Reading Help THE TRAGEDY OF OTHELLO, MOOR OF VENICE
young, `
` and hath all those requisites in him that folly and green `
` minds `
` look after- a pestilent complete knave, and the woman hath `
` found `
` him already. `
` RODERIGO. I cannot believe that in her; she's full of most `
` blest `
` condition. `
` IAGO. Blest fig's-end! The wine she drinks is made of grapes. `
` If `
` she had been blest, she would never have loved the Moor. `
` Blest `
` pudding! Didst thou not see her paddle with the palm of his `
` hand? `
` Didst not mark that? `
` RODERIGO. Yes, that I did; but that was but courtesy. `
` IAGO. Lechery, by this hand; an index and obscure prologue to `
` the `
` history of lust and foul thoughts. They met so near with `
` their `
` lips that their breaths embraced together. Villainous `
` 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 you ruled by me. I have brought you from `
` Venice. Watch you tonight; 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 you `
` please, `
` which the time shall more favorably minister. `
` RODERIGO. Well. `
` IAGO. Sir, he is rash and very sudden in choler, and haply 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. `
` 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 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 `
` Doth like a poisonous mineral gnaw my inwards, `
` And nothing can or shall content my soul `
` Till I am even'd with him, wife for wife. `
` Or failing so, yet that I put the Moor `
` At least into a jealousy so strong `
` That judgement cannot cure. Which thing to do, `
` If this poor trash of Venice, whom I trace `
` For his quick hunting, stand the putting on, `
` I'll have our Michael Cassio on the hip, `
` Abuse him to the Moor in the rank garb `
` (For I fear Cassio with my nightcap too), `
` Make the Moor thank me, love me, and reward me `
` For making him egregiously an ass `
` And practicing upon his peace and quiet `
` Even to madness. 'Tis here, but yet confused: `
` Knavery's plain face is never seen till used. `
` Exit. `
` `
` `
` `
` `
` SCENE II. `
` A street. `
` `
` Enter a Herald with a proclamation; people following. `
` `
` HERALD. 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 addiction 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 bless the isle of `
` Cyprus `
` and our noble general Othello! `
` Exeunt. `
` `
` `
` `
` `
` SCENE III. `
` A hall in the castle. `
` `
` Enter Othello, Desdemona, Cassio, and Attendants. `
` `
` OTHELLO. Good Michael, look you to the guard tonight. `
` Let's teach ourselves that honorable stop, `
` Not to outsport discretion. `
` CASSIO. Iago hath direction what to do; `
` But notwithstanding with my personal eye `
` Will I look to't. `
` OTHELLO. Iago is most honest. `
` Michael, good night. Tomorrow with your earliest `
` Let me have speech with you. Come, my dear love, `
` The purchase made, the fruits are to ensue; `
` That profit's yet to come 'tween me and you. `
` Good night. `
` Exeunt Othello, Desdemona, and `
` Attendants. `
` `
` Enter Iago. `
` `
` CASSIO. Welcome, Iago; we must to the watch. `
` IAGO. Not this hour, lieutenant; 'tis not yet ten o' the clock. `
` Our `
` general cast 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. `
` CASSIO. She's a most exquisite lady. `
` IAGO. And, I'll warrant her, full of game. `
` CASSIO. Indeed she's a most fresh and delicate creature. `
` IAGO. What an eye she has! Methinks it sounds a parley to `
` provocation. `
` CASSIO. An inviting eye; and yet methinks right modest. `
` IAGO. And when she speaks, is it not an alarum to love? `
` CASSIO. She is indeed perfection. `
` IAGO. Well, happiness to their sheets! Come, lieutenant, I have `
` a `
` stope of wine, and here without are a brace of Cyprus `
` gallants `
` that would fain have a measure to the health of black `
` Othello. `
` CASSIO. Not tonight, good Iago. I have very poor and unhappy `
` brains `
` for drinking. I could well wish courtesy would invent some `
` other `
` custom of entertainment. `
` IAGO. O, they are our friends! But one cup; I'll drink for you. `
` CASSIO. I have drunk but one cup tonight, 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. `
` IAGO. What, man! 'Tis a night of revels, the gallants desire `
` it. `
` CASSIO. Where are they? `
` IAGO. Here at the door; I pray you, call them in. `
` CASSIO. I'll do't, but it dislikes me. `
` Exit. `
` IAGO. If I can fasten but one cup upon him, `
` With that which he hath drunk tonight already, `
` He'll be as full of quarrel and offense `
` As my young mistress' dog. Now my sick fool Roderigo, `
` Whom love hath turn'd almost the wrong side out, `
` To Desdemona hath tonight caroused `
` Potations pottle-deep; and he's to watch. `
` Three lads of Cyprus, noble swelling spirits, `
` That hold their honors in a wary distance, `
` The very elements of this warlike isle, `
` Have I tonight fluster'd with flowing cups, `
` And they watch too. Now, 'mongst this flock of drunkards, `
` Am I to put our Cassio in some action `
` That may offend the isle. But here they come. `
` If consequence do but approve my dream, `
` My boat sails freely, both with wind and stream. `
` `
` Re-enter Cassio; with him Montano and Gentlemen; `
` Servants following with wine. `
` `
` CASSIO. 'Fore God, they have given me a rouse already. `
` MONTANO. Good faith, a little one; not past a pint, as I am a `
` soldier. `
` IAGO. Some wine, ho! `
` `
` [Sings.] "And let me the canakin clink, clink; `
` And let me the canakin clink. `
