Speeches (Lines) for Cassio in "The Tragedy of Othello; or, The Moor of Venice"

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1 I / 2
  • The duke does greet you, general,
    And he requires your haste-post-haste appe...
  • The duke does greet you, general,
    And he requires your haste-post-haste appearance,
    Even on the instant.
  • Othello. The servants of the duke, and my lieutenant.
    The goodness of the night upon you, friends!
    What is the news?

    Cassio. The duke does greet you, general,
    And he requires your haste-post-haste appearance,
    Even on the instant.

2 I / 2
  • Something from Cyprus as I may divine:
    It is a business of some heat: the ga...
  • Something from Cyprus as I may divine:
    It is a business of some heat: the galleys
    Have sent a dozen sequent messengers
    This very night at one another's heels,
    And many of the consuls, raised and met,
    Are at the duke's already: you have been
    hotly call'd for;
    When, being not at your lodging to be found,
    The senate hath sent about three several guests
    To search you out.
  • Othello. What is the matter, think you?

    Cassio. Something from Cyprus as I may divine:
    It is a business of some heat: the galleys
    Have sent a dozen sequent messengers
    This very night at one another's heels,
    And many of the consuls, raised and met,
    Are at the duke's already: you have been
    hotly call'd for;
    When, being not at your lodging to be found,
    The senate hath sent about three several guests
    To search you out.

3 I / 2
  • Ancient, what makes he here?
  • Ancient, what makes he here?
  • Othello. 'Tis well I am found by you.
    I will but spend a word here in the house,
    And go with you.

    Cassio. Ancient, what makes he here?

4 I / 2
  • I do not understand.
  • I do not understand.
  • Iago. 'Faith, he to-night hath boarded a land carack:
    If it prove lawful prize, he's made for ever.

    Cassio. I do not understand.

5 I / 2
  • To who?
  • To who?
  • Iago. He's married.

    Cassio. To who?

6 I / 2
  • Here comes another troop to seek for you.
  • Here comes another troop to seek for you.
  • Othello. Have with you.

    Cassio. Here comes another troop to seek for you.

7 II / 1
  • Thanks, you the valiant of this warlike isle,
    That so approve the Moor! O, l...
  • Thanks, you the valiant of this warlike isle,
    That so approve the Moor! O, let the heavens
    Give him defence against the elements,
    For I have lost us him on a dangerous sea.
  • Third Gentleman. Come, let's do so:
    For every minute is expectancy
    Of more arrivance.

    Cassio. Thanks, you the valiant of this warlike isle,
    That so approve the Moor! O, let the heavens
    Give him defence against the elements,
    For I have lost us him on a dangerous sea.

8 II / 1
  • His bark is stoutly timber'd, his pilot
    Of very expert and approved allowanc...
  • His bark is stoutly timber'd, his pilot
    Of very expert and approved allowance;
    Therefore my hopes, not surfeited to death,
    Stand in bold cure.
  • Montano. Is he well shipp'd?

    Cassio. His bark is stoutly timber'd, his pilot
    Of very expert and approved allowance;
    Therefore my hopes, not surfeited to death,
    Stand in bold cure.

9 II / 1
  • What noise?
  • What noise?
  • Cassio. His bark is stoutly timber'd, his pilot
    Of very expert and approved allowance;
    Therefore my hopes, not surfeited to death,
    Stand in bold cure.

    Cassio. What noise?

10 II / 1
  • My hopes do shape him for the governor.
  • My hopes do shape him for the governor.
  • Fourth Gentleman. The town is empty; on the brow o' the sea
    Stand ranks of people, and they cry 'A sail!'

    Cassio. My hopes do shape him for the governor.

11 II / 1
  • I pray you, sir, go forth,
    And give us truth who 'tis that is arrived.
  • I pray you, sir, go forth,
    And give us truth who 'tis that is arrived.
  • Second Gentleman. They do discharge their shot of courtesy:
    Our friends at least.

    Cassio. I pray you, sir, go forth,
    And give us truth who 'tis that is arrived.

12 II / 1
  • Most fortunately: he hath achieved a maid
    That paragons description and wild...
  • Most fortunately: he hath achieved a maid
    That paragons description and wild fame;
    One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens,
    And in the essential vesture of creation
    Does tire the ingener.
    [Re-enter second Gentleman]
    How now! who has put in?
  • Montano. But, good lieutenant, is your general wived?

    Cassio. Most fortunately: he hath achieved a maid
    That paragons description and wild fame;
    One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens,
    And in the essential vesture of creation
    Does tire the ingener.
    [Re-enter second Gentleman]
    How now! who has put in?

13 II / 1
  • Has had most favourable and happy speed:
    Tempests themselves, high seas, and...
  • Has had most favourable and happy speed:
    Tempests themselves, high seas, and howling winds,
    The gutter'd rocks and congregated sands--
    Traitors ensteep'd to clog the guiltless keel,--
    As having sense of beauty, do omit
    Their mortal natures, letting go safely by
    The divine Desdemona.
  • Second Gentleman. 'Tis one Iago, ancient to the general.

