1 This is a trick to put me from my suit.
2 My suit to her Is, that she will to virtuous Desdemona Procure me some access.
3 If she will return me my jewels, I will give over my suit and repent my unlawful solicitation.
4 Cassio, walk hereabout: If I do find him fit, I'll move your suit, And seek to effect it to my uttermost.
5 Three great ones of the city, In personal suit to make me his lieutenant, Off-capp'd to him; and by the faith of man, I know my price, I am worth no worse a place.
6 Madam, my former suit: I do beseech you That by your virtuous means I may again Exist, and be a member of his love, Whom I, with all the office of my heart, Entirely honour.
7 My lord shall never rest, I'll watch him tame, and talk him out of patience; His bed shall seem a school, his board a shrift; I'll intermingle everything he does With Cassio's suit.
8 Why, this is not a boon; 'Tis as I should entreat you wear your gloves, Or feed on nourishing dishes, or keep you warm, Or sue to you to do a peculiar profit To your own person: nay, when I have a suit Wherein I mean to touch your love indeed, It shall be full of poise and difficult weight, And fearful to be granted.'