An Electronic Classics Series Publication - Penn State University
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OTHELLO:Come, let us to the castle.News, friends; our wars are done, the Turks are drown’d.How does my old acquaintance of this isle?Honey, you shall be well desired in Cyprus;I have found great love amongst them. O my sweet,I prattle out of fashion, and I doteIn mine own comforts. I prithee, good Iago,Go to the bay and disembark my coffers:Bring thou the master to the citadel;He is a good one, and his worthinessDoes challenge much respect. Come, Desdemona,Once more, well met at Cyprus.[Exeunt Othello, Desdemona, and Attendants.]IAGO: Do thou meet me presently at the harbor. Comehither. If thou be’st valiant,— as, they say, base menbeing in love have then a nobility in their natures morethan is native to them—list me. The lieutenant tonightwatches on the court of guard:—first, I must tell theethis—Desdemona is directly in love with him.RODERIGO: With him! why, ’tis not possible.IAGO: Lay thy finger thus, and let thy soul be instructed.Mark me with what violence she first loved the Moor,but for bragging and telling her fantastical lies: andOthello Act II, scene i28will she love him still for prating? let not thy discreetheart think it. Her eye must be fed; and what delightshall she have to look on the devil? When the blood ismade dull with the act of sport, there should be, againto inflame it and to give satiety a fresh appetite, lovelinessin favor, sympathy in years, manners and beauties;all which the Moor is defective in: now, for want ofthese required conveniences, her delicate tendernesswill find itself abused, begin to heave the gorge, disrelishand abhor the Moor; very nature will instruct her in itand compel her to some second choice. Now, sir, thisgranted,—as it is a most pregnant and unforced position—whostands so eminent in the degree of this fortuneas Cassio does? a knave very voluble; no furtherconscionable than in putting on the mere form of civiland humane seeming, for the better compassing of hissalt 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 devilishknave. Besides, the knave is handsome, young, and hathall those requisites in him that folly and green mindslook after: a pestilent complete knave; and the womanhath found him already.RODERIGO: I cannot believe that in her; she’s full ofmost blessed condition.
IAGO: Blessed fig’s-end! the wine she drinks is made ofgrapes: if she had been blessed, she would never haveloved the Moor. Blessed pudding! Didst thou not seeher paddle with the palm of his hand? Didst not markthat?RODERIGO: Yes, that I did; but that was but courtesy.IAGO: Lechery, by this hand; an index and obscureprologue to the history of lust and foul thoughts. Theymet so near with their lips that their breaths embracedtogether. Villanous thoughts, Roderigo! when thesemutualities so marshal the way, hard at hand comesthe master and main exercise, the incorporate conclusion,Pish! But, sir, be you ruled by me: I have broughtyou from Venice. Watch you to-night; or the command,I’ll lay’t upon you. Cassio knows you not. I’ll not be farfrom you: do you find some occasion to anger Cassio,either by speaking too loud, or tainting his discipline;or from what other course you please, which the timeshall more favorably minister.RODERIGO: Well.IAGO: Sir, he is rash and very sudden in choler, andhaply may strike at you: provoke him, that he may; foreven out of that will I cause these of Cyprus to mutiny;Othello Act II, scene i29whose qualification shall come into no true taste againbut by the displanting of Cassio. So shall you have ashorter journey to your desires by the means I shallthen have to prefer them; and the impediment mostprofitably removed, without the which there were noexpectation of our prosperity.RODERIGO: I will do this, if I can bring it to any opportunity.IAGO: I warrant thee. Meet me by and by at the citadel:I must fetch his necessaries ashore. Farewell.RODERIGO: Adieu.[Exit.]IAGO: That Cassio loves her, I do well believe it;That she loves him, ’tis 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 DesdemonaA most dear husband. Now, I do love her too;Not out of absolute lust, though peradventureI stand accountant for as great a sin,But partly led to diet my revenge,For that I do suspect the lusty Moor
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IAGO: Blessed fig’s-end! the wine she drinks is made ofgrapes: if she had been blessed, she would never haveloved the Moor. Blessed pudding! Didst thou not seeher paddle with the palm of his hand? Didst not markthat?RODERIGO: Yes, that I did; but that was but courtesy.IAGO: Lechery, by this hand; an index and obscureprologue to the history of lust and foul thoughts. Theymet so near with their lips that their breaths embracedtogether. Villanous thoughts, Roderigo! when thesemutualities so marshal the way, hard at hand comesthe master and main exercise, the incorporate conclusion,Pish! But, sir, be you ruled by me: I have broughtyou from Venice. Watch you to-night; or the command,I’ll lay’t upon you. Cassio knows you not. I’ll not be farfrom you: do you find some occasion to anger Cassio,either by speaking too loud, or tainting his discipline;or from what other course you please, which the timeshall more favorably minister.RODERIGO: Well.IAGO: Sir, he is rash and very sudden in choler, andhaply may strike at you: provoke him, that he may; foreven out of that will I cause these of Cyprus to mutiny;Othello Act II, scene i29whose qualification shall come into no true taste againbut by the displanting of Cassio. So shall you have ashorter journey to your desires by the means I shallthen have to prefer them; and the impediment mostprofitably removed, without the which there were noexpectation of our prosperity.RODERIGO: I will do this, if I can bring it to any opportunity.IAGO: I warrant thee. Meet me by and by at the citadel:I must fetch his necessaries ashore. Farewell.RODERIGO: Adieu.[Exit.]IAGO: That Cassio loves her, I do well believe it;That she loves him, ’tis apt and of great credit:The Moor, howbeit that I endure him not,Is of a constant, loving, noble nature,<strong>An</strong>d I dare think he’ll prove to DesdemonaA most dear husband. Now, I do love her too;Not out of absolute lust, though peradventureI stand accountant for as great a sin,But partly led to diet my revenge,For that I do suspect the lusty Moor
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