    Cassio. Has had most favourable and happy speed:
    Tempests themselves, high seas, and howling winds,
    The gutter'd rocks and congregated sands--
    Traitors ensteep'd to clog the guiltless keel,--
    As having sense of beauty, do omit
    Their mortal natures, letting go safely by
    The divine Desdemona.

14 II / 1
  • She that I spake of, our great captain's captain,
    Left in the conduct of the...
  • She that I spake of, our great captain's captain,
    Left in the conduct of the bold Iago,
    Whose footing here anticipates our thoughts
    A se'nnight's speed. Great Jove, Othello guard,
    And swell his sail with thine own powerful breath,
    That he may bless this bay with his tall ship,
    Make love's quick pants in Desdemona's arms,
    Give renew'd fire to our extincted spirits
    And bring all Cyprus comfort!
    [Enter DESDEMONA, EMILIA, IAGO, RODERIGO, and Attendants]
    O, behold,
    The riches of the ship is come on shore!
    Ye men of Cyprus, let her have your knees.
    Hail to thee, lady! and the grace of heaven,
    Before, behind thee, and on every hand,
    Enwheel thee round!
  • Montano. What is she?

    Cassio. She that I spake of, our great captain's captain,
    Left in the conduct of the bold Iago,
    Whose footing here anticipates our thoughts
    A se'nnight's speed. Great Jove, Othello guard,
    And swell his sail with thine own powerful breath,
    That he may bless this bay with his tall ship,
    Make love's quick pants in Desdemona's arms,
    Give renew'd fire to our extincted spirits
    And bring all Cyprus comfort!
    [Enter DESDEMONA, EMILIA, IAGO, RODERIGO, and Attendants]
    O, behold,
    The riches of the ship is come on shore!
    Ye men of Cyprus, let her have your knees.
    Hail to thee, lady! and the grace of heaven,
    Before, behind thee, and on every hand,
    Enwheel thee round!

15 II / 1
  • He is not yet arrived: nor know I aught
    But that he's well and will be short...
  • He is not yet arrived: nor know I aught
    But that he's well and will be shortly here.
  • Desdemona. I thank you, valiant Cassio.
    What tidings can you tell me of my lord?

    Cassio. He is not yet arrived: nor know I aught
    But that he's well and will be shortly here.

16 II / 1
  • The great contention of the sea and skies
    Parted our fellowship--But, hark!...
  • The great contention of the sea and skies
    Parted our fellowship--But, hark! a sail.
  • Desdemona. O, but I fear--How lost you company?

    Cassio. The great contention of the sea and skies
    Parted our fellowship--But, hark! a sail.

17 II / 1
  • See for the news.
    [Exit Gentleman]
    Good ancient, you are welcome.
    [T...
  • See for the news.
    [Exit Gentleman]
    Good ancient, you are welcome.
    [To EMILIA]
    Welcome, mistress.
    Let it not gall your patience, good Iago,
    That I extend my manners; 'tis my breeding
    That gives me this bold show of courtesy.
  • Second Gentleman. They give their greeting to the citadel;
    This likewise is a friend.

    Cassio. See for the news.
    [Exit Gentleman]
    Good ancient, you are welcome.
    [To EMILIA]
    Welcome, mistress.
    Let it not gall your patience, good Iago,
    That I extend my manners; 'tis my breeding
    That gives me this bold show of courtesy.

18 II / 1
  • He speaks home, madam: You may relish him more in
    the soldier than in the sc...
  • He speaks home, madam: You may relish him more in
    the soldier than in the scholar.
  • Desdemona. O most lame and impotent conclusion! Do not learn
    of him, Emilia, though he be thy husband. How say
    you, Cassio? is he not a most profane and liberal
    counsellor?

    Cassio. He speaks home, madam: You may relish him more in
    the soldier than in the scholar.

19 II / 1
  • 'Tis truly so.
  • 'Tis truly so.
  • Iago. [Aside] He takes her by the palm: ay, well said,
    whisper: with as little a web as this will I
    ensnare as great a fly as Cassio. Ay, smile upon
    her, do; I will gyve thee in thine own courtship.
    You say true; 'tis so, indeed: if such tricks as
    these strip you out of your lieutenantry, it had
    been better you had not kissed your three fingers so
    oft, which now again you are most apt to play the
    sir in. Very good; well kissed! an excellent
    courtesy! 'tis so, indeed. Yet again your fingers
    to your lips? would they were clyster-pipes for your sake!
    [Trumpet within]
    The Moor! I know his trumpet.

    Cassio. 'Tis truly so.

20 II / 1
  • Lo, where he comes!
  • Lo, where he comes!
  • Desdemona. Let's meet him and receive him.

    Cassio. Lo, where he comes!

21 II / 3
  • Iago hath direction what to do;
    But, notwithstanding, with my personal eye <...
  • Iago hath direction what to do;
    But, notwithstanding, with my personal eye
    Will I look to't.
  • Othello. Good Michael, look you to the guard to-night:
    Let's teach ourselves that honourable stop,
    Not to outsport discretion.

    Cassio. Iago hath direction what to do;
    But, notwithstanding, with my personal eye
    Will I look to't.

