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franklydespise 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.
CASSIO. 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! O strange! Every inordinate cup is unblest,
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.
CASSIO. 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 help to put you in your place again. She is of so

free, so kind, so apt, so blessed a disposition, 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.
CASSIO. You advise me well.

IAGO. I protest, in the sincerity of love and honest kindness.
CASSIO. I think it freely; and betimes in the morning I will

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.

CASSIO. Good night, honest Iago. Exit.
IAGO. And what's he then that says I play the villain?

When this advice is free I give and honest,
Probal to thinking, and indeed the course

To win the Moor again? For 'tis most easy
The inclining Desdemona to subdue

In any honest suit. She's framed 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

To counsel Cassio to this parallel course,
Directly to his good? Divinity of hell!

When devils will the blackest sins put on,
They do suggest at first with heavenly shows,

As I do now. For whiles this honest fool
Plies Desdemona 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 lust;
And by how much she strives 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 enmesh them all.

Enter Roderigo.
How now, Roderigo!

RODERIGO. 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 tonight exceedingly well cudgeled; 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 again 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,
And wit depends on dilatory time.

Doest not go well? Cassio hath beaten thee,
And thou by that small hurt hast cashier'd Cassio.

Though other things grow fair against the sun,
Yet fruits that blossom first will first be ripe.

Content thyself awhile. By the mass, 'tis morning;
Pleasure and action make the hours seem short.

Retire thee; go where thou art billeted.
Away, I say. Thou shalt know more hereafter.

Nay, get thee gone. [Exit Roderigo.] 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
Soliciting his wife. Ay, that's the way;

Dull not device by coldness and delay. Exit.
ACT III. SCENE I.

Before the castle.
Enter Cassio and some Musicians.

CASSIO. Masters, play here, I will content your pains; Something
that's brief; and bid "Good morrow, general."

Music.
Enter Clown.

CLOWN. Why, masters, have your instruments been in
Naples, that they speak i' the nose thus?

FIRST MUSICIAN. How, sir, how?
CLOWN. Are these, I pray you, wind instruments?

FIRST MUSICIAN. Ay, marry, are they, sir.
CLOWN. O thereby hangs a tail.

FIRST MUSICIAN. 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 sake, to make no more

noise with it.
FIRST MUSICIAN. Well, sir, we will not.

CLOWN. If you have any music that may not be heard, to't again;
but, as they say, to hear music the general does not greatly

care.
FIRST MUSICIAN. We have none such, sir.

CLOWN. Then put up your pipes in your bag, for I'll away.
Go, vanish into air, away! Exeunt Musicians.

CASSIO. Dost thou hear, my honest friend?
CLOWN. No, I hear not your honest friend; I hear you.

CASSIO. Prithee, 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 favor
of speech. Wilt thou do this?

CLOWN. She is stirring, sir. If she will stir hither, I shall seem
to notify unto her.

CASSIO. Do, good my friend. Exit Clown.
Enter Iago.

In happy time, Iago.
IAGO. You have not been abed, then?

CASSIO. Why, no; the day had broke
Before we parted. I have made bold, Iago,

To send in to your wife. My suit to her
Is that she will to virtuous Desdemona

Procure me some access.
IAGO. I'll send her to you presently;

And I'll devise a mean to draw the Moor
Out of the way, that your converse and business

May be more free.
CASSIO. I humbly thank you for't. [Exit Iago.] I never knew

A Florentine more kind and honest.
Enter Emilia.

EMILIA. Good morrow, good lieutenant. I am sorry
For your displeasure, but all will sure 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 safest occasion by the front
To bring you in again.

CASSIO. Yet, I beseech you,
If you think fit, or that it may be done,

Give me advantage of some brief discourse
With Desdemona alone.

EMILIA. Pray you, come in.
I will bestow you where you shall have time

To speak your bosom freely.
CASSIO. I am much bound to you.

Exeunt.
SCENE II.

A room in the castle.
Enter Othello, Iago, and Gentlemen.

OTHELLO. These letters give, Iago, 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.

IAGO. Well, my good lord, I'll do't.
OTHELLO. This fortification, gentlemen, shall we see't?

GENTLEMEN. We'll wait upon your lordship. Exeunt.
SCENE III.

The garden of the castle.
Enter Desdemona, Cassio, and Emilia.

DESDEMONA. Be thou assured, good Cassio, I will do
All my abilities in thy behalf.

EMILIA. Good madam, do. I warrant it grieves my husband
As if the cause were his.

DESDEMONA. O, that's an honest fellow. Do not doubt, Cassio,
But I will have my lord and you again

As friendly as you were.
CASSIO. Bounteous madam,

Whatever shall become of Michael Cassio,
He's never anything but your true servant.

DESDEMONA. I know't: I thank you. You do love my lord:
You have known him long; and be you well assured

He shall in strangeness stand no farther off
Than in a politic distance.

CASSIO. Ay, but, lady,
That policy may either last so long,

Or feed upon such nice and waterish diet,
Or breed itself so out of circumstances,

That I being absent and my place supplied,
My general will forget my love and service.

DESDEMONA. Do not doubt that. Before Emilia here
I give thee warrant of thy place, assure thee,

If I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it
To the last article. My lord shall never rest;

I'll watch him tame and talk him out of patience;
His bed shall seem a school, his board a shrift;

I'll intermingle everything he does
With Cassio's suit. Therefore be merry, Cassio,

For thy solicitor shall rather die
Than give thy cause away.

Enter Othello and Iago, at a distance.
EMILIA. Madam, here comes my lord.

CASSIO. Madam, I'll take my leave.


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