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Caf. You advife me well.

Iago. I proteft, in the fincerity of love, and honest kindness.

Caf. I think it freely; and, betimes in the morning, I will befeech the virtuous Desdemona to undertake for me: I am defperate of my fortunes, if they check me here.

Lago. You are in the right. Good night, lieutenant; I must to the watch.

Caf. Good night, honest Iago.

[Exit Caffio. laga. And what's he then, that fays-I play the

villain ?

When this advice is free I give, and honest,
Probable to thinking, and (indeed). the course
To win the Moor again? For 'tis most easy
The inclining Desdemona to fubdue

In any honeft fuit; the 's fram'd as fruitful
As the free elements 2: And then for her
To win the Moor,-were 't to renounce his baptifm,
All feals and fymbols of redeemed fin,-
His foul is fo enfetter'd to her love,

That she may make, unmake, do what the lift, -Even as her appetite fhall play the god

With his weak function. How am I then a villain,
To counsel Caffio to this parallel 3 course,
Directly to his good? Divinity of hell!
When devils will their blackest fins put on,
They do fuggeft at first with heavenly shews,
As I do now: For, while this honeft fool
Plies Desdemona to repair his fortunes,
And the for him pleads ftrongly to the Moor,
I'll pour this peftilence 4 into his ear,-
That the repeals 5 him for her body's luft;
And, by how much the ftrives to do him good,

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She fhall undo her credit with the Moot.
So will I turn her virtue into pitch;
And out of her own goodness make the net
That shall enmesh them all. How now, Roderigo?
Enter Roderigo.

Rod. I do follow here in the chace, not like a hound that hunts, but one that fills up the cry.— My money is almost spent; I have been to-night exceedingly well cudgel'd; and, I think, the iffe will be-I shall have so much experience for my pains: and fo, with no money at all, and a little more wit, return to Venice.

Iago. How poor are they, that have not patience! What wound did ever heal, but by degrees? Thou know'ft, we work by wit, and not by witchcraft;

And wit depends on dilatory time.

Does 't not go well? Caffio hath beaten thee,
And thou, by that small hurt, hast cashier'd Callio:
Though other things grow fair against the fun,
Yet fruits, that blossom firft, will first be ripe :
Content thyfelf a while.-By the mafs, 'tis mora
ing:

Pleasure, and action, make the hours feem short.→→
Retire thee; go where thou art billeted:
Away, I fay; thou shalt know more hereafter:
Nay, get thee gone.→→
[Exit Rederic

Two things are to be done,

My wife must move for Caffio to her mistress;
I'll fet her on ;

Myfelf, the while, will draw the Moor apart,
And bring him jump when he may Caffio find.
Soliciting his wife :-Ay, that's the way;
Dull not device by coldness and delay.

[Exi

ACT III.

SCENE I

Before the Cafle.

Enter Caffio, with Musicians.

ASTERS, play here, I will content

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your pains,

[general.

that I know. But, masters, here's money for you and the general fo likes your mufic, that he defires you, of all loves, to make no more noise with it.

Muf. Well, fir, we will not.

Clown. If you have any mufic that may not be Something that's brief; and bid-good-morrow, heard, to't again: but, as they say, to hear music,

[Mafick plays, and enter Clown.

Clean. Why, matters, have your instruments been at Naples, that they speak i' the nofe thus 7? Muf. How, fir, how!

Clean. Are thefe, I pray you, call'd wind inftruments?

Muf. Ay, marry, are they, fir.

Clown. O, thereby hangs a tail.

Muf. Whereby hangs a tale, fir?

[the general does not greatly care.

Muf. We have none fuch, fir.
Clown. Then put up your pipes in your bag, for
I'll away: Go; vanish into air; away.

[Exeunt Muf

Caf. Doft thou hear, my honeft friend? Clown. No, I hear not your honeft friend; I hear you.

Caf. Pr'ythee, keep up thy quillets. There's a

Clown. Marry, fir, by many a wind inftrument poor piece of gold for thee: if the gentlewoman

Li. c. has an appearance of honeft openness, of elements, out of which all things are produced. 4 Peftilence, for poison. 5 That is, recals him. 7 The venereal difeafe firft appeared at the fiege of

frank good-will. 2 Liberal, bountiful, as the 3 i. e. a courfe level, and even with his defign. A metaphor from taking birds in meshes. ther

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Caf. Do, good my friend. In happy time, Iago.
lago. You have not been a-bed then?
Caf. Why, no; the day had broke

Before we parted. I have made bold, Iago,
To lend in for your wife My fuit to her
Is, that the will to virtuous Desdemona
Procure me fome access.

