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{Exeunt Duke, Senators, Officers, &o.
0th, My life upon her faith I Honest lago,
My Desdemona must I leave to thee;
I prithee let thy wife attend on her:
And bring them after in the best advantage.
Comoi Desdemona, I have but an hour
Of love, of worldly matter and direction,
To spend with thee : we must obey the time.
Bod. laeo C^^^^'^i'"^ (^^™£''i^<>'>^ ^bsdbmona.
logo. What say'st thou, noble heart?
Sod. What will I do, tMiik*st thou?
lagok Why, go to bed and sleep.
Bod. I will incontinently drown myselC
logo. If thou dost I shall never love thee after.
Why, thou silly gentleman*

&mL It is silliness to live when to live is tor-
ment : and then have we a prescription to die when
death is our physician.

I<Mgo. O villainous I I have looked npon the
world for four times seven years; and since I could
distinguish betwixt a benefit and an injury, I
never found man that knew how to love himiself.
Ere I would say I would drown myself for the
loveofa Quinea-hen, I would change my humanity
with a baboon.

Bod. What should I do? I confess it ia my
shame to be so fond; but it is not in my virtue to
amend it.


logo. yirtne?afigt tis in ourselves that we en
thus, or thus. Our bodies are our gardens ; to the
which our wills are gardeners : so that if we wUl
plant nettles, or sow lettuce ; set hyssop, and woed
up th3rme ; supply it with one gender of herbs, or
distract it with many; bHher to haveitsterll with
idleness, or manured with industry; why, the
power and corrigible authority of tnis lies in our
wills. If the balance of our lives had not on«
scale of reason to poise another of sensuality, the
blood and baseness of our natures would conduct
us to most preposterous conclusions : But we have
reason to cool our raging motions, our carnal stings,
our unbitted lusts; whereof I take this, that yoc
call love, to be a sect or scion.

Bod. It cannot be.

logo. It is merely a lust of the blood, and m
permission of the wul. Come, be a man : Drown
th3nself? drown cats and blind puppies. I have
professed me th^ friend, and I confess me knit to
thy deserving with cables of perdurable toughness.
I could never better stead thee than now. Put
money in thy purse ; follow thon the wars ; defeat
thy favour witn an usurped beard; I say, put money
in thy purse. It cannot be long that Desdemona
should continue her love to the Moor, — put money
in thy purse ;— nor he his to her ; it was a violent
commencement in her, and thou shalt see an
answerable sequestration ; put but money in thy
purse. — These Moors are changeable in their
wills; — ^fill thj purse with money: the food that
to him now is as luscious as locusts, shall be to
him shortly as bitter as coloquintida. She must
change for youth : when she is sated with his body
she will find the errors of her choice. Therefore
put money in thy purse. — If thou wilt needs damn
thyself, do it a more delicate way than drowning.
Make all the money thou canst : If sanctimony and
a frail vow, betwixt an erring barbarian and super-
subtile Venetian, be not too bard for my wits and
all the tribe of hell, thou shalt enjoy her ; therefore
make money. A pox of drowning thyself! it is
clean out of the way : seek thon rather to be hang-
ed in compassing thy joy, than to be drownedand
go without her.

Bod. Wilt thon be fiut to my hopes, if I depend
on the issue ?

logo. Thou art sure of me ;— GK>, make money:
I have told thee often, and I re-tell thee again
and again, I hate the Moor : My cause is hearted;
thine nath no less reason : Let us be conjunctive
in our revenge against him : if thou canst cuckold
him, thou dost thyself a pleasure, me a sport
There are many events m the womb of time
which will be delivered. Traverse ; go ; provide
thy money. We will have more of this to-morrow.

Bod. Where shall we meet i* the morning ?

logo. At my lodging.

Bod. Ill be with thee betimes.

logo. Goto; farewell. Doyoahear,Boderigo?

Bod. What say you?

logo. No more of drowning, do you hear.

Bod. I am changed. Ill sell all my land.

