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That gives them credit.

That it engluts and swallows other sortok, 1 Sen.

Indeed, they are disproportion'd; And it is still itself. My letters say, a hundred and seven gallies.


Why, what's the matter? Duke. And mine, a hundred and forty.

Bra. My daughter! O, my daughter ! 2 Sen. And mine, two hundred : Sen.

Dead? But though they jump not on a just account,


Ay, to me; (As in these cases where the aim reports,

She is abus'd, stol'n from me, and corrupted 'Tis oft with difference.) yet do they all confirm By spells and medicines bought of mountelanks: A Turkish fleet, and bearing up to Cyprus.

For nature so preposterously to err,
Duke. Nay, it is possible enough to judgement; Being not deficient, blind, or lame of sense,
I do not so secure me in the error,

Sans witchcraft could not
But the main article I do approve

Duke. Whoe'er he be, that, in this foul proceeding Ip fearful sense.

Hath thus beguild your daughter of herself, Sailor. [Within.] What ho! what bo! what ho! And you of her, the bloody book of law Enter an Officer with a Sailor.

You shall yourself read in the bitter letter, off. A messenger from the gallies,

After your own sense ; yea, though our proper son Duke.

Now? the business?

Stood in your action. Sai. The Turkish preparation makes for Rhodes :


Humbly I thank your graa. So was I bid report here to the state,

Here is the man, this Moor; whom now, it seems, By signior Angelo.

Your special mandate, for the state affairs, Duke. How say you by this change?

Hath hither brought.

Duke o Sen.
This cannot be,

We are very sorry for it. 1 Sen. By no assay of reason ; 'tis a pageant,

Duke. What, in your own part, can you say to this! To keep us in false gaze: When we consider

[To Otheila The importancy of Cyprus to the Turk;

Bro. Nothing, but this is so. And let ourselves again but understand,

Oth. Most potent, grave, and reverend signion, That, as it more concerns the Turk than Rhodes,

My very noble and approv'd good masters,So may he with more facile question bear it,

That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter, For that it stands not in such warlike brace,

It is most true; true, I have married her; But altogether lacks the abilities

The very head and front of my offending + That Rhodes is dress'd in :-if we make thought of Hath this extetit, no more. Rude am I in my speech this,

And little bless'd with the set phrase of peace; We must not thiuk, the Turk is so unskilful,

For since these arins of mine had seven years' pith, To leave that latest which concerns him first;

Till now some nine moons wasted, they have ud Neglecting an attempt of ease, and gain,

Their dearest action in the tented field; To wake, and wage, a danger profitless.

And little of this great world can I speak, Duke. Nay, in all confidence, be's not for Rhodes.

More than pertains to reats of broil and battle ; Off Here is more news.

And therefore little shall I grace my cause,
Enter a Messenger.

In speaking for myself: Yet, by your gracios p

tience, Mess. The Ottomites, reverend and gracious,

I will a round unvarnish'd tale deliver Steering with due course toward the isle of Rhodes,

of my whole course of love; what drugs, what charmi Have there injointed them with an after fleet.

What conjuration, and what mighty magic, 1 Sen. Ay, so I thought :-How many, as you guess? (For such procceding I am charg‘d withal.) Mess. Of thirty sail : and now do they re-stem

I won his daughter with. Their backward course, bearing with frank appear.


A maiden never bold; ance

Of spirit so still and quiet, that her motion Their purposes toward Cyprus.--Signior Montano,

Blush'd at herself: And she,-in spite of nature, Your trusty and most valiant servitor,

of years, of country, credit, every thing, With his free duty recommends you thus,

To fall in love with what she feau'd to look on? And prays you to believe him.

It is a judgement maim'd, and most imperfect, Duke.

'Tis certain then for Cyprus. That will confess-perfection so conld err, Marcus Lucchese, is he not in town?

Against all rules of nature ; and must be driven 1 Sen. He's now in Florence.

To find out practices of cunving hell, Duke. Write from us; wish him post-post-haste : Why this should be. I therefore vouch again, despatch.

That with some mixtures powerful o'er the blood, 1 Sen. Here comes Brabantio, and the valiant Moor.

Or with some dram conjur'd to this effect, Enter Brabantio, Othello, Iago, Roderigo, and Offi- lle wrought upon her.


To vouch this, is no proof Duke. Valiant Othello, we must straight employ you

Without more certain and more overt test, Against the general enemy Ottoman.

