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Caf. 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!

Every inordinate cup is unblefs'd, and the ingredient is a devil.

lago. Come, come, good wine is a good familiar creature, if it be well usd : exclaim no more against it. And, good Lieutenant, I think you think I love you.

Caf. I have well approv'd it, Sir. I drunk!

lago. You, or any man living, may be drunk at some time, man.

I tell
you
what

you

Thall do. Our General's wife is now the General. I may say foʻin this refpect; 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: im. portune her help, to put you in your place again. She is of ro free, so kind, so apt, so blessed a disposition, The holds it a vice in her goodness not to do more than she is requested. This broken joint between you and her busband, intreat her to splinter. And, my fortunes against any lay worth naming, this crack of your love shall grow stronger than it was before.

Caf. You advise me well.

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

Caf. I think it freely; and betimes in the morning I will beleech the virtuous Desdemona to undertake for me: I am desperate of my fortunes, if they check me here.

lago. You are in the right. Good night, Lieutenant, I mult to the watch. Caf. Good night, honest layo. [Exit Callio

SCENE Iago. And what's he then that says I play the villain ? When this advice is free I give, and honest, Likely to thinking, and indeed the course To win the Moor again. For ’tis most easy Th'inclicing Desdemona to subdue In any honelt suit; she's fram'd as fruitful As the free elements : and then for her

XIV.

Manet lago.

To win the Moor, were't to renounce his baptism,
All seals and lymbols of redeemed sin ;
His soul is so infetter'd to her love,
That she may make, uporake, do what she list,
Even as her appetite shall play the god
With his weak function. Am I then a villain,
To counsel Caflio to this parallel * course,
Direály to his good? Divinity of hell !
When devils will their blackest fin's put on,
They do fuggeft, at first with heav'nly thews,
As I do now.

For while this honest fool
Plies Deldemona to repair his fortune,
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 luit:
And by how much the frives 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 enmelh I them all. How now, Rodorigo!
SC EN E XV.

Enter Rodorigo.. Rod. I do follow here in the chase, 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 fo with no money at all, and a little more wit, retorn again to Venice.

lago. 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 witchcrast; And wit depends on dilatory time. Does't not go well ? Callio hath beaten thee, And thou by that small hurt haft cashier'd Callio. Tho' other things grow fair against the sun, Yet fruits that bloffom first will first be ripe: Content thyself a while. In troth, 'tis morning : Plealure and action make the hours seem short.

parallel, for even; because parallel lines run even and cqui diliant.

+ pe filence, for poison.
# A metaphor from taking birds in meshes.

Retire thee; go where thou art billeted;
Away, I say ; thou shalt know more hereafter :
Nay, get thee gone.

[Exit Rodorigo.
Two things are to be done ;
My wife must move for Callio to her mistress :
J'll set her on :-
My self, the while, to draw the Moor apart,
And bring him jump, when he may Caffio find
Soliciting his wife, -ay, that's the way:
Dull not, Device, by coldness and delay. [Exit.

A GT 117.

SCENE 1.

Before Othello's.palace,

Enter Caffio, with musicians.
Cal. M Afters, play here, I will content your pains,

Something that's brief ; and bid, good mor

row, General. [Music plays, and enter Clown from the house. Clown. Why, masters, have your initruments been in Naples, that they speak i' th’nofe thus ?

Muf. How, Sir, how ?
Clorun. Are these, I pray you, wind-instruments ?
Muf. Ay, marry, are they, Sir,
Clown. Oh, thereby hanys a tail.
Muf. Whereby hangs a tale, Sir?
Clown. 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 for love's
fake to make no more noise with it.

Muf. Weil, Sir, we will not.
Clown. If

you

have any music that may not be heard, to't again : but, as they lay, to hear mutic the General does not greatly care.

Muf. We have none such, Sir.

Clown. Then put up your pipes in your bag, and hic away. Go, vauith into air, away. [Exeunt Musicians. Caf, Dolt thou hear, mibe honest friend? VOL. VIII.

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Glown. No, I hear not your honest friend ; I hear you.

Caf. 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 (allio intreats of her a little favour of speech. Wilt thou do this?

Clown, She is stirring, Sir; if she will stir hither, I shall seem to notify unto her.

[Exit Clown. Caf. Do, my good friend.

To him, Enter Iago, In happy time, Iago.

lago. You have not been a bed then ?

Caf. Why, no; the day had broke before we parted.
I have made bold to send in to your wife ;
My suit is, that she will to Desdemona
Procure me foine access.

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

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

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To him, ënter Æmilia.
Æmil. Good morrow, good Lieutenant, I am forry
For your displeasure ; but all will sure be well.
The General and his wife are talking of it :
And the speaks for you stoutly. The Moor replies,
That he you hurt is of great fame in Cyprus,
And great affinity ; and that in wisdom
He a.ight not but refuse you. But he protests he loves
And necds no other suitor, but his likiogs, [you;
To bring you in again.

Caf. Yet I beseech you,
If you think fit; or that it may be done,
Give me advantage of fome brief discourse
With Deldemona alone.

Æmil. Pray you, come in;
I will beltow you where you shall have time

To speak your bosom freely.
Caf. I'in much bound to you.

[Exeunt, SCENE II. Enter Othello, Iago, and Gentlemen.

Oih. These letters give, lago, to the pilot, And by him do my duties to the senate ; That done, I will be walking on the works, Repair there to me.

lago. My good Lord, I'll do't. Oin. This fortification, Gentlemen, shall we see't ?

Gent. We'll wait upon your Lordship. [Exeunt. SCENE III. Changes to an apartment in the palace.

Enter Desdemona, Callio, and Æmilia. Def. Be thou affur'd, good Callio, I will do A!! my abilities in thy behalf.

Æmil. Good ladan, do : I know it grieves my As if the cause were his,

[husband,
Def. Oh, that's an honest fellow ; doubt not, Callio,
But I will have my Lord and you again
As friendly as you were.

Cafe Most bounteous Madam,
Whatever shall become of Michael Caffio,
He's never any thing but your true servant,

Def. I know't, I thank you ; you do love my Lord,
You've known him long; and, be you well allur'd,
Ile Iball in strangeness stand oo farther off
Than in a politic distance.

Caf. Ay, but, Lady,
That policy may either last so long,
Or feed upon such nice and waterilh diet,
Or breed itself so out of circumstances,
That I being absent, and my place fupply'd,
My general will forget my love and service.

Def, Do not doubt that ; before Æmilia here,
I give thee warrant of thy place.

Affure thee,
If I do vow a friendship, Tll perform it
To the last article. My Lord shall never rest;
I'll watch him tame, and talk him out of patience ;
His bed sball seem a school, bis board a fhrist j
l'll intermingle every thing he does

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