
And spend your rich opinion', for the name Mont. Nay, good lieutenant; [Staying him. Of a night-brawler? Give me answer to it. I pray you, sir, hold
35. Mont. Worthy Othello, I am hurt to danger: Cas. Let me go, sir,
Your officer, lago, can inform you, Or l'll knock you o'er the mazzard.
While I spare speech, which something now of. lont. Come, come, you're drunk.
fends me, Cas. Drunk?
[They fight. Of all that I do know: nor know I aught, lago. Away, I say! go out, and cry-a mutiny: 40 By me that's said or done amiss this night;
[Aside to Rod. Unless self-charity 10 be sometime a vice:
[Erit Roderigo. And to defend ourselves it be a sin, Nay, good lieutenant,--alas, gentlemen,- When violence assails us. Help, ho!—Lieutenant,-sir, -Montano,-sir;- Oth. Now, by heaven, Help, masters! Here's a goodly watch, indeed - 45 My blood begins my safer guides to rule; Who's that that rings the bell?— Diablo, lo! And passion, having my best judgement collied",
Bell rings. Assays to lead the way: if I once stir, The town will rise: Fie, fie, lieutenant ! hold; Or do but lift this arm, the best of you You will be sham'd for ever.
Shall sink in my rebuke. Give me to know Enter Othello, and Attendants. 50 How this foul rout began, who set it on; Oth. What is the inatter here?
And he that is approv'd in this offence, Mont. I bleed still, I am hurt to the death;- Though he had twinn'd with me, both at a birth, he dies 4.
Shall lose me...What! in a town of war, Oth. Hold, for your lives.
Yet wild, the people's hearts brim-full of fear, lago. 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. 2 i. e. an infirmity rooted, settled in his constitution. A triggen 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. 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. le that is convicted,
Tis by proof, of having been engaged in this offence.
'Tis monsterous.—Iago, who began't?
(pute yourself such a loser. What, man! there Mon. If partially aftin'd", or leagu'd in office, are ways to recover the general again: You are Thou dost deliver more or less than truth, but now cast in his mood", a punishinent more in Thou art no soldier.
policy than in malice; even so as one would beat Tago. Touch me not so scar:
5 his offenceless dog, to affright an imperious lion : I had rather have this tongue cut from my mouth, sue to him again, and he's yours. Than it should do offence to Michael Cassio; Cas. I will rather sue to be despis'd, than to deYet, I persuade myself, to speak the truth ceive so good a commander, with so slight, so Shall nothing wrong him. Thus it is, general. drunken, and so indiscreet an officer, Drunk? Montano and myself being in speech,
110 and speak parrot?? and squabble? gwagger? There comes a fellow, crying out for help; swear? and discourse fustian with one's own shaAnd Cassio following him with determin'd sword, dow?-0 thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast To execute upon hiin: Sir, this gentleman no name to be known by, let us call thee Steps in to Cassio, and entreats his pause;
devil! Myself the crying fellow did pursue,
15 Jagn. What was he that you followed with your Lest, by his clamour, (as it so fell out)
sword? What had he done to you: The town might fall in fright: he, swift of foot, Cas. I know not. Out-ran my purpose ; and I return’d the rather Iago. Is it possible? For that I heard the clink and fall of swords, Cus. I remember a mass of things, but nothiing And Cassio high in oath ; which, till to-night, 20 distinctly; a quarrel, but nothing wherefore. I ne'er might say before: When I came back, 0, that men should put an enemy in their mouths, (For this was brief) I found them close together, to steal away their brains ! that we should, with At blow, and thrust; even as again they were, joy, revel, pleasure, and applause, transform ourWhen you yourself did part them.
selves into beasts! More of this matter can I not report:
25 lago. Why, but you are now well enough ; But men are men; the best sometimes forget : How came you thus recover'd? Though Cassio did some little wrong to him,-- Cas. It hath pleas'd the devil, drunkenness, to As men in rage strike those that wish them best, give place to the devil, wrath: one unperfectness Yet, surely, Cassio, I believe, receiv'd,
shews me another, to inake me frankly despise From him that fled, some strange indignity, 30 myself. Which patience could not pass.
lago. Come, you are too severe a moraler: As Oth. I know, lago,
the time, the place, and the condition of this Thy honesty and love doth mince this matter, country stands, I could heartily wish this had not Making it light to Cassio:—Cassio, I love thee; |befallen; but, since it is as it is, inend it for your But never more be officer of mine.
|35|own good. Enter Desdemona, attended.
Cas. I will ask him for my place again ; he Look, if my gentle love be not rais'd up; shall tell me, I am a drunkard! Had I as many I'll make thee an example.
mouths as Hydra, such an answer would stop them Des. What is the matter, dear?
all. To be now a sensible man, by-and-by a fool, Oth. All's well now, sweeting: Come away to 10 and presently a beast! O strange !--Every inorbed.
dinate cupis unbless’d, and the ingredient is a devil. Sir, for your hurts, myselfwill be your surgeon:- lago. Come, come, good wine is a good fainiLead him off. [To Montano, who is led ott: liar creature, if it be well used; exclaim no more lago, look with care about the town;
against it. And, good lieutenant, I think, you And silence those whom this vile brawidistracted.-- 45 think I love you. Come, Desdemona; 'tis the soldiers' life,
Cas. I have well approv'd it, sir. - drunk! To have their balmy slumbers wak'd with strife. Iago. You, or any man living, may be drunk
[Ereunt. Manent Iago and Cassio. at some time, man. I tell you what you shall do. Iago. What, are you hurt, lieutenant? Our general's wife is now the general;-I may Cas. Ay, past all surgery:
50 say so in this respect, for that he hath devoted and Iago. Marry, heaven forbid !
given up hinsell to the contemplation, mark, and Cas. Reputation, reputation, reputation! 0,1 denotement, of her parts and graces:-confess have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal yourself freely to her; importane her; she 'n part, sir, of myself, and what remains is bestial.- help to put you in your place again: she is of so My reputation, lago, mny reputation.
