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Enter OTHELLO.
Oth. Well, my good lady :-[Aside.] 0, hard

ness to dissemble ! How do

you,

Desdemona?
Des.

Well, my good lord.
Oth. Give me your hand : This hand is moist,

my lady. Des. It yet has felt no age, nor known no sorrow.

Oth. This argues fruitfulness, and liberal heart;Hot, hot, and moist: This hand of yours requires A sequester from liberty, fasting and prayer, Much castigation, exercise devout;? For here's a young and sweating devil here, That commonly rebels. 'Tis a good hand, A frank one. Des. You

may,

indeed, say so ; For 'twas that hand that gave away my heart. Oth. A liberal hand: The hearts of old, gave

hands : But our new heraldry is—hands, not hearts. Des. I cannot speak of this. Come now your

promise. Oth. What promise, chuck ? Des. I have sent to bid Cassio come speak with

you.
Oth. I have a salt and sullen rheum: offends me ;
Lend me thy handkerchief.
Des.

Here, my lord.
Oth. That which I gave you.
Des.

I have it not about me.
Oth. Not?
Des. No, indeed, my lord.

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exercise devout;] Exercise was the religious term.

salt and sullen rheum —] Sullen, that is, a rheum obstinately troublesome.

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Oth.

That is a fault : That handkerchief Did an Egyptian to my mother give; She was a charmer, and could almost read The thoughts of people: she told her, while she

kept it, 'Twould make her amiable, and subdue

my

father Entirely to her love; but if she lost it, Or made a gift of it, my father's eye Should hold her loathly, and his spirits should hunt After new fancies : She, dying, gave it me; And bid me, when my fate would have me wive, To give it her. I did so: and take heed of't, Make it a darling like your precious eye; To lose or give't away, were such perdition, As nothing else could match. Des.

Is it possible? Oth. 'Tis true : there's magick in the web of it: A sibyl, that had number'd in the world The sun to make two hundred compasses, In her prophetick fury sew'd the work: The worms were hallow'd that did breed the silk; And it was died in mummy,' which the skilful Conserv'd of maidens' hearts. Des.

Indeed ! is't true? Oth. Most veritable ; therefore look to't well. Des. Then 'would to heaven, that I had never

seen it.

Oth. Ha! wherefore ?
Des. Why do you speak so startingly and rash ?'

And it was died in mummy, &c.] The balsamick liquor running from mummies was formerly celebrated for its anti-epileptick virtues. We are now wise enough to know, that the qualities asoribed to it are all imaginary; and yet this fanciful medicine still holds a place in the principal shops where drugs are sold; and it is still much coveted by painters, as a transparent brown colour that throws a warmth into their shadows.

-rash?] Is vehement, violent,

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Oth. Is't lost? is't gone? speak, is it out of the

way?

suit;

Des. Heaven bless us !
Oth.

Say you?
Des. It is not lost; But what an if it were?
Oth. Ha!
Des. I say, it is not lost. .
Oth.

Fetch't, let me see it.
Des. Why, so I can, sir, but I will not now;
This is a trick, to put me from my
I pray, let Cassio be receiv'd again.
Oth. Fetch me that handkerchief: my mind

misgives.
· Des. Come, come;
You'll never meet a more sufficient man.

Oth. The handkerchief,
Des.

I pray, talk me of Cassio.
Oth. The handkerchief,
Des.

A man that, all his time,
Hath founded his good fortune on your love;
Shar'd dangers with you ;
Oth.

The handkerchief,
Des. In sooth,
You are to blame.
Oth.

Away! [Exit OTHELLO. Emil.

Is not this man jealous ? Des. I ne'er saw this before. Sure, there's some wonder in this handkerchief: I am most unhappy in the loss of it.

Emil. 'Tis not a year or two shows us a man : They are all but stomachs, and we all but food; They eat us hungerly, and when they are full, They belch us. Look you! Cassio, and my husband.

Enter Iago and Cassio.

Tago. There is no other way; 'tis she must do't;

with you

And, lo, the happiness! go, and importune her. Des. How now, good Cassio ? what's the news

1? Cas. Madam, my former suit: I do beseech you, That, by your virtuous means, I

may again
Exist, and be a member of his love,
Whom I, with all the duty of my heart,
Entirely honour; I would not be delay’d:
If

my offence be of such mortal kind,
That neither service past, nor present sorrows,
Nor purpos’d merit in futurity,
Can ransome me into his love again,
But to know so must be my benefit ;
So shall I clothe me in a forc'd content,
And shut myself up in some other course,
To fortune's alms.?
Des.

Alas! thrice-gentle Cassio,
My advocation is not now in tune;
My lord is not my lord; nor should I know him,
Were he in favour, as in humour, alter'd.
So help me, every spirit sanctified,
As I have spoken for you all my best,
And stood within the blank of his displeasure,
For my free speech! You must a while be patient:
What I can do, I will; and more I will,
Than for myself I dare: let that suffice

you. Iago. Is my lord angry? Emil.

He went hence but now, And, certainly, in strange unquietness.

Iago. Can he be angry? I have seen the cannon,

* And shut myself up in some other course,

To fortune's alms.] Being discarded from the military line, he purposes to confine or shut himself up, as he formerly had, within the limits of a new profession.

in favour,] In look, in countenance.
within the blank of his displeasure,] Within the shot of

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his anger.

VOL. IX.

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When it hath blown his ranks into the air ;s
And, like the devil, from his very arm
Puft'd his own brother ;-And can he be angry?
Something of moment, then : I will go meet him ;
There's matter in't indeed, if he be angry.
Des. I pr’ythee, do so. Something, sure, of
state,

[Exit Iago.
Either from Venice; or some unhatch'd practice,
Made démonstrable here in Cyprus to him,
Hath puddled his clear spirit: and, in such cases,
Men's natures wrangle with inferior things,
Though great ones are their object. Tis even so;
For let our finger ache, and it indues?
Our other healthful members ev'n to that sense
Of pain : Nay, we must think, men are not gods;
Nor of them look for such observances
As fit the bridal.-Beshrew me much, Emilia,
I was (unhandsome warrior as I am,)
Arraigning his unkindness with my soul ;
But now I find, Į had suborn'd the witness,
And he's indited falsely.
Emil. Pray heaven, it be state matters, as you

think;
And no conception, nor no jealous toy,
Concerning you.
Des. Alas, the day! I never gave him cause.

I have seen the cannon, When it hath blown, &c.] In Iago's speech something is suppressed. He means to say, I have seen his ranks blown into the air, and his own brother puff'd from his side,--and mean while have seen him cool and unruffled. And can he now be angry?

some unhatch'd practice,] Some treason that has not taken effect.

7 For let our finger ache, and it indųes --] I believe it should be rather, Subdues our other healthful members to a sense of pain.

Johnson. 8 — the bridal.] i. e. the nuptial feast: a Saxon word.

(unhandsome warrior as I am,)] Unhandsome warrior, is evidently unfair assailant.

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