I(xgo, Go to; farewell I put monejr enough !■
your purse. [ExUUoDXMiao. ;

Thus do I ever make my fool my purse :
For I mine own gain*d knowledge should profiue
If I would time expend with such a snipe.
But for my sport and profit. I hate the Moor ;
And it is thought abroad, that twixt my sheets
He has done my office : I know not if *t be tme;
But I, for mere sospiciofk in thai -kind. 1

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Wfl] d^ as if for surety. He holds me well ;
The belter shall my purpose work on him.
Cassio's a proper man : Let me see now;
To get his place, and to plame ap my wUl ;
In doable knavery,— How ? how? — Let's see:—
After some time, to abuse Olhel1o*s ear
That he is too &miliar with his wife :
He bath a person, and a smooth dispose,



To be snspected : tram*d to make women folse
The Moor is of a free and open nature,
Tliat thinks men honest that but seem to be so;
And will as tenderly be led by the nose,
As asses are.

I have 't ;— it is engendered :— Hell and night
Mast bruig this monstrooa buth to the wor1d\
light [ExU,


SCENE I.— ^ Seorport Toum m Cyprus.

JBiUer HoirrANO and two Gentlemen.

M<M, What from the cape can joa discern at

1 Qmt. Nothing at all: it 14 a high-wrought

I cannot 'twixt the heaven and the main.
Descry a sail.
Mon, Methinks, the wind hath spoke aloud at

A faller bhist ne'er shook oar battlements:
If it hath ruffian 'd so upon the sea,
What ribs of oak, when mountsihis melt on them.
Can hold the mortise? what shall we hear of


2 QaU, A segregation of the Turkish fleet:
For do but stand upon the foaming shore,
The chidden billow seems to pelt the clouds;
The wind-sliak'd surge, with high and monstrous

Seems to cast water on the burning bear.
And quench the guards of the ever-fixed pole:
I never did like molestation view
On th' enchafed flood.

Moiu If that the Turkish fleet

Be not enshelter'd and embay 'd, they are drown'd ;
It is impossible to bear it out.

Enter a third Gentleman.

8 OmU News, lads 1 our wars are done:
The dciiperate tempest hath so baug*d the Turks.
That their designment bUts: A noble ship of

Hath seen a grievous wrack and sufferance
On most pan of their fleet.

Iton, Howl is this true?

3 Genu The ship is here put in,
A Veronessa: Miohael Cassio,

Lieutenant to the warlike Moor, Othello,
Ia come on shore : the Moor himselfs at sea,
And is in full commission here for Cyprus.

Mon, 1 am glad ou't; tis a worthy governor.

8 Qtnt, But this same Cassio,— though he
speak of comfort.
Touching die Turkish loss,— yet he looks sadly.
And prays the Moor be safe; for they were parted
With toul and violent tempest.

Mon, Tray heaven be be :

For 1 have servVl him, and the man commands
Like a full soldier. Let's to Uie seaside,— boa I
As well to see the vessel that's come in
As to throw out our eyes for brave Otiiello;
Even till we make the main, and the aerial blue,
An indistinet regard.

3 OaU, Come, let's do so.

For every minute is expectancy
Of more arrivancy.

JEhter Cassio.

Cat, Thanks, you the valiant of the wai like isle,
That so approve the Moorl O, let the heavens

Give him defence against the elements.
For I have lost him on a dangerous seal

Mon, Is he well shipped ?

Cos, His bark is stoutly timbered, and his pilot
Of very expert and approv'd allowance :
Therefore my hopes, not surfeited to death.
Stand in bold cure.

[Within,] A sail, a sail, a sail I

Enter another Gentleman.

Cos. What noise?

4 QeiU, The town is empty ; on the brow o'thc
Stand ranks of people, and they cry a saQ.

Cos. My hopes do shape him for the governor.

2 Cent, They do discharge their shot of courtesy :
[Chau heard.
Our friends, at least

Cas, I pray you, sir, go forth.

And give us truth who tis that is arriv'd.