22 II / 3
  • Welcome, Iago; we must to the watch.
  • Welcome, Iago; we must to the watch.
  • Othello. Iago is most honest.
    Michael, good night: to-morrow with your earliest
    Let me have speech with you.
    [To DESDEMONA]
    Come, my dear love,
    The purchase made, the fruits are to ensue;
    That profit's yet to come 'tween me and you.
    Good night.

    Cassio. Welcome, Iago; we must to the watch.

23 II / 3
  • She's a most exquisite lady.
  • She's a most exquisite lady.
  • 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.

24 II / 3
  • Indeed, she's a most fresh and delicate creature.
  • Indeed, she's a most fresh and delicate creature.
  • Iago. And, I'll warrant her, fun of game.

    Cassio. Indeed, she's a most fresh and delicate creature.

25 II / 3
  • An inviting eye; and yet methinks right modest.
  • An inviting eye; and yet methinks right modest.
  • Iago. What an eye she has! methinks it sounds a parley of
    provocation.

    Cassio. An inviting eye; and yet methinks right modest.

26 II / 3
  • She is indeed perfection.
  • She is indeed perfection.
  • Iago. And when she speaks, is it not an alarum to love?

    Cassio. She is indeed perfection.

27 II / 3
  • Not to-night, good Iago: I have very poor and
    unhappy brains for drinking: I...
  • Not to-night, good Iago: I have very poor and
    unhappy brains for drinking: I could well wish
    courtesy would invent some other custom of
    entertainment.
  • Iago. Well, happiness to their sheets! Come, lieutenant, I
    have a stoup 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 to-night, good Iago: I have very poor and
    unhappy brains for drinking: I could well wish
    courtesy would invent some other custom of
    entertainment.

28 II / 3
  • I have drunk but one cup to-night, and that was
    craftily qualified too, and,...
  • I have drunk but one cup to-night, 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. O, they are our friends; but one cup: I'll drink for
    you.

    Cassio. I have drunk but one cup to-night, 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.

29 II / 3
  • Where are they?
  • Where are they?
  • Iago. What, man! 'tis a night of revels: the gallants
    desire it.

    Cassio. Where are they?

30 II / 3
  • I'll do't; but it dislikes me.
  • I'll do't; but it dislikes me.
  • Iago. Here at the door; I pray you, call them in.

    Cassio. I'll do't; but it dislikes me.

31 II / 3
  • 'Fore God, they have given me a rouse already.
  • 'Fore God, they have given me a rouse already.
  • Iago. If I can fasten but one cup upon him,
    With that which he hath drunk to-night already,
    He'll be as full of quarrel and offence
    As my young mistress' dog. Now, my sick fool Roderigo,
    Whom love hath turn'd almost the wrong side out,
    To Desdemona hath to-night caroused
    Potations pottle-deep; and he's to watch:
    Three lads of Cyprus, noble swelling spirits,
    That hold their honours in a wary distance,
    The very elements of this warlike isle,
    Have I to-night 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.

    Cassio. 'Fore God, they have given me a rouse already.

32 II / 3
  • 'Fore God, an excellent song.
  • 'Fore God, an excellent song.
  • Iago. Some wine, ho!
    [Sings]
    And let me the canakin clink, clink;
    And let me the canakin clink
    A soldier's a man;
    A life's but a span;
    Why, then, let a soldier drink.
    Some wine, boys!

    Cassio. 'Fore God, an excellent song.

33 II / 3
  • Is your Englishman so expert in his drinking?
  • Is your Englishman so expert in his drinking?
  • Iago. I learned it in England, where, indeed, they are
    most potent in potting: your Dane, your German, and
    your swag-bellied Hollander--Drink, ho!--are nothing
    to your English.

    Cassio. Is your Englishman so expert in his drinking?

34 II / 3
  • To the health of our general!
  • To the health of our general!
  • Iago. Why, he drinks you, with facility, your Dane dead
    drunk; he sweats not to overthrow your Almain; he
    gives your Hollander a vomit, ere the next pottle
    can be filled.

    Cassio. To the health of our general!

35 II / 3
  • Why, this is a more exquisite song than the other.
  • Why, this is a more exquisite song than the other.
  • Iago. O sweet England!
    King Stephen was a worthy peer,
    His breeches cost him but a crown;
    He held them sixpence all too dear,
    With that he call'd the tailor lown.
    He was a wight of high renown,
    And thou art but of low degree:
    'Tis pride that pulls the country down;
    Then take thine auld cloak about thee.
    Some wine, ho!

    Cassio. Why, this is a more exquisite song than the other.

36 II / 3
  • No; for I hold him to be unworthy of his place that
    does those things. Well,...
  • No; for I hold him to be unworthy of his place that
    does those things. Well, God's above all; and there
    be souls must be saved, and there be souls must not be saved.
  • Iago. Will you hear't again?

    Cassio. No; for I hold him to be unworthy of his place that
    does those things. Well, God's above all; and there
    be souls must be saved, and there be souls must not be saved.

37 II / 3
  • For mine own part,--no offence to the general, nor
    any man of quality,--I ho...
  • For mine own part,--no offence to the general, nor
    any man of quality,--I hope to be saved.
  • Iago. It's true, good lieutenant.

