Two things are to be done:
My Wife must moue for Cassio to her Mistris:
Ile set her on my selfe, a while, to draw the Moor apart,
And bring him iumpe, when he may Cassio finde
Soliciting his wife: I, that's the way:
Dull not Deuice, by coldnesse, and delay.
Enter.
Actus Tertius. Scena Prima.
Enter Cassio, Musitians, and Clowne.
Cassio. Masters, play heere, I wil content your paines,
Something that's briefe: and bid, goodmorrow General
Clo. Why Masters, haue your Instruments bin in Naples,
that they speake i'th' Nose thus?
Mus. How Sir? how?
Clo. Are these I pray you, winde Instruments?
Mus. I marry are they sir
Clo. Oh, thereby hangs a tale
Mus. Whereby hangs a tale, sir? Clow. Marry sir, by many a winde Instrument that I know. But Masters, heere's money for you: and the Generall so likes your Musick, that he desires you for loues sake to make no more noise with it
Mus. Well Sir, we will not
Clo. If you haue any Musicke that may not be heard, too't againe. But (as they say) to heare Musicke, the Generall do's not greatly care
Mus. We haue none such, sir