. Complete works, with life, compendium, and concordance . us to most j)reposterous conclusions: but wehave reason to cool our raging motions, our carnal stings,our uubitted lusts; whereof I take tliis, that you call love,to be a sect or scion. Rod. It cannot be. lago. It is merely a lust of the blood and a permission ofthe will. Come, be a man : drown thyself! drown cats andblind puppies. I have professed me thy friend, and I con-fess me knit to thy deserving with cables of perdurabletoughness; I could never better stead thee than money in thy purse; follow thou the wars; defeat thyfa
. Complete works, with life, compendium, and concordance . us to most j)reposterous conclusions: but wehave reason to cool our raging motions, our carnal stings,our uubitted lusts; whereof I take tliis, that you call love,to be a sect or scion. Rod. It cannot be. lago. It is merely a lust of the blood and a permission ofthe will. Come, be a man : drown thyself! drown cats andblind puppies. I have professed me thy friend, and I con-fess me knit to thy deserving with cables of perdurabletoughness; I could never better stead thee than money in thy purse; follow thou the wars; defeat thyfavour with an usurped beard; I saj, put money in thypurse. It cannot be that Desdemona should long continueher love to the Moor,—put monej in tiiy puise,—nor hehis to her: it was a violent commencement, and thou shaltsee an answerable sequestiatiou;—jmt but money in tliypurse.—These Moors are changeable in their wills;—till thy])urse with money : the food that to him now is as lusciousas locusts shall be to him shortly as bitter as EDWm BOOTH AS lAGO. SCENE iTi. THE MOOR OF VENICE. 339 She must change for youth: when she is sated with hiabody she will find the error of her choice: she must havechange, she must: therefore put money in thy purse.—Ifthou \.lt needs damn thyself, do it a more deUcate way thandrowning. Make all the money thou canst: if sanctimonyand a frail vow betwixt an erring barbarian and a super-subtle Venetian be not too hard for my wits and all thetribe of hell, thou shalt enjoy her; therefore make pox of drowning thyself! it is clean out of the way:seek thou rather to be hanged in compassing thy joy thanto be drowned and go without her. Hod. Wilt thou be fast to my hopes if I depend on theissue? laffo. Thou art sure of me:—go, make money:—I havotold thee often, and I re-tell thee again and again, I hate ?the Moor: my cause is hearted; thine hath no less reason. -Let us be conjunctive in our revenge against him: if thouca
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