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Give him defence against the elements,
Mon. Is he well shipped ?
Cas. His bark is stoutly timbered, and his pilot
Enter another Gentleman.
4 Gent. The town is empty; on the brow o'the sea Stand ranks of people, and they cry - A sail.
Cas. My hopes do shape him for the governor. 2 Gent. They do discharge their shot of courtesy;
[Guns heard. Our friends, at least. Cas.
I pray you, sir, go forth, And give us truth who 'tis that is arrived. 2 Gent. I shall.
Erit. Mon. But, good lieutenant, is your general wived ?
Cas. Most fortunately. He hath achieved a maid That paragons description, and wild fame; One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens, And in the essential vesture of creation, Does bear all excellently.—How now? who has put in?
Re-enter second Gentleman.
Cas. He has had most favorable and happy speed.
What is she?
Enter DESDEMONA, EMILIA, IAGO, RODERIGO, and Attend
I thank you, valiant Cassio.
Cas. He is not yet arrived; nor know I aught But that he's well, and will be shortly here.
Des. 0, but I fear;— How lost you company?
Cas. The great contention of the sea and skies Parted our fellowship. But, hark! a sail.
[Cry within, A sail, a sail! then guns heard. 2 Gent. They give their greeting to the citadel; This likewise is a friend. Cas.
See for the news.
[Exit Gentleman. Good ancient, you are welcome ; — welcome, mistress.
[To EMILIA. Let it not gall your patience, good Iago, That. I extend my manners; 'tis my breeding That gives me this bold show of courtesy.
Alas, she has no speech.
You have little cause to say so.
Des. O, fie upon thee, slanderer !
Iago. Nay, it is true, or else I am a Turk;
Emil. You shall not write my praise.
No, let me not. Des. What wouldst thou write of me, if thou shouldst Iago. O gentle lady, do not put me to't; For I am nothing, if not critical.
Des. Come on, assay; -there's one gone to the harbor ? Iago. Ay, madam.
Des. I am not merry; but I do beguile The thing I am, by seeming otherwise.Come, how wouldst thou praise me?
Iago. I am about it; but, indeed, my invention Comes from my pate, as bird-lime does from frize, It plucks it out brains and all. But my muse labors, And thus she is delivered :If she be fair and wise,-fairness, and wit, The one's for use, the other useth it.
Des. Well praised! How if she be black and witty ?
Iago. If she be black, and thereto have a wit,
Iago. She never yet was foolish that was fair,
Des. These are old, fond paradoxes, to make fools laugh i' the alehouse. What miserable praise hast thou for her that's foul and foolish ?
Iago. There's none so foul, and foolish thereunto, But does foul pranks which fair and wise ones do.
Des. O heavy ignorance !-thou praisest the worst best. But what praise couldst thou bestow on a deserving woman indeed! one, that, in the authority of her merit, did justly put on the vouch of very malice itself?
Iago. She that was ever fair, and never proud;
Des. To do what?
Des. 0, most lame and impotent conclusion !--Do not learn of him, Emilia, though he be thy husband. - How say you, Cassio ? is he not a most profane and liberal counsellor ?
Cas. He speaks home, madam; you may relish him more in the soldier, than in the scholar.
Iago. [Aside.] He takes her by the palm. Ay, well said, whisper; with as little a web as this, will I ensnare as great a fly as Cassio. Ay, smile upon her, do; I will gyve thee in thine own courtship. You say true; 'tis so, indeed. If such tricks as these strip you out of your lieutenantry, it had been better you had not kissed your three fingers so oft, which now again you are most apt to play the sir in. Very good; well kissed! an excellent courtesy ! 'tis so, indeed. Yet again your fingers to your lips ? 'would they were clyster-pipes for your sake !--[Trumpet.] The Moor -I know his trumpet.
Cas. 'Tis truly so.
Enter OTHELLO, and Attendants.
My dear Othello!
The Heavens forbid
Amen to that, sweet powers !-
[Kissing her. That e'er our hearts shall make! Iago.
O, you are well tuned now! But I'll set down the pegs that make this music, As honest as I am.
Come, let's to the castle.News, friends; our wars are done; the Turks are drowned. How do our old acquaintance of this isle?
Honey, you shall be well desired in Cyprus ;
[Exeunt OTHELLO, DESDEMONA, and
Attendants. Iago. Do thou meet me presently at the harbor. Come hither. If thou be'st valiant, -as (they say) base men, being in love, have then a nobility in their natures more than is native to them,- list me. The lieutenant to-night watches on the court of guard.—First, I must tell thee this.-Desdemona is directly in love with him.
Rod. With him! why, 'tis not possible.
Iago. Lay thy finger—thus, and let thy soul be instructed. Mark me with what violence she first loved the Moor, but for bragging, and telling her fantastical lies; and will she love him still for prating? Let not thy discreet heart think it. Her eye must be fed; and what delight shall she have to look on the devil ? When the blood is made dull with the act of sport, there should be again to inflame it, and to give satiety a fresh appetite — loveliness in favor; sympathy in years, manners, and beauties; all which the Moor is defective in. Now, for want of these required conveniences, her delicate tenderness will find itself abused, begin to heave the gorge, disrelish and abhor the Moor; very nature will instruct her in it, and compel her to some second choice. Now, sir, this granted, as it is a most pregnant and unforced position,) who stands so eminently in the degree of this fortune, as Cassio does ? a knave, very voluble; no further conscionable, than in putting on the mere form of civil and humane seeming, for the better compassing of his salt and most hidden, loose affection? Why, none; why, none. A slippery and subtle knave: a finder out of occasions; that has an eye can stamp and counterfeit advantages, though true advantage never present itself: a devilish knave! besides, the knave is handsome, young; and hath all those requisites in him, that folly and green minds look after: a pestilent, complete knave; and the woman hath found him already.
Rod. I cannot believe that in her; she is full of most blessed condition.