Shall nothing wrong him.-This it is, general:
Montano and myself being in speech,
There comes a fellow crying out for help;
And Cassio following him with determin'd sword,
To execute upon him. Sir, this gentleman
Steps in to Cassio, and entreats his
pause;
Myself the crying fellow did pursue,
Lest by his clamour (as it so fell out)

The town might fall in fright: he, swift of foot,
Outran my purpose; and I return'd the rather
For that I heard the clink and fall of swords,
And Cassio high in oath; which, till to-night,
I ne'er might say before. When I came back,
(For this was brief) I found them close together,
At blow and thrust; even as again they were
When you yourself did part them.

:

More of this matter cannot I report :-
But men are men; the best sometimes forget :-
Though Cassio did some little wrong to him,-
As men in rage strike those that wish them best,—
Yet, surely, Cassio, I believe, receiv'd
From him that fled some strange indignity,
Which patience could not pass.

Отн.

I know, Iago, Thy honesty and love doth mince this matter, Making it light to Cassio.-Cassio, I love thee; But never more be officer of mine.

Re-enter DESDEMONA attended.

Look, if my gentle love be not rais'd up!—
I'll make thee an example.

DES. What's the matter?
Отн.
All's well now, sweeting;a
Come away to bed.-Sir, for your hurts,
Myself will be your surgeon: lead him off.
[To MONTANO, who is led off.

Iago, look with care about the town,
And silence those whom this vile brawl distracted.-
Come, Desdemona: 't is the soldiers' life

To have their balmy slumbers wak'd with strife.
[Exeunt all except IAGO and CAssio.
IAGO. What, are you hurt, lieutenant ?
CAS. Ay, past all surgery.
IAGO. Marry, heaven forbid!

CAS. Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial.- My reputation, Iago, my reputation!

I*

IAGO. As I am an honest man, thought you had received some bodily wound; there is more

(*) First folio inserts, had.

a All's well now, sweeting;] In the folio, Desdemona's question and the response run thus:

"Des. What is the matter (Deere ?)

Othe. All's well Sweeting."

b to affright an imperious lion:] Should we not read,-" to

CAS. I know not.

IAGO. Is 't possible?

CAS. I remember a mass of things, but nothing distinctly; a quarrel, but nothing wherefore.-0, God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains! that we should, with joy, pleasance, revel, and applause, transform ourselves into beasts!

IAGO. Why, but you are now well enough: how came you thus recovered?

CAS. It hath pleased the devil Drunkenness, to give place to the devil Wrath: one unperfectness shows me another, to make me frankly despise myself.

IAGO. Come, you are too severe a moraler: as the time, the place, and the condition of this country stands, I could heartily wish this had not befallen; but, since it is as it is, mend it for your own good.

CAS. I will ask him for my place again,-he shall tell me I am a drunkard! Had I as many mouths as Hydra, such an answer would stop them all. To be now a sensible man, by and by a fool, and presently a beast! O, strange !-Every inordinate cup is unblessed, and the ingredient is a devil.

IAGO. Come, come, good wine is a good familiar creature, if it be well used; exclaim no more against it. And, good lieutenant, I think you think I love you.

CAS. I have well approved it, sir.-I drunk ! IAGO. You, or any man living may be drunk at some time, man. I'll tell you what you shall de.

(*) First folio inserts, more. (+) First folio omits, God. (1) First folio, a time.

Our general's wife is now the general;-I may say so in this respect, for that he hath devoted and given up himself to the contemplation,mark, and denotement* of her parts and graces: -confess yourself freely to her; importune her help to put you in your place again: she is of so free, so kind, so apt, so blessed a disposition, she holds it a vice in her goodness not to do more than she is requested. This broken joint This broken joint between you and her husband entreat her to splinter, and, my fortunes against any lay worth naming, this crack of your love shall grow stronger than it was before.

CAS. You advise me well.

IAGO. I protest, in the sincerity of love and honest kindness.

CAS. 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.†

(*) Old text, devotement. Corrected by Theobald.
(+) First folio omits, here.

a Probal-] This contraction of probable is, as far as we know,

b

Directly to his good? Divinity of hell!
When devils will the blackest sins put on."
They do suggest at first with heavenly shows,
As I do now: for whiles 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,-
That she repeals him for her body's lust;
And by how much she strives to do him good,
She shall undo her credit with the Moor.
So will I turn her virtue into pitch;
And out of her own goodness make the net
That shall enmesh them all.-

IAGO. How poor are they that have not

patience!

What wound did ever heal but by degrees? Thou know'st we work by wit, and not by witchcraft;

And wit depends on dilatory time.

Does 't not go well? Cassio hath beaten thee, And thou, by that small hurt, hast cashier'd Cassio.

Though other things grow fair against the sun,
Yet fruits that blossom first will first be ripe.
Content thyself awhile.-By the mass,* 't is
morning;

Pleasure and action make the hours seem short.-
Retire thee; go where thou art billeted:
Away, I say; thou shalt know more hereafter:
Nay, get thee gone. [Exit ROD.] Two things are
to be done,-

My wife must move for Cassio to her mistress,
I'll set her on;

Myself the while to draw the Moor apart,
And bring him jump when he may Cassio find
Soliciting his wife :-ay, that's the way;
Dull not device by coldness and delay.

C

(*) First folio, In troth.

(+) Old text, awhile. Corrected by Theobald.

[Exit.

for my pains:] The 1622 quarto adds,-"as that comes to," &c.

Before the Castle.

CLO. Are these, I pray you, wind-instruments? 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 music, 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 music that may not be heard, to 't again: but, as they say, to hear music the general does not greatly care.

1 Mus. We have none such, sir.

Night's Dream," Act II. Sc. 3; and which the folio reading, "for love's sake," well explains.

XX

EMIL.

CLO. Then put up your pipes in your bag, for I'll away: go; vanish into air; away!

[Exeunt Musicians. CAS. Dost thou hear, my honest friend? CLO. No, I hear not your honest friend; I hear you.

CAS. Pr'ythee, keep up thy quillets. 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.

CAS. Do, good my friend.

Enter IAGO.

[Exit Clown.

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