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sensible man； by and by a fool； and presently a beast！ O strange！ Every
inordinate cup is unblest； and the ingredient is a devil。 IAGO。 Come； come；
good wine is a good familiar creature； if it be well used。 Exclaim no more
against it。 And； good lieutenant； I think you think I love you。 CASSIO。 I
have well approved it； sir。 I drunk！ IAGO。 You or any man living may be
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drunk at some time； man。 I'll tell you what you shall do。 Our general's wife
is now the general。 I may say so in this respect； for that he hath devoted
and given up himself to the contemplation； mark； and denotement of her
parts and graces。 Confess yourself freely to her； importune her help to put
you in your place again。 She is of so free； so kind； so apt； so blessed a
disposition； she holds it a vice in her goodness not to do more than she is
requested。 This broken joint between you and her husband entreat her to
splinter； and； my fortunes against any lay worth naming； this crack of your
love shall grow stronger than it was before。 CASSIO。 You advise me well。
IAGO。 I protest； in the sincerity of love and honest kindness。 CASSIO。 I
think it freely； and betimes in the morning I will beseech the virtuous
Desdemona to undertake for me。 I am desperate of my fortunes if they
check me here。 IAGO。 You are in the right。 Good night； lieutenant； I must
to the watch。 CASSIO。 Good night； honest Iago。 Exit。 IAGO。 And what's
he then that says I play the villain？ When this advice is free I give and
honest； Probal to thinking； and indeed the course To win the Moor again？
For 'tis most easy The inclining Desdemona to subdue In any honest suit。
She's framed as fruitful As the free elements。 And then for her To win the
Moor； were't to renounce his baptism； All seals and symbols of redeemed
sin； His soul is so enfetter'd to her love； That she may make； unmake； do
what she list； Even as her appetite shall play the god With his weak
function。 How am I then a villain To counsel Cassio to this parallel course；
Directly to his good？ Divinity of hell！ When devils will the blackest sins
put on； They do suggest at first with heavenly shows； As I do now。 For
whiles this honest fool Plies Desdemona to repair his fortune； And she for
him pleads strongly to the Moor； I'll pour this pestilence into his ear； That
she repeals him for her body's lust； And by how much she strives to do
him good； She shall undo her credit with the Moor。 So will I turn her
virtue into pitch； And out of her own goodness make the net That shall
enmesh them all。
Enter Roderigo。
How now； Roderigo！ RODERIGO。 I do follow here in the chase； not
like a hound that hunts； but one that fills up the cry。 My money is almost
spent； I have been tonight exceedingly well cudgeled； and I think the issue
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will be； I shall have so much experience for my pains； and so； with no
money at all and a little more wit； return again to Venice。 IAGO。 How
poor are they that have not patience！ What wound did ever heal but by
degrees？ Thou know'st we work by wit and not by witchcraft； And wit
depends on dilatory time。 Does't not go well？ Cassio hath beaten thee； And
thou by that small hurt hast cashier'd Cassio。 Though other things grow
fair against the sun； Yet fruits that blossom first will first be ripe。 Content
thyself awhile。 By the mass； 'tis morning； Pleasure and action make the
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 piec