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There are many evens in the womb of time,

which will be delivered. Traverle; go; provide thy money. We will have more of this, to-morrow. Adieu.

Sod. Where shall tve meet i' the morning?

I.igo. At my lodging.

Sad. I'll be with, thee betimes.

I"ga. Go to; farewel. I>o you hear, Roderigo i

Sod. Wliat fay you?

iugo. No more of drowning, do voa hear. • Jii.1. I am chan-j'd. I'll go fell all my land.

lago. Go to; farewel; put moo.ey enough in your purse. [Exit Radii igt.

Thus do 1 ever make my fool my purse:
For I mine own gain'd knowledge should profane,
If I should time expend with such a snipe.
But for my sport, and prosit. 1 hate the Moor;
And it is thought abroad, that 'twixt my sheets

He has done roy office; I know not, if "t be true;

But I for mere suspicion "in that kind,

Will do, as if for surety. He holds me well j

The better (hall my purpose work on him.

Callio's a proper man: Let me fee now;

To get his place, and to plume up my will,

A double knavery,—How ? how f—Let me fee:—«

After some time, to abuse Othello's ear.

That he is too familiar with his wife :—

He hath a person, and a smooth dispose,

To be suspected j fram'd to make women false.

The Moor is of a free and open nature,

That thinks men honest, that but seem to be so;

A id will K tenderly be led by the nose,

As isses are.

I have't j—it is engendered: Hell and night Must bring this monstrous birth to the world*! light. [Exit.

ACT II.

SCENE I.

The Capital of Cyprus.
A Platform.
Enter Montana, and two Gentlemen.

Mont. \\ 7 HAT from the cape can you discern
W at sear [flood j

I Gent. Nothing at all: it is a high-wrought 1 cannot, 'twixt the heaven and the main, Descry n sail. [land;

Mont. Methinks, the wind hath s|»ke aloud at A fuller blast ne'er shook our battlements: If it hath nithan'd so upon the sea, What libs of oak, when mountains melt on them, Can huid the mortice? What shall we hear of this?

i Gent. A segregation of the Turkish fleet: For do hut stand upon the foaming Ihore, The chiding billow seems to pelt the clouds; The wind-shak'd surge, with high and monstrous Seems to cast water un the burning bear, [main, And quench the guards of the ever-fixed pole 1: I never did like molestation view On the enchased fl'/od.

AW. If tliat the Turkish fleet Be not inshelter'd, and embay'd, they are drown'd; It is impossible they hear it out.

Enten a ibh d Gentleman.

3 Gent. News, lords! our wars are done:
Tile desperate tempest hath so bang'd the Turks,
That their desigiiment halts: A noble ship of
Venice

Hath seen a grievous wreck and sufferance
On most part of their fleet.

Mont. How! is this true >

I G:nt. The ship is here put in,
A Veronese 2: Michael Casio,
Lieutenant to the warlike Moor, Othello,
Is come on shore; the Moor himself's at sea,
And is in full commission here for Cyprus.

Mont. I am glad on't; 'tis a worthy governor.

3 Gent. But this fame Cailio,—though he speak of comfort,

Touching the Turkish loft,—yet he looks sadly, And prays the Moor be safe; for they were parted With foul and violent tempest.

Mont. Pray heaven he be; For 1 have serv'd him, and the man commands Like a full soldier. Let's to the sea-side, ho! As well to see the vessel that's come in, As to throw out our eyes for brave Othello; Even 'till we make the main, and the aerial blue, An indistinct regard.

Gent. Come, let's do so: for every minutj is expectancy Of more arrivance.

Enter Cafiio.

Cas. Thanks to the valiant of this warlike isle, Tliat so approve the Moor; O let the heavens Give him defence against the elements, For I have lost him on a dangerous sea!

AW. Is he well shipp'd >

Cas. His bark is stoutly timber'd, and liis^pilot Of very expert and appror*d allowance * j Therefore my hopes, not surfeited to death, Stand in bold cure *.

