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With such accommodation and befort
As levels with her breeding.

Duke. Why, at her father's.

Otb. Nor I.
"Def. Nor would I there reside,
To put my father in impatient thoughts
By being in his eye. Most gracious Duke,
To my unfolding lend your prosperous ear,
And let me finds a charter in your voice
T'affist my simpleness.

Duke. What would you, Desdemona ?
Des. That I did love the Moor to live with him,
My down-right violence and storm of fortunes
May trumpet to the world. My heart's fubdu'd
Ev'n to the very quality of my Lord ;
1 I saw Othello's visage in his mind,
And to his honours and his valiant parts
Did I my soul and fortunes consecrate.
So that, dear Lords, if I be left behind
A moth of peace, and he go to the war,
The rites, for which I love him, are bereft me:
And I a heavy interim shall support,
By his dear absence. Let me go with him.

modation, and company, suit

There is no need of this emen. able to her rank.

dation. Violence is not violence For reference of place, the old luffered, but vio'ence atted. Breach quarto's have reverence, which of common rules and obligations, Hanmer has received, I should The old quarto has, scorn of forread,

tune, which is perhaps the true Due preference of place. reading. Şa charter in


voice] 7 I saw Othello's visage in his Let your favour privilege me. mind.] It must raise no won. . My down-right violence and der, that I loved a man of an

- STORM OF fortunes ] But appearance fo little engaging; I what violence was it that drove faw his face only in his mind; her to run away with the Moor? the greatness of his character reWe Should read,

conciled me to his form. My down-right violence to FORMS, MY fortunes, WARE,


Oth. Your voices, Lords. 'Beseech you, let her

Have a free way. I therefore beg it not,
To please the palate of my appetite ;
8 Nor to comply with heat, the young Affects,
In my defunct and



& Nor to comply with heat the for. defunct, rescued the 'poet's young affects,

text from absurdity; and this I In my defunct and proper satisa take to be the tenour of what he

faétion;] As this has been would say ; * I do not beg her hitherto printed and stopp'd, it “ company with me, merely to feems to me a period of as stub. “ please myself; nor to indulge born nonsenfe, as the editors have “ the heat and affezis (i. e, afobtruded upon poor Shakespeare fections) of a new-married throughout his works. What a

man, in my own distinct and preposterous creature is this O proper fatisfaction; but to thello made, to fall in love with, comply with her in her reand marry, a fine young lady, “quest, and defire, of accomwhen appetite and heat, and pro “panying me."

Affects for per satisfaction are dead and de- aff?ations, our: author in several funet in him! (For, defunct tig- other passages uses. THEOв. . nifies nothing else, that I know Nor to comply with heat, the of, either primitively or meta

young offers phorically :) But if we may take In my defunct and proper fatisOthello's own word in the affair, faction ;] i. e. With that he was not reduc'd to this fatal heat and new affections which ita:e.

the indulgence of my appetite -or, for I am declin'd has raised and created. This is Into the vale of years ; get the meaning of defun7, which That's not much.

has made all the difficulty of the Again, Why should our poet fay, paffage. WARBURTON. :(for so he says, as the passage has I do not think that Mr. Theo been pointed ;) that the young 'bald's emendation clears the text affel? heat? Youth, certainly, from embaraffinent, though it is bas it, and has no occasion or with a little imaginary improvepretence of asesing it. And, ment received by Hanmer, who again, after defunt, would he rea thus, add so abfurd à collateral epithet Nor to comply with hea!, affe&ts as proper? But, affeéis was not

the young designed there as a verb, and In my distinct and properJatifdefunct was not designed here at

faction. all, I have, by reading diftin&t Dr. Warburton's explanation is



But to be free and bounteous to her mind.
And heav'n defend your good fouls, that you think,
I will your serious and great business scant,
For she is with me. No, when light-wing’d toys
Of feather’d Cupid foil with wanton dulnels
My speculative and active instruments,
That my disports corrupt and taint my business,
Let housewives make a skillet of my helm,
And all indign and base adversities
Make head against my estimation.

Duke. Be it as you shall privately determine,
Or for her stay or going; th' affair cries haste;
And speed muft answer it. You must hence to-night.

