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That gives me this bold shew of courtesy,
lago. Sir, would she give you so much of her lips, As of her tongue she oft beitows on me, You'd have enough.
Def. Alas, she has no speech.
lago. In faith, too much ;
puts tongue a little in her heart And chides with thinking.
Æmil. You have little cause to say so.. lago. Come on, come on; you're pictures out of
doors, Bells in your parlours, wild cats in your kitchens, Saints in your injuries, devils being offended, Players in your housewifery, and housewives in
your beds! Def. 0, fy upon thee, flanderer!
lago. Nay, it is true, or else I am a Turk; You rise to play, and go to bed to work.
Æmil. You Thall not write my praise. lugo. No, let me not. Def. What wouldit thou write of me, if thou
shouldīt praise me? Iago. Oh, gentle Lady, do not put me to't, For I am nothing, if not critical. Def. Ceme, one affay. There's one gone to the
harbour---lago. Ay, Madam. Def. I ain not merry; but I do beguile The thing I am, by fceming otherwile ;----Come, how wouldlt thou praise me?
lago. I am about it; but indeed my invention comes from my pate, as birdlime does from frieze, it plucks out brains and all. But my muse labours, and thus the.is deliverede
• If she be fair and wise, fairness and wit,
co ness fit.”
• For even her folly helped her to an heir.” Def. These are old fond paradoxes, to make fools laugh,i' th’alehouse. What miserable praise haft thou for her that's foul and foolish? lago." There's none so foul and foolish thereunto,
But, does foul pranks, which fair and
66 wife ones do,” Def. Oh, heavy ignorance! thou praisest the world best. But what praise couldst thou bestow on a deserving woman indeed ? (23) one that, in
(23) One that, in the authority of her merit, did juftly tut on te vouch of very malice il felf.] 'Though all the printed copies agree in this reading, I cannot help fufpecting it. If the text should be genuine, I confess it is above my undersarding In what sense can merit be faid to put on the vouch of malice? I should rather think, inerit was so fafe in itself, as to repel and put off all that malice and envy could advance and affirm to its prejudice; was upon its guard again every attack of calumny, and defied it. I have ventured to reform the text to this construction, by a very slight change that makes it intelligible. To the same purpose ihe Duke says in Measure for ivicafure;
-Lord Angelo is precise,
the authority of her merit, did justly put down the
“ Hadtongue at will, and yet was never loud;
- sure fly;
6 mon's tail ;
** her mind,
“ were) ----
Def. Oh most lame and impotent conclufion! Do not Icarn of him, Æmilia, though he be thy husband. (24) How fay you, Caflio, is he not a most profane and liberal censurer!
So Queen Catharine, speaking of herself and the clearnels of her life and conduct,
My Lords, I care not (so much I am happy
K, Henry VIII. And much to the tenor of our Poet's sentiment, as I have corrected it, Aufonius speaks of chastity.
Que casa est ? De quâ mentiri fama veretur. (24) How say you, Callio? Is be not a most profane and li
Caf. He speaks home, Madam; you may relilk him inore in the soldier than in the scholar.
lago. [-44de.] He takes her by the palm; ay, well laid----whisper----With as little a web as this, will I ensnare as great a fly as Caffio. Ay, smile upon her, do; I will gyve thee in thine own courtThip. You lay true, 'tis so indeed. If such tricks as these strip you out of your lieutenancy, it had been better you had not kissed your three fingers 'fo oft, which now again you are most apt to play the Sir in. Very good---well kissed, and excellent courtesy — 'tis fo indeed —Yet again------your fingers to your lips? 'would they were clister-pipes for your fake.
Enter OTHELLO, and Attendants.
Oih. It gives me wonder, great as my content, To see you here before me. O my soul's joy! If after every tempest come such calms, May the winds blow till they have wakened death; And let the labouring bark climb hills of feas Olympus high, and deck again as low As hell's from lieaven ! if I were now to die, 'Twere now to be most happy; for I fear, My soul hath her content fo absolute, beral counsellor :] But in what respect was Jago a counsellor ? 'He caps fentences, indeed; but ihey are not by way of adrice, but description : what he fays, is, reflections on chaTacter and conduct in life. For this reason, I ain very art to think our Author wrote ce feres VOL. XII.
That not another comfort like to this
Def. The Heavens forbid,
Oth. Amen to that, sweet powers !
[Kifing her. That e'er our hearts shall make !
lago. Oh, you are well-tuned now; but I'll let down the pegs that make this music, as honest as I
[ Afide. Oth. Come, let's to the castle. [drowned. Now, friends, our wars are done ; the Turks are How do our old acquaintance of this ifle ? Honey, you shall be well desired in Cyprus, I've found great love amongst them. Oh, my sweet, I prattle out of fashion, and I doat In mine own comfort. Prythee, good lago, Go to the bay, and disembark my coffers : Bring thou the master to the citadel, He is a good one, and his worthiness Does challenge much respect. Come, Desdemona, Once more well met at Cyprus.
[Exeunt Othello and Desdemona. Manent IAGO and RODORIGO. lago. Do you meet me presently at the harbour. Come thither, if thou be'lt valiant ; (as, they say, base men, being in love, have then a nobility in their natures more than is native to them)----- lift me; the Lieutenant to-night watches on the court of Guard. First, I must tell thee, this Desdemona is directly in love with him.