    Cassio. For mine own part,--no offence to the general, nor
    any man of quality,--I hope to be saved.

38 II / 3
  • Ay, but, by your leave, not before me; the
    lieutenant is to be saved before...
  • Ay, but, by your leave, not before me; the
    lieutenant is to be saved before the ancient. Let's
    have no more of this; let's to our affairs.--Forgive
    us our sins!--Gentlemen, let's look to our business.
    Do not think, gentlemen. I am drunk: this is my
    ancient; this is my right hand, and this is my left:
    I am not drunk now; I can stand well enough, and
    speak well enough.
  • Iago. And so do I too, lieutenant.

    Cassio. Ay, but, by your leave, not before me; the
    lieutenant is to be saved before the ancient. Let's
    have no more of this; let's to our affairs.--Forgive
    us our sins!--Gentlemen, let's look to our business.
    Do not think, gentlemen. I am drunk: this is my
    ancient; this is my right hand, and this is my left:
    I am not drunk now; I can stand well enough, and
    speak well enough.

39 II / 3
  • Why, very well then; you must not think then that I am drunk.
  • Why, very well then; you must not think then that I am drunk.
  • All. Excellent well.

    Cassio. Why, very well then; you must not think then that I am drunk.

40 II / 3
  • You rogue! you rascal!
  • You rogue! you rascal!
  • Iago. Not I, for this fair island:
    I do love Cassio well; and would do much
    To cure him of this evil--But, hark! what noise?

    Cassio. You rogue! you rascal!

41 II / 3
  • A knave teach me my duty!
    I'll beat the knave into a twiggen bottle.
  • A knave teach me my duty!
    I'll beat the knave into a twiggen bottle.
  • Montano. What's the matter, lieutenant?

    Cassio. A knave teach me my duty!
    I'll beat the knave into a twiggen bottle.

42 II / 3
  • Dost thou prate, rogue?
  • Dost thou prate, rogue?
  • Roderigo. Beat me!

    Cassio. Dost thou prate, rogue?

43 II / 3
  • Let me go, sir,
    Or I'll knock you o'er the mazzard.
  • Let me go, sir,
    Or I'll knock you o'er the mazzard.
  • Montano. Nay, good lieutenant;
    [Staying him]
    I pray you, sir, hold your hand.

    Cassio. Let me go, sir,
    Or I'll knock you o'er the mazzard.

44 II / 3
  • Drunk!
  • Drunk!
  • Montano. Come, come,
    you're drunk.

    Cassio. Drunk!

45 II / 3
  • I pray you, pardon me; I cannot speak.
  • I pray you, pardon me; I cannot speak.
  • Othello. How comes it, Michael, you are thus forgot?

    Cassio. I pray you, pardon me; I cannot speak.

46 II / 3
  • Ay, past all surgery.
  • Ay, past all surgery.
  • Iago. What, are you hurt, lieutenant?

    Cassio. Ay, past all surgery.

47 II / 3
  • Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, I have lost
    my reputation! I have los...
  • Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, I have lost
    my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of
    myself, and what remains is bestial. My reputation,
    Iago, my reputation!
  • Iago. Marry, heaven forbid!

    Cassio. Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, I have lost
    my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of
    myself, and what remains is bestial. My reputation,
    Iago, my reputation!

48 II / 3
  • I will rather sue to be despised than to deceive so
    good a commander with so...
  • I will rather sue to be despised than to deceive so
    good a commander with so slight, so drunken, and so
    indiscreet an officer. Drunk? and speak parrot?
    and squabble? swagger? swear? and discourse
    fustian with one's own shadow? O thou invisible
    spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by,
    let us call thee devil!
  • Iago. As I am an honest man, I thought you had received
    some bodily wound; there is more sense in that than
    in reputation. Reputation is an idle and most false
    imposition: oft got without merit, and lost without
    deserving: you have lost no reputation at all,
    unless you repute yourself such a loser. What, man!
    there are ways to recover the general again: you
    are but now cast in his mood, a punishment more in
    policy than in malice, even so as one would beat his
    offenceless dog to affright an imperious lion: sue
    to him again, and he's yours.

    Cassio. I will rather sue to be despised than to deceive so
    good a commander with so slight, so drunken, and so
    indiscreet an officer. Drunk? and speak parrot?
    and squabble? swagger? swear? and discourse
    fustian with one's own shadow? O thou invisible
    spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by,
    let us call thee devil!

49 II / 3
  • I know not.
  • I know not.
  • Iago. What was he that you followed with your sword? What
    had he done to you?

    Cassio. I know not.

50 II / 3
  • I remember a mass of things, but nothing distinctly;
    a quarrel, but nothing...
  • I remember a mass of things, but nothing distinctly;
    a quarrel, but nothing wherefore. O God, that men
    should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away
    their brains! that we should, with joy, pleasance
    revel and applause, transform ourselves into beasts!
  • Iago. Is't possible?

    Cassio. I remember a mass of things, but nothing distinctly;
    a quarrel, but nothing wherefore. O God, that men
    should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away
    their brains! that we should, with joy, pleasance
    revel and applause, transform ourselves into beasts!

51 II / 3
  • It hath pleased the devil drunkenness to give place
    to the devil wrath; one...
  • It hath pleased the devil drunkenness to give place
    to the devil wrath; one unperfectness shows me
    another, to make me frankly despise myself.
  • Iago. Why, but you are now well enough: how came you thus
    recovered?

    Cassio. It hath pleased the devil drunkenness to give place
    to the devil wrath; one unperfectness shows me
    another, to make me frankly despise myself.

52 II / 3
  • I will ask him for my place again; he shall tell me
    I am a drunkard! Had I a...
  • I will ask him for my place again; he shall tell me
    I am a drunkard! Had I as many mouths as Hydra,
    such an answer would stop them all. To be now a
    sensible man, by and by a fool, and presently a
    beast! O strange! Every inordinate cup is
    unblessed and the ingredient is a devil.
  • Iago. Come, you are too severe a moraler: as the time,
    the place, and the condition of this country
    stands, I could heartily wish this had not befallen;
    but, since it is as it is, mend it for your own good.

    Cassio. I will ask him for my place again; he shall tell me
    I am a drunkard! Had I as many mouths as Hydra,
    such an answer would stop them all. To be now a
    sensible man, by and by a fool, and presently a
    beast! O strange! Every inordinate cup is
    unblessed and the ingredient is a devil.

53 II / 3
  • I have well approved it, sir. I drunk!
  • I have well approved it, sir. I drunk!
  • 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!

54 II / 3
  • You advise me well.
  • You advise me well.
  • Iago. You or any man living may be drunk! at a time, man.
    I'll tell you what you shall do. Our general's wife
    is now the general: 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.

55 II / 3
  • I think it freely; and betimes in the morning I will
    beseech the virtuous De...
  • 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 cheque me here.
  • 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 cheque me here.

56 III / 1
  • Masters, play here; I will content your pains;
    Something that's brief; and b...
  • Masters, play here; I will content your pains;
    Something that's brief; and bid 'Good morrow, general.'
  • 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.

    Cassio. Masters, play here; I will content your pains;
    Something that's brief; and bid 'Good morrow, general.'

57 III / 1
  • Dost thou hear, my honest friend?
  • Dost thou hear, my honest friend?
  • Clown. Then put up your pipes in your bag, for I'll away:
    go; vanish into air; away!

    Cassio. Dost thou hear, my honest friend?

58 III / 1
  • Prithee, keep up thy quillets. There's a poor piece
    of gold for thee: if the...
  • 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 favour of speech:
    wilt thou do this?
  • 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 favour of speech:
    wilt thou do this?

59 III / 1
  • Do, good my friend.
    [Exit Clown]
    [Enter IAGO]
    In happy time, Iago.
  • Do, good my friend.
    [Exit Clown]
    [Enter IAGO]
    In happy time, Iago.
  • 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.

60 III / 1
  • Why, no; the day had broke
    Before we parted. I have made bold, Iago,
    To...
  • 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. You have not been a-bed, 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.

61 III / 1
  • I humbly thank you for't.
    [Exit IAGO]
    I never knew
    A Florentine more...
  • I humbly thank you for't.
    [Exit IAGO]
    I never knew
    A Florentine more kind and honest.
  • 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.

62 III / 1
  • Yet, I beseech you,
    If you think fit, or that it may be done,
    Give me ad...
  • 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. Good morrow, good Lieutenant: I am sorry
    For your 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.

63 III / 1
  • I am much bound to you.
  • I am much bound to you.
  • 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.

64 III / 3
  • Bounteous madam,
    Whatever shall become of Michael Cassio,
    He's never any...
  • Bounteous madam,
    Whatever shall become of Michael Cassio,
    He's never any thing but your true servant.
  • 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 any thing but your true servant.

65 III / 3
  • Ay, but, lady,
    That policy may either last so long,
    Or feed upon such ni...
  • Ay, but, lady,
    That policy may either last so long,
    Or feed upon such nice and waterish diet,
    Or breed itself so out of circumstance,
    That, I being absent and my place supplied,
    My general will forget my love and service.
  • 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 further off
    Than in a polite 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 circumstance,
    That, I being absent and my place supplied,
    My general will forget my love and service.

66 III / 3
  • Madam, I'll take my leave.
  • Madam, I'll take my leave.
  • Emilia. Madam, here comes my lord.

    Cassio. Madam, I'll take my leave.

67 III / 3
  • Madam, not now: I am very ill at ease,
    Unfit for mine own purposes.
  • Madam, not now: I am very ill at ease,
    Unfit for mine own purposes.
  • Desdemona. Why, stay, and hear me speak.

    Cassio. Madam, not now: I am very ill at ease,
    Unfit for mine own purposes.

68 III / 4
  • Madam, my former suit: I do beseech you
    That by your virtuous means I may ag...
  • Madam, my former suit: I do beseech you
    That by your virtuous means I may again
    Exist, and be a member of his love
    Whom I with all the office of my heart
    Entirely honour: I would not be delay'd.
    If my offence be of such mortal kind
    That nor my service past, nor present sorrows,
    Nor purposed merit in futurity,
    Can ransom me into his love again,
    But to know so must be my benefit;
    So shall I clothe me in a forced content,
    And shut myself up in some other course,
    To fortune's alms.
  • Desdemona. How now, good Cassio! what's the news with you?

    Cassio. Madam, my former suit: I do beseech you
    That by your virtuous means I may again
    Exist, and be a member of his love
    Whom I with all the office of my heart
    Entirely honour: I would not be delay'd.
    If my offence be of such mortal kind
    That nor my service past, nor present sorrows,
    Nor purposed merit in futurity,
    Can ransom me into his love again,
    But to know so must be my benefit;
    So shall I clothe me in a forced content,
    And shut myself up in some other course,
    To fortune's alms.

69 III / 4
  • I humbly thank your ladyship.
  • I humbly thank your ladyship.
  • Desdemona. I will go seek him. Cassio, walk hereabout:
    If I do find him fit, I'll move your suit
    And seek to effect it to my uttermost.

    Cassio. I humbly thank your ladyship.

70 III / 4
  • What make you from home?
    How is it with you, my most fair Bianca?
    I' fai...
  • What make you from home?
    How is it with you, my most fair Bianca?
    I' faith, sweet love, I was coming to your house.
  • Bianca. Save you, friend Cassio!

    Cassio. What make you from home?
    How is it with you, my most fair Bianca?
    I' faith, sweet love, I was coming to your house.

71 III / 4
  • Pardon me, Bianca:
    I have this while with leaden thoughts been press'd:
    ...
  • Pardon me, Bianca:
    I have this while with leaden thoughts been press'd:
    But I shall, in a more continuate time,
    Strike off this score of absence. Sweet Bianca,
    [Giving her DESDEMONA's handkerchief]
    Take me this work out.
  • Bianca. And I was going to your lodging, Cassio.
    What, keep a week away? seven days and nights?
    Eight score eight hours? and lovers' absent hours,
    More tedious than the dial eight score times?
    O weary reckoning!

    Cassio. Pardon me, Bianca:
    I have this while with leaden thoughts been press'd:
    But I shall, in a more continuate time,
    Strike off this score of absence. Sweet Bianca,
    [Giving her DESDEMONA's handkerchief]
    Take me this work out.

72 III / 4
  • Go to, woman!
    Throw your vile guesses in the devil's teeth,
    From whence...
  • Go to, woman!
    Throw your vile guesses in the devil's teeth,
    From whence you have them. You are jealous now
    That this is from some mistress, some remembrance:
    No, in good troth, Bianca.
  • Bianca. O Cassio, whence came this?
    This is some token from a newer friend:
    To the felt absence now I feel a cause:
    Is't come to this? Well, well.

    Cassio. Go to, woman!
    Throw your vile guesses in the devil's teeth,
    From whence you have them. You are jealous now
    That this is from some mistress, some remembrance:
    No, in good troth, Bianca.

73 III / 4
  • I know not, sweet: I found it in my chamber.
    I like the work well: ere it be...
  • I know not, sweet: I found it in my chamber.
    I like the work well: ere it be demanded--
    As like enough it will--I'ld have it copied:
    Take it, and do't; and leave me for this time.
  • Bianca. Why, whose is it?

    Cassio. I know not, sweet: I found it in my chamber.
    I like the work well: ere it be demanded--
    As like enough it will--I'ld have it copied:
    Take it, and do't; and leave me for this time.

74 III / 4
  • I do attend here on the general;
    And think it no addition, nor my wish,
    ...
  • I do attend here on the general;
    And think it no addition, nor my wish,
    To have him see me woman'd.
  • Bianca. Leave you! wherefore?

    Cassio. I do attend here on the general;
    And think it no addition, nor my wish,
    To have him see me woman'd.

75 III / 4
  • Not that I love you not.
  • Not that I love you not.
  • Bianca. Why, I pray you?

    Cassio. Not that I love you not.

76 III / 4
  • 'Tis but a little way that I can bring you;
    For I attend here: but I'll see...
  • 'Tis but a little way that I can bring you;
    For I attend here: but I'll see you soon.
  • Bianca. But that you do not love me.
    I pray you, bring me on the way a little,
    And say if I shall see you soon at night.

    Cassio. 'Tis but a little way that I can bring you;
    For I attend here: but I'll see you soon.

77 IV / 1
  • What's the matter?
  • What's the matter?
  • Iago. Work on,
    My medicine, work! Thus credulous fools are caught;
    And many worthy and chaste dames even thus,
    All guiltless, meet reproach. What, ho! my lord!
    My lord, I say! Othello!
    [Enter CASSIO]
    How now, Cassio!

    Cassio. What's the matter?

78 IV / 1
  • Rub him about the temples.
  • Rub him about the temples.
  • Iago. My lord is fall'n into an epilepsy:
    This is his second fit; he had one yesterday.

    Cassio. Rub him about the temples.

79 IV / 1
  • The worser that you give me the addition
    Whose want even kills me.
  • The worser that you give me the addition
    Whose want even kills me.
  • Iago. That's not amiss;
    But yet keep time in all. Will you withdraw?
    [OTHELLO retires]
    Now will I question Cassio of Bianca,
    A housewife that by selling her desires
    Buys herself bread and clothes: it is a creature
    That dotes on Cassio; as 'tis the strumpet's plague
    To beguile many and be beguiled by one:
    He, when he hears of her, cannot refrain
    From the excess of laughter. Here he comes:
    [Re-enter CASSIO]
    As he shall smile, Othello shall go mad;
    And his unbookish jealousy must construe
    Poor Cassio's smiles, gestures and light behavior,
    Quite in the wrong. How do you now, lieutenant?

    Cassio. The worser that you give me the addition
    Whose want even kills me.

80 IV / 1
  • Alas, poor caitiff!
  • Alas, poor caitiff!
  • Iago. Ply Desdemona well, and you are sure on't.
    [Speaking lower]
    Now, if this suit lay in Bianco's power,
    How quickly should you speed!

    Cassio. Alas, poor caitiff!

81 IV / 1
  • Alas, poor rogue! I think, i' faith, she loves me.
  • Alas, poor rogue! I think, i' faith, she loves me.
  • Iago. I never knew woman love man so.

    Cassio. Alas, poor rogue! I think, i' faith, she loves me.

82 IV / 1
  • Ha, ha, ha!
  • Ha, ha, ha!
  • Iago. She gives it out that you shall marry hey:
    Do you intend it?

    Cassio. Ha, ha, ha!

83 IV / 1
  • I marry her! what? a customer! Prithee, bear some
    charity to my wit: do not...
  • I marry her! what? a customer! Prithee, bear some
    charity to my wit: do not think it so unwholesome.
    Ha, ha, ha!
  • Othello. Do you triumph, Roman? do you triumph?

    Cassio. I marry her! what? a customer! Prithee, bear some
    charity to my wit: do not think it so unwholesome.
    Ha, ha, ha!

84 IV / 1
  • Prithee, say true.
  • Prithee, say true.
  • Iago. 'Faith, the cry goes that you shall marry her.

    Cassio. Prithee, say true.

85 IV / 1
  • This is the monkey's own giving out: she is
    persuaded I will marry her, out...
  • This is the monkey's own giving out: she is
    persuaded I will marry her, out of her own love and
    flattery, not out of my promise.
  • Othello. Have you scored me? Well.

    Cassio. This is the monkey's own giving out: she is
    persuaded I will marry her, out of her own love and
    flattery, not out of my promise.

86 IV / 1
  • She was here even now; she haunts me in every place.
    I was the other day tal...
  • She was here even now; she haunts me in every place.
    I was the other day talking on the sea-bank with
    certain Venetians; and thither comes the bauble,
    and, by this hand, she falls me thus about my neck--
  • Othello. Iago beckons me; now he begins the story.

    Cassio. She was here even now; she haunts me in every place.
    I was the other day talking on the sea-bank with
    certain Venetians; and thither comes the bauble,
    and, by this hand, she falls me thus about my neck--

87 IV / 1
  • So hangs, and lolls, and weeps upon me; so hales,
    and pulls me: ha, ha, ha!
  • So hangs, and lolls, and weeps upon me; so hales,
    and pulls me: ha, ha, ha!
  • Othello. Crying 'O dear Cassio!' as it were: his gesture
    imports it.

    Cassio. So hangs, and lolls, and weeps upon me; so hales,
    and pulls me: ha, ha, ha!

88 IV / 1
  • Well, I must leave her company.
  • Well, I must leave her company.
  • Othello. Now he tells how she plucked him to my chamber. O,
    I see that nose of yours, but not that dog I shall
    throw it to.

    Cassio. Well, I must leave her company.

89 IV / 1
  • 'Tis such another fitchew! marry a perfumed one.
    [Enter BIANCA]
    What do...
  • 'Tis such another fitchew! marry a perfumed one.
    [Enter BIANCA]
    What do you mean by this haunting of me?
  • Iago. Before me! look, where she comes.

    Cassio. 'Tis such another fitchew! marry a perfumed one.
    [Enter BIANCA]
    What do you mean by this haunting of me?

90 IV / 1
  • How now, my sweet Bianca! how now! how now!
  • How now, my sweet Bianca! how now! how now!
  • Bianca. Let the devil and his dam haunt you! What did you
    mean by that same handkerchief you gave me even now?
    I was a fine fool to take it. I must take out the
    work?--A likely piece of work, that you should find
    it in your chamber, and not know who left it there!
    This is some minx's token, and I must take out the
    work? There; give it your hobby-horse: wheresoever
    you had it, I'll take out no work on't.

    Cassio. How now, my sweet Bianca! how now! how now!

91 IV / 1
  • 'Faith, I must; she'll rail in the street else.
  • 'Faith, I must; she'll rail in the street else.
  • Iago. After her, after her.

    Cassio. 'Faith, I must; she'll rail in the street else.

92 IV / 1
  • 'Faith, I intend so.
  • 'Faith, I intend so.
  • Iago. Will you sup there?

    Cassio. 'Faith, I intend so.

93 IV / 1
  • Prithee, come; will you?
  • Prithee, come; will you?
  • Iago. Well, I may chance to see you; for I would very fain
    speak with you.

    Cassio. Prithee, come; will you?

94 V / 1
  • That thrust had been mine enemy indeed,
    But that my coat is better than thou...
  • That thrust had been mine enemy indeed,
    But that my coat is better than thou know'st
    I will make proof of thine.
  • Roderigo. I know his gait, 'tis he.--Villain, thou diest!

    Cassio. That thrust had been mine enemy indeed,
    But that my coat is better than thou know'st
    I will make proof of thine.

95 V / 1
  • I am maim'd for ever. Help, ho! murder! murder!
  • I am maim'd for ever. Help, ho! murder! murder!
  • Roderigo. O, I am slain!

    Cassio. I am maim'd for ever. Help, ho! murder! murder!

96 V / 1
  • O, help, ho! light! a surgeon!
  • O, help, ho! light! a surgeon!
  • Othello. It is even so.

    Cassio. O, help, ho! light! a surgeon!

97 V / 1
  • What, ho! no watch? no passage? murder! murder!
  • What, ho! no watch? no passage? murder! murder!
  • Othello. 'Tis he:--O brave Iago, honest and just,
    That hast such noble sense of thy friend's wrong!
    Thou teachest me. Minion, your dear lies dead,
    And your unblest fate hies: strumpet, I come.
    Forth of my heart those charms, thine eyes, are blotted;
    Thy bed, lust-stain'd, shall with lust's blood be spotted.

    Cassio. What, ho! no watch? no passage? murder! murder!

98 V / 1
  • O, help!
  • O, help!
  • Gratiano. 'Tis some mischance; the cry is very direful.

    Cassio. O, help!

99 V / 1
  • Here, here! for heaven's sake, help me!
  • Here, here! for heaven's sake, help me!
  • Iago. Did not you hear a cry?

    Cassio. Here, here! for heaven's sake, help me!

100 V / 1
  • Iago? O, I am spoil'd, undone by villains!
    Give me some help.
  • Iago? O, I am spoil'd, undone by villains!
    Give me some help.
  • Iago. What are you here that cry so grievously?

    Cassio. Iago? O, I am spoil'd, undone by villains!
    Give me some help.

101 V / 1
  • I think that one of them is hereabout,
    And cannot make away.
  • I think that one of them is hereabout,
    And cannot make away.
  • Iago. O me, lieutenant! what villains have done this?

    Cassio. I think that one of them is hereabout,
    And cannot make away.

102 V / 1
  • That's one of them.
  • That's one of them.
  • Roderigo. O, help me here!

    Cassio. That's one of them.

103 V / 1
  • My leg is cut in two.
  • My leg is cut in two.
  • Iago. How is't, brother!

    Cassio. My leg is cut in two.

104 V / 1
  • No.
  • No.
  • Iago. O notable strumpet! Cassio, may you suspect
    Who they should be that have thus many led you?

    Cassio. No.

105 V / 1
  • None in the world; nor do I know the man.
  • None in the world; nor do I know the man.
  • Gratiano. Some good man bear him carefully from hence;
    I'll fetch the general's surgeon.
    [To BIANCA]
    For you, mistress,
    Save you your labour. He that lies slain
    here, Cassio,
    Was my dear friend: what malice was between you?

    Cassio. None in the world; nor do I know the man.

106 V / 2
  • Dear general, I never gave you cause.
  • Dear general, I never gave you cause.
  • Othello. Ay.

    Cassio. Dear general, I never gave you cause.

107 V / 2
  • Most heathenish and most gross!
  • Most heathenish and most gross!
  • Othello. O villain!

    Cassio. Most heathenish and most gross!

108 V / 2
  • I found it in my chamber:
    And he himself confess'd but even now
    That the...
  • I found it in my chamber:
    And he himself confess'd but even now
    That there he dropp'd it for a special purpose
    Which wrought to his desire.
  • Othello. O the pernicious caitiff!
    How came you, Cassio, by that handkerchief
    That was my wife's?

    Cassio. I found it in my chamber:
    And he himself confess'd but even now
    That there he dropp'd it for a special purpose
    Which wrought to his desire.

109 V / 2
  • There is besides in Roderigo's letter,
    How he upbraids Iago, that he made hi...
  • There is besides in Roderigo's letter,
    How he upbraids Iago, that he made him
    Brave me upon the watch; whereon it came
    That I was cast: and even but now he spake,
    After long seeming dead, Iago hurt him,
    Iago set him on.
  • Othello. O fool! fool! fool!

    Cassio. There is besides in Roderigo's letter,
    How he upbraids Iago, that he made him
    Brave me upon the watch; whereon it came
    That I was cast: and even but now he spake,
    After long seeming dead, Iago hurt him,
    Iago set him on.

110 V / 2
  • This did I fear, but thought he had no weapon;
    For he was great of heart.
  • This did I fear, but thought he had no weapon;
    For he was great of heart.
  • Othello. I kiss'd thee ere I kill'd thee: no way but this;
    Killing myself, to die upon a kiss.

    Cassio. This did I fear, but thought he had no weapon;
    For he was great of heart.

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