DESDEMONA.
I thank you, valiant Cassio.
What tidings can you tell me of my lord?
CASSIO.
He is not yet arrived nor know I aught
But that he's well, and will be shortly here.
DESDEMONA.
O, but I fear — How lost you company?
CASSIO.
The great contention of the sea and skies
Parted our fellowship: — but, hark! a sail.
[Within.] A sail, a sail!
[Guns within.]
SECOND GENTLEMAN.
They give their greeting to the citadel:
This likewise is a friend.
CASSIO.
See for the news.
[Exit Gentleman.]
Good ancient, you are welcome: — [To Emilia.] Welcome, mistress: —
Let it not gall your patience, good Iago,
That I extend my manners; 'tis my breeding
That gives me this bold show of courtesy.
[Kissing her.]
IAGO.
Sir, would she give you so much of her lips
As of her tongue she oft bestows on me,
You'd have enough.
DESDEMONA.
Alas, she has no speech.
IAGO.
In faith, too much;
I find it still when I have list to sleep:
Marry, before your ladyship, I grant,
She puts her tongue a little in her heart,
And chides with thinking.
