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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。
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ACT III。
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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
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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。
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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。
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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。 DESDEMONA。 Nay; stay and hear me speak。 CASSIO。 Madam;
not now。 I am very ill at ease; Unfit for mine own purposes。
DESDEMONA。 Well; do your discretion。 Exit Cassio。 IAGO。 Ha! I like
not that。 OTHELLO。 What dost thou say? IAGO。 Nothing; my lord; or if
I know not what。 OTHELLO。 Was not that Cassio parted from my wife?
IAGO。 Cassio; my lord! No; sure; I cannot think it; That he would steal
away so guilty…like; Seeing you coming。 OTHELLO。 I do believe 'twas he。
DESDEMONA。 How now; my lord! I have been talking with a suitor here;
A man that languishes in your displeasure。 OTHELLO。 Who is't you mean?
DESDEMONA。 Why; your lieutenant; Cassio。 Good my lord; If I have
any grace or power to move you; His present reconciliation take; For if he
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be not one that truly loves you; That errs in ignorance and not in cunning;
I have no judgement in an honest face。 I prithee; call him back。
OTHELLO。 Went he hence now? DESDEMONA。 Ay; sooth; so humbled
That he hath left part of his grief with me To suffer with him。 Good love;
call him back。 OTHELLO。 Not now; sweet Desdemona; some other time。
DESDEMONA。 But shall't be shortly? OTHELLO。 The sooner; sweet; for
you。 DESDEMONA。 Shall't be tonight at supper? OTHELLO。 No; not
tonight。 DESDEMONA。 Tomorrow dinner then? OTHELLO。 I shall