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To bring him in. Trust me, I could do much,Oth. Pr'ythee, no more: let him come when he will;
I will deny thee nothing.
To your own person: Nay, when I have a suit,
Oth. I will deny thee nothing: Whereon, I do beseech thee, grant me this, To leave me but a little to myself.
Des. Shall I deny you? no: Farewell, my lord. Oth. Farewell, my Desdemona: I will come to thee straight.
Des. Emilia, come:-Be it as your fancies teach you; Whate'er you be, I am obedient.
[Exit, with EMILIA. Oth. Excellent wretch !3 Perdition catch my soul, But I do love thee! and when I love thee not,
Chaos is come again.
Iago. My noble lord,
What dost thou say, Iago? lago. Did Michael Cassio, when you woo'd my lady, Know of your love?
Oth. He did, from first to last: Why dost thou ask?
-full of poize-] i. e. of weight.
9 Excellent wretch!] The meaning of the word wretch, is not generally understood. It is now, in some parts of England, a term of the softest and fondest tenderness. It expresses the utmost degree of amiableness, joined with an idea which perhaps all tenderness includes, of feebleness, softness, and want of protection.
Iago. But for a satisfaction of my thought; No further harm.
Why of thy thought, Iago?
lago. I did not think, he had been acquainted with her.
Oth. O, yes; and went between us very oft.
Oth. Indeed! ay, indeed:-Discern'st thou aught in that?
Is he not honest?
Honest, my lord?
Iago. My lord, for aught I know.
Think, my lord?
Think, my lord!
By heaven, he echoes me,
I heard thee say but now,-Thou lik'dst not that,
Tago. My lord, you know I love you.
Oth. I think, thou dost; And, for I know thou art full of love and honesty, And weigh'st thy words before thou giv'st them breath,
Therefore these stops of thine fright me the more:
They are close denotements, working from the heart, That passion cannot rule.*
I dare be sworn, I think that he is honest.
Oth. I think so too.
For Michael Cassio;
Men should be what they seem;
Or, those that be not, 'would they might seem none! Oth. Certain, men should be what they seem. Why then,
I think that Cassio is an honest man.
Oth. Nay, yet there's more in this:
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; Though I am bound to every act of duty, I am not bound to that all slaves are free to.5
Utter my thoughts? Why, say, they are vile and false,
As where's that palace, whereinto foul things
Oth. Thou dost conspire against thy friend, Iago, If thou but think'st him wrong'd, and mak'st his ear A stranger to thy thoughts.
I do beseech you,
They are close denotements, working from the heart,
That passion cannot rule.] i. e, indications, or recoveries, not openly revealed, but involuntarily working from the heart, which cannot rule and suppress its feelings.
to that all slaves are free to.] I am not bound to do that, which even slaves are not bound to do.
Shapes faults that are not,-I entreat you then,
What dost thou mean? Iago. 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 slave to thousands;
Oth. By heaven, I'll know thy thought.
Iago. O, beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-ey'd monster, which doth mock The meat it feeds on: That cuckold lives in bliss, Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger; But, O, what damned minutes tells he o'er, Who dotes, yet doubts; suspects, yet strongly loves! Oth. O misery!
Iago. Poor, and content, is rich, and rich enough;
conjects,] To conject, i. e. to conjecture, is a word used by other writers.
which doth mock
The meat it feeds on:] i. e. loaths that which nourishes and sustains it. But others read,
which doth make
The meat it feeds on.
Implying that its suspicions are unreal and groundless, which is the very contrary to what he would here make his general think.
But riches, fineless, is as poor as winter,
poor:Good heaven, the souls of all my tribe defend From jealousy!
To say my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company,
Iago. I am glad of this; for now I shall have rea
To show the love and duty that I bear
* But riches, fineless,] Unbounded, endless, unnumbered.
To such exsufflicate-] Whether our poet had any authority for the word exsufflicate, which I think is used in the sense of swollen, and appears to have been formed from sufflatus, I am unable to ascertain: but I have not thought it safe to substitute for it another word equally unauthorised. MALONE.
Matching thy inference.] That is, such as you have mentioned in describing the torments of jealousy.
2 Where virtue is, these are more virtuous:] An action in itself indifferent, grows virtuous by its end and application.