Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1604 [c.1603-1604] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 510 words
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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 farther off, Then in a politic distance. I, but Lady, That policy may either last so long, Or feed upon such nice and waterish diet, Or breed itself so out of Circumstances, That I being absent, and my place supplied, My General will forget my Love, and Service. Do not doubt that: before Aemilia here, I give thee warrant of thy place. Assure thee, If I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it To the last Article. My Lord shall never rest, I'll watch him tame, and talk him out of patience; His Bed shall seem a School, his Board a Shrift, I'll intermingle every thing he does With Cassio's suit: Therefore be merry Cassio, For thy Solicitor shall rather dye, Then give thy cause away. Madam, here comes my Lord. Madam, I'll take my leave. Why stay, and hear me speak. Madam, not now: I am very ill at ease, Unfit for mine own purposes. Well, do your discretion. Ha? I like not that, What dost thou say? Nothing my Lord; or if— I know not what. Was not that Cassio parted from my wife? Cassio my Lord? No sure, I cannot think it That he would steal away so guilty-like, Seeing your coming. I do believe 'twas he. How now my Lord? I have been talking with a Suitor here, A man that languishes in your displeasure. Who is't you mean? Why your Lieutenant Cassio: Good my Lord, If I have any grace, or power to move you, His present reconciliation take. For if he be not one, that truly loves you, That errs in Ignorance, and not in Cunning, I have no judgement in an honest face. I prithee call him back. Went he hence now? I sooth; so humbled, That he hath left part of his grief with me To suffer with him. Good Love, call him back. Not now (sweet Desdemona) some other time. But shall't be shortly? The sooner (Sweet) for you. Shall't be to night, at Supper? No, not to night. To morrow Dinner then? I shall not dine at home: I meet the Captains at the Citadel. Why then to morrow night, on Tuesday morn, On Tuesday noon, or night; on Wednesday Morn. I prithee name the time, but let it not Exceed three days. Infaith he's penitent: And yet his Trespass, in our common reason (Save that they say the wars must make example) Out of her best, is not almost a fault T' incur a private check. When shall he come? Tell me Othello. I wonder in my Soul What you would ask me, that I should deny. Or stand so mam'ring on? What? Michael Cassio, That came a wooing with you? and so many a time (When I have spoke of you dispraisingly) Hath ta'en your part, to have so much to do To bring him in? Trust me, I could do much.
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I know't: I thanke you: you do loue my Lord: You haue knowne him long, and be you well aſſur'd He ſhall in ſtrangeneſſe ſtand no farther off, Then in a politique diſtance. I, but Lady, That policie may either laſt ſo long, Or feede vpon ſuch nice and wateriſh diet, Or breede it ſelfe ſo out of Circumſtances, That I being abſent, and my place ſupply'd, My Generall will forget my Loue, and Seruice. Do not doubt hat: before Aemilia here, I giue thee warrant of thy place. Aſſure thee, If I do vow a friendſhip, Ile performe it To the laſt Article. My Lord ſhall neuer reſt, Ile watch him tame, and talke him out of patience; His Bed ſhall ſeeme a Schoole, his Boord a Shrift, Ile intermingle euery thing he do's With Caſſio's ſuite: Therefore be merry Caſſio, For thy Solicitor ſhall rather dye, Then giue thy cauſe away. Madam, heere comes my Lord. Madam, Ile take my leaue. Why ſtay, and heare me ſpeake. Madam, not now: I am very ill at eaſe, Vnfit for mine owne purpoſes. Well, do your diſcretion. Hah? I like not that, What doſt thou ſay? Nothing my Lord; or if—I know not what. Was not that Caſſio parted from my wife? Caſſio my Lord? No ſure, I cannot thinke it That he would ſteale away ſo guilty-like, Seeing your comming. I do beleeue 'twas he. How now my Lord? I haue bin talking with a Suitor heere, A man that languiſhes in your diſpleaſure. Who is't you meane? Why your Lieutenant Caſſio: Good my Lord, If I haue any grace, or power to moue you, His preſent reconciliation take. For if he be not one, that truly loues you, That erres in Ignorance, and not in Cunning, I haue no iudgement in an honeſt face. I prythee call him backe. Went he hence now? I ſooth; ſo humbled, That he hath left part of his greefe with mee To ſuffer with him. Good Loue, call him backe. Not now (ſweet Deſdemon) ſome other time. But ſhall't be ſhortly? The ſooner (Sweet) for you. Shall't be to night, at Supper? No, not to night. To morrow Dinner then? I ſhall not dine at home: I meete the Captaines at the Cittadell. Why then to morrow night, on Tueſday morne, On Tueſday noone, or night; on Wenſday Morne. I prythee name the time, but let it not Exceed three dayes. Infaith hee's penitent: And yet his Treſpaſſe, in our common reaſon (Saue that they ſay the warres muſt make example) Out of her beſt, is not almoſt a fault T' encurre a priuate checke. When ſhall he come? Tell me Othello. I wonder in my Soule What you would aske me, that I ſhould deny. Or ſtand ſo mam'ring on? What? Michael Caſſio, That came a woing wirh you? and ſo many a time (When I haue ſpoke of you diſpraiſingly) Hath tane your part, to haue ſo much to do To bring him in? Truſt me, I could do much.