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Samuel Johnson [1765], The plays of William Shakespeare, in eight volumes, with the corrections and illustrations of Various Commentators; To which are added notes by Sam. Johnson (Printed for J. and R. Tonson [and] C. Corbet [etc.], London) [word count] [S11001].

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SCENE III. Enter Cassio.

Cas.
Thanks to the valiant of this warlike isle,
That so approve the Moor: oh, let the heav'ns
Give him defence against the elements,
For I have lost him on a dangerous sea.

Mont.
Is he well-shipp'd?

Cas.
⁸ ^note

His bark is stoutly timber'd; and his pilot
⁹ ^note
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!

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Cas.
What noise?

Gent.
The town is empty; on the brow o' th' sea
Stand ranks of people, and they cry, a sail.

Cas.
My hopes do shape him for the Governor.

Gent.
They do discharge their shot of courtesy.
Our friends, at least. [Sound of Cannon.

Cas.
I pray you, Sir, go forth,
And give us truth who 'tis that is arriv'd.

Gent.
I shall. [Exit.

Mont.
But, good lieutenant, is your General wiv'd?

Cas.
Most fortunately: He hath atchiev'd a maid
That paragons description and wild fame;
One that excels the quirks of blaz'ning pens,
¹ ^note

And in th' essential vesture of creation
² ^note

Does bear all excellency—

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