Than these ilıin habits, and poor likelihoods -I did not see you ; welcome, gentle signior;

Of modern seeming, do prefer against biin,

[To Brabantio. i Son. But, Othello, speak ;We lack'd your counsel and your help to-night.

Did you by indirect and forced courses Bra. So did I yours: Good your grace, pardon me;

Subdue and poison this young maid's affections ! Neither my place, nor aught I heard of business, Or came it by request, and such fair question Hath rais'd me from my bed; nor doth the general As soul to soul affordeth ?


I do beseech you, Take hold on me; for my particular grief

Send for the lady to the Sagittary, Is of so flood-gate and o'erbaring nature,

And let ber speak of me before her father :


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If you do find me foul in her report,

Light on the man !-Come hither; gentle mistress ; The trust, the office, I do hold of you,

Do you perceive in all this noble company, Not only take away, but let your sentence

Where most you owe obedience? Even fall upon my life.


My noble father, Duke.

Fetch Desdemona hither. I do perceive here a divided duty :
Oth. Ancient, conduct them; you best know the To you, I am bound for life, and education ;

place. [Exeunt lago and Attendants. My life, and education, both do learn me And, till she come, as truly as to heaven

How to respect you ; you are the lord of duty, Ido confess the vices of my blood,

I am hitherto your daughter: But here's my busband; So justly to your grave ears I'll present

And so much duty as my mother show'd How I did thrive in this fair lady's love,

To you, preferring you before her father,
And she in mine.

So much I challenge that I may profess
Say it, Othello.

Due to the Moor, my lord.
Oth. Her father loved me ; oft invited me ;

Bra. God be with you !-I have done :Still question'd me the story of my life,

Please it your grace, on to the state affairs ; From year to year ; the battles, sieges, fortunes, • I had rather to adopt a child, than get it.That I have passid.

Come hither, Moor : I ran it through, even from my boyish days,

I here do give thee that with all my

heart, To the very moment that he bade me tell it.

Which, but thou hast already, with all my heart Wherein I spoke of most disastrous chances,

I would keep from thee.-For your sake, jewel, of moving accidents, by flood, and field ;

I am glad at soul I have no other child ; Of hair-breadth 'scapes i'the imminent deadly breach; For thy escape would teach me tyranny, Of being taken by the insolent foe,

To hang clogs on them.-I have done, my lord. And sold to slavery; of my redemption thence,

Duke. Let me speak like yourself ; and lay a senAnd portance in my travel's history :

tence, Wherein of antres vast, and desarts idle,

Which, as a grise, or step, may help these lovers Rough quarries, rocks, and bills whose heads touch | Into your favour. heaven,

When remedies are past, the griefs are ended, It was my hint to speak, such was the process ; By seeing the worst, which late on hopes depended. And of the cannibals that each other eat,

To mourn a inischief that is past and gone, The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads

Is the next way to draw new mischief on. Do grow beneath their shoulders. These things to What cannot be preserv'd when fortune takes, hear,

Patience her injury a mockery makes. Would Desdemona seriously incline :

The robb’d, that smiles, steals something from the But still the house affairs would draw her thence;

thief; Which ever as she could with haste despatch,

He robs himself, that spends a bootless grief.
She'd come again, and with a greedy ear

Bra. So let the Turk of Cyprus us beguile;
Devour up my discourse : Which I observing, We lose it not, so long as we can smile.
Took once a pliant hour ; and found good means He bears the sentence well, that nothing bears
To draw from ber a prayer of carnest heart,

But the free comfort which from thence he hears.. That I would all my pilgrimage dilate,

But he bears both the sentence and the sorrow, Whereof by parcels she had something lieard, That, to pay grief, must of poor patience borrow. But not intentively : I did conseut ;

These sentences, to sugar, or to gail, And often did beguile her of her tears,

Being strong on both sides, are equivocal : When I did speak of some distressful stroke, But words are words ; I never yet did hear, That my youth suffer'd. My story being done, That the bruis'd heart was pierced through the ear's She gave me for my pains a world of sighs ;

I humbly beseech you, proceed to the affairs of state. She swore - In faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing Duke. The Turk with a most mighty preparation strange ;

makes for Cyprus :-Othello, the fortitude of the place 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful :

is best known to you : And though we have there a She wish'd, she had not beard it ; yet she wish'd substitute of most allowed sufficiency, yet opinion, a That heaven had made her such a man : she thank'd sovereign mistress of effects, throws a more safer voice

on you: you must therefore be content to slubber the And bade me, if I had a friend that lov'd her, gloss of your new fortunes, with this more stubborok I should but teach him how to tell my story,

and boisterous expedition. And that would woo her. Upon this hint, I spake:

Oth. The tyrant custom, most grave senators, She lov'd me for the dangers I had passid ;

Hath made the flinty and steel couch of war And I lov'd her, that she did pity them.

