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Iago. I protest, in the sincerity of love, and honest kindness. Cus. I think it freely; and, betimes in the morning, I will beseech the virtuous Desdemona 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 must to the watch. Cas. Good night, honest Iago. [Erit CAssio. Iago. And what's he then, that says, I play the - villain When this advice is free, I give, and honest, Probal to thinking, and (indeed) the course To win the Moor again For, 'tis most easy The inclining Desdemona to subdue In any honest suit; she's fram'd as fruitful* As the free elements. And then for her To win the Moor, were’t to renounce his baptism, All seals and symbols of redeemed sin,_ His soul is so enfetter'd to her love, That she may make, unmake, do what she list, Even as her appetite shall play the god With his weak function. How am I then a villain, To counsel Cassio to this parallel 9 course, irectly to his good? Divinity of hell! hen devils will their blackest sins put on, They do suggest at first with heavenly shows, As I do now : For while this honest fool Plies Desdemona to repair his fortunes, And she for him pleads strongly to the Moor, I'll pour this pestilence into his ear,
* Liberal, bountiful. 9 Even, * Tempt.
That she repeals’ him for her body's lust;
Enter Ro DER Igo.
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 cudgelled; and, I think, the issue will be—I shall have so much experience for my pains: and so, 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?
My wife must move for Cassio to her mistress;
I'll set her on ;
Enter CASSIo, and some Musicians.
Cas. Masters, play here, I will content your
pains, Something that's brief; and bid—good-norrow, general. [Musick.
Clo. Why, masters, have your instruments been at Naples, that they speak i'the nose thus 2 1 Mus. How, sir, how ! Clo. Are these I pray you, called wind instruments 2 1 Mus. Ay, marry, are they, sir. Clo. O, thereby hangs a tail. 1 Mus. Whereby hangs a tale, sir? Clo. Marry, sir, by many a wind instrument that I know. But, masters, here's money for you: and the general so likes your musick, that he desires you, of all loves, to make no more noise with it. . 1 Mus. Well, sir, we will not. Clo. If you have any musick that may not be
3 Just at the time.
heard, to t again: but, as they say, to hear musick, the general does not greatly care. 1 Mus. We have none such, sir. Clo. Then put up your pipes in your bag, for I'll away : Go; Vanish into air; away. [Ereunt Musicians. Cas. Dost thou hear, my honest friend Clo. No, I hear not your honest friend; I hear you. - - l Cas. Pr'ythee, keep up thy quillets.4 There's a poor piece of gold for thee: if the gentlewoman that attends the general's wife, be stirring, tell her, there's one Cassio entreats her a little favour of speech : Wilt thou do this - Clo. She is stirring, sir; if she will stir hither, I shall seem to notify unto her. [Evit.
Cas. Do, good my friend.—In happy time, Iago.
Iago. You have not been a-bed then
Cas. Why, no; the day had broke
Iago. I'll send her to you presently; And I’ll devise a mean to draw the Moor
Out of the way, that your converse and business
Cas. I humbly thank you for't. I never knew A Florentine more kind and honest.
4. Nice distinctions.
Emil. Good morrow, good lieutenant: I am sorry For your displeasure; but all will soon be well. The general, and his wife, are talking of it; And she speaks for you stoutly : The Moor replies, That he, you hurt, is of great fame in Cyprus, And great affinity; and that, in wholesome wisdom, He might not but refuse you; but, he protests, he
And needs no other suitor, but his likings,
Cas. Yet, I beseech you,-
Emil. Pray you, come in ;
Cas. I am much bound to you.
Enter OTHE LLo, IAGo, and Gentlemen.
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,
5 The displeasure you have incurred from Othello.