` A soldier's a man; `
`
` and hath all those requisites in him that folly and green `
` minds `
` look after- a pestilent complete knave, and the woman hath `
` found `
` him already. `
` RODERIGO. I cannot believe that in her; she's full of most `
` blest `
` condition. `
` IAGO. Blest fig's-end! The wine she drinks is made of grapes. `
` If `
` she had been blest, she would never have loved the Moor. `
` Blest `
` pudding! Didst thou not see her paddle with the palm of his `
` hand? `
` Didst not mark that? `
` RODERIGO. Yes, that I did; but that was but courtesy. `
` IAGO. Lechery, by this hand; an index and obscure prologue to `
` the `
` history of lust and foul thoughts. They met so near with `
` their `
` lips that their breaths embraced together. Villainous `
` 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 you ruled by me. I have brought you from `
` Venice. Watch you tonight; 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 you `
` please, `
` which the time shall more favorably minister. `
` RODERIGO. Well. `
` IAGO. Sir, he is rash and very sudden in choler, and haply 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. `
` 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 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 `
` Doth like a poisonous mineral gnaw my inwards, `
` And nothing can or shall content my soul `
` Till I am even'd with him, wife for wife. `
` Or failing so, yet that I put the Moor `
` At least into a jealousy so strong `
` That judgement cannot cure. Which thing to do, `
` If this poor trash of Venice, whom I trace `
` For his quick hunting, stand the putting on, `
` I'll have our Michael Cassio on the hip, `
` Abuse him to the Moor in the rank garb `
` (For I fear Cassio with my nightcap too), `
` Make the Moor thank me, love me, and reward me `
` For making him egregiously an ass `
` And practicing upon his peace and quiet `
` Even to madness. 'Tis here, but yet confused: `
` Knavery's plain face is never seen till used. `
` Exit. `
` `
` `
` `
` `
` SCENE II. `
` A street. `
` `
` Enter a Herald with a proclamation; people following. `
` `
` HERALD. 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 addiction 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 bless the isle of `
` Cyprus `
` and our noble general Othello! `
` Exeunt. `
` `
` `
` `
` `
` SCENE III. `
` A hall in the castle. `
` `
` Enter Othello, Desdemona, Cassio, and Attendants. `
` `
` OTHELLO. Good Michael, look you to the guard tonight. `
` Let's teach ourselves that honorable stop, `
` Not to outsport discretion. `
` CASSIO. Iago hath direction what to do; `
` But notwithstanding with my personal eye `
` Will I look to't. `
` OTHELLO. Iago is most honest. `
` Michael, good night. Tomorrow with your earliest `
` Let me have speech with you. Come, my dear love, `
` The purchase made, the fruits are to ensue; `
` That profit's yet to come 'tween me and you. `
` Good night. `
` Exeunt Othello, Desdemona, and `
` Attendants. `
` `
` Enter Iago. `
` `
` CASSIO. Welcome, Iago; we must to the watch. `
` IAGO. Not this hour, lieutenant; 'tis not yet ten o' the clock. `
` Our `
` general cast 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. `
` CASSIO. She's a most exquisite lady. `
` IAGO. And, I'll warrant her, full of game. `
` CASSIO. Indeed she's a most fresh and delicate creature. `
` IAGO. What an eye she has! Methinks it sounds a parley to `
` provocation. `
` CASSIO. An inviting eye; and yet methinks right modest. `
` IAGO. And when she speaks, is it not an alarum to love? `
` CASSIO. She is indeed perfection. `
` IAGO. Well, happiness to their sheets! Come, lieutenant, I have `
` a `
` stope of wine, and here without are a brace of Cyprus `
` gallants `
` that would fain have a measure to the health of black `
` Othello. `
` CASSIO. Not tonight, good Iago. I have very poor and unhappy `
` brains `
` for drinking. I could well wish courtesy would invent some `
` other `
` custom of entertainment. `
` IAGO. O, they are our friends! But one cup; I'll drink for you. `
` CASSIO. I have drunk but one cup tonight, 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. `
` IAGO. What, man! 'Tis a night of revels, the gallants desire `
` it. `
` CASSIO. Where are they? `
` IAGO. Here at the door; I pray you, call them in. `
` CASSIO. I'll do't, but it dislikes me. `
` Exit. `
` IAGO. If I can fasten but one cup upon him, `
` With that which he hath drunk tonight already, `
` He'll be as full of quarrel and offense `
` As my young mistress' dog. Now my sick fool Roderigo, `
` Whom love hath turn'd almost the wrong side out, `
` To Desdemona hath tonight caroused `
` Potations pottle-deep; and he's to watch. `
` Three lads of Cyprus, noble swelling spirits, `
` That hold their honors in a wary distance, `
` The very elements of this warlike isle, `
` Have I tonight fluster'd with flowing cups, `
` And they watch too. Now, 'mongst this flock of drunkards, `
` Am I to put our Cassio in some action `
` That may offend the isle. But here they come. `
` If consequence do but approve my dream, `
` My boat sails freely, both with wind and stream. `
` `
` Re-enter Cassio; with him Montano and Gentlemen; `
` Servants following with wine. `
` `
` CASSIO. 'Fore God, they have given me a rouse already. `
` MONTANO. Good faith, a little one; not past a pint, as I am a `
` soldier. `
` IAGO. Some wine, ho! `
` `
` [Sings.] "And let me the canakin clink, clink; `
` And let me the canakin clink. `
` A soldier's a man; `
`