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Is free of speech; sings, plays, and dances well: ' Not to affect many proposéd matches
Of her own clime, complexion, and degree; Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw Whereto we see in all things nature tends : The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt :
Foh! one may smell in such a will most rank, For she had eyes, and chose me. No, Iago: · Foul disproportion, thoughts unnatural :I'll see before I doubt; when I doubt, prove: But pardon me: I do not in position And, on the proof, there is no more but this, | Distinctly speak of her: though I may fear, Away at once with love or jealousy.
Her will, recoiling to her better judgment, lago. I am glad of this ; for now I shall have | May fall to match you with her country forms, reason
And, happily, repent. To shew the love and duty that I bear you
Oth. Farewell, farewell. With franker spirit: therefore, as I am bound, If more thou dost perceive, let me know more : Receive it from me:- I speak not yet of proof :- | Set on thy wife to observe. Leave me, Iago. Look to your wife; observe her well with Cassio: Iago. My lord, I take my leave. [Going. Wear your eye thus,-not jealous, nor secure. Oth. Why did I marry?--This honest creature, I would not have your free and noble nature,
doubtless, Out of self-bounty, be abused: look to 't.
Sees and know more, much more, than he unfolds. I know our country disposition well :
Iago. My lord, I would I might entreat your In Venice they do let heaven see the pranks
honour They dare not shew their husbands: their best | To scan this thing no further : leave it to time. conscience
And though it be fit that Cassio have his place Is not to leave undone, but keep unknown. (For sure he fills it up with great ability), Oth. Dost thou say so?
Yet if you please to hold him off awhile, lago. She did deceive her father, marrying you; You shall by that perceive him and his means. And when she seemed to shake and fear your looks, Note, if your lady strain his entertainment She loved them most.
With any strong or vehement importunity : Oth. And so she did.
Much will be seen in that. In the meantime, lago. Why, go to, then :
Let me be thought too busy in my fears She that so young could give out such a seeming, (As worthy cause I have to fear I am), To seel her father's eyes up close as oak,
And hold her free, I do beseech your honour. He thought 't was witchcraft :--but I am much Oth. Fear not my government. to blame:
Iago. I once more take my leave. [Exit. I humbly do beseech you of your pardon,
Oth. This fellow 's of exceeding honesty, For too much loving you.
And knows all qualities, with a learnéd spirit, Oth. I am bound to thee for ever. Of human dealings.—If I do prove her haggard, Iago. I see this hath a little dashed your spirits. Though that her jesses were my dear heart-strings, Oth. Not a jot, not a jot.
I'd whistle her off, and let her down the wind, Iago. Trust me, I fear it has.
To prey at fortune.—Haply for I am black, I hope you will consider what is spoke
And have not those soft parts of conversation Comes from my love. But I do see you are That chamberers have : or, for I am declined moved:
Into the vale of years ;-yet that is not much :I am to pray you not to strain my speech
She's gone; I am abused; and my relief To grosser issues nor to larger reach
Must be to loath her.- curse of marriage, Than to suspicion.
That we can call these delicate creatures ours, Oth, I will not.
And not their appetites! I had rather be a toad, Iago. Should you do so, my lord, And live upon the vapour of a dungeon, My speech should fall into such vile success Than keep a corner in the thing I love As my thoughts aim not at. Cassio 's my worthy For others’uses. Yet 't is the plague of great ones; friend :
Prerogatived are they less than the base :. My lord, I see you are moved.
| 'Tis destiny unshunnable, like death : Oth. No, not much moved :
Even then this forkéd plague is fated to us, I do not think but Desdemona's honest.
When we do quicken. -Desdemona comes : Iago. Long live she so: and long live you to think so.
Enter DESDEMONA and EMILIA. Oth. And yet, how nature erring from itself, - If she be false, () then heaven mocks itself !Iago. Ay, there's the point :-as (to be bold I'll not believe it. with you)
Des. How now, my dear Othello?
Your dinner, and the generous islanders
As proofs of holy writ. This may do something. By you invited, do attend your presence.
The Moor already changes with my poison: Oth. I am to blame.
Dangerous conceits are in their nature poisons, Des. Why is your speech so faint? are you not . Which at the first are scarce found to distaste; well?
But, with a little act upon the blood, Oth. I have a pain upon my forehead liere. Burn like the mines of sulphur.--I did say so: Des. Faith, that's with watching ; 't will away Look where he comes !—Not poppy, nor man again :
dragora, Let me but bind it hard, within this hour Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, It will be well.
Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Oth. Your napkin is too little :
Which thou ow’dst yesterday.
Oth. Ha, ha! false to me? to me? Des. I am very sorry that you are not well. Iago. Wby, how now, general ? no more of that.
[Exeunt Othello and DESDEMONA. Oth. Avaunt; be gone! thou hast set me on Emil. I am glad I have found this napkin :
the rack: This was her first remembrance from the Moor. I swear 't is better to be much abused, My wayward husband hath a hundred times Than but to know it a little. Wooed me to steal it; but she so loves the token Iago. How now, my lord ? (For he conjúred her she would ever keep it), Oth. What sense had I of her stolen hours of That she reserves it evermore about her,
lust? To kiss and talk to. I'll have the work ta'en out, I saw it not, thought it not, it harmed not me: And give it Iago:
I slept the next night well, was free and merry: What he 'll do with it, heaven knows, not I; I found not Cassio's kisses on her lips. I nothing, but to please his fantasy.