Within."] A sail, a sail, a sail!

1 Alluding to the star ArRopkylax. 1 By a Veronese a ship of Verona is denoted. 3 Expert «id appnv'd allowance is put for allow'd and appm'd expertness. * The meaning, Mr. StcevciK thinks, is, Tiiertlorc, my hopes, not being dcltreycd by their own excess, but being reasonable aud moderate, arc likely to be fulfilled.

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Cas. What noise}

Gtni. The town is empty; on the brow o'the sea Stand ranks of people* and they cry—a fail.

Cas. My hopes do shape him for the governor

Gent. They do discharge their shot of courtesy; Our friends, at least. [Guns bc.ird.

Cas. I pray yon, sir, go forth,
And give us truth who 'tis that is arrived.

Gent. Ilhall. [Exit.

Mont. But, good lieutenant, is your gener.il wiv'd f

Cas. Most fortunately : he hath atchiev'd a maid
That paragons description, and wild fame;
One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens,
And, in the ellential vesture of creation,
Does bear all excellency —How now i who has
put in )

Re-enter Gentleman,
Gent. 'Tis one Iago, ancient to the general.
Cas. He has had most favourable and happy
speed:

Tcmpcststhemselves, high seas, and howling winds;
The gutter'd rocks, and congregated sands,—
Traitors enstcep'd to clog the guiltless keel,—
As luving fense of beautyt do omit
Their mortal natures, letting go safely by
The divine Desdemona.

Mont. What is she? [captain,

Cas. She that I spake of, our great captain's
Left in the conduct of the bold Iago i
Whose footing here anticipates our thoughts,
A se'nnight's speed.—Great Jove, Othello guard,
And swell his fail with thine own powerful breath j
That he may bid's this bay with his tall ship,
Make love's quick pants in Desdemona's arms,
Give renew'd lire to our extincted spirits,
And bring all Cyprus comfort! O, behold,

Enter Dsdtmona, lagot Rodoigo, and Æm'Uia.
The riches of the ship is come on Ihore !—
Ye men of Cyprus, let her liave your knees:
Hail to thee, lady! and the grace of heaven,
Before, behind thee, and on every hand,
Enwhetl thee round!

Des. I thank you, valiant Caliio.
What tidings can you tell me of my lord >

Cas. He is not yet arriv'd; nor know I aught But that he's well, aud will be shortly here.

Des. O, but I fear;—How lost you company }

Cas. The great contention of the sea and skies Parted our fellowship: But, hark I a sail.

iritbin.'] A sail, a sail! [G»« beard.

Gent. They give tliis greeting to the citadel; This likewise is a friend.

Cas. See for the news.— \An attendant goes out.

Good ancient, you are welcome j Welcome,

mistress. [To Æmilta.

Let it not gall your patience, good Iago,
That I extend my manners j 'tis my breeding
Tliat gives me this bold shew of courtesy.

[Kijit her.

lag*. Sir, would she give you so much at Ut

lips,

As of her tongue she oft bestow? on me,
You'd have enough.

Des. Alas, (he has no speech.

lags. In faith, too much;
I find it still, when I have list to sleep;
Marry, before your ladyship, I grant,
She puts her tongue a little in her heart,
And chides with thinking.

ÆrniL You have little cause td say so.

Iago. Come on, come on j you are pictures oat of doors,

Bells in your parlours, wild cats in your kitchens, Saints in your injuries, devils being offended, Players in your housewifery, and housewives a your beds.

Dis. O, fie upon thee, slanderer!

Iago. Nay, it is true, or else I am Turk; You rise to play, and go to bed to work.

Æmil. You (hall not write my praise.

Iago. No, let me not.

Des. What wouldst thou write of roe, if thou

shouldst praiie me? Iago. O gentle lady, do not put me to't 5 For I am nothing, if not critical *.

Des. Come on, allay: -There's one gone to

the harbour I Iago. Ay, madam.

Des. I am not meri7; but I do beguile The thing I am, by seeming otherwise.— Come, how wouldst thou praise me?