2 Gent, I shall. [EcU,

Mon. But good lieutenant, is your general wiv'd?

Caa. Most fortunately: hehaih aehiev'damaid
That paragons description and wild lame;
One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens,
And in the essential vesture of creation
Does tire the ingener.—How no w ? who has put In ?

Be-enter second GeniiBman.

2 Oent, Tis one lago, ancient to the general.

Cat, He has had most favourable and happy
Tempests themselves, high seas, and howlhig

The gutter'd rocks, and congregated sands,
Traitors ensteep'd to enclog the gnilUess keel.
As having sense of beauty, do omit
Their mortal natures, letting go safely by
The divine Desdemona.

Mon. What is she?

Cat. She that I spake of, our great captain^
L«ft in the conduct of the bold lago;
Whose footing here anticipates our thoughts,
A se'nnight's speed.— Great Jove, Othello guard,
And swell his sail with thine own powerful breath;
That he may bless this bay with his tall chip.
Make love's quick pants m Desdemona's arms.
Give renewea fire to our extincted spirits.
And bring all Cyprus oomforti— O, behold.

Enter Dbsdemona, Emilia, Iaqo, Eodbbioo,
and Attendants.

The riches of the ship is come on shore !
You men of Cyprus, let her have your knees :
Hail to thee, lady ! and the grace of heaven.
Before, behind thee, and on every hand,
Enwheel thee round !

Det, I thank you, valiant GtMsia

What tidings can you tell me of my lord?

Cat, He Is not yet arriv'd ; nor know I ao^ht
But that he's well, and will be shortljE^here. t

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De$, O, but I fear— How lost rou eompany ?
Cos, The great contention of the sea and skies
Parted our fellowship : But hark t a sail.

[Cry mthin—A sail I a sail ! Then guns heard,
2 Ufnt, Thej give their greeting to the citadel ;
This likewise is a friend.
Cos, Bee for the news —

[Exit Gentleman.
Good ancient, yon are welcome ;— Welcome, mis-
tress:— [7b Emilia.
Let it not gall your patience, good lago,
That I extend my manners; 'tis my breedmg
rbat gives me this bold show of coartesj.

[hiaaing her.
logo. Sir, would she give yon so much of her
As of her tongue she oft bestows on me
rou*d have enough.
Det, Alas, she has no speeeh.

logo. In faith, too much ;
I find it still when I have list to sleep:
Marry, before your ladyship, I grant
She pnts her tongue a little in her heart,
And cliides with thinking.
SmU, If ou have little caase to say so.

logo. Come on, oome on: you are pictures out
of door;
Bells in ^onr parlours ; wild cats in your

kitchens ;
Saints in your injuries; devils being offended;
Players in your husurifery; and husMrives in your
Des, 0, fye upon thee, slanderer!
/ago. Nay, it is true, or else I am a Turk;
You rise to play, and go to bed to work.
EmiL You bokll not write my praise.
logo. No, let me not.

D€$. What wouldst write of me if thou shouldst

praise me?
logo. O gentle lady, do not put me to*t;
For 1 am nothing if not critical.
Des, Comeon, assay:— There% one gone to the

logo. Ay, madam.

J)e$. I am not merry; but I do beguile
The thing I am, by seeming otherwise.
Come, how wouldst thou praise me ?

Jtigo. I am about it ; but, indeed, my inrention
Comes from my pate as birdlime does from

firize, —
It plucks out brains and all: But my mose

And thus slie is delivered.
If she be fair and wise,— fairness and wit,
The one's for use, the other useth it
Dea, Well prais'dl How if she be black and

logo. If she be black and thereto have a wit.
Shell find a white that shall her blackness fit
Des, Worse and worse.
EndL Uow, if fair and foolish ?
logo. She never yet was foolish that was fiiir :
For even her folly h«lp'd her to an heir.

