IAGO: Virtue! a fig! ’tis in ourselves that we are thus orthus. Our bodies are our gardens, to the which our willsare gardeners: so that if we will plant nettles, or sowlettuce, set hyssop and weed up thyme, supply it withone gender of herbs, or distract it with many, either tohave it sterile with idleness, or manured with industry,why, the power and corrigible authority of this lies inour wills. If the balance of our lives had not one scaleof reason to poise another of sensuality, the blood andbaseness of our natures would conduct us to most preposterousconclusions: but we have reason to cool ourraging motions, our carnal stings, our unbitted lusts,whereof I take this that you call love to be a sect orscion.RODERIGO: It cannot be.Othello Act I, scene iiiIAGO: It is merely a lust of the blood and a permissionof the will. Come, be a man. Drown thyself! Drown catsand blind puppies. I have professed me thy friend and Iconfess me knit to thy deserving with cables of perdurabletoughness; I could never better stead thee thannow. Put money in thy purse; follow thou the wars;defeat thy favor with an usurped beard; I say, put moneyin thy purse. It cannot be that Desdemona should longcontinue her love to the Moor,— put money in thypurse,— nor he his to her: it was a violent commencement,and thou shalt see an answerable sequestration:—put but money in thy purse. These Moors are changeablein their wills: fill thy purse with money: —thefood that to him now is as luscious as locusts, shall beto him shortly as bitter as coloquintida. She must changefor youth: when she is sated with his body, she willfind the error of her choice: she must have change, shemust: therefore put money in thy purse. If thou wiltneeds damn thyself, do it a more delicate way thandrowning. Make all the money thou canst: if sanctimonyand a frail vow betwixt an erring barbarian and asupersubtle Venetian not too hard for my wits and allthe tribe of hell, thou shalt enjoy her; therefore makemoney. A pox of drowning thyself! it is clean out of theway: seek thou rather to be hanged in compassing thyjoy than to be drowned and go without her.RODERIGO: Wilt thou be fast to my hopes, if I dependon the issue?IAGO: Thou art sure of me:—go, make money:—I havetold thee often, and I re-tell thee again and again, Ihate the Moor: my cause is hearted; thine hath no lessreason. Let us be conjunctive in our revenge againsthim: if thou canst cuckold him, thou dost thyself apleasure, me a sport. There are many events in the wombof time which will be delivered. Traverse! go, provide20
Othello Act I, scene ithy money. We will have more of this to-morrow. Adieu. Cassio’s a proper man: let me see now:To get his place and to plume up my willRODERIGO: Where shall we meet i’ the morning? In double knavery—How, how? Let’s see:—After some time, to abuse Othello’s earIAGO: At my lodging.That he is too familiar with his wife.He hath a person and a smooth disposeRODERIGO: I’ll be with thee betimes.To be suspected, framed to make women false.The Moor is of a free and open nature,IAGO: Go to; farewell. Do you hear, Roderigo?That thinks men honest that but seem to be so,<strong>An</strong>d will as tenderly be led by the noseRODERIGO: What say you?As asses are.I have’t. It is engender’d. Hell and nightIAGO: No more of drowning, do you hear?Must bring this monstrous birth to the world’s light.RODERIGO: I am changed: I’ll go sell all my land.[Exit.][Exit.]IAGO: Thus do I ever make my fool my purse:For I mine own gain’d knowledge should profane,If I would time expend with such a snipe.But for my sport and profit. I hate the Moor:<strong>An</strong>d it is thought abroad, that ‘twixt my sheetsHe has done my office: I know not if’t be true;But I, for mere suspicion in that kind,Will do as if for surety. He holds me well;The better shall my purpose work on him.21
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