Des. To-night, my Lord ?
Duke. This night.
Oth. With all my heart.

Duke. At nine i' th’ morning here we'll meet again.
Othello, leave some officer behind,
And he shall our commission bring to you,
And such things else of quality and respect
As doth import you.

Oth. Please your Grace, my Ancient;
A man he is of honesty and trust,
To his conveyance I assign my wife,
With what else needful your good grace shall think
To be sent after me.

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-I beg it not,

not more satisfactory: what Affects stands here, not for love,
made the difficulty, will conti- but for qualiry, for that by which
nue to make it. I read, any thing is affected. I ask it not,

says he, to please appetite, or fa-
To please the palate of my ap- tisfy loose desires, the passions

of youth which I have now outNor to comply with heat, (the lived, or for any particular gratiyoung affects

fication of myself, but merely that
In me defunct) and proper satis- 1 may indulge the wishes of my

But to be free and bountcous to
ber mind,


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Duke. Let it be foj a ushirik Good-night to every one. And, noble Signior, 10) ? If virtue no delighted beauty lack, 17", Chile Your fon-in-law is far more fair than

Sen. Adieu, brave Moor, Use: Desdemong well. I

Břa. Look to her, Moor, have a quick eye to fee. She has deceiv'd her father, and may thee.

(Exit Duke, with Senators. Oih. My life upon her faith. Honeft lago, ni My Desdemona muft I leave to thee;

, I pr’ythee, let thy wife attend on her i And bring her after in the best Come, Desdemona, I have but an hour Of love, of worldly matter and direction To speak with thee. We must obey the time. (Exeunt.

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Rod. Iago

Iago. What sayest thou noble heart?
Rod. What will I do, thinkest chou ?

Iago. Why, go to bed, and Neep.
Rod. I will incontinently drown myself.

Iago. Well, if thou doft, I shall never love thee after. Why, thou filly gentleman !

Rod. It is silliness to live, when to live is a torment ; and then have we a prescription to die, when death is our physician.

9 If virtue no DELIGHTED mould rather read,

beauty lack, ] This is a sense If virtue no delight or beauty less epithet. We thould read be lack LIGHTED beauty, i. e. white and Delight, for delectation, or power fair.

WARBURTON. of pleasing, as it is frequently ufed. Hanmer reads, more plausibly, i best advantage.) Fairest deli bring. I do not know that opportunity. telighted has any authority. I




Iago. O villainous ! I have look'd upon the world for four times feven years, and since I could diftinguish betwixt a benefic and an injury, I never found man that knew how to love himself. Ere I would say, I would drown myself for the love of a Guinea-hen, I would change my humanity with a baboon.

Rod. What should I doI confefs, it is shame to be lo fond, but it is not in my virtue to amend it.

lago. Virtue? a fig! 'tis in ourselves that we are thus or thus. Our bodies are our gardens, to the which our wills are gardeners. So that if we will plant nettles, or fow lettice; set hyffop, and weed up thyme; supply it with one gender of herbs, or distraet it with many; either have it fteril with idleness, or manured with industry; why, the power and corrigible authority of this lies in our will. If the balance of our lives had not one scale of reason to poise another of fenfuality, the blood and baseness of our natures

would conduct us to moft preposterous conclusions, · But we have reason, to cool our raging motions, our carnal ftings, our unbitced lusts; whereof I take this, that you call love, to be a Set or scien.

Rod. It cannot be.

lago. It is merely a lust of the blood, and a permission of the will. Come, be a man.

Drown thyfelf? drown cats and blind puppies. I have profest me thy friend, and I confess me knit to thy deserving with cables of perdurable toughness. I could never better stead thee than now. Put mony in thy purse ; follow thou these wars; 3 defeat thy favour with an

2a Guinea-ben, ] Afhowy its seat, change it for another. bird with fine feathers.

The word ufurped directs us to 3 DEFEAT thy favour with an

this reading

WARB. ufurped beard;] This is not Eng It is more English, to defeat, lift, We hould read DISSEAT than diffeat. To defeat, is to ún. thy favour, is to turn it out of do, to change. 7


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