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Caf. You advife me well. lago. I proteft, in the fincerity of love, and honeft kindness.
Caf. I think it freely; and, betimes in the morning, I will beseech the virtuous Desdemona 5 to undertake for me: I am desperate of my fortunes, if they check me here.
Iago. You are in the right. Good night, lieutenant; I muft to the watch.
Caf. Good night, honest Iago.
[Exit Caffio. Iago. And what's he then, that says-I play the villain?
When this advice is free 1 I give, and honest,
In any honeft fuit; fhe's fram'd as fruitful
That she may make, unmake, do what she lift,
She shall undo her credit with the Moor.
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 iffue 10 will be-I shall have fo 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? 15 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 Caffio: 20 Though other things grow fair against the fun, Yet fruits, that blossom first, will first be ripe: Content thyfelf a while.-By the mafs, 'tis morning:
Pleasure, and action, make the hours seem short.25 Retire thee; go where thou art billeted: Away, I fay; thou shalt know more hereafter: Nay, get thee gone.-[Exit Roderige.
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Myfelf, the while, will draw the Moor apart,
that I know. But, mafters, here's money for you: and the general so likes your mufic, that he 45 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 heard, to 't again: but, as they say, to hear mufic, 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 honest friend? Clown. No, I hear not your honeft friend; I hear you.
Caf. Pr'ythee, keep up thy quillets. There's a poor piece of gold for thee: if the gentlewoman
1i.e. has an appearance of honeft openness, of elements, out of which all things are produced. Peftilence, for poifon. 5 That is, recals him. 7 The venereal difeafe first appeared at the fiege of Naples.
2 Liberal, bountiful, as the
3 i. e. a courfe level, and even with his defign. 6 A metaphor from taking birds in meshes.
that attends the general's wife, be stirring, tell her, there's one Caffio entreats her a little favour of speech: Wilt thou do this?
Clown. She is stirring, fir; if she will stir hither, I shall seem to notify unto her. [Exit Clown.
Caf. Do, good my friend.—In happy time, Iago.
Iago. I'll fend her to you prefently:
Caf. I humbly thank you for 't. I never knew
Emil. Good morrow, good lieutenant: I am
Caf. Ay, but, lady,
That policy may either last so long,
15 Or feed upon fuch nice and waterish diet,
Def. Do not doubt that; before Æmilia here,
For your displeasure; but all will foon be well.
And needs no other fuitor, but his likings,
Caf. Yet, I beseech you,
If you think fit, or that it may be done,-
Emil. Pray you, come in;
I will beftow you where you shall have time
Caf. I am much bound to you.
A Room in the Caftie.
Enter Othello, Iago, and Gentlemen.
To the laft article: my lord fhall never reft;
His bed shall seem a school, his board a shrift;
Enter Othello, and Iago, at a distance.
Caf. Madam, I'll take my leave.
Def. Why, stay, and hear me speak.
Caf. Madam, not now; I am very ill at eafe,
35 Unfit for mine own purposes.
Oth. These letters give, Iago, to the pilot; And, by him, do my duties to the state: That done, I will be walking on the works, Repair there to me.
Lago. Well, my good lord, I'll do 't.
Def. Well, do your difcretion.
If I have any grace, or power to move you,
For, if he be not one that truly loves you,
Æmil. Good madam, do; I know it grieves my 60 As if the cafe were his.
■ It is faid, that the ferocity of dued by keeping them from sleep.
I pr'ythee, call him back.
Oth. Went he hence now?
Def. Ay, footh; fo humbled,
That he hath left part of his grief with me,
Ob. Not now, fweet Defdemona; fome other
Def. But shall 't be shortly?
Otb. No, not to-night.
Def. To-morrow dinner then?
Oth. I fhall not dine at home.
I meet the captains at the citadel.
Def. Why then, to-morrow night; or Tuefday 10
(Save that, they fay, the wars must make ex-15
Out of their best) is not almost a fault
To incur a private check: When shall he come?
