ACT II.
1. SCENE I. A seaport in Cyprus. A Platform.
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MONTANO.
Pray heavens he be;
For I have serv'd him, and the man commands
Like a full soldier. Let's to the sea-side, ho!
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
An indistinct regard.
THIRD GENTLEMAN.
Come, let's do so;
For every minute is expectancy
Of more arrivance.
[Enter Cassio.]
CASSIO.
Thanks you, the valiant of this warlike isle,
That so approve the Moor! O, let the heavens
Give him defence against the elements,
For I have lost him on a dangerous sea!
MONTANO.
Is he well shipp'd?
CASSIO.
His bark is stoutly timber'd, and his pilot
Of very expert and approv'd allowance;
Therefore my hopes, not surfeited to death,
Stand in bold cure.
[Within.] A sail, a sail, a sail!
[Enter a fourth Gentleman.]
CASSIO.
What noise?
FOURTH GENTLEMAN.
The town is empty; on the brow o' the sea
Stand ranks of people, and they cry, "A sail!"
CASSIO.
My hopes do shape him for the governor.
[Guns within.]
SECOND GENTLEMAN.
They do discharge their shot of courtesy:
Our friends at least.
CASSIO.
I pray you, sir, go forth,
And give us truth who 'tis that is arriv'd.
SECOND GENTLEMAN.
I shall.
[Exit.]
MONTANO.
But, good lieutenant, is your general wiv'd?
CASSIO.
Most fortunately: he hath achiev'd a maid
That paragons description and wild fame,
One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens,
And in the essential vesture of creation
Does tire the ingener.--
[Re-enter second Gentleman.]
How now! who has put in?
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