The plays and poems Volume 6

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1844 Excerpt: ...How poor are they, that have not patience! What wound did ever heal, but by degrees? Thou know'st we work by wit, and not by witchcraft; And wit depends on dilatory time. Does 't not go well? Cassio hath beaten thee, And thou by that small hurt hast cashier'd Cassio. Though other things grow fair against the sun, Yet fruits that blossom first will first be ripe: Content thyself a while.--By the mass, 'tis morning; Pleasure, and action, make the hours seem short. Retire thee; go where thou art billeted: Away, I say; thou shalt know more hereafter: Nay, get thee gone. ExitRov. Two things are to be done. My wife must move for Cassio to her mistress; I 'll set her on: Myself, the while, to draw the Moor apart, And bring him jump when he may Cassio find Soliciting his wife.--Ay, that's the way: Dull not device by coldness and delay. Exit. « ACT III. SCENE I. Before the Castle. Enter Cassio, and some Musicians. Cas. Masters, play here, I will content your pains: Something that's brief; and bid good-morrow, general. Music. Enter Clown. Clo. Why, masters, have your instruments been in Naples, that they speak i' the nose thus? 1 Mtis. How, Sir, how? Clo. Are these, I pray you, called wind instruments? 1 Mus. Ay, marry, are they, Sir. Clo. O! thereby hangs a tail. 1 Mus. Whereby hangs a tale, Sir? Clo. Marry, Sir, by many a wind instrument that I know. But masters, here 's money for you; and the general so likes your music, that he desires you, for love's sake, to make no more noise with it. I Mus. Well, Sir, we will not. Clo. If you have any music that may not be heard, to 't again; but, as they say, to hear music the general does not greatly care. 1 Mus. We have none such, Sir. Clo. Then put up your pipes in your bag, for I '11 away. Go; vanish into air; away!...