[time, That came a-wooing with you; and fo many a When I have spoke of you dispraisingly, Hath ta'en your part; to have so much to do To bring him in! Trust me, I could do much,Orb. Pr'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,
Oth. I will deny thee nothing:
Def. Shall I deny you? no: Farewel, my lord. Otb. Farewel, my Desdemona: I will come to thee ftraight. [teach you; Def. Æmilia, come:Be it as your fancies Whate'er you be, I am obedient.
[Exit with Emil. Otb. Excellent wretch 3! Perdition catch my foul, But I do love thee! and when I love thee not,
Iago. But for a fatisfaction of my thought; No further harm.
Oth. Why of thy thought, Iago?
Iago. I did not think, he had been acquainted
Oth. O yes; and went between us very oft, Iago. Indeed?
Otb. Indeed! ay, indeed;—Difcern'st thou aught in that?
Is he not honeft?
Iago. Honeft, my lord?
Oth. Honeft! ay, honeft.
Iago. My lord, for aught I know.
Otb. Think, my lord;-By heaven, he echoes As if there were fome monfter in his thought, Too hideous to be fhewn.-Thou doft mean fomething:
20I heard thee fay but now,-Thou lik'dft not that,
25 And didft contract and purfe thy brow together,
Iago. My lord, you know I love you.
Oth. I think, thou do'ft;
And, for I know thou art full of love and ho
[breath,And weigh'ft thy words before thou giv'ft them Therefore thefe ftops of thine fright me the more: 35 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.
Iago. For Michael Caffio,
40I dare be fworn, I think that he is honeft. Otb. I think fo too.
Iago. Men fhould be what they seem ; Or, thofe that be not, 'would they might feem none 6 !
Oth. Certain, men should be what they feem. Lago. Why then, I think Caffio's an honeft
Otb. Nay, yet there's more in this:
I pray thee, fpeak to me as to thy thinkings,
The worst of words.
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.
To hefitate, to stand in fufpence. 2 i. e. of weight. 3 The word wretch, in fome parts of England, is a term of the fofteft and fondeft tenderness. It expreffes the utmoft degree of amiablenefs, joined with an idea, which perhaps all tenderness includes, of feebleness, foftnefs, and want of protection. 4 i. e. When I ceafe to love thee, the world is at an end; i. e. there remains nothing valuable or important. 5 i. e. occult and fecret accufations, working involuntarily from the beart, which though refolved to conceal the fault, cannot rule its paffion of refentment. 6i. c. would they might us
longer feem, or bear the shape of men,
Utter my thoughts? Why, fay, they are vile and
As where's that palace, whereinto foul things
Keep leets, and law-days, and in feffion fit
Oth. Thou doft conspire against thy friend, Iago,
Iago. I do befeech you,
[Think'ft thou, I'd make a life of jealousy, 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, 5 When I fhall turn the bufinefs of my foul To fuch exfuffolate and blown furmises 5, Matching thy inference. "Tis not to make me jealous,
Though I-perchance, am vicious in my guess 2,
Oth. What doft thou mean?
Jago. Good name, in man and woman, dear my lord,
Is the immediate jewel of their fouls:
Who fteals my purse, steals trash; 'tis fomething,
'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
Oth. By heaven, I'll know thy thought.
Nor fhall not, whilft 'tis in my cuftody.
Iago. O, beware, my lord, of jealousy;
Lago. Poor, and content, is rich, and rich enough;
Orb. Why? why is this?
To fay-my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company,
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
I humbly do befeech you of your pardon,
For too much loving you.
Orb. I am bound to thee for ever.