Iigo. I am about it; but, indeed, my invention Comes from my pate, as bird-lirae does from frize, It plucks out brains and all: But my mule labour?, And thus (he is deliver'd.

If the be fair and wife,—fairness, and wit, The one's for use, the other useth it. Des. Well praii'd! How if she be black and witty?

Iago. If she be black, and thcieto have a wit, She'll sind a vvlute that (hall her blackness fit.

Drs. Worse and worse.

Æmil. How, if fair and foolish }

Iago. She never yet was foolish that was fair;

For even her folly help'd her to an heir. Des. These are old fond paradoxes, to make fools laugh i'the alehouse. What miserable praise halt tliou for her that's foul and foolish?

/ago. There's none so foul, and foolilh thereunto, But does foul pranks which fair and wife ones do.'

Des. O heavy ignorance!—thou praifest the worst belt. But what praise couldst thou bestow on a deserving woman indeed? one, that, in the authority of her merit, did justly put on the 1 of very malice itleif * r

1 That is, She excels the praises of invention, and in reel (the author seeming to use efential for rttt] qualities, with which (rtatton has invested her ; tears all excellency. » That is, censorious. 3 0:Johnson saya, Tcfui tin the titucli ej malice, is to illume a character vouched by ibe testimony ol malice itself.

fan. She that was ever fair, and never proud;

Had tongue at willy and yet was never loud:
Never lacK'd gold, and yet went never gay;
Fled from her wish, and yet said,—sow /

may; [nigh,
She that, being angerM, her revenge being
Bade her wrong ttiy, and her displeasure

fly i

She that in wisdom never was so frail,
To change the cod's head for the salmon

tail 1; [mind
She that could think, and ne'er disclose her
See suitors following, and not look behind
She was a wiglit,—if ever such wight

were,— Pis. To do what?

Iago. To suckle fools, and chronicle small beer
Des. O molt lame and impotent conclusion !-

Po not learn of him, Ænnlia, though he be thy

husband.—How say you, Calsio? is lie not a molt

profane 1 and liberal 4 counsellor?

Cas. He speaks home, madam; you may relish

him more in the soldier, than in the scholar

And this, and this, the greatest discords be

lago. [sJjiitc.'] He takes her by the palm: Ay well said, whisper: with as little a web as tin will 1 ensnare as great a tiy as Callio. Ay smile upon her, do; I will gyve5 thee in thine own courtship. You say true i 'tis so, indeed if such tricks as these strip you out of your lieu tenantry, it had been better you had not kiss'd your tliree fingers so oft, which now again you are most apt lo play the sit iu. Very good; well kiss'd! an excellent courtesy 1 'US so indeed Vct again your lingers to your lips? 'would, they Were clyster-pipes for your lake!—- [Ttumfut The Moor,—1 know his trumpet. Cas. 'Tis truly l'oi

Dts. Let's meet him, and receive liim.

Cas Lo, where he conies! ,

Enter Othello, ani{ Attendant;.

Oth. O my fair warrior!

Des. My dear Othello!

Oib. It gives me wonder great as my content,
To fee you here before me. O my foul's joy!
If after every tempest come such calmness,
May the winds blow till they have waken'd death!
And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas,
Olympus high; and duck again as low
As hell's from heaven! If it were now to die,
'Twere now to be most happy ; for, I fear,
My fool hath lier content so absolute,
That not another comfort like to this
Succeeds in unknown fate.

Dis. The heavens forbid,
But tliat our loves and comforts should encrease,
Even as our days do grow!

Oth. Amen to tliat, sw«et powers I —
I cannot speak enough of this content,
It stops me here , it is too much of joy;

1 i. e. to exchange a delicacy for coarser fare. 1 i. e. to keep the account! os a household. 3 i. c. gross of language, of expression broad and brutal. * i.e. a licentious talker.- S i.e. catch shackle. 6 i. c. out os method, without any fettled order of discourse. 7 }. r. the place where the gu ud muslcrs. 8 i. e. on thy mouth, to Hop it while thou art listening to a wiser man. * Minds not yet fully formed.

