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food that to him now is as luscious as locusts, shall be to `
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him `
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shortly as acerb as the coloquintida. She must change for `
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youth; `
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when she is sated with his body, she will find the error of `
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her `
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choice. She must have change, she must; therefore put money `
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in `
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thy purse. If thou wilt needs damn thyself, do it a more `
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delicate `
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way than drowning. Make all the money thou canst. If `
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sanctimony `
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and a frail vow betwixt an erring barbarian and a supersubtle `
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Venetian be not too hard for my wits and all the tribe of `
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hell, `
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thou shalt enjoy her- therefore make money. A pox of drowning `
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thyself! It is clean out of the way. Seek thou rather to be `
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hanged in compassing thy joy than to be drowned and go `
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without `
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her. `
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RODERIGO. Wilt thou be fast to my hopes, if I depend on the `
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issue? `
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IAGO. Thou art sure of me- go, make money. I have told thee `
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often, `
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and I retell thee again and again, I hate the Moor. My cause `
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is `
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hearted; thine hath no less reason. Let us be conjunctive in `
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our `
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revenge against him. If thou canst cuckold him, thou dost `
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thyself `
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a pleasure, me a sport. There are many events in the womb of `
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time `
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which will be delivered. Traverse, go, provide thy money. We `
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will `
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have more of this tomorrow. Adieu. `
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RODERIGO. Where shall we meet i' the morning? `
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IAGO. At my lodging. `
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RODERIGO. I'll be with thee betimes. `
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IAGO. Go to, farewell. Do you hear, Roderigo? `
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RODERIGO. What say you? `
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IAGO. No more of drowning, do you hear? `
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RODERIGO. I am changed; I'll go sell all my land. `
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Exit. `
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IAGO. Thus do I ever make my fool my purse; `
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For I mine own gain'd knowledge should profane `
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If I would time expend with such a snipe `
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But for my sport and profit. I hate the Moor, `
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And it is thought abroad that 'twixt my sheets `
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He has done my office. I know not if't be true, `
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But I for mere suspicion in that kind `
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Will do as if for surety. He holds me well, `
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The better shall my purpose work on him. `
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Cassio's a proper man. Let me see now- `
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To get his place, and to plume up my will `
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In double knavery- How, how?- Let's see- `
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After some time, to abuse Othello's ear `
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That he is too familiar with his wife. `
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He hath a person and a smooth dispose `
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To be suspected- framed to make women false. `
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The Moor is of a free and open nature, `
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That thinks men honest that but seem to be so, `
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And will as tenderly be led by the nose `
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As asses are. `
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I have't. It is engender'd. Hell and night `
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Must bring this monstrous birth to the world's light. `
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Exit. `
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ACT II. SCENE I. `
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A seaport in Cyprus. An open place near the quay. `
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Enter Montano and two Gentlemen. `
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MONTANO. What from the cape can you discern at sea? `
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FIRST GENTLEMAN. Nothing at all. It is a high-wrought flood; `
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I cannot, 'twixt the heaven and the main, `
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Descry a sail. `
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MONTANO. Methinks the wind hath spoke aloud at land; `
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A fuller blast ne'er shook our battlements. `
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If it hath ruffian'd so upon the sea, `
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What ribs of oak, when mountains melt on them, `
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Can hold the mortise? What shall we hear of this? `
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SECOND GENTLEMAN. A segregation of the Turkish fleet. `
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For do but stand upon the foaming shore, `
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The chidden billow seems to pelt the clouds; `
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The wind-shaked surge, with high and monstrous mane, `
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Seems to cast water on the burning bear, `
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And quench the guards of the ever-fixed pole. `
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I never did like molestation view `
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On the enchafed flood. `
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MONTANO. If that the Turkish fleet `
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Be not enshelter'd and embay'd, they are drown'd; `
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It is impossible to bear it out. `
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Enter a third Gentleman. `
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THIRD GENTLEMAN. News, lads! Our wars are done. `
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The desperate tempest hath so bang'd the Turks, `
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That their designment halts. A noble ship of Venice `
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Hath seen a grievous wreck and sufferance `
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On most part of their fleet. `
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MONTANO. How? Is this true? `
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THIRD GENTLEMAN. The ship is here put in, `
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A Veronesa. Michael Cassio, `
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Lieutenant to the warlike Moor, Othello, `
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Is come on shore; the Moor himself at sea, `
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And is in full commission here for Cyprus. `
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MONTANO. I am glad on't; 'tis a worthy governor. `
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THIRD GENTLEMAN. But this same Cassio, though he speak of `
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comfort `
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Touching the Turkish loss, yet he looks sadly `
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And prays the Moor be safe; for they were parted `
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With foul and violent tempest. `
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MONTANO. Pray heavens he be, `
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For I have served him, and the man commands `
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Like a full soldier. Let's to the seaside, ho! `
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As well to see the vessel that's come in `
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As to throw out our eyes for brave Othello, `
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Even till we make the main and the aerial blue `
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An indistinct regard. `
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THIRD GENTLEMAN. Come, let's do so, `
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For every minute is expectancy `
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Of more arrivance. `
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Enter Cassio. `
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CASSIO. Thanks, you the valiant of this warlike isle, `
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That so approve the Moor! O, let the heavens `
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Give him defense against the elements, `
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For I have lost him on a dangerous sea. `
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MONTANO. I she well shipp'd? `
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CASSIO. His bark is stoutly timber'd, and his pilot `
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Of very expert and approved allowance; `
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Therefore my hopes, not surfeited to death, `
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Stand in bold cure. `
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A cry within, "A sail, a sail, a `
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sail!" `
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Enter a fourth Gentleman. `
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What noise? `
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FOURTH GENTLEMAN. The town is empty; on the brow o' the sea `
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Stand ranks of people, and they cry, "A sail!" `
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CASSIO. My hopes do shape him for the governor. `
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Guns `
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heard. `
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SECOND GENTLEMAN. They do discharge their shot of courtesy- `
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Our friends at least. `
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CASSIO. I pray you, sir, go forth, `
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And give us truth who 'tis that is arrived. `
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SECOND GENTLEMAN. I shall. `
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Exit. `
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MONTANO. But, good lieutenant, is your general wived? `
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CASSIO. Most fortunately: he hath achieved a maid `
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That paragons description and wild fame, `
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One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens, `
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And in the essential vesture of creation `
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Does tire the ingener. `
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Re-enter second Gentleman. `
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How now! who has put in? `
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SECOND GENTLEMAN. 'Tis one Iago, ancient to the general. `
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CASSIO. He has had most favorable and happy speed: `
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Tempests themselves, high seas, and howling winds, `
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The gutter'd rocks, and congregated sands, `
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Traitors ensteep'd to clog the guiltless keel, `
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As having sense of beauty, do omit `
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Their mortal natures, letting go safely by `
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The divine Desdemona. `
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MONTANO. What is she? `
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CASSIO. She that I spake of, our great captain's captain, `
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Left in the conduct of the bold Iago, `
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Whose footing here anticipates our thoughts `
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A se'nnight's speed. Great Jove, Othello guard, `
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And swell his sail with thine own powerful breath, `
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That he may bless this bay with his tall ship, `
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Make love's quick pants in Desdemona's arms, `
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Give renew'd fire to our extincted spirits, `
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And bring all Cyprus comfort. `
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Enter Desdemona, Emilia Iago, Roderigo, and Attendants. `
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O, behold, `
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The riches of the ship is come on shore! `
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Ye men of Cyprus, let her have your knees. `
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Hall to thee, lady! And the grace of heaven, `
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Before, behind thee, and on every hand, `
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