Dea. These are old fond paradoxe8,to make foola
laugh V the alehouse. What miserable praise h:i!it
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.
Dea. O heavy ignorance!— thou pral^est the
worst best But what praise coulost thou be>
Btow on a deserving woman indeed ? one, that, in
the authority of her merit, did justly put on the
vouch of very malice itself?


logo. She that was ever fkir, and never proud
Had tongue at will, and yet was never loud ;
Never lack'd gold, and yet went never gay;
Fled from her wish, and yet said,~now I may;
She that, being anger'd, her revenge being nigh^
Bade her wrong stay and her displeasure fly *
She that in wisdom never was so frail.
To change the cod's head for the salmon's tail :
She that could think, and ne'er diachtse her nund.
See suitors following, and not look behind ;
She was a wight, if ever such wights were.

Dea. To do what?

logo. To suckle fools, and chroniole small beer.

Dea. O most lame and impotent oonclusiunl— >
Do not learn of him, Emilia, though ho be thy
husband.— How say you, Cassio? is he not a moat
profane and liberal oounsellor?

^ Cos. He speaks home, madam ; you may relish
him more in the soldier than in the scholar.

logo. [Aside.] He takea her by the palm : A^,
well said, whisper: with as little a web as this
will I ensnare as f^reat a fly as Cassio. Ay, smile
npon her, do ; I will gyve thee in thine own court*
ship. 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 sir in.' Very good! well kissed, and
excellent courtesy ! *tis so, indeed. Yet again
your fillers to your lips? would, they were
clyster -pipes for your sake! — [Trun^eL] The
Moor, I know his trumpet
<.Caa. 'Tis truly so.

Dea. Let's meet him, and reoeiye him.

Caa. Lo, where he comes I

Enter Othello, oiui Attendants.

Oih. O my fiur warrior!

Dea. Uj dear Othdlol

0th. It gives me wonder great as my content,
To see you here before me. O my soul's joy I
If after every tempest come such calms,
May the winds blow till they have waken'd death I
And let the labouring bark climb hills of aeaa,
Olympus-high ; and duck agam as low
As hell's from heaven 1 If it were now to die,
T were now to be most happy; for, I fear
My soul hath her content so absolute.
That not another comfort like to this
Succeeds in unknown fate.

Dea. The heavens forbid

But that our loves and comforts should increase,
Even as our days do grow !

0th. Amen to that sweet powen ^ —

I cannot speak enough of tliis content,
It 8t<«p8 me here; it is too much of joy ;
And this, and this, the greatest diacords be

That e'er our hearts shall make I

lago. O, you are well tnn'd now I

But 1 11 set down the pegs that make this mnsic,

As honest as I am. [Aa*dem

0th, Come; let us to the castle. •

News, friends; our wars are done, the Turks are

How does my old acquaintance of this isle?
Honey, you shall be well desir'd in Cyprus,
I have found great love amongst them. O my

I prattle out of fiishion, and T dote
In mine own comforts.— 1 prithee, good lago.
Go to the bay, and disembark my coffers:
i Bring thontaemasier to the oitiidel: i

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He b a good one, and hia worthinesa

Does challenge much respect —Come, Doedemona,

Onoe more well met at Oypua.

[Exeunt Oth., Dm., one/ Attend.

logo. Do thon meet me presently at the harboar.
Come thither. If thou fcHs'st valiant (as *hey ra^,
base men being in love have then a nobility m
their natures more than is native to them), list me.
The lieutenant to-night watches on the oonrt of
Kuard:— Pintt, I must tell thee this— Desdemona
Is directly in love with him.

£o(L With him 1 why, *tia not possible.