Rod.

That e'er our hearts shall make!

lago. O, you are well tun'd now!
But I'll let down the pegs that make this music,
As honest as I am. {Aside,

Oth. Come, let us to the castle.—
News, friends; our wars are done, the Turks

are drown'd.
How do our old acquaintance of this isle ?—
Honey, you lhall be well desir'd in Cyprus,
I have found great love amongst them. O my sweet,
1 prattle out of fashion 6, and I dote
hi mine own comforts.—I pr'ythee, good lago,
Go to the bay, and disembark my cotters:
Bring thou the master to the citadel;
He is a good one, and his worthiness
Does challenge much respect.—Come, Defdemona,
Once more well met at Cyprus.

[Exeunt Othello, Defdemona, and Attendants, lago. Do thou meet me presently at the harbour. Come hither. If thou be'st valiant j as (they fay) base men, being in love, have then a nobility in their natures more than is native to them,—lift me. The lieutenant to-night watches on the court of guard I :—First, I must tell thee this, Defdemona is directly in love with him. Rod. With him! why, 'tis not poflible. lago. Lay thy finger—thus8, and let thy foul be instructed. Mark me with what violence she first lov'd the Moor, but for bragging, and telling her fantastical lies: And will she love him still for prating? let not thy discreet heart think it. Her eye mult be fed j and what delight shall she have to look on the devil? When the blood is made dull with the act of sport, there should be,— again to inflame it, and to give satiety a fresh appetite,—loveliness in favour; sympathy in years, . manners, and beauties i all which the Moor is defective in: Now, for want of these required conveniences, her delicate tenderness will find itself bns'd, begin to heave the gorge, disrelish and abler the Moor; very nature will instruct her in and compel her to some second choice. Now, sir, this granted, (as it is a molt pregnant and nnfore'd position) who stands so eminently in the degree of this fortune, as Cassio does; a knave very voluble; no farther conscionable, than in lining on the mere form of civil aud humane seeming, for the better compassing of his salt and most hidden loose affection f Why, none; why, none: A slippery and subtle knave; a finder out f occisions j that has an eye can stamp and counerfeit advantages, though true advantage never irefcnt itself: A devilish knave! Besides, the knave is handsome, young j and hath all those requisites in him, that folly and green minds ' look after: A i«stilcnt complete knave; and the woman hath found him already.

Rod. I cannot believe that in her; she is full off Or, failing so, yet that I put Che Moor

most blcss'd condition 1

I.tfo, Bless'd figs' end! the wine she drinks is made of grapes: if (lie had been bless J, she would never have lov'd the Moor: BielVd pudding! Didlt thou not fee her paddle in tho palm of his hand? didst not mark that?

Red. Yes, that I did; but that was but courtesy.

Iago. Lechery, by this kind! an index, and obscure prologue * to the history «f lust and foul thoughts. They met so near with their lips, that| their breaths emhrac'd togefher. Villainous thoughts, Rouerigo! When these mutualities so marlhal the way, hard at hand comes Che master and main exercise, the incorporate conclusion :J Pish !—But, sir, be you rul'd by me: I liave brought you from Venice. Watch you to-night; for the command, I'll lay't upon you: Caslio knows you not;—I'll not be far from you: Do you find some occasion to anger Caslio, either by speaking too loud, or tainting his discipline 1; or from what other course you please, which the time shall more favourably minister.

Rod. Well.

Ja>%o. Sir, he is rtfh, and very sudden * in choler; and, haply, with his truncheon may strike II you: Provoke him, that lie may: for, even ou' of that; will I causo these of Cypius to mutiny; whose qualification shall come into no true taste 5 again, but by the displanting of Caslio. So shall you have 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 prospe

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Red. I will do this, if you can bring it to any opportunity.

