Cassio. Why this is a more exquisite Song then the other
Iago. Will you heare't againe? Cas. No: for I hold him to be vnworthy of his Place, that do's those things. Well: heau'ns aboue all: and there be soules must be saued, and there be soules must not be saued
Iago. It's true, good Lieutenant
Cas. For mine owne part, no offence to the Generall, nor any man of qualitie: I hope to be saued
Iago. And so do I too Lieutenant
Cassio. I: (but by your leaue) not before me. The Lieutenant is to be saued before the Ancient. Let's haue no more of this: let's to our Affaires. Forgiue vs our sinnes: Gentlemen let's looke to our businesse. Do not thinke Gentlemen, I am drunke: this is my Ancient, this is my right hand, and this is my left. I am not drunke now: I can stand well enough, and I speake well enough
Gent. Excellent well
Cas. Why very well then: you must not thinke then,
that I am drunke.
Enter.
Monta. To th' Platforme (Masters) come, let's set the
Watch
Iago. You see this Fellow, that is gone before,
He's a Souldier, fit to stand by Caesar,
And giue direction. And do but see his vice,
'Tis to his vertue, a iust Equinox,
The one as long as th' other. 'Tis pittie of him:
I feare the trust Othello puts him in,
On some odde time of his infirmitie
Will shake this Island