Iago. O, they are our friends; but one cup: I'll drink
for you.
Cas. I have drunk but one cup to-night, and that was[5552]
craftily qualified too, and behold what innovation it makes[5553] 35
here: I am unfortunate in the infirmity and dare not task[5554]
my weakness with any more.
Iago. What, man! 'tis a night of revels: the gallants
desire it.
Cas. Where are they? 40
Iago. Here at the door; I pray you, call them in.
Cas. I'll do't; but it dislikes me. [Exit.
Iago. If I can fasten but one cup upon him,
With that which he hath drunk to-night already,
He'll be as full of quarrel and offence 45
As my young mistress' dog. Now my sick fool Roderigo,[5555]
Whom love hath turn'd almost the wrong side out,[5556]
To Desdemona hath to-night caroused
Potations pottle-deep; and he's to watch:
Three lads of Cyprus, noble swelling spirits,[5557] 50
That hold their honours in a wary distance,[5558]
The very elements of this warlike isle,
Have I to-night fluster'd with flowing cups,
And they watch too. Now, 'mongst this flock of drunkards,[5559]
Am I to put our Cassio in some action[5560] 55
That may offend the isle. But here they come:[5561]
If consequence do but approve my dream,[5562]
My boat sails freely, both with wind and stream.
Re-enter Cassio; with him Montano and Gentlemen; Servants following with wine.[5563]
Cas. 'Fore God, they have given me a rouse already.[5564]
Mon. Good faith, a little one; not past a pint, as I am[5565] 60
a soldier.[5565]