Iago. I fee, this hath a little dash'd your fpirits,
Iago. Trust me, I fear it has.
hope, you will confider, what is fpoke
Comes from my love :-But, I do fee, you are
I 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 mind, to enquire of the offences apprehended? 2 i. e. am apt to put the worst construction on every thing. i. e. loaths that which nourishes and fuftains it. This being a miferable state, Iago bids him beware of it. 4 i. e. unbounded, endlefs, unnumbered treasures. 5 The allufion is to a bubble. Self-bounty, for inherent generosity. 7 Dr. Johnson obferves, that "this and the following argument of Iago ought to be deeply impreffed on every reader. Deceit and falfhood, whatever conveniencies they may for a time promise or produce, are, in the fum of life, obftacles to happinefs. Those who profit by the cheat, diftrust 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 strength against the imprudent generosity of disproportionate marriages. When the first heat of paffion is over, it is easily fucceeded by fufpicion, that the fame violence of inclination, which caused one irregularity, may stimulate to another; and those who have fhewn, that their paffions are too powerful for their prudence, will, with very flight appearances against them, be cenfured, as not very likely to restrain them by their virtue. Clofe as oak, means, clafe as the grain of the oak. To feel is an expreffion 3Y 3
taken from falconry.
And knows all qualities, with a learned spirit, Of human dealings: If I do prove her haggard, Though that her jeffles were my dear heart-strings, I'd whistle her off, and let her down the wind, 5 To prey at fortune 10. Haply, for I am black; And have not those soft parts of conversation 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 Muft be-to loath her. O 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' ufes. Yet, 'tis the plague of great ones; Prerogativ'd are they lefs than the base: 'Tis destiny unshunnable, like death; Even then this forked plague 12 is fated to us, When we do quicken. Defdemona comes: Enter Desdemona and Æmilia. If fhe be falfe, O, then heaven mocks itself!I'll not believe it.
Otb. And yet, how nature erring from itself,-
Not to affect many proposed matches,
Oth. 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. Otb. Why did I marry?-This honeft creature, doubtless, [folds.
Def. How now, my dear Othello? Your dinner, and the generous islanders 13 25 By you invited, do attend your prefence. Oth. I am to blame.
Sees and knows more, much more, than he unIago. My lord,-I would, I might entreat your honour
To scan this thing no further; leave it to time:
Iago. I once more take my leave.
Def. Why is your speech so faint? are you not
Let me but bind it hard, within this hour
Oth. Your napkin 14 is too little;
[She drops ber bandkerchief. 35 Let it alone. Come, I'll go in with you. Def. I am very forry that you are not well, [Exeunt Def. and Orb.
Emil. I am glad, I have found this napkin; This was her first remembrance from the Moor: 40 My wayward husband hath a hundred times
Woo'd me to fteal it; but the fo loves the token, (For he conjur'd her, she should ever keep it) That the referves it evermore about her, To kifs and talk to. I'll have the work ta'en out, 45 And give it Iago:
What he'll do with it, heaven knows, not I;
Iago. How now? what do you here alone?
fues, for conclufions. Iago means, "Should you do fo, my lord, my words would be attended by fuch infamous degree of fuccefs, as my thoughts do not even aim at."
3 A rank wil,
is felf-will overgrown and exuberant. 4 i. e. You fhall difcover whether he thinks his best means, his moft powerful intereft, is by the folicitation of your lady. 5 i. e. prefs hard his re-admiffion to his pay and office. Entertainment was the military term for admiffion of foldiers.
6 i. e. do not
diftruft my ability to contain my passion. 7 Learned, for experienced. 8 A baggard hawk is a wild hawk, a bawk difficult to be reclaim'd. It appears alfo, that baggard was a term of reproach fometimes applied to a wanton. 9 Jesses are short ftraps of leather tied about the foot of a hawk, by which the is held on the fift. 10 Dr. Johnson obferves, that the falconers always let fly the hawk
If therefore a hawk was
against the wind, if the flies with the wind behind her, the feldom returns. for any reafon to be difmiffed, fhe was let down the wind, and from that time shifted for herself, and prey'd at fortune, 11 i, e. men of intrigue. 12 In allusion, 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 mean the cuckold's borns. *3 The generous iflanders are the islanders of rank, difunction, your pocket handkerchief,