Jayo. Lay thy finger— thus, and let thy sonl be
instructed. Mark me with wliat violence she
first loved the Moor, bat for bragging and telling
her fanUstical lies: To 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? When the blood is made dull wiih
the act of sport, th re should be, again to inflame
it and to give satiety a fresh appetite, loveliness
in favour; sympathy in years, manners, and
beauties ; all of which the Moor is defective in :
Kow, for want of these required conveniences,
her deli&ite tenderness will find itself abused,
begin to heave the gorp^e, disrelish and abhor the
Moor; very nature will instruct her in it, and
eompel her to some second chojce. Now, sir, this
granted (as it is a mo>t pregnant and unforced
position), who stands so eminent in the degree
of this fortune as Cassio does:- a knave very
voluble; no farther conscionable than in patting
on the mere form of civil and humane seeming,
for the better compassing of his salt and most
hidden loose afiection? why, none; why, none: A
flipper and subtle knave; a finder of occasions; that
has an eye can stamf) and counterfeit advantages,
though tme advantage never pr«»sent itself: A
deviiibh knave! besides, the knive is hand>ome,
young; and hath all those requisites in him that
folly and green minds look after: A pestilent
complete knave ; and the woman hath foand Him

£o(L I eannot believe that In her ; she la full of
BOnt bless'd condition.

logo, Bless'd fig's end I the wine she drinks is
made of grapes: if she had been bless'd, she
would never have loved the Moor: Bless'd
pudding I Didst thou not see her paddle with
the palm of his hand ? didst not mark that ?

Rod. Tes, that I did- bat that was but

logo. Lechery, by thb hand; an index and
obscure prologue to the history of lost and foal
thoughta. They met so near with their lips that
their breaths embraced together. Villainous
thoughts, Koderigol When these mutualities so
oiarshal the way, hard at hand comes the master
and main exeroise, the inoorporate oondusion:
Pish ! — But, air, be you ruled by me : 1 have
brouffht you firom Venice. Watch you to-night;
for the command. 111 lay \ upon you : Cassio
knows Tou not;— ril not be far from you: Do
jou find some occasion to anger Caaslo, either by
speaking too Ion I. or tainting his discipline, or
from what other course you please, wnich the
time ahail more fiivourahly minister.

Bod. Well.

laoiK Sir, he*s rub, and Tery sadden in chder ;
and, bqdy, may strike at tou : Provoke him that
be may: for even out of that will I cause these
of Cyprus to mutiuy; whose qualification shall
•08M into no true taate again, but by the die-



planting of Cassio. So shall yon hare a shorter
journey to your desires, by the means I shall
then have to prefer them; and the impediment
most profitably removed, without the which there
were no expectation of our prosperity.

Bod, I will do this, if you can bring itto any

lugo, I warrant thee. Meet me by and by at
the citadel. I most fetch his neoessariea ashore.

Bod, Adien. [ExiU

logo. That Cassio loves her, I do well believe it;
That she loves him, *tis apt, and of great credit:
The Moor— howbeit that I endure him not, —
Is of a constant, levine, noble nature:
And I dare think, hell 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 int* my seat: the thought whereof
Doth, like a poisonous mineral, gnaw my inwards:
And nothin.; can or shall content my soul.
Till I am evened 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 thinic to do^ —
If this poor trash of Venice, whom I trace
For his quick hunting, stand the patting on,
111 have our Michael Cassio on the hip;
Abuse him to the Moor in the right garb, —
For I fear Cassio with my night-cap too ;
Make the Moor thank me, love me, and reward me,
For making him egr^ioosly an ass.
And practising upon his peace and quiet
Even to madness. Tis here, but yet confas*d;
Knavery*s plain faoe is never seen till us'd. [Exit.


Enter a Herald, with a prodamatiom; FtopU

Her. It is Othello's pleaaure, our noble and
valiant ^neral, that, upon certain tidings now
arrived, miporting the mere perdition of the Turk-
ish fieet, ^verj man put himself into triumph :
some to dance, some to make bonfires, each man to
what sport and revels his addiction leads him ; for,
besides these beneficial news, it ia the celebration
of his nuptial : So much was his pleasure should
be proclaimed. All offices are open ; and there iff
full liberty of feasting, from this present hour ol
five till the bell have told eleven. Bless the isle
of Cyprus, and our noble general, Othello !


SCENE III.— ^ Haamiha Cattle.

