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dew? O thou invifible spirit of wine; if thou haft no name to be known by, let us call thee devil. fago. What was he that you follow'd with what had he done to you?

Caf. I know not.

Tago. Is't poffible?

your fword?

Caf. I remember a mafs of things, but nothing distinctly : a quarrel, but nothing wherefore. O God, that men fhould put an enemy in their mouths to fteal away their brains! that we fhould with joy, revel, pleasure and applaufe, transform ourselves into beafts.

lage. Why, but you are now well enough. How came you thus recovered?

Caf. It hath pleas'd the devil, Drunkennefs, to give place to the devil, Wrath; one unperfectnefs fhews me another, to make me frankly defpife niyfelf.

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Tags. Come, you are too fevere a moraler. As the time, the place, and the condition of this country ftands, I could heartily wifh this had not " fo befallen: but fince it is as it is, mend it for your own good.

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Caf. I will ask him for my place again; he fhall tell me, I am a drunkard: Had I as many mouths as Hydra, fuch an answer would ftop them all. To be now a fenfible man; by and by a fool, and prefently a beaft!-Every " inordinate cup is unblefs'd, and the ingredient is a devil,

So the 1ft q; the rest, Ob that men, &ft.

iSo the qu's and C; the reft, with joy, pleasance, rovel, and applause, &c.

The qu's omit and.

m So the 1ft q; the rest omit so.
n The 1ft q. unordinate,

• The qu's and C. ingredience.

lago. Come, come, good wine is a good familiar creature, if it be well us'd; exclaim no more against it. And, good lieutenant, I think, you think I love you.

Caf. I have well approv'd it, fir.-I drunk?

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Iago. You, or any man living, may be drunk at P some time, man. ' I'll tell you what you fhall do-Our General's wife is now the General. I may fay fo, in this respect, for that he hath devoted and given up himself to the contemplation, mark, and denotement of her parts and graces. Confefs yourself freely to her; ' importune her; fhe'll help to put you in your place again. She is of fo free, so kind, so apt, fo bleffed a difpofition, that the holds it a vice in her goodness not to do more than fhe is requested. This broken joint between you and her husband intreat her to fplinter. And, my fortunes against any lay worth naming, this crack of your love fhall grow ftronger than it was before.

Caf. You advife me well.

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Iago. I proteft, in the fincerity of love, and honeft kindness.

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

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Iago. You are in the right. Good-night, lieutenant; I

muft to the watch.

Caf. Good-night, honeft Iago.

[Exit Caffio.

SCENE

Manet Iago.

XV.

Tago. And what's he then, that fays, I play the villain?

When this advice is free I give, and honeft,

b Probal to thinking, and indeed the course
To win the Moor again. For 'tis most easy
Th' inclining Desdemona to fubdue

In any honeft fuit; fhe's fram'd as fruitful
As the free elements. And then for her

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To win the Moor, were 't to renounce his baptifin,

All feals and symbols of redeemed fin,

His foul is fo enfetter'd to her love,

That she may make, unmake, do what she lift,

Even as her appetite shall play the God

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With his weak function. How am I then a villain,

To counsel Caffie to this

Directly to his good?

parallel course,

Divinity of Hell!

When devils will f their blackest fins put on,
They do fuggeft at firft with heavenly fhews,
As I do now. For while this honeft fool

b So the qu's and fo's; R. Probable ; all after, Likely.

The fo's were for were't.

e P. and H. read, "Tis bell's divinity when, &c.

f The three 1ft fo's and C. the for

d P. and all after, except C. omia their. How.

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Plies Defdemona to repair his fortune,

And she for him pleads ftrongly to the Moor;
I'll pour this peftilence into his ear,

That she repeals him for her body's luft:

And by how much she strives to do him good,
She fhall 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 enmesh them all. How now, Roderigo?

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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 fpent; I have been to-night exceedingly well cudgell'd; * and I think the iffue will be, I fhall have fo much experience for my pains, as that comes to, and no money at all, and with that wit" return to Venice.

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Iago. How poor are they that have not patience!

What wound did ever heal but by degrees?

Thou know'ft we work by wit, and not by witchcraft;
And wit depends on dilatory time.

8 The qu's and C. fortunes.

h H. and P. omit do.

i The qu's omit and.

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fo no money at all; the rest, and so with no money at all.

m So the 1ft q; the 2d reads, and

* So the ift q; the rest omit, as that with a little more wit, &c. the rest, and

comes to.

a little more wit, &c.

1 So the aft q; the ad q. reads, and n So the qu's; the rest, return again to Venice.

Doss't

Does't not go well? Caffio hath beaten thee,
And thou by that small hurt haft cashier'd Caffio,
Tho' other things" grow fair against the sun,

• Yet fruits that blossom first will first be ripe.
Content thyfelf awhile. By th' mass, 'tis morning:
Pleasure and action make the time feem fhort,

Retire thee; go where thou art billeted.

Away, I fay. Thou fhalt know more hereafter.

Nay get thee gone. [Exit Rod.] Two things are to be done; My wife must move for Caffio to her mistress:

I'll fet her on :

Myfelf" a while, w to draw the Moor apart,
And bring him jump, when he may Cassic find
Solliciting his wife,-ay, that's the way:
Dull not device by coldness and delay.

[Exit.

The 2d q. grow.

The aft q. But for Yet.

9 H. reads, are mot first ripe.

• The 2d q. fire for first.

draw, &c. P. reads, I'll føt ber en to draw, &c. H. I'll fet ber an, fe drati, &c.

T. W. J. and C. read the while;

$ So the qu's and C; the reft, In troth but perhaps a while fignifies the fame,

for By th' mafs.

The qu's, fome for 100.

u So the qu's; the fo's and R. point thus, I'll fet ber on myself awhile, to

and may be a contraction of at the

while.

* J. reads will for

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