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See suitors following, and not look behind ; a
Des. To do what ?
DES. O, 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 b counsellor? c
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 gyved thee in thine own courtship. You say true; 't is 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 sire in. Very good! well kissed! an excellent courtesy ! 't is so, indeed. Yet again your fingers to your lips? would, they were clyster-pipes for your sake ![Trumpet without.] The Moor! I know his trumpet.
Cas. 'Tis truly so.
Enter OTHELLO, and Attendants.
My dear Othello!
The heavens forbid
* See suitors following, and not look behind;] This line is wanting in the earlier quarto.
- liberal–) Licentious. c counsellor : Theobald prints, “ — censurer." - gyve-] Shackle, fetter.
the sir-] The courtier, or gallant. 1 (), my fair warrior!j “ This phrase was introduced by our copiers of the French Sonnetteers. Ronsard frequently calls his mistresses guerrieres; and Southern, his imitator, is not less prodigal of the same appellation. Thus, in his fifth Sonnet,
• And, my warrier, my light shines in thy fayre eyes.' Again in his sixth Sonnet he uses it twice,
I am not, my cruell warrier, the Thebain,' &c.
Amen to that, sweet powers!
[Kissing her. That e'er our hearts shall make! Iago. [Aside.]
0, you are well tun'd now!
Come, let us to the castle.-
Iago. Do thou meet me presently at the harbour. 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, 't is not possible.
Iago. Lay thy finger thus, and let thy sonl 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?t 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 I to inflame it, and to give satiety a fresh appetite,- loveliness in favour, 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 eminent in the degree of this fortune as Cassio does ?-a knave very voluble;b 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 slipper and subtle knave; a finder 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
Fitst folio, thither.
(+) First folio, To love him still, &c. First folio, a game.
First folio, compass. - set down the pegs—] Pope causelessly changed this to “- let down the pegs," &c.
voluble;] Not fluent in speech, as the word now imports, but fickle, inconstant.
requisites in him that folly and green minds look after: a pestilentcomplete knave; and the woman hath found him already.
Rod. I cannot believe that in her; she - is full of most blessed condition.
Iago. Blessed fig's end! the wine she drinks is made of grapes: if she had been blessed, she would never have loved the Moor: blessed pudding! Didst thou not see her paddle with the palm of his hand ? didst not mark that?
Rod. Yes, that I did ; but that was but courtesy.
Iago. Lechery, by this hand! an index and obscuret prologue to the history of lust and foul thoughts. They met so near with their lips, that their breaths embraced together. Villanous thoughts, Roderigo! When these mutualities * so marshal the way, hard at hand comes the master and main exercise, the incorporate conclusion. Pish —But, sir, be yon ruled by me: I have brought you from Venice. Watch you to-night; for the command, I 'll lay't upon you: --Cassio knows you not :- I'll not be far from you: do you find some occasion to anger Cassio, either by speaking too loud, or tainting his discipline, or from what other course c you please, which the time shall more favourably minister.
Iago. Sir, he is rash, and very sudden in choler, and haply d may strike at you: provoke him, that he may; for even out of that will I cause these of Cyprus to mutiny; whose qualification shall come into no true taste again, but by the displanting of Cassio. So shall you have a shorter journey to your desires, by the means I shall then have to prefer them; and the impediment most profitably removed, without the which there were no expectation of our prosperity.
Rod. I will do this, if It can bring it to any opportunity.
Iago. I warrant thee. Meet me by and by at the citadel: I must fetch his necessaries ashore. Fareweil. Rob. Adieu.
[Erit. Iago. That Cassio loves her, I do well believe it; That she loves him, 't is apt, and of great credit: The Moor-howbeit that I endure him not, Is of a constant-loving, noble nature; And I dare think he'll prove to Desdemona A most dear husband. Now, I do love her too; Not out of absolute lust,--though peradventure I stand accountant for as great a sin,But partly led to diet my revenge, For that I do suspect the lusty Moor Hath leap'd into my seat: the thought whereof
(*) First folio, mutabilities.
(+) First folio, if you. condition.] That is, disposition, qualities of mind.
obscure prologue-) Query, "obscene prologue,"?
what other course --] Mr. Collier credits his annotator with the alteration of “ course" to cause ; but “ cause" is the reading of the 1622 quarto.
d – and haply may strike at you: &c.) The quartos read, -"- and haply with his truncheon may strike at you,” &c. whose qualification--] Whose temperament, crasis.
Doth, like a poisonous mineral, gnaw my inwards;
SCENE II.-A Street. Enter a Herald, with a proclamation; People following. Her. It is Othello's pleasure, our noble and valiant general, that, upon certain tidings now arrived, importing the mere perdition of the Turkish fleet, every man put himself into triumph ; some to dance, some to make bonfires, each man to what sport and revels his addictiont leads him ; for, besides these beneficial news, it is the celebration of his nuptial :—so much was his pleasure should be proclaimed. All offices are open ; and there is full liberty of feasting from this present hour of five till the bell have told eleven. Heaven I bless the isle of Cyprus, and our noble general, Othello! [È.ceunt.
SCENE III.-A. Hall in the Castle.
(*) First folio, right.
(+) First folio, addition.
(1) First folio omits, Heaven.
“ If this poore trash of Venice, whom I crush," &c.
“ If this poore Trash of Venice, whome I trace," &c. Warburton prints, “ brach of Venice" for trash of Venice, an emendation to which we cannot subscribe, although persuaded that “trash of Venice" is a vitiation of what the poet wrote.
b — whom I trash-] The folio has “. - trace;” but “trash," signifying to clog or impede, is surely the genuine word. See note (6), p. 454, Vol. IV.
. All offices are open ;). The apartments in a great establishment, where the refreshments were prepared or distributed, were anciently known as offices : thus, as quoted by Malone, in “Tímon of Athens,” Act II. Sc. 2,
“ When all our offices have been oppress'd
With riotous feeders."
Let's teach ourselves that honourable stop,
Cas. Iago hath direction what to do;
Iago is most honest.
[Exeunt Oth., DES., and Attend.
Lago. Not this hour, lieutenant; 't is not yet ten o' the clock. Our general casta us thus early for the love of his Desdemona; who let us not therefore blame: he hath not yet made wanton the night with her; and she is sport for Jove.
Cas. She's a most exquisite lady.
LAGO. What an eye she has! methinks it sounds a parley of* provocation.
CAS. An inviting eye; and yet methinks right modest.
Iago. Well, happiness to their sheets! Come, lieutenant, I have a stoop of wine; and here without are a brace of Cyprus gallants that would fain have a measure to the health of black.Othello.
Cas. Not to-night, good Iago; I have very poor and unhappy brains for drinking: I could well wish courtesy would invent some other custom of entertainment.
Lago. O, they are our friends; but one cup: I'll drink for you.
Cas. I have drunk but one cup to-night, and that was craftily qualified too, and, behold, what innovation it makes here. I am unfortunate in the infirmity, and dare not task my weakness with any more.
ÍAgo. What, man! 't is a night of revels: the gallants desire it.
(*) First folio, to.