I.igo. I warrant thee. Meet me by and by ai the citadel: I must fetch his necessaries ashore. Parewel.

Rod. Adieu. [Exit.

Iaj". That C.issio loves her, I do well believe it;
That (he loves him, 'tis apt, and of great credit:
,The Moor—howbeitthat I endure him not,—
Is of a constant, loving, ncble nature \
And, 1 dare think, he'll prove to Pei'demona
A most dear husbnnd. Now I do love her too;
>>ot on; of absolute lust, (though, poraJvcnture,
J stand . ceo.r.,Lint for as great a sin)
But partly led to diet my revenge,
For that I do suspect the lusty Moor
Hath leap'd into my scat: The thought whereof
Doth, like a poisonous mineral, gnaw my inwalds:
And nothing can or shall content my foul,
'Till 1 am even with him, wife for wife;

1 i. e. qualities, disposition of mind. * Indexes were formerly prefixed to books. 3 i. e. thmwing a slur upon his discipline. * Sudden, is precipitately violent. * i. c. -vvheje resmiiriruiiii3-! not be so qutlifiei or tempered, as to be n-ill tasted, as nut to retainstrut bitterness. * AuifimS'"1" significant fellow may, in iomc respects, vt i y well he called trash. 1 To trash a hourd is a teim of hunting ihli used in the North, and perhaps not uncommon in other parts o[ trgland. correct, to rait. * A phrase from the art of wrestling 9 Rani, garb may mean I"/'?'

i. e. uitk»vt mincing the matter. Mere in this place signifies tr!:'rt. "That is, tf^i'f*"

so cur flaircm. according to Dr. Johnson; whcicas Mr, Slcevci.s mink:, that wji us enly tatvsijmjed us, ot got rid of our company,

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Her. It is Othello's pleasure, oar noble and valiant general, that, upon certain tidings row ?r. riv'd, importingthemere,cper\lition of the Total! fleet, eveiy man put himself into triumph; (arc to dance, some to make bonfires, each man ■ what sport and revels his addiction leads him; f", besides these beneficial news, it is the crietetir: of his nuptials: So much was bis pleasure ft»«i! be proclaimed. All olfices are open; and theft is full liberty of feasting, from this present hour of sive, 'till the bell hath told eleven. Heaven Met the isle of Cyprus, and our noble genei-al Othelio.

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SCENE III.

The Castle.

Enter Othello, Vtfdemona, Cassia, and .•fttendart'.
Oth. Good Michael, look you to the gnara to-
night:

Let's teach ourselves that honourable stop,
Not to out-sport discretion.

Cas. Iago hath direction what to do;
But, notwithstanding, with my personal eye
Will I look to t.

Oth. Iago is most honest.
Michael, good night: To-niovT w, withTutretf-
liest, '[lose I

Let me have speech with you.—Come, my Cut
The purchase made, the fruits are to ensue;

[fe DÆ**' That prosit's yet to come 'twixt me and you-— Good night. [Examt OtMb av.d Difietm*

Enter Torn. Cas. Welcome, Iago: We must to the wattfc Tarn. Nut this huur, lieutenant; 'tis not ye; ten o'clock: Our general cast tis11 thus early, fat >'* ■1 love of his Desdemona: whom let u; not that

fore blame: he hath not yet made wanton the night with her; and she is i'pcrt for Jove.

Cas. She's a most exquisite lady.

lago. And, I'll warrant her, fall of game.

Cas. Indeed, (he is a molt fresh and delicate creature.

lago. What an eye (he has! methinks, it sounds a parley of provocation.

Cas. An inviting eye; and yet, methinks, right modest.

lago. And, when (he speaks, is it not an alarum to love )

Cits. Slie is, indeed, perfection.

[ago. Well, happiness to their sheets! Come, lieutenant, I have a stoop of wine; and here without are a brace of Cyprus gallants, that would fain have a measure to die health of the black Othello.

Cas. Not to-night, good lago; I have very poor and unhappy brains for drinking: I could well wish courtesy would invent some other custom of j entertainment.

lago. O, they areour friends; but one cup: I'll drink for you.

