Third Gent. The ship is here put in,[5338][5339][5340] 25
A Veronesa; Michael Cassio,[5338][5340]
Lieutenant to the warlike Moor Othello,[5341]
Is come on shore: the Moor himself at sea,[5342]
And is in full commission here for Cyprus.
Mon. I am glad on't; 'tis a worthy governor.[5343] 30
Third Gent. But this same Cassio, though he speak of comfort
Touching the Turkish loss, yet he looks sadly
And prays the Moor be safe; for they were parted[5344]
With foul and violent tempest.
Mon. Pray heavens he be;[5345]
For I have served him, and the man commands 35
Like a full soldier. Let's to the seaside, ho![5346]
As well to see the vessel that's come in
As to throw out our eyes for brave Othello,
Even till we make the main and the aerial blue[5347][5348]
An indistinct regard.[5347][5349]
Third Gent. Come, let's do so; 40
For every minute is expectancy
Of more arrivance.
Enter Cassio.[5350]
Cas. Thanks, you the valiant of this warlike isle,[5351]
That so approve the Moor! O, let the heavens[5352]
Give him defence against the elements,[5353] 45
For I have lost him on a dangerous sea.[5354]
Mon. Is he well shipp'd?
Cas. His bark is stoutly timber'd, and his pilot[5355]
Of very expert and approved allowance;[5356]
Therefore my hopes, not surfeited to death,[5357][5358] 50
Stand in bold cure.[5358]
[A cry within: 'A sail, a sail, a sail!'