Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Othello, the Moor of Venice · chunk 23 of 52

Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1604 [c.1603-1604] (Annals)
tragedy · King's Men
unassigned nearest T49 Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens · 485 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T49: mistress, gentleman, love, lady, woman, pray, gentlewoman, hear, honest, way.

Marry sir, by many a wind Instrument that I know. But Masters, here's money for you: and the General so likes your Music, that he desires you for love's sake to make no more noise with it. Well Sir, we will not. If you have any Music that may not be heard, too't again. But (as they say) to hear Music, the General does not greatly care. We have none such, sir. Then put up your Pipes in your bag, for I'll away. Go, vanish into air, away. Dost thou hear me, mine honest Friend? No, I hear not your honest Friend: I hear you. Prithee keep up thy Quillets, there's a poor piece of Gold for thee: if the Gentlewoman that attends the General be stirring, tell her, there's one Cassio entreats her a little favour of Speech. Wilt thou do this? She is stirring sir: if she will stir hither, I shall seem to notify unto her. In happy time, Iago. You have not been a-bed then? 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. I'll send her to you presently: And I'll device a mean to draw the Moor Out of the way, that your converse and business May be more free. I humbly thank you for't. I never knew A Florentine more kind, and honest. 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 like To bring you in again. Yet I beseech you, If you think fit, or that it may be done, Give me advantage of some brief Discourse With Desdemona alone. Pray you come in: I will bestow you where you shall have time To speak your bosom freely. I am much bound to you. These Letters give (Iago) to the Pilot, And by him do my duties to the Senate: That done, I will be walking on the Works, Repair there to me. Well, my good Lord, I'll do't. This Fortification (Gentlemen) shall we see't? Well wait upon your Lordship. Be thou assured (good Cassio) I will do All my abilities in thy behalf. Good Madam do: I warrant it grieves my Husband, As if the cause were his. Oh that's an honest Fellow, Do not doubt Cassio But I will have my Lord, and you again As friendly as you were. Bounteous Madam, What ever shall become of Michael Cassio, He's never any thing but your true Servant.
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PlayOthello, the Moor of Venice
AuthorShakespeare, William
Publication year (edition)1623
First performance / composition (Annals)1604 [c.1603-1604]
First performance (BritDrama)1604 [1601-1604]
Company (BritDrama)King's Men
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 839 · TCP A11954 · DEEP 5081.34
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1223–1279 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 23 of 52 in this edition
Length485 words · 648 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T49 — Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens and letters at 0.758
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Marry ſir, by many a winde Inſtrument that I know. But Maſters, heere's money for you: and the Generall ſo likes your Muſick, that he deſires you for loues ſake to make no more noiſe with it. Well Sir, we will not. If you haue any Muſicke that may not be heard, too't againe. But (as they ſay) to heare Muſicke, the Generall do's not greatly care. We haue none ſuch, ſir. Then put vp your Pipes in your bagge, for Ile away. Go, vaniſh into ayre, away. Doſt thou heare me, mine honeſt Friend? No, I heare not your honeſt Friend: I heare you. Prythee keepe vp thy Quillets, ther's a poore peece of Gold for thee: if the Gentlewoman that attends the Generall be ſtirring, tell her, there's one Caſſio entreats her a little fauour of Speech. Wilt thou do this? She is ſtirring ſir: if ſhe will ſtirre hither, I ſhall ſeeme to notifie vnto her. In happy time, Iago. You haue not bin a-bed then? Why no: the day had broke before we parted. I haue made bold (Iago) to ſend in to your wife: My ſuite to her is, that ſhe will to vertuous Deſdemona Procure me ſome acceſſe. Ile ſend her to you preſently: And Ile deuiſe a meane to draw the Moore Out of the way, that your conuerſe and buſineſſe May be more free. I humbly thanke you for't. I neuer knew A Flontine more kinde, and honeſt. Goodmorrow (good Lieutenant) I am ſorrie For your diſpleaſure: but all will ſure be well. The Generall and his wife are talking of it, And ſhe ſpeakes for you ſtoutly. The Moore replies, That he you hurt is of great Fame in Cyprus, And great Affinitie: and that in wholſome Wiſedome He might not but refuſe you. But he proteſts he loues you And needs no other Suitor, but his likings To bring you in againe. Yet I beſeech you, If you thinke fit, or that it may be done, Giue me aduantage of ſome breefe Diſcourſe With Deſdemon alone. Pray you come in: I will beſtow you where you ſhall haue time To ſpeake your boſome freely. I am much bound to you. Theſe Letters giue (Iago) to the Pylot, And by him do my duties to the Senate: That done, I will be walking on the Workes, Repaire there to mee. Well, my good Lord, Ile doo't. This Fortification (Gentlemen) ſhall we ſee't? Well waite vpon your Lordſhip. Be thou aſſur'd (good Caſſio) I will do All my abilities in thy behalfe. Good Madam do: I warrant it greeues my Husband, As if the cauſe were his. Oh that's an honeſt Fellow, Do not doubt Caſſio But I will haue my Lord, and you againe As friendly as you were. Bounteous Madam, What euer ſhall become of Michael Caſſio, He's neuer any thing but your true Seruant.