Iago. I'll fend her to you presently:
And I'll devife a mean to draw the Moor
Out of the way, that your converse and business
May be more free.
[Exit.
Caf. I humbly thank you for 't. I never knew
A Florentine more kind and honest.

Enter Emilia.

Emil. Good morrow, good lieutenant: I am
forry

For your difpleafure; but all will foon be well.
The general, and his wife, are talking of it;
And the fpeaks for you ftoutly: The Moor replies,
That he, you hurt, is of great fame in Cyprus,
And great affinity; and that, in wholfome wisdom,
He might not but refuse you: but, he protests, he
loves you

And needs no other fuitor, but his likings,
To take the fafeit occafion by the front,
To bring you in again.

Caf. Yet, I beseech you,—

If you think fit, or that it may be done,--
Give me advantage of fome brief difcourfe
With Desdemona alone.

Emil. Pray you, come in;

I will bestow you where you shall have time

To speak your bofom freely.

Caf. I am much bound to you.

SCENE

[Exeunt.

II.

A Room in the Cafile.

Enter Othello, Jago, and Gentlemen.

-Oth. Thefe letters give, Iago, to the pilot; And, by him, do my duties to the flate: That done, I will be walking on the works, Repair there to me.

lago. Well, my good lord, I'll do't. [fee't? Orb. This fortification, gentlemen,-fhall we Gent. We'll wait upon your lordship.

[Exeunt.

SCEN E III.

Another Room in the Cafile.

Enter Desdemona, Caffin, and Æmilia. Def. Be thou affur'd, good Caflio, I will do

All my abilities in thy behalf.

[husband,

Emil. Good madam, do ; I know it grieves my

As if the cafe were his.

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Caf. Ay, but, lady,

That policy may either laft fo long,

Or feed upon fuch nice and waterish diet,
Or breed itself fo out of circumstance,
That, I being abfent, and my place fupply'd,
My general will forget my love and service:

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Def. Do not doubt that; before Æmilia here,
I give thee warrant of thy place: affure thee, A
If I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it
To the laft article: my lord fhall never reft;
I'll watch him tame 1, and talk him out of pa-
tience;

His bed shall feem a school, his board a shrift;
I'll intermingle every thing he does
With Caffio's fuit : Therefore be merry, Caffio;
For thy folicitor shall rather die,
Than give thy cause away.

Enter Othello, and lago, at a diftante.
Emil. Madam, here comes my lord.
Caf. Madam, I'll take my leave.

Def. Why, ftay, and hear me speak.

Caf. Madam, not now; I am very ill at ease, Unfit for mine own purposes.

[Exit Caffio

[what.

Def. Well, do your difcretion.
Iugo. Ha I like not that.
Oth. What doft thou fay?
Iago. Nothing, my lord: or if I know not
Oth. Was not that Caffio parted from my wife?
Iago. Caffio, my lord? No, fure, I cannot
think it,

That he would steal away fo guilty-like,
Seeing you coming.

Oth. I do believe, 'twas he.

Def. How now, my lord?

I have been talking with a fuitor here,
A man that languithes in your displeasure.
Oth. Who is't, you mean?

Def. Why, your lieutenant Caffio. Good my lord,

If I have any grace, or power to move you,
His prefent reconciliation take;

For, if he be not one that truly loves you; -
That errs in ignorance, and not in cunning 2,
I have no judgment in an honeft face:

I pr'ythee, call him back.

Otb. Went he hence now?

Def. Ay, foeth; fo humbled,

That he hath left part of his grief with me,
To fuffer with him: Good love, call him back.

It is faid, that the ferocity of beafts, infuperable and irretlaimable by any other means, is sub-` Zued by keeping them from licep. 2 Cunning, for defign, or purpose, fimply.

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Def. But fhall 't be shortly?

Oth. The fooner, fweet, for you.

Def. Shall 't be to-night at fupper?

Oib. No, not to night.

Def. To-morrow dinner then?

Oth. I fhall not dine at home.

I meet the captains at the citadel.

[morn;

Def. Why then, to-morrow night; or Tuefday 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 trefpafs, in our common reafon, (Save that, they fay, the wars must make examples

Out of their beft) is not almoft a fault

To incur a private check: When thall he come?
Tell me, Othello. I wonder in my foul,
What you could ask me, that I should deny,

Or ftand fo mammering on. What! Michael
Caffio,
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Indeed?

