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IAGO . Thou art sure of me . Go , make money . I have told thee often , and I retell 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 thou canst cuckold him , thou dost thyself a pleasure , me a sport . There are many events in the womb of time which will be delivered . Traverse , go , provide thy money . We will have more of this tomorrow . Adieu . RODERIGO . Where shall we meet i ’ the morning ? IAGO . At my lodging . RODERIGO . I’ll be with thee betimes . IAGO . Go to , farewell . Do you hear , Roderigo ? RODERIGO . What say you ? IAGO . No more of drowning , do you hear ? RODERIGO . I am changed . I’ll sell all my land . [ Exit . ] IAGO . Thus do I ever make my fool my purse . For I mine own gain’d knowledge should profane If I would time expend with such a snipe But for my sport and profit . I hate the Moor , And it is thought abroad that ’ twixt my sheets He has done my office . I know not if ’ t be true , But I , for mere suspicion in that kind , Will do as if for surety . He holds me well , The better shall my purpose work on him . Cassio’s a proper man . Let me see now , To get his place , and to plume up my will In double knavery . How , how ? Let’s see . After some time , to abuse Othello’s ear That he is too familiar with his wife . He hath a person and a smooth dispose , To be suspected , fram’d to make women false . The Moor is of a free and open nature That thinks men honest that but seem to be so , And will as tenderly be led by the nose As asses are . I have’t . It is engender’d . Hell and night Must bring this monstrous birth to the world’s light . [ Exit . ] ACT II SCENE I . A seaport in Cyprus . A Platform . Enter Montano and two Gentlemen . MONTANO . What from the cape can you discern at sea ? FIRST GENTLEMAN . Nothing at all , it is a high - wrought flood . I cannot ’ twixt the heaven and the main Descry a sail . MONTANO . Methinks the wind hath spoke aloud at land . A fuller blast ne’er shook our battlements . If it hath ruffian’d so upon the sea , What ribs of oak , when mountains melt on them , Can hold the mortise ? What shall we hear of this ? SECOND GENTLEMAN . A segregation of the Turkish fleet . For do but stand upon the foaming shore , The chidden billow seems to pelt the clouds , The wind - shak’d surge , with high and monstrous main , Seems to cast water on the burning Bear , And quench the guards of the ever - fixed pole ; I never did like molestation view On the enchafed flood . MONTANO . If that the Turkish fleet Be not enshelter’d , and embay’d , they are drown’d . It is impossible to bear it out . Enter a third Gentleman . THIRD GENTLEMAN . News , lads ! Our wars are done . The desperate tempest hath so bang’d the Turks That their designment halts . A noble ship of Venice Hath seen a grievous wreck and sufferance On most part of their fleet .
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