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But partly led to diet 299my revenge,

For that 300I do suspect the lusty Moor

Hath leaped into 301my seat, the thought whereof

Doth — like a poisonous mineral — gnaw my inwards:

And nothing can or shall content my soul

Till I am evened with him, wife for wife,

Or failing so, yet that I put the Moor

At least into a jealousy so strong

That judgement cannot cure. Which thing to do,

If this poor trash of Venice 308, whom I trace

For 309his quick hunting, stand the putting on,

I’ll have our Michael Cassio on the hip 310,

Abuse him to the Moor in the right garb 311—

For I fear Cassio with my night-cap 312too —

Make the Moor thank me, love me and reward me

For making him egregiously 314an ass

And practising upon 315his peace and quiet

Even to madness. ’Tis here 316, but yet confused:

Knavery’s plain face is never seen till used. Exit

Act 2 Scene 2 running scene 5

Location: Cyprus

Enter Othello’s Herald with a proclamation HERALD It is Othello’s pleasure, our noble and valiant

general, that upon certain tidings now arrived, importing

the mere perdition 3of the Turkish fleet, every man put

himself into triumph 4: some to dance, some to make bonfires,

each man to what sport and revels his addition 5leads him, for

besides these beneficial news, it is the celebration of his

nuptial. So much was his pleasure should be proclaimed. All

offices 8are open, and there is full liberty of feasting from this

present hour of five till the bell have told 9eleven. Bless the isle

of Cyprus and our noble general Othello! Exit

[Act 2 Scene 3] running scene 6

Location: Cyprus (the citadel)

Enter Othello, Desdemona, Cassio and Attendants OTHELLO Good Michael, look you to the guard tonight:

Let’s teach ourselves that honourable stop 2

Not to outsport discretion 3.CASSIO Iago hath direction what to do,

But notwithstanding, with my personal eye

Will I look to’t.OTHELLO Iago is most honest.

Michael, goodnight: tomorrow with your earliest 8

Let me have speech with you.—

Come, my dear love, To Desdemona

The purchase made, the fruits are to ensue 10:

That profit’s yet to come ’tween me and you.—

Goodnight. Exeunt [Othello, Desdemona and Attendants ]

Enter Iago CASSIO Welcome, Iago: we must to the watch.IAGO Not this hour, lieutenant: ’tis not yet ten o’th’clock.

Our general cast 15us thus early for the love of his Desdemona,

who let us not therefore blame: he hath not yet made

wanton 17the night with her, and she is sport for Jove.CASSIO She’s a most exquisite 18lady.IAGO And, I’ll warrant her, full of game 19.CASSIO Indeed, she’s a most fresh and delicate 20creature.IAGO What an eye she has! Methinks it sounds a parley 21to

provocation.CASSIO An inviting eye, and yet methinks right modest.IAGO And when she speaks, is it not an alarum 23to love?CASSIO She is indeed perfection.IAGO Well, happiness to their sheets! Come, lieutenant, I

have a stoup 26of wine, and here without are a brace of Cyprus

gallants 27that would fain have a measure to the health of

black Othello.CASSIO Not tonight, good Iago: I have very poor and

unhappy 30brains for drinking: I could well wish courtesy

would invent some other custom of entertainment.IAGO O, they are our friends. But one cup: I’ll drink for

you.CASSIO I have drunk but one cup tonight, and that was

craftily qualified 34too, and behold what innovation it makes

here: I am infortunate 35in the infirmity and dare not task my

weakness with any more.IAGO What, man? ’Tis a night of revels: the gallants

desire it.CASSIO Where are they?IAGO Here at the door. I pray you call them in.CASSIO I’ll do’t, but it dislikes me 40. Exit

IAGO If I can fasten but one cup upon him,

With that which he hath drunk tonight already,

He’ll be as full of quarrel and offence 43

As my young mistress’ dog 44. Now, my sick fool Rodorigo,

Whom love hath turned almost the wrong side out,

To Desdemona hath tonight caroused 46

Potations pottle-deep 47; and he’s to watch:

Three else of Cyprus, noble swelling 48spirits —

That hold their honours in a wary distance 49,

The very elements 50of this warlike isle —

Have I tonight flustered 51with flowing cups,

And they watch 52too. Now, ’mongst this flock of drunkards

Am I to put our Cassio in some action 53

That may offend the isle.— But here they come:

Enter Cassio, Montano and Gentlemen Servants following with wine

If consequence do but approve 55my dream,

My boat sails freely, both with wind and stream 56.CASSIO ’Fore heaven, they have given me a rouse 57already.MONTANO Good faith, a little one, not past a pint, as I am a

soldier.IAGO Some wine, ho! Sings

And let me the cannikin 60clink, clink, And let me the cannikin clink.

A soldier’s a man,

O, man’s life’s but a span 63:Why, then, let a soldier drink.

Some wine, boys!CASSIO ’Fore heaven, an excellent song.IAGO I learned it in England, where indeed they are most potent 67

in potting: your Dane, your German, and

your swag-bellied 68Hollander— Drink, ho!— are nothing to your

English.CASSIO Is your Englishman so exquisite in his drinking?IAGO Why, he drinks 72

you with facility, your Dane dead drunk: he sweats not to overthrow your Almain 73: he gives

your Hollander a vomit ere the next pottle 74can be filled.CASSIO To the health of our general!MONTANO I am for it, lieutenant, and I’ll do you justice 76.IAGO O sweet England! Sings

King Stephen 78was and-a worthy peer,His breeches cost him but a crown 79:He held 80them sixpence all too dear,With that he called the tailor lown 81.He was a wight of high renown,And thou art but of low degree:’Tis pride that pulls the country down:

Then take thy auld 85cloak about thee.

Some wine, ho!CASSIO Why, this is a more exquisite song than the other.IAGO Will you hear’t again?CASSIO No, for I hold him to be unworthy of his place that

does those things. Well, heav’n’s above all, and there be souls

must be saved, and there be souls must not be saved.IAGO It’s true, good lieutenant.CASSIO For mine own part — no offence to the general, nor

any man of quality 94— I hope to be saved.IAGO And so do I too, lieutenant.CASSIO Ay, but, by your leave, not before me: the lieutenant

is to be saved before the ancient. Let’s have no more of this:

let’s to our affairs. Forgive us our sins! Gentlemen, let’s look

to our business. Do not think, gentlemen, I am drunk: this is

my ancient, this is my right hand, and this is my left. I am not

drunk now: I can stand well enough, and I speak well

enough.GENTLEMEN Excellent well.CASSIO Why, very well then: you must not think then, that I

am drunk. Exit

MONTANO To th’platform 106, masters. Come, let’s set the watch. Starts to leave

[Exeunt Gentlemen?]

IAGO You see this fellow that is gone before: To Montano

He’s a soldier fit to stand by Caesar

And give direction. And do but see his vice:

’Tis to his virtue a just equinox 110,

The one as long as th’other. ’Tis pity of 111him.

I fear the trust Othello puts him in

On some odd time of his infirmity

Will shake this island.MONTANO But is he often thus?IAGO ’Tis evermore his prologue to his sleep: