Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1604 [c.1603-1604] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy · 481 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T23: wife, husband, cuckold, jealousy, woman, jealous, mistress, love, house, honest.
I will rather sue to be despised, then 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 ones own shadow? Oh thou invisible spirit of Wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee Devil. What was he that you followed with your Sword? What had he done to you? I know not. Is't possible? I remember a mass of things, but nothing distinctly: a Quarrel, but nothing wherefore. Oh, 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. Why? But you are now well enough: how came you thus recovered? It hath pleased the devil drunkenness, to give place to the devil wrath, one vnperfectnesse, shows me another to make me frankly despise myself. Come, you are too seuere a Moraller. As the Time, the Place, & 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. 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. Oh strange! Every inordinate cup is vnblessed, and the Ingredient is a devil. 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. I have well approved it, Sir. I drunk? You, or any man living, may be drunk at a time man. I 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 devotement 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. You advise me well. I protest in the sincerity of Love, and honest kindness. 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. You are in the right: good night Lieutenant, I must to the Watch. Good night, honest Iago.
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I will rather ſue to be deſpis'd, then to deceiue ſo good a Commander, with ſo ſlight, ſo drunken, and ſo indiſcreet an Officer. Drunke? And ſpeake Parrat? And ſquabble? Swagger? Sweare? And diſcourſe Fuſtian with ones owne ſhadow? Oh thou inviſible ſpirit of Wine, if thou haſt no name to be knowne by, let vs call thee Diuell. What was he that you follow'd with your Sword? What had he done to you? I know not. Is't poſſible? I remember a maſſe of things, but nothing diſtinctly: a Quarrell, but nothing wherefore. Oh, that men ſhould put an Enemie in their mouthes, to ſteale away their Braines? that we ſhould with ioy, pleaſance, reuell and applauſe, transforme our ſelues into Beaſts. Why? But you are now well enough: how came you thus recouered? It hath pleas'd the diuell drunkenneſſe, to giue place to the diuell wrath, one vnpefectneſſe, ſhewes me another to make me frankly deſpiſe my ſelfe. Come, you are too ſeuere a Moraller. As the Time, the Place, & the Condition of this Country ſtands I could hartily wiſh this had not befalne: but ſince it is, as it is, mend it for your owne good. I will aske him for my Place againe, he ſhall tell me, I am a drunkard: had I as many mouthes as Hydra, ſuch an anſwer would ſtop them all. To be now a ſenſible man, by and by a Foole, an preſently a Beaſt. Oh ſtrange! Euery inordinate cup is vnbleſs'd, and the Ingredient is a diuell. Come, come: good wine, is a good famillar Creature, if it be well vs'd: exclaime no more againſt it. And good Lieutenant, I thinke, you thinke I loue you. I haue well approued it, Sir. I drunke? You, or any man liuing, may be drunke at a time man. I tell you what you ſhall do: Our General's Wife, is now the Generall. I may ſay ſo, in this reſpect, for that he hath deuoted, and giuen vp himſelfe to the Contemplation, marke: and deuotement of her parts and Graces. Confeſſe your ſelfe freely to her: Importune her helpe to put you in your place againe. She is of ſo free, ſo kinde, ſo apt, ſo bleſſed a diſpoſition, ſhe holds it a vice in her goodneſſe, not to do more then ſhe is requeſted. This broken ioynt betweene you, and her husband, entreat her to ſplinter. And my Fortunes againſt any lay worth naming, this cracke of your Loue, ſhall grow ſtronger, then it was before. You aduiſe me well. I proteſt in the ſinceritie of Loue, and honeſt kindneſſe. I thinke it freely: and betimes in the morning, I will beſeech the vertuous Deſdemona to vndertake for me: I am deſperate of my Fortunes if they check me. You are in the right: good night Lieutenant, I muſt to the Watch. Good night, honeſt Iago.