Enter Othblla, Desdemona, Cassio, and

OtJL Good Michael, look you to the guard to-
Let^a teach ourselvea that honourable stop.
Not to out-sport discretion.

Cat, Isffo hath direction what to do;
But, notwithstanding, with my personal eye
Will 1 look to^t.

0th. lago is most honest
Michael, good night: To-morrow, with yom

Lot me have apeech with joo.— Come, my dear

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The porcbaae nuide, tho frnits are to ensnei

Thftt profit*8 jet to eome tween me and you. —
Qood night [Exeunt 0th., Des., and Attend.

^ter Taoo.

Com, Welcoroef lago: We miut to the watch.

logo. Not thia hour, lieatenant; *tia not jet
ten o' th* clock : Our general cast m thus earl j
for the love of hia Desdemona, whom let us not
therefore bUme: he hath not jet made wanton
the night with her ; and ahe ia sport (or Jore.

Cos, She's a most exquUite ladj.

logo. And ril warrant her, full of game.

Cat, Indeed, she ia a moat fresh and delicate

loffo. What an eje she has I methinks it sounds
aparlej to provocation.

Com, An inviting eje; and jet methinks right

logo. And when she speaks is it not an alamm

Cos. She is, indeed, perfection.

/d^Well, happiness to their sheetsl Come,
lieutenant, I have a stoop of wine: and here
without are a brace of Cjproa gallants, that would
fain have a measure to the health of black Othello.

Cos. Not to-night, good lago; I have verj
poor and unhappj brains for drinking : I could
well wish oourtesj would invent some other
custom of entertainment.

Jago. 0,thej are our friends; bvtoneoop; 111
drink for von.

Ca$, I have drunk but one cup to-night, and
that was craftiij qualified too, — and, behold, what
innovation it makes here: I am unfortunate in
the infirmitj, and dare not task mj weakness
with anj more.

Jago, What, maul 'tis anight of rerels; the
gallants desire it

Oa§, Where are thej?

logo. Here at the door; I praj jon call them in.

Oat, 111 do't; but it dislikes me. [Exit Cab.

Jago If I can fasten but one cup upon him.
With that which he hath drunk to-night alreadj.
He 11 be as full of quarrel and offence,
Asmjjoung mistress' dog. Now, mj sick fool,

Whom love has tum'd almost the wrong side out,
To Desdemona hath to-night caroused
Potations pottle deep; and he's to watch:
Phree else of Cjprus,— noble swelling spirits,
That hold their honours in a warj distance.
The 'T&j elements of this warlike isle, —
Have 1 to-night fluster'd with flowing cups.
And thej watch too. Now, 'mougst this flock of

Am I to put our Cassio In some action
That maj offend the isle:— But here thej come:
If consequence do but approve mj dream,
Mj boat saiU freelj, both with wind and stream.

B&mttr CA88IO, with Mm Momtaho, and

Cat* Tore heaven, thej have given me a rouse

Mon. Good faith, a little one; not past a pint,
as I am a soldier.
lago^ Some wine, hoa I

AndlatmetheoanaUnoIiok. oiink, (Sngs.
And l«i me the oanakin clink :

A. loldier^ a man : O m«n*i Ufa^t but a span ;
Why then le« a ■ddler drink.
8omewioe,bojst IWme bnmghi in.


Cat, Tore heaven, aa excellent ioiig.

lago. I learned it in England, where fndeod
thej are most potent in potting: jour Dane, jour
German, and jour swag-bellied Hollander, —
Drink, hoa I — are nothing to jour English.

Cat. Is jour Englishman so exquisite in hia

lago. Whj, he drinks jon, with facDitj, jonr
Dane dead drunk; he sweats not to overthrow
jour Almatn ; he gives jour Hollander a Tomit,
ere the next pottle can be filled.

Cat. To the health of our generaL

Mon. I am for it* lieutenant; and 111 do joa

Jago. sweet England I

KtDf Stephen was a worthy peer,
Hu breeiOkee ooet him but a crown ;

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