Cas. I have drunk but one cup to-night, and that was craftily qualified too and, behold, what innovation it makes here; I am unfortunate in the infirmity, and dare not talk my weakness with any more.

Iag.». What, man 1 'tis a night of revels; the 'gallants desire it.

Cas. Where are they f

lago. Here it the door; I pray you, call them in C<°s. I'll do't? but it dislikes me. [ExitCassia lago. If I can fasten but one cup upon him, With that which he hath drunk to-night already, He'll be as full of quarrel and offence As my young mistress' dog. Now, my sick fool, , Roderigo, Whom love hath turn'd almost the wrong side outward,

To DesJemona hath to-night carouz'd
Potations pottle deep; and he's to watch:
Three lads of Cyprus,—noble swelling spirits,
That hold their honours in a wary distance,
The very elements of this warlike isle J,—
Have 1 to-night flulter'd with flowing cups,
And they watch too. Now, 'raungst this flock of

drunkards,
Am I to put our Cassia in some action
That may ostend the isle.—But here they come:
If consequence do but approve my dream,
My boat sails freely, both with wind and stream.
Enter CaJJio, Montana, and Gentlemen.

Cas. 'Fore heaven, they have given me a rouse already.

Mont. Good faith, a little one j not past a pint, As I am a soldier.

lago. Some wine, ho! [lagosmgs

And let me the canakin clinks clink;
wind let me the canakin clink:
A soldier *i a man j
A Uses but a spun;
Why then, let a soldier drink.
Some wine, boys 1

Cas. 'Fore heaven, an excellent song. lago. I learn'd it in England, where (indeedj they are most potent in potting: your Dane, your German, and your swag-bellied Hollander,— Drink, ho !—are nothing to your English.

Cas. Is your Englishman so exquisite in l-.'s drinking?

lago. Why, he drinks you, with facility, your Dane dead drunk; he sweats not to overthrow your Almain; he gives your Hollander a vomit, ere the next pottle can be slU'd. Cas. To the health'of our general. Mont. 1 am for it, lieutenant; and I'll do yon justice.

lago. O sw?et England!

4 King Stephen if ar a luorthy peer s,
Hit breeches iojl him but a crown;
lie held them Jix-pence all too dear,

With that be calCd the taylor— 6 loxm.
He was a wight's high renown,

And thou art but of low degree:
"Til pride that pulls the country down.
Then take thine auld cloik about thee.
Some wine,ho!

Cas. Why, this is a more exquisite song than the other.

lago. Will you hear it again? Cas. No; for I hold him to be unworthy of his place, that does those things.—Well,—Heaven '« above all; and there be fouls that must be saved, and there be fowls must not be saved. lago. It's true, good lieutenant. Cas. For mine own part,—no offence to the general, nor any man of quality,—I hope to be saved.

lago. And so I do too, lieutenant.

Cas. Ay, but, by your leave, not before me; the lieutenant is to be saved before the ancient. Let's have no more of this: let's to our affairs.— Forgive us our fins!—Gentlemen, let's look to our business. 'Do not think, gentlemen, I am drunk j this is my ancient;—this is my right hand, and this is my left hand :—I am not drunk now; I can stand well enough, and I speak well enough.

All. Excellent well.

Cas. Why, very well then: you must not think then that I am drunk. [Exit.

Mont. To the platform, masters; come, let's set the watch.

lago. You see this fellow, that is gone before;—■ He is a soldier, fit to stand by Cæsar And give direction : and do but see his vice;

a 5. e. flily mixed with water. * i.e. As quarrelsome as the discordiasimina rerun ; as quick i* opposition as fire and water. 3 A rw/irappearj to be a quantity ot liquor rather too large. * Thrse stanzas are taken from an old song, which the reader will find in Percy's Rclicks of Ancient Poetry. 5 J. a, »- worthy fellow. * i. c. lqrry fellow, paltry wretch.

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