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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.

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. Prythee, keep up thy quillet. 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 favor of speech. Wilt thou do this ?

Clo. She is stirring, sir; if she will stir bither, I shall seem to notify unto her.

[Exit. Enter Iago. Cas. Do, good my friend. In happy time, Iago. lago. You have not been abed, then ?

Cas. Why, no; the day had broke
Before we parted. I have made bold, sago,
To send in to your wife. My suit to her
Is, that she will to virtuous Desdemona
Procure me some access.

I'll send her to you presently;
And I'll devise a mean to uraw the Moor
Out of the way, that your converse and business
May be more free.

[Exit. Cas. I humbly thank you for't. I never knew A Florentine more kind and honest.3

1 i. e. for love's sake. We have this adjuration again in The Merry Wives of Windsor.

2 See Hamlet, Act v. Sc. i. p. 371.

3 Cassio was, undoubtedly, a Florentine, as appears by the first scene of the play, where he is expressly called one. lago was a Venetian.


Enter Emilia.
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 loves

you ;
And needs no other suitor, but his likings,
To take the saf'st occasion by the front,
To bring you in again.

Yet, I beseech you,-
If you think fit, or that it may be done,
Give me advantage of some brief discourse
With Desdemona alone.

'Pray you, come in;
I will bestow you where you shall have time
To speak your bosom freely.
I am much bound to you."


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Enter Othello, lago, 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 ;
Repair there to me.

Well, my good lord, I'll do't.
Oth. This fortification, gentlemen,-shall we see't?
Gent. We'll wait upon your lordship. [Exeunt.

Cassio means to say, I never experienced more honesty and kindness even in one of my own countrymen. ii. e. the displeasure you have incurred from Othello. 2 This line is wanting in the folio. 3 This speech is omitted in the first quarto. 4 Thus the quarto 1622; folio, " to the senate."

SCENE III. Before the Castle.

Enter DESDEMONA, Cassio, and Emilia. Des. Be thou assured, good Cassio, I will do All my abilities in thy behalf. Emil. Good madam, do; I know it grieves my

husband, As if the case were his. Des. O, that's an honest fellow. Do not doubt,

But I will have my lord and you again
As friendly as you were.

Bounteous madam,
Whatever shall become of Michael Cassio,
He's never any thing but your true servant.

Des. O sir, I thank you. You do love my lord;
You have known him long; and be you well assured
He shall in strangeness stand no further off
Than in a politic distance.

Ay, but, lady,
That policy may either last so long,
Or feed upon such nice and waterish diet,
Or breed itself so out of circumstance,

That, I being absent, and my place supplied,
My general will forget my love and service.

Des. Do not doubt that; before Emilia here, I give thee warrant of thy place; assure thee, If I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it To the last article: my lord shall never rest; I'll watch him tame, and talk him out of patience : His bed shall seem a school, his board a shrift; I'll intermingle every thing he does With Cassio's suit. Therefore be merry, Cassio; For thy solicitor shall rather die, Than give thy cause away.


i Folio reads, “ As if the cause were his." 2 Thus the quarto of 1622. The folio reads, “ I know't, I thank you.' 3 Hawks and other birds are tamed by keeping them from sleep.


Enter Othello and lago, at a distance. Emil.

Madam, here comes My lord.

Cas. Madam, I'll take my leave.

Why, stay, And hear me speak.

Cas. Madam, not now; I am very ill at ease,
Unfit for mine own purposes.

Well, well,
Do your discretion.

[Exit Cassio. Jago.

Ha! I like not that. Oth. What dost thou say? Iago. Nothing, my lord; or if--I know not what. Oth. Was not that Cassio, parted from my wife?

Iago. Cassio, my lord ? No, sure, I cannot think it,
That he would steal away so guiltylike,
Seeing you coming.

I do believe 'twas he.
Des. How now, my lord ?
I have been talking with a suitor here,
A man that languishes in your displeasure.

Oth. Who is’t you mean?

Des. Why, your lieutenant, Cassio. Good my lord,
If I have any grace, or power to move you,
His present reconciliation take;
For, if he be not one that truly loves you,
That errs in ignorance, and not in cunning,
I have no judgment in an honest face.
I pr’ythee call him back.

Went he hence now?
Des. Ay, sooth; so humbled,
That he hath left part of his grief with me;
I suffer with him. Good love, call him back.

Oth. Not now, sweet Desdemona ; some other time.
Des. But shall't be shortly?

The sooner, sweet, for you.

Ti. e.“ take his present atonement," or submission. The words were formerly synonymous.

2 Cunning here signifies knowledge, the ancient sense of the word.

Des. Shall't be to-night at supper ?

No, not to-night.
Des. To-morrow dinner, then ?

I shall not dine at home; I meet the captains at the citadel.

Des. Why then, to-morrow night; or Tuesday morn; Or Tuesday noon, or night; or Wednesday morn. I pray thee, name the time; but let it not Exceed three days. In faith, he's penitent; And yet his trespass, in our common reason, (Save that, they say, the wars must make examples Out of their best,') is not almost a fault To incur a private check. When shall he come?' Tell me, Othello. I wonder in my soul, What you could ask me, that I should deny, Or stand so mammering ? on. What, Michael Cassio, That came a wooing with you, and so many a time, 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,

Oth. 'Prythee, no more. Let him come when he will; I will deny thee nothing.

Why, this is not a boon; 'Tis as I should entreat you wear your gloves, Or feed on nourishing dishes, or keep you warm ; Or sue to you to do peculiar profit To your own person. Nay, when I have a suit, Wherein I mean to touch your love indeed, It shall be full of poize 4 and difficulty, And fearful to be granted. 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



1 The severity of military discipline must not spare the best men of the army, when their punishment may afford a wholesome example.

2 So hesitating, in such doubtful suspense. 3 See Act i. Sc. 2.

4 i. e. of weight.

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