My thrice-driven bed os down. I do agnize This only is the witchcraft I have usd ;

A natural and prompt alacrity,
Here comes the lady, let her witness it.

I find in hardness ; and do undertake
Enter Desdemona, lago, and Attendants.

These present wars against the Ottumites.
Duke. I think, this tale would win my daughter

Most humbly therefore bending to your state,
I crave fit disposition for my wife ;

Due reference of place, and exhibition ;
Take up this mangled matter at the best :

With such accommodation, and besort,
Men do their broken weapons rather use,

As levels with her breeding.

If you please,
I pray you, hear her speak;

Be't at her father's.
If she confess, that she was lialf the wooer,


I'll not have it so: Destruction on my head, if my bad blame

Oth. Nor I.

me ;

too. Good Brabantio,

Than their bare hands.

Des. Yor I; I would not there reside, Rod. What will I do, thinkest thou ? To put my father in impatient thoughts,

lago. Why, go to bed, and sleep. By being in his eye. Most gracious duke,

Rod. I will incontinently drowd myself. To my unfolding lend a gracious ear;

lago. Well, if thou dost, I shall bever lore thee afAnd let me find a charter in your voice,

ter it. Why, thou silly gentleman ! To assist my simpleness.

Rod. It is silliness to live, when to live is a torneo; Duke.

What would you, Desdemona ? and then have we a prescription to die, when death Des. That I did love the Moor to live with him, our physician. My downright violence and storm of fortunes

lago. O villanous! I have looked upon the world May trumpet to the world; my heart's subdued for four times seven years! and since I coull ListisEven to the very quality of my lord :

guish between a benefit and an injury, I never for I saw Othello's visage in his mind ;

a man that knew how to love himself. Ere I And to his honours and his valiant parts,

say, I would drown myself for the love of a Gubra Did I my soul and fortunes consecratc.

hen, I would change my humanity with a baboon. So that, dear lords, if I be left behind,

Rod. What should I do? I confess it is my sex A moth of pence, and he go to the war,

to be so fond; but it is not in virtue to arrod it. The rites, for which I love him, are bereft me,

lago. Virtue ? a fig! 'tis in ourselves, that se arr And I a heavy interim shall support

thus, or thus. Our bodies are our gardeus: to the By his dear absence : Let me go with him.

which, our wills are gardeners : so that if we will Oth Your voices, lords :- 'beseech you, let her will plant nettles, or sow lettuce ; set hyssop. sud waarden Have a free way.

thyme ; supply it with one gender of herbs. ordt Vouch with me, heaven ; I therefore beg it not, it with many; richer to have it steril with * To please the palate of my appetite;

or manured with industry; why, the power de Nor to comply with heat, the young affects,

rigible authority of this lies in our wills. If the free In my distinct and proper satisfaction ;

ance of our lives had not one scale of raso te pois But to be fire and bounceous to her mind :

another of sensuality, the blood and basepes of a And heaven defend your good souls, that you think natures would conduct us to most preposterous are I will your serious and great business scant,

clusions: But we have reason to cool our raging na For she is with me: No, when light-wing'd toys tions, our carnal stings, our unbittad lusts; we na of featherd Cupid seel with wanton dulness

I take this, that you call-love, to be a sect, cet My speculative and active instruments,

Rod. It cannot be. That my disports corrupt and taiut my business, lago. It is merely a lust of the blood, and a pet Let housewives make a skillet of my helm,

sion of the will. Come, le a man. Drunn thuset And all indign and base adversities

drown cats, and blind puppies. I have professed me Make head against my estimation !

thy friend, and I confess me knit to thy dexri Duke. Be it as you shall privately determine, with cables of perdurable toughness. I could prefer Either for her stay, or going: the affair cries-haste, better stead thee than now. Put money in thy park; And sperd 'sust answer it; you must hence to-night, follow these wars; defeat thy favour with an userpe! Des Tonight, iny lord ?

beard ; I say, put money in thy purse. It cannot be, Duke. This night.

that Desdemona should long continue ber love to tk Oth.