I heard thee fay but now, -Thou lik’dft not that, When Caffio left my wife; What didft not like? And, when I told thee-he was of my counfel That came a-wooing with you; and fo many a In my whole courfe of wooing, thou cry'dft, When I have spoke of you difpraifingly, Hath ta'en your part; to have fo much to do To bring him in! Trust me, 1 could do much,Oth. Tr'ythee, no more: let him come when he will;

I will deny thee nothing.

Def. Why, this is not a boon;

'Tis as I fhould entreat you wear your gloves,
Or feed on nourishing difhes, or keep you warm
Or fue to you to do a peculiar profit

To your own perfon: Nay, when I have a fuit,
Wherein I mean to touch your love indeed,
It fhall be full of poize 2 and difficulty,
And fearful to be granted.

Otb. I will deny thee nothing:
Whereon, I do befeech thee, grant me this,-
To leave me but a little to myself,

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And didft contract and purfe thy brow together,
As if thou then hadft shut up in thy brain
Some horrible conceit. If thou doft love me,
Shew me thy thought.

Iago. My lord, you know I love you.
Orb. I think, thou do'ft;

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for I know thou art full of love and heneity, [breathAnd weigh'st thy words before thou giv’st them Therefore thefe ftops of thine fright me the more: For fuch things, in a falfe difloyal knave, Are tricks of cuftom; but, in a man that's juft, They are clofe delations 5, working from the heart, That paffion cannot rule.

Iage. For Michael Caffio,—

I dare be fworn, I think that he is honeft.
Oth. I think fo too.

lago. Men fhould be what they feem;
Or, thofe that be not, 'would they might feen

none !

Oth, Certain, men should be what they feer.
Iago. Why then, I think Caffio's an honet

man.

Oth. Nay, yet there's more in this:

I pray thee, fpeak to me as to thy thinkings,
As thou doft ruminate; and give thy worst of
The worst of words.
[thoughts

Iago. Good my lord, pardon me;
Though I am bound to every act of duty,
I am not bound to that all flaves are free to.

2 i. e. of weight.

To hesitate, to stand in fufpence. 3 The word wretch, in fome parts of England, is a term of the lofteft and fondeft tenderness. It expreffes the utmoft degree of amiablenets, joined with an idea, which perhaps all tenderness includes, of feeblenefs, fottnels, and want of protection. 4 i. e. When I ceafe to love thee, the world is at an end; i. e there remans nothing valuable or important. si. e. occult and fecret accufàtions, working involuntarily from the heart, which, though refolved to come the fault, cannot rule its paffion of resentment. would they might no longer feem, or bear the shape of men.

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OTHELLO.

Utter my thoughts? Why, fay, they are vile and, Think'ft thou, I'd make a life of jealousy,

falfe,-

As where's that palace, whereinto foul things
Sometimes intrude not? who has a breaft fo pure,
But fome uncleanly apprehensions

Keep leets, and law-days, and in feffion fit
With meditations lawful?

Oth. Thou doft confpire against thy friend, Lago,
If thou but think'ft him wrong'd, and mak'it his
[ear
A ftranger to thy thoughts.

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Iago. I do befeech you,
Though I-perchance, am vicious in my guefs 2,
(As, I confefs, it is my nature's plague
To fpy into abufes; and, oft, my jealoufy
Shapes faults that are not) that your wifdom yet,
From one that fo imperfectly conceits,
Would take no notice; nor build yourself a trouble
Out of his fcattering and unfure obfervance :--
It were not for your quiet, nor your good,
Nor for my manhood, honefty or wifdom,
To let you know my thoughts.

Oth. What dost thou mean ?

To follow ftill the changes of the moon

With fresh fufpicions? No; to be once in doubt,
Is-once to be refolv'd: Exchange me for a goat,
When I shall turn the bufinefs of my foul
To fuch exfuffolate and blown furmifes 5,
Matching thy inference. 'Tis not to make me
jealous,

To fay-my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company,
Is free of fpeech, fings, plays, and dances well;"
Where virtue is, thefe are more virtuous;
Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw
The fmalleft fear, or doubt of her revolt;
For the had eyes, and chofe me: No, Iago;
I'll fee, before I doubt; when I doubt, prove;
And, on the proof, there is no more but this,
Away at once with love, or jealousy.

