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And 'would in action glorious I had lost
Oth. How comes it, Michael, you are thus forgot ?9
Oth. Worthy Montano, you were wont be civil;
Mon. Worthy Othello, I am hurt to danger ;
Now, by heaven,
9i. e. You have thus forgot yourself. I Care of one's self. 2 Darkened.
3 Convicted by proof,
Shall lose me.-What! in a town of war,
Mon. If partially affin'd, 4 or leagu'd in office,
Touch me not so near: I had rather have this tongue cut from my mouth, Than it should do offence to Michael Cassio; Yet, I persuade myself, to speak the truth Shall nothing wrong him.-Thus 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 can I not report:But men are men; the best sometimes forget :Though Cassio did some little wrong to him,
4 Related by nearness of office.
As men in rage strike those that wish them best,-
I know, Iago,
Enter DESDEMONA, attended.
What's the matter, dear?
[To MONTANO, who is led off Iago, look with care about the town; And silence those whom this vile brawl distracted. Come, Desdemona ; 'tis the soldiers' life, To have their balmy slumbers wak'd with strife.
[Exeunt all but 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, sir, of myself, and what remains is bestial.--My reputation, lago, my reputation.
Iago. As I am an honest man, I thought you had received some bodily wound; there is more offence in that, than in reputation. Reputation is an idle and.
most false imposition ; oft got without merit, and lost without deserving : You have lost no reputation at all, unless you repute yourself such a loser. What, man! there are ways to recover the general again : You are but now cast in his mood, a punishment more in policy than in malice; even so as one would beat his offenceless dog, to affright an imperious lion: sue to him again, and he's
yours. Cas. I will rather sue to be despised, than to deceive so good a commander, with so slight, so drunken, and so indiscreet an officer. Drunk? and speak parrot ?" and squabble? swagger? swear ? and discourse fustian with one's own shadow?-0 thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee-devil!
Iago. What was he that you followed with your sword? What had he done to you?
Cas. I know not.
Cas. I remember a mass of things, but nothing distinctly; a quarrel, but nothing wherefore.—0, that men should put an enemy in their mouths, to steal away their brains ! that we should, with joy, revel, pleasure, and applause, transform ourselves into beasts! Tago. Why, but you are now well enough: How you
thus recovered? Cus. 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
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 do. 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 ; she'll help to put you
in your place again: she is of so free, so kind, so apt, so blessed a disposition, that she holds it a vice in her goodness, not to do more than she is requested: 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.
7 Bet or wager.