With all my heart. Mour.--put money in thy purse ;-nor he his to for: Duke. At nine i'the morning here we'll meet again. it was a violent commencement, and thou shalt &a -Othello, leave some officer behind,

answerable sequestration ;-put but notes in And he shall our commission bring to you ;

purse-These Moors are changeable in their silk With such things eise of quality and respect,

fill thy purse with money: the food that to him nes As doth import you.

is as luscious as locusts, shall be to him shortly as bus Oth,

Please your grace, ny ancient; ter as coioquintida. She must change for youth : A man he is of honesty, and trust;

when she is sated with his body, she will find the To his conveyance I assign my wife,

ror of her choice.-She must have change, she me: With what else needful your good grace shall think therefore put money in thy pörse-If thou wilt med To be sent after me.

damn thyself, do it a more delicate way than de Duke. Let it be so.

ing. Make all the money thou canst: If sancti Good-night to every one.-And, noble signior, and a frail vow, betwixt an erring Barbarian and a s

[To Brabantio. persubtle Venetian, be not too hard for my uits, 32) If virtue no delighted beauty lack,

all the tribe of hell, thou shalt enjoy ber; therefce Your son-in-law is far more fair than black.

make money. A pox of drowning thyself! It is desn 1 Sen. Adieu, brave Moor! use Desdernona well. out of the way! seek thou rather to be hanged in

Bra. Look to her, Moor ; have a quick eye to see ; compassing thy joy, than to be drowned and go with She has deceiv'd her father, and may thee.

out her. [Eacunt Duhe, Senators, Oficers, &c. Rod. Wilt thou be fast to my hopes, if I depois Oth. My life upon her faith.-Honest Iago,

the issue? My Desdemona must I leave to thee;

Ingo. Thou art sure of me ;-Go, make mowy:I pr yıbee, let thy wile attend on her;

bave told thee often, and I hell thee again anda And bring them after in the best advantage. gain, I hate the Moor: My cause is trarted; this Come, Desdemona; I have but an hour

hath no less reason: Let us be conjunctive in our re* O love, of worldly matters and direction,

venge against him: if thou canst cuckold hus, the To spend with thee: We must obey the time. dost thyself a pleasure, and me a sport. There are

[Excunt Othello and Desdemona. many events in the womb of time, which will be de Rod. lago.

liveird. Traverse; go; provide thy many; e jago. What say'st thou, noble heart?

will have more of this to-morrow. Adieu.

Rod. Where shall we meet i'the morning?

Is come on shore: the Moor himself's at sea, Iago. At my lodging.

And is in full commission here for Cyprus. Rod. I'll be with thee betimes.

Mon. I am glad on't ; 'tis a worthy governor. lago. Go to; farewell. Do you hear, Roderigo ? 3 Gent. But this same Cassio,-though he speak of Rod. What say you ?

comfort, lago. No more of drowning, do you hear.

Touching the Turkish loss,-yet he looks sadly, Rod. I am changed. I'll sell all my land.

And prays the Moor be safe; for they were parted Iago. Go to; farewell: put money enough in your

With foul and violent tempest. purse.

[Exit Roderigo.

'Pray heaven he be: Thas do I ever make my fool my purse :

For I have serv'd him, and the man commands For I mine own gain'd knowledge should profane, Like a full soldier. Let's to the sea-side, ho! If I would time expend with such a snipe,

As well to see the vessel that's come in, But for my sport and profit. I hate the Moor; As throw out our eyes for brave Othello; And it is thought abroad, that 'twixt my sheets Even till we make the main, and the aerial blae, TIe has done my office: I know not if't be true; An indistinct regard. But I, for mere suspicion in that kind,

3 Gent.

Come, let's do so; Will do, as if for surety. He holds me well;

For every minute is expectaney The better shall my purpose work on him.

Of more arrivance. Lassio's a proper man: Let me see now;

Enter Cassio. To get his place, and to plume up my will;

Cas. Thanks to the valiant of this warlike isle A double knavery,– How? how ?-Let me see:

That so approve the Moor; 0, let the heavens After some time, to abuse Othello's ear,

Give him defence against the elements, That he is too familiar with his wife:

For I have lost him on a dangerous sea! He hath a person, and a smooth dispose,

"Mon. Is he well shipp'd ? To be suspected; fram'd to make women false.