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lago. I am glad of this; for now I fhall have
To fhew the love and duty that I bear you
With franker fpirit: therefore, as I am bound,
Receive it from me :-I fpeak not yet of proof.
Look to your wife; obferve her well with Caffio;

Jago. Good name, in man and woman, dear Wear your eye-thus, not jealous, nor fecure:

my lord,

Is the immediate jewel of their fouls:

Who fteals my purse, steals trash; 'tis fomething,

nothing;

'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been flave to thoufands;
But he, that filches from me my good name,
Robs me of that, which not enriches him,
And makes me poor indeed.

Oth. By heaven, I'll know thy thought.
Iago. You cannot, if my heart were in your

hand;

Nor fhall not, whilft 'tis in my cuftody.

Oth. Ha!

Lago. O, beware, my lord, of jealousy;
It is the green-ey'd montter, which doth mock 3
The meat it feeds on: That cuckold lives in blifs,
Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger;
But, O, what damned minutes tells he o'er, [loves!
Who dotes, yet doubts; fufpects, yet ftrongly
Oth. O mifery!

Iago. Poor, and content, is rich,and rich enough;
But riches, finelefs 4, is as poor as winter,
To him that ever fears he shall be poor :—
Good heaven, the fouls of all my tribe defend
From jealouty !

Oth. Why? why is this?

I would not have your free and noble nature,
Out of felf-bounty, be abus'd; look to 't:
I know our country difpofition well;

In Venice they do let heaven fee the pranks
They dare not fhew their husbands; their best
confcience

Is-not to leave undone, but keep unknown.

Otb. Doft thou fay fo?

Iago. She did deceive her father, marrying you ; And, when the feem'd to shake, and fear your looks, She lov'd them moft 7,

Oth. And fo the did.

lago. Why, go to, then ;

She that, fo young, could give out fuch a feeming,
To feel her father's eyes up, close as oak 8,—
He thought, 'twas witchcraft:-But I am much
to blame;

I humbly do befeech you of your pardon,
For too much loving you.

Oth.

am bound to thee for ever.
Iago. I fee, this hath a little dash'd your spirits.
Oth. Not a jot, not a jot.
fear it has.
Lago. Trust me,

I hope, you will confider, what is spoke
Comes from my love :-But, I do fee, you are
mov'd ;-

The poet's meaning is, "Who has a breaft fo little apt to form ill opinions of others, but that foul fufpicions will fometimes mix with his fairest and most candid thoughts, and erect a court in his 2 i. e. am apt to put the worft conftruction on mind, to enquire of the offences apprehended? 5 The allu3 i. e. loaths that which nourishes and fuftains it. This being a miferable itate, every thing. 4 i. c. unbounded, endless, unnumbered treasures, Iago bids him beware of it. Dr. Johulon obferves, that 6 Self-bounty, for inherent generofity. hon is to a bubble, this and the following argument of Iago ought to be deeply impreffed on every reader. Deceit and falihood, whatever conveniencies they may for a time promife or produce, are, in the fum of life, obftacles to happine's. Those who profit by the cheat, diftruit the deceiver, and the act by which kindness was fought, puts an end to confidence. The fame objection may be made with a lower degree of Itrength against the imprudent generofity of difproportionate marriages. When the firft heat of paflion is over, it is eafily fucceeded by fufpicion, that the fame violence of inclination, which caufed one irregularity, may ftimulate to another; and those who have fhewn, that their as the paffions are too powerful for their prudence, will, with very flight appearances against them, be 3 Clofe as oak, means, clofe cenfured, as not very likely to restrain them by their virtue." grain of the pak. To feel is an expreflion taken from falconry. YyY3

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I am to pray you not to ftrain my speech
To groffer iffues, nor to larger reach,
Than to fufpicion.

Oth. I will not

Tags. Should you do so, my lord,

My fpeech fhould fall into fuch vile fuccefs z
As my thoughts aim not at. Caffio's my worthy
friend:

My lord, I fee you are mov'd.

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I do not think but Desdemona's honest.

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Iago. Long live the fo! and long live you

think fo!

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Otb. And yet, how nature erring from itself,
Iago. Ay, there's the point: As, to be bold
with you,

Not to affect many propofed matches,

Of her own clime, complexion, and degree;
Whereto, we fee, in all things nature tends:
Foh! one may fmell in fuch a will most rank 3,
Foul difproportion, thoughts unnatural.
But pardon me; I do not, in pofition,
Distinctly speak of her: though I may fear,
Her will, recoiling to her better judgment,
May fall to match you with her country forms,
And (hapily) repent.

