That shall enmesh them all.
How now, Roderigo?
RODERIGO. I do follow here in the chase, not like a
hound that hunts, but one that fills up the cry. My
money is almost spent. I have been tonight exceedingly
well cudgelled. And I think the issue will be, I shall have
so much experience for my pains, and so, with no money
at all and a little more wit, return again to Venice.
for his bark only
IAGO. How poor are they that have not patience!
What wound did ever heal but by degrees?
Thou know'st we work by wit and not by witchcraft,
And wit depends on dilatory Time.
Does't not go well? Cassio has beaten thee,
And thou by that small hurt hast cashiered Cassio.
Though other things grow fair against the sun,
Yet fruits that blossom first will first be ripe.
Content thyself awhile. By the mass, 'tis morning.
Pleasure and action make the hours seem short.
Retire thee, go where thou art billeted.
Away, I say. Thou shalt know more hereafter.
Nay, get thee gone.
Two things are to be done:
My wife must move for Cassio to her mistress--
I'll set her on--
Myself the while to draw the Moor apart,
And bring him jump when he may Cassio find
Soliciting his wife. Ay, that's the way.
Dull not device by coldness and delay.
[Enter CASSIOwith MUSICIANS.]
CASSIO. Masters, play here, I will content your pains.
Something that's brief, and bid 'Good morrow, General.'
pay you for
[They play. Enter the CLOWN.]
CLOWN. Why, masters, have your instruments been in
Naples, that they speak i' th' nose thus?