Cas. His bark is stoutly timber'd, and his pilot The Moor is of a free and open nature,

Of very expert and approv'd allowance ; That thinks men honest, that bnt seem to be so;

Therefore my hopes, not surfeited to death, And will as tenderly be led by the nose,

Stand in bold cure. As asses are.

[Within.) Å sail, a sail, a sail ! I have't ;-it is engender'd :-Hell and night Must bring this monstrous birth to the world's light.

Enter another Gentleman. [Exit. Cas. What noise ?

4 Gent. The town is empty; on the brow o'the sea Stand ranks of people, and they cry-a sail.

Cas. My hopes do shape him for the governor. ACT II.

2 Gent. They do discharge their shot of courtesy;

Our friends, at least. SCENE I.-A senport Town in Cyprus. A Platform.

[Guns heard. Cas.

I pray you, sir, go forth,
Enter Montano and two Gentlemen.

And give us truth who 'tis that is arriv'd.
2 Gent. I shall.

[Exit. WHAT from the cape can you discern at sea ? Mon. But, good lieutenant, is your general wiv'd ?

1 Gent. Nothing at all: it is a high-wrought flood; Cas. Most fortunately: he hath achiev'd a maid I cannot, 'twixt the heaven and the main,

That paragons description, and wild fame,
Descry a sail.

One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens,
Mon. Methinks, the wind bath spoke aloud at land; And in the essential vesture of creation,
A fuller blast ne'er shook our battlements :

Does bear all excellency.--How now? who has put in? If it hath ruffiau'd so upon the sea,

Re-enter second Gentleman. What ribs of oak, when mountains melt on them,

2 Gent. 'Tis one lago, ancient to the general. Can hold the mortise? what shall we hear of this? 2 Gent. A segregation of the Turkish fleet:

Cas. He has had most favourable and happy speed : For do but stand upon the foaming shore,

Tempests themselves, high seas, and howling winds, The cbiding billow seems to pelt the clouds ;

The gutter'd rocks, and congregated sands,The wind-shak'd surge, with high and monstrous main

Traitors ensteep'd to clog the guildless keel, Seenis to cast water on the burning bear,

As having sense of beauty, do omit And quench the guards of the ever-fixed pole.

Their mortal natures, letting go safely by I never did like molestation view

ane divine Desdemona. On th' enchafed flood.


What is she?
If that the Turkish fleet

Cas. She that I spake of, our great captain's captain, Be not inshelter'd and embay'd, they are drown'd;

Left in the conduct of the bold lago; It is impossible they bear it out.

Whose footing here anticipates our thoughts,

A se'nnight's speed.-Great Jove, Othello guard,
Enter a third Gentleman.

And swell his sail with thine own powerful breath ; 3 Gent. News, lords ! our wars are done;

That he may bless this bay with his tall ship, The desperate tempest hath so bang'd the Turks,

Make love's quick pants in Desdemona's arms, That their designment halts: A noble ship of Venice

Give renew'd fire to our extincted spirits,
Hath seen a grievous wreck and sufferance

And bring all Cyprus comfort !-0, behoid,
On most part of their fleet.
How ! is this true?

Enter Desdemona, Emilia, lago, Roderigo, and At3 Gent. The ship is here put in,

tendants. A Veronese; Michael Cassio,

The riches of the ship is come on shore ! lieutenant to the warlike Muor, Othello,

Ye men of Cyprus, let her have your knees :

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Hail to thee, lady! and the grace of heaven,

best. But what praise could'st thou bestow on a de Before, behind thee, and on every havd,

serving woman indeed ? one, that, in the authority of Enwheel thee round !

her merit, did justly put on the vouch of very make Des.

I thank you, valiant Cassio. itself? What tidings can you tell me of my lord ?

lago. She that was ever fair, and never proud; Cas. He is not yet arrivd ; nor know I aught Had tongue at will, and yet was never loud; But that he's well, and will be shortly here.

Never lack'd gold, and yet went never gay ; Des, O, but I fear;-How lost you company?

Fled from her wish, and yet said.- now I may; Cas. The great contention of the sea and skies She thay, being anger'd, hier revenge being nigh, Parted our fellowship: But, hark! a sail.

Bade her wrong stay, and her displeasure fly; [Cry within, A sail, a sail! Then, guns

heard. She that in wisdom never was so frail, 2 Gent. They give their greeting to the citadel; To change the cod's head for the salmon's tail; This likewise is a friend.

