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Some horrible conceit, if thou dost love me,
Shew me thy thought.

1.ago. My lord, you know, I love you.

Oth. I think thou doeft :
And for I know, thou art full of love and honesty,
And weigh'st thy words before thou giv'it them

breath,
Therefore these stops of thine fright me the more.
For such things, in a false disloyal knave,
Are tricks of custom; but, in a man that's just,
They're cold dilations working from the heart,
That paflion cannot rule.

Iago. For Michael Casio,
I dare be sworn, I think, that he is honet.

Oth. I think so too.

Iago. Men should be what they seem.
Or, those that be not,'would they might seem knaves!

Oth. Certain, men should be what they feem.
lago. Why, then, I think, Casio's an honest man.

Oth. Nay, yet there's more in this; 1

pray thee, speak to me as to thy thinkings,
As thou dost ruminate; and give thy worst of thoughts
The worst of words.

lago. Good my lord, pardon me.
Tho' I am bound to every act of duty,
I am not bound to that, all flaves are free to ;
Utter my thoughts !- Why, fay, they're vile and

false;
As where's that Palace, whereinto foul things
Sometimes intrude not? who bas a breast fo pure,
But some uncleanly apprehensions
Keep leets and law-days, and in sessions lit
With meditations lawful ?

Oth. Thou doit conspire against thy friend, Iago,
If thou but think'st him wrong'd, and mak'st his ear
A franger to thy thoughts.

lago. I do beseech you, Think I, perchance, am vicious in my guess,

(As,

(As, I confess, it is my nature's plague
To spy into abuse; and oft my jealousy
Shapes faults that are not;) I intreat you then,
From one that so imperfe&ly conje&s,
Your wisdom would not build yourself a trouble
Out of my scattering and unsure observance :
It were not for your quiet, nor your good,
Nor for my manhood, honefty, and wisdom,
To let you know my thoughts.

Oth. What doft thou mean?
lago. Good name in man and woman, dear

my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls. Who steals my purse, steals trash; 'tis something,

nothing; 'Twas mine, 'tis his; and has been fave to thou

sands;

in

your hand;

But he, that filches from me my good name,
Robs me of That, which not enriches him,
And makes me poor indeed.

Oth. I'll know thy thoughts

Iago. You cannot, if my heart were Nor shall not, whilst 'tis in my custody.

Oth. Ha!

lago. Oh, beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is a green-ey'd monster, which doth móc The meat it feeds on. That cuckold lives in bliss. Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger; But, oh, what damned minutes tells he o'er, Who dotes, yet doubts ; fufpe&s, yet strongly loves !

Oth. O misery!

Iago. Poor, and content, is rich, and rich enough ;
But riches endless, is as poor as winter,
To him that ever fears he shall be poor.
Good heaven! the souls of all my tribe defend
From jealousy!

Oth. Why? wly is this ?
Think'st thou, I'd make a life of jealousy ?
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To follow still the changes of the moon
With fresh suspicions ? No; to be once in doubt,
Is once to be resolvd. Exchange me for a goat,
When I shall turn the business of my soul
To such exsuffolate and blown surmisos,
Matching thy inference. 'Tis not to make me jealous,
To say, my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company,
Is free of speech, fings, plays, and dances well;
Where virtue is, these make more virtuous.
Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw
The smallest fear, or doubt of her revolt;
For she had eyes, and chose me. No, lago,
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

lago. I'm glad of this ; for now I shall have reason
To fhew the love and duty that I bear you
With franker spirit. Therefore, as I'm bound,
Receive it from me. I speak not yet of proof.
Look to your wife, observe her well with Cassio;
Wear your eye, thus : not jealous, nor secure ;
I would not have your free and noble nature
Out of self-bounty be abus'd ; look to't.
I know our country disposition well;
In Venice they do let heav'n see the pranks,
They dare not shew their husbands; their best con-

science Is not to leave't undone, but keep’t unknown.

Oth. Dost thou say so?

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

Oth. And so she did.

Iago. Go to then; She, that, so young, could give out such a seeming To seal her father's eyes up,

close

as oakHe thought, 'twas witchcraft---but I'm much to blame :

I humbly

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

Oth. I'm bound to you for ever.
Iago. I see, this hath a little dalh'd your fpirits.
Oth. Not a jot, not a jot.

Iago. Trust me, I fear, it has ;
I hope, you will consider, what is spoke
Comes from my love. But I do fee, you're moy'd
I am to pray you, not to strain my speech
To grosser issues, nor to larger reach,
Than to suspicion.

Oth. I will not.

Iago. Should you do so, my lord, My speech would fall into such vile Success, Which my thoughts aim not at. Caffio's my worthy

friend.
My lord, I fce, you're mov'd-

Oth. No, not much mov'd-
I do not think, but Desdemona's honest.

Iago. Long live she fo!and long live you to think so!
Oth. And yet, how nature erring from itself-
Iago. Ay, there's the point;as (to be bold

with you)
Not to affeat many proposed matches
Of her own climae, complexion and degree;
Whereto. we see in all things Nature tends :
Foh! one may sınell, in fuch, a will moft rank,
Foul disproportions, thoughts unnatural.
But, pardon me, I do not in position
Distinąly speak of her ; tho' I may fear,
Her will, recoiling to her better judgment,
May fall to match you with her country forms,
And, haply, fo repent.

Oth. Farewel, farewel;
If more thou dost perceive, let me know more:
Set on thy wife t'observe. Leave me, lago.
Iago. My lord, I take my leave.

(Going. Oth. Why did I marry ?S 3

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This honeft creature, doubtless,
Sees and knows more, much more, then he unfolds.
lago. My lord, I would, I might entreat your

Honour
To scan this thing no farther ; leave it to time:
Altho' 'tis fit that Caffio have his place,
For, sure, he fills it up with great ability;
Yet if you please to hold him off a while,
You shall by that perceive him, and his means;
Note, if your lady strain his entertainment
With any strong, or vehement importunity;
Much will be seen in That. In the mean time,
Let me be thought too busy in my fears,
As worthy cause I have to fear, I am ;)
And hold 'her free, I do beseech your Honour.

Oth. Fear not my government.
Iago. I once more take my

leave. (Exil.
SCENE VI.

Manet Othello.
Oth. THIS fellow's of exceeding honesty,

And knows all qualities, with a learned spirit,
Of human dealings. If I prove her haggard,
Tho' that her jesles were my dear heart-strings,
I'd whistle her off, and let her down the wind
To prey at fortune. Haply, for I'm black,
And have not those soft parts of conversation
That chamberers 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. Oh the curse of marriage !
That we can call these delicate creatures ours,
And not their appetites! I had rather be a toad,
And live upon the vapour of a dungeon,
Than keep a corner in the thing I love,
For others' use. Yet 'tis the plague of Great ones;
Prerogativ'd are they less than the base;

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