Otb. Farewel, farewel:

If more thou doft perceive, let me know more;
Set on thy wife to obferve: Leave me, Iago.
Iago. My lord, I take my leave.

[Going.

And knows all qualities, with a learned 7 fpät,
Of human dealings: If I do prove her haggard,
Though that her jeffes ? were my dear heart-ftring
I'd whittle her off, and let her down the wind,
To prey at fortune 10. Haply, for I am black;
And have not those soft parts of converfation
That chamberers 11 have: Or, for I am declin'd
Into the vale of years ;-yet that's not much ;-
She's gone; I am abus'd; and my relief
Must be to loath her. O curfe of marriage,
That we can call thefe delicate creatures ours,
And not their appetites! I had rather be a toad,
And live upon the vapour of a dungeon,
Than keep a comer in the thing I love,
For others' ufes. Yet, 'tis the plague of great ones
Prerogativ'd are they lefs than the base:
'Tis destiny unfhunnable, like death;
Even then this forked plague 12 is fated to us,
When we do quicken. Defdeinona comes:
Enter Desdemona and Æmilia.

If the be falfe, O, then heaven mocks itself!-
I'll not believe it.

Def. How now, my dear Othello!
Your dinner, and the generous iflanders 13
By you invited, do attend your prefence.
Oth. I am to blame.

[well } Def. Why is your speech so faint? are you not Oth. I have a pain upon my forehead here.. Def. Why, that's with watching; 'twill away again:

Qtb. Why did I marry This honeft creature, Let me but bind it hard, within this hour
[folds. It will be well.

doubtless,

Sees and knows more, much more, than he un

Iago. My lord, I would, I might entreat your

honour

To fcan this thing no further; leave it to time:
And though it be fit that Caffio have his place,
(For, fure, he fills it up with great ability)
Yet, if you please to hold bim off a while,
You shall by that perceive him and hit means 4:
Note, if your lady ftrain his entertainment 5
With any strong, or vehement importunity ;
Much will be seen in that. In the mean time,
Let me be thought too bufy in my fears,
(As worthy cause I have, to fear-I am)
And hold her free, I do befeech your honour.
Qib. Fear not my government.
Jags. I once more take my leave,
Oth. This fellow's of exceeding honesty,

[Exit,

Oth. Your napkin 14 is too little;

[She drops ber bandkerchief.
Let it alone. Come, I'll go in with you.
Def. I am very forry that you are not well.
[Exeunt Def and Oib,
Emil. 1 am glad, I have found this napkin;'
This was her first remembrance from the Moor:
My wayward husband hath a hundred times
Woo'd me to fteal it; but the fo loves the token,
(For he conju'd her, the should ever keep it)
That the referves it evermore about her,
To kifs and talk to. I'll have the work ta'en out,
And give it lago :

What he'll do with it, heaven knows, not 1;
I nothing but to please his phantafy.

Enter lago.

Jago. How now ? what do you here alone?

3. A rank best means,

fues, for conclufions. 2 Iago means, "Should you do fo, my lord, my words would be attended by fuch an infamous degree of fuccefs, as my thoughts do not even aim at. will, is felf-will overgrown and exuberant. 4 i. e. You shall discover whether he thinks his his molt powerful intereft, is by the folicitation of your lady. si. c. preis hard his re-admiffion to his pay and office. Entertainment was the military terin for admiffion of fuldters. difruft my ability to contain my paffion. 7 Learned, for experienced.

6. e. do not

A haggard hawk is

a wild hawk, a lawk difficult to be reclaim'd. It appears alio, that haggard was a term of reproach fometimes applied to a wanton. 9 Jeffes are fhort ftraps of leather tied about the foot of a hawk, by which he is held on the fift. 10 Dr. Johufon obferves, that the falconers always let fly the hawk against the wind; if the flies with the wind behind her, the feldom returns. If therefore a hawk was for any reafon to be difmiffed, he was let down the wind, and from that time shifted for herfelf, and prey'd at fortune. 1 i. e. men of intrigue. 12 In allution, according to Dr. Johnfon, to a barbed or forked arrow, which, once infixed, cannot be extracted. Or, according to Dr. Percy, the forked plague may inean the cuckold's horns. 13 The generous iflanders are the islanders

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