She that could think, and ne'er disclose her mind, Cas. See for the news.- [Exit Gentleman. See suitors following, and not look behind; Good ancient, you are welcome;--Welcome, mistress :-- She was a wight,-if ever such wight wert,

[To Emilia.

Des. To do what? Let it not gall your patience, gooi Iago,

lago. To suckle fools, and chronicle small beer. That I extend my manners ; 'uis my breeding

Des. O most lame and impotent conclusion :-D That gives me this bold show of courtesy.

not learn of him, Emilia, though he be thy husband

[Kissing her. How say you, Cassio? is he not a most profaix and Iago, Sir, would sbe give you so much of her lips, liberal counsellor ? As of her tongue she oft bestows on me,

Cas. He speaks home, madam; you may relish bia You'd have enough.

more in the soldier, than in the scholar. Des. Alas, she has no specch.

Iago. [ Aside.) He takes her by the palo: As, ad lago. In faith, too much ;

said, whisper : with as little a web as this, will ic I find it still, when I have list to sleep:

soare as great a fly as Cassio Ay, smile opoo be, Marry, before your ladyship, I grant,

do; I will gyve thee in thine own courtship. Fees She puts her tongue a little in her heart,

true ; 'tis so, indeed: if such tricks as these strip je And chides with thinking.

out of your lieutenantry, it had beto better ya ba Emil.

You have little cause to say so. not kissed your three fingers so oft, which now again lago. Come on, come on; you are pictures out of you are most apt to play the sir in. Very good; #? doors,

kissed! an excellent courtesy! 'tis so, indeed. If Bells in your parlours, wild cats in your kitchens, again your fingers to your lips ? would they wat Saints in your injuries, devils being offended,

clyster-pipes for your sake !--[Trumpet.] The Mogen Players in your housewifery, and housewives in your I know his trumpet. beds.

Cas. 'Tis truly so. Des. O, fye upon thee, slanderer!

Des. Let's meet him, and receive him.
Iago. Nay, it is true, or else I am a Turk;

Cas. Lo, wbere he comes !
You rise to play, and go to bed to work.
Emil. You shall not write my praise.

Enter Othello, and Attendants.

No, let me not. Oth. O my fair warrior ! Des. What would'st thou write of me, if thou Des.

My dear Othello! should'st praise me?

Oth. It gives me wonder great as was content, lago. O gentle lady, do not put me to't ;

To see you here before me. O my soul's joy! For I am nothing, if not critical.

If after every tempest come such calons, Des. Come on, assay:-There's one gone to the har May the winds blow will they have wakend death! bour?

And let the labouring bark climb hills of gas
Iago. Ay, madam.

Olympus-high, and duck again as low
I am not merry; but I do beguile

As hell's from heaven! If it were now to die, The thing I am, by seeming otherwise.

'Twere now to be most happy ; for, I fear, Come, how would'st thou praise me?

My soul hath her content so absolute, lago. I am about it ; but, indeed, my invention

That pot another comfort like to this
Comes from my pate, as bird-lime does from frize, Succeeds in unknown fate.
It plucks our brains and all: But my muse labours,


The heavens forbid, And thus she is deliverd.

But that our loves and comforts should increase, If she be fair and wise, - fairness, and wit,

Even as our days du grow! The one's for use, the other useth it.


Amen to that, sweet potes: Des. Well prais'il ! How if she be black and witty? || 1 cannot speak enough of this content,

layo. If she be black, and thereto have a wit, It stops me here; it is too much of joy: She'll find a white that shall her blackness fit, And this, and this, the greatest discords be,

Des. Worse and worse.
Emil. How, if fair and foolish?

That e'er our hearts shall make! lago, She never yet was foolish that was fair; lago.

O, you are well-tunitor For even her folly help'ı her to an heir.

But I'll set down the pegs that make this inuasse, Des. These are old fond paradoxes, to make fools As honest as I am. laugh i'the alehouse. What miserable praise hast thou Oth.

Come, let's to the castle.for her that's foul and foolish ?

News, friends! our wars are done, the Turks dit lago. There's none so foul, and foolish thereunto,

drown'd. But does foul pranks which fair and wise ones do. How do our old acquaintance of this isle?

Dos. O heavy ignorance !-thou praisest the worst Honey, you shall be well desir'd in Cyprus,

(Kissing ke

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