55 free, so kind, so apt, so blessed a disposition, that Iago. As I am an honest man, I had thought she holds it a vice in her goodness, not to do more you had receiv'd some bodily wound; there is than she is requested: This broken joint, between more offence in that, than in reputation. Repu- you and her husband, intreat her to splinter; and, tation is an idle and most false imposition; oft my fortunes against any lay worth naming, this got without merit
, and lost without deserving : 60 crack of your love shall grow stronger than it was You have lost no reputation at all, unless you re- fbefore.
Affin'd, is bound by proximity of relationship; but here it means related by nearpess of office. i. e, ejected in his anger. A phrase signifying to act foolishly and childishly
Cas. You advise me well.
She shall undo her credit with the Moor. lago, I protest, in the sincerity of love, and so will I turn het virtue into pitch; honest kindness.
And out of her own goodness make the net Cas. I think it freely; and, betimes in the That shallenmesh them all. How now, Roderigo? morning, I will beseech the virtuous Desdemona 5
Enter Roderigo. to undertake for me: I am desperate of iny for- Rod. I do follow here in the chace, not like a tunes, if they check me here.
hound that hunts, but one that fills up the cry:lago. You are in the right. Good night, lieu- My money is almost spent; I have been to-night tepant; I must to the watch.
exceedinglywell cudgell'd; and, I think, the issue Cas. Good night, honest lago. [Exit Cassio. so will be I shall have so much experience for my Iago. And what's he then, that says I play the pains : and so, with no money at all, and a little villain? inore wit, return to Venice.
[tience! When this advice is free' I give, and honest, lago. How poor are they, that have not paProbable to thinking, and (indeed) the course What wound did ever heal, but by degrees?
To win the Moor again ? For’tis most easy 15 Thou know'st, we work by wit, and not by The inclining Desdemona to sabdue
witchcraft; In any honest suit; she's frain'd as fruitful And wit depends on dilatory time. As the free elements ?: And then for her [tism, Does 't not go well ? Cassio hath beaten thee, To win the Moor,— were 't to renounce his bap- and thou, by that small hurt,hast cashier'd Cassio: All seals and symbols of redeemed sin,- 20 Though other things grow fair against the sun, His soul is so enfetter'd to her love,
Yet fruits, that blossoin first, will first be ripe: That she may make, unmake, do what she list, Content thyself a while.-By the mass, 'tis mornEven as ber appetite shall play the god
ing; With his weak function. How am I then a villain, Pleasure, and action, make the hours seem short.To counsel Cassio to this parallel 'course, 25 Retire thee; go where thou art billeted: Directly to his good? Divinity of hell!
Away, I say; thou shalt know more hereafter: When devils will their blackest sios put on, Nay, get thee gone.
[Erit Roderigo. They do suggest at first with heavenly shews, Two things are to be done,As I do now: For, while this honest fool
My wife must move for Cassio to her mistress; Plies Desdemona to repair his fortunes,
30 L’Il set her on; And she for him pleads strongly to the Moor, Myself
, the while, will draw the Moor apart, I'll pour this pestilence * into his ear,-
And bring him jump when he may Cassio tind That she repeals hijn for her body's lust; Soliciting his wife: --Ay, that's the way; And, by how much she strives to do him good, Dull not device by coldness and delay: [Erit.
that I know.-But, masters, here's money for Before the Castle.
you: and the general so likes your music, that he 45 desires
of all loves, to inake no more noise Enter Cassio, with Musicians.
with it. Cas. MASTERS, play here, I will content Mus. Well, sir, we will not. your pains,
(general. Clown. If you have any music that may not be Something that's brief; and bid-good-morrow, heard, to't again : but, as they say, to hear music,
[Musick plays, and enter Clorun. 50 the general does not greatly care. Clown. Why, masters, have your instruments Alus. We have none such, sir. been at Naples, that they speak i’ the nose thus?? Clown. Then put up your pipes in your bag, for Mus. How, sir, how?
I'll away: Go; vanish into air; away. Clown. Are these, I pray you, call'd wind in
(Eseunt Mus. struments?
55 Cas. Dost thou hear, my honest friend? Mus. Ay, marry, are they, sir.
Clown. No, I bear not your honest friend; ! Clown. O, thereby hangs a tail. ' Mus. Whereby hangs a tale, sir?
Cas. Prythee, keep up thy quillets. There's a Clown. Marry, sir, by many a wind instrument poor piece of gold for thee: if the gentlewoman
' i. e. has an appearance of honest openness, of frank good-will. · Liberal, bountiful, as the clements, out of which all things are produced. 1. e. a course level, and even with his design. * Pestilence, for poison. "That is, tecalls him. • A metaphor from taking birds in meshes. ! The venereal disease first appeared at the siege of Naples.