Montano. Is he well shipp'd?
And bring all Cyprus comfort!
Desdemona. I thank you, valiant Cassio.
Desdemona. O, but I fear—How lost you company?
Parted our fellowship—But, hark! a sail.
Cassio. See for the news.
Good ancient, you are welcome.
That gives me this bold show of courtesy.
Desdemona. Alas, she has no speech.
Players in your housewifery, and housewives' in your beds.
You rise to play and go to bed to work.
Iago. No, let me not.
Desdemona. Come on assay. There's one gone to the harbour?
The thing I am, by seeming otherwise.
her that's foul and foolish?
Desdemona. O heavy ignorance! thou praisest the worst best.
the soldier than in the scholar.
her, do; I will gyve thee in thine own courtship.
Othello. Amen to that, sweet powers!
Iago. [Aside] O, you are well tuned now!
Othello. Come, let us to the castle.
Once more, well met at Cyprus.
directly in love with him.
Iago. Lay thy finger thus, and let thy soul be instructed.
I must fetch his necessaries ashore. Farewell.