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. Iago. I protest, in the sincerity of love, and honest kindness. Cas. I think it freely; and, betimes in the morning, will I beseech the virtuous Desdemona to undertake for me: I am desperate of my fortunes, if they check me here. Iago. You are in the right. Good night lieutenant; I must to the watch. Cas. Good night, honest Iago. [Exit CAS. Iago. And what 's he then, that says,-I play the villain? When this advice is free, I give, and honest, In any honest suit; she 's fram'd as fruitful As the free elements. And then for her To win the Moor, were 't to renounce his baptism; All seals and symbols of redeemed sin,-- His soul is so enfetter'd to her love, That she may make, unmake, do what she list, Even as her appetite shall play the god With his weak function. How am I then a villain, And, by how much she strives to do him good, And out of her own goodness make the net, Rod. I do follow here in the chace, 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 so, with no money at all, and a little more wit, return to Venice. 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; Does 't not go well? Cassio hath beaten thee, 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 ACT III.....SCENE I. Before the Castle. Enter CASSIO, and some Musicians. [Exit, Cas. Masters, play here, I will content your pains, Something that 's brief; and bid-good-morrow, gene ral. [Musick Enter Clown. Clo. Why, masters, have your instruments been at Naples, that they speak i' the nose thus? 1 Mus. How, sir, how! Clo. Are these, I pray you, called 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 musick, 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 musick that may not be heard, to 't again: but, as they say, to hear musick, the general does not greatly care. 1 Mus. We have none such, sir. Clo. Then put up your pipes in your bag, for I 'Ìl 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. [Exit. Enter IAGO. Cas. Do, good my friend.-In happy time, Iago. Before we parted. I have made bold, Iago, Iago. I'll send her to you presently; [Exit. And I'll devise a mean to draw the Moor Cas. I humbly thank you for 't. I never knew A Florentine more kind and honest. 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, Cas. Yet, I beseech you, If you think fit, or that it may be done,- Emil. Pray you, come in; I will bestow you were you shall have time To speak your bosom freely. Cas. I am much bound to you. [Exeunt. SCENE II. A Room in the Castle. Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and Gentlemen. Iago. Well, my good lord, I'll do 't. Oth. This fortification, gentlemen,-shall we see 't? Gent. We 'll wait upon your lordship. All SCENE III. Before the Castle. [Exeunt. Enter DESDEMONA, CASSIO, and EMILIA. Des. Be thou assur'd, good Cassio, I will do my abilities in thy behalf. Emil. Good madam, do; I know it grieves my hus band, As if the case were his. Des. O, that 's an honest fellow.-Do not doubt, Cassio, But I will have my lord and you again As friendly as you were. Cas. 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 assur'd, He shall in strangeness stand no further off Than in a politick distance. Cas. Ay, but, lady, Des. Do not doubt that; before Emilia here, To the last article: my lord shall never rest; With Cassio's suit: Therefore be merry, Cassio; Than give thy cause away. Enter OTHELLO and IAGO, at a distance. And hear me speak. Cas. Madam, not now; I am very ill at ease, Unfit for mine own purposes. Des. Do your discretion. Well, well, [Exit CAS Iago. Ha! I like not that. Oth. What dost thou say? Jago. Nothing, my lord: or if--I know not what. |