He that is robbed, not wanting what is stolen,
Let him not know it, and he's not robbed at all, Enter Iago.
Iago. I am sorry to hear this. Iago. How now! what do you here alone? Oth. I had been happy if the general camp, Emil. Do not you chide: I have a thing for you. | Pioneers and all, had tasted her sweet body, Iago. A thing for me? It is a common thing, So I had nothing known.- now, for ever, Emil. Ha!
Farewell the tranquil mind : farewell content! Iago. To have a foolish wife.
Farewell the pluméd troop, and the big wars, Emil. O, is that all? What will you give me now That make ambition virtue! O, farewell! For that same handkerchief?
Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, Iago. What handkerchief?
The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, Emil. What handkerchief?
The royal banner; and all quality, Why that the Moor first gave to Desdemona ; Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war! That which so often you did bid me steal. And O you mortal engines, whose rude throats Iago. Hast stolen it from her ?
The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Emil. No, faith; she let it drop by negligence; Farewell !—Othello's occupation 's gone ! And, to the advantage, I, being here, took it up. Iago. Is it possible? My lord,Look, here it is.
Oth. Villain, be sure thou prove my love a Iago. A good wench : give it me.
whore : Emil. What will you do with it, that you have Be sure of it; give me the ocular proof; been so earnest
[Taking him by the throat. To have me filch it?
Or, by the worth of mine eternal soul, Iago. Why, what's that to you? i Thou hadst been better have been born a dog,
[Snatching it. ! Than answer my waked wrath. Emil. If it be not for some purpose of import, Iago. Is it come to this? Give it me again. Poor lady! she 'll run mad Oth, Make me to see it: or, at the least, so When she shall lack it.
prove it Iago. Be not you known of 't: I have use for it. That the probation bear no hinge nor loop Go, leave me.
[Exit Emilia. To hang a doubt on : or woe upon thy life! I will in Cassio's lodging lose this napkin,
Iago. My noble lord, And let him find it. Trifles light as air
Oth. If thou dost slander her and torture me, Are to the jealous confirmations strong
Never pray more : abandon all remorse :
On horror's head horrors accumulate :
As Dian's visage, is now begrimed and black Do deeds to make heaven weep, all earth amazed: | As mine own face. If there be cords or knives, For nothing canst thou to damnation add
Poison or fire, or suffocating streams, Greater than that!
I'll not endure it.— Would I were satisfied! Iago. O grace! O heaven defend me! Iago. I see, sir, you are eaten up with passion : Are you a man? have you a soul or sense?— I do repent me that I put it to you. God be with you: take mine office.—O wretched You would be satisfied ?! fool,
Oth. Would! nay, I will. That liv'st to make thine honesty a vice !
Iago. And may. But, how; how satisfied, my O monstrous world! Take note, take note, O world,
lord ? To be direct and honest is not safe. —
Would you, the supervisor, grossly gape on : I thank you for this profit; and from hence Behold her tupped? I 'll love no friend, since love breeds such offence. | Oth, Death and damnation! O!
Oth. Nay, stay.-Thou shouldst be honest. Iago. It were a tedious difficulty, I think,
Iago. I should be wise ; for honesty 's a fool, To bring them to that prospect: damn them then, And loses that it works for.
If ever mortal eyes do see them bolster, Oth. By the world,
|. More than their own !--What then; how then? I think my wife be honest, and think she is not; What shall I say? Where 's satisfaction? I think that thou art just, and think thou art not: It is impossible you should see this, I'll have some proof. Her name, that was as fresh Were they as prime as goats, as hot as monkeys,
As salt as wolves in pride, and fools as gross Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on
Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Which lead directly to the door of truth,
Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love, Will give you satisfaction, you may have it. Till that a capable and wide revenge
Oth. Give me a living reason she's disloyal. Swallow them up.-Now, by yond' marble heaven, Iago. I do not like the office:
In the due reverence of a sacred vow [Kneels. But sith I am entered in this cause so far, I here engage my words. Pricked to it by foolish honesty and love,
Iago. Do not rise yet. [Kneels. I will go on. I lay with Cassio lately;
Witness, you ever-burning lights above! And being troubled with a raging tooth,
You elements that clip us round about! I could not sleep.
Witness that here Iago doth give up There are a kind of men so loose of soul
The execution of his wit, hands, heart,
And to obey shall be in me remorse,
Oth. I greet thy love,
teous, As if he plucked up kisses by the roots,
And will upon the instant put thee to 't: That grew upon my lips : then laid his leg Within these three days let me hear thee say Over my thigh, and sighed and kissed; and then That Cassio 's not alive. Cried, "Cursed fate,that gave thee to the Moor!” Iago. My friend is dead; 't is done at thy request: Oth. O monstrous ! monstrous !
But let her live. Iago. Nay, this was but his drcam. Oth. Damn her, lewd minx! O, damn her! Oth. But this denoted a foregone conclusion. Come, go with me apart: I will withdraw, Iago. "T is a shrewd doubt, though it be but a To furnish me with some swift means of death dream :
For the fair devil. Now art thou my lieutenant. And this may help to thicken other proofs,
Tago. I am your own for ever. [Exeunt. That do demonstrate thinly.
Oth. I 'll tear her all to pieces.
SCENE IV.-The same.
Enter DESDEMONA, Emilia, and Clown. Spotted with strawberries, in your wife's hand ? Des. Do you know, sirrah, where Lieutenant
Oth. I gave her such a one; 't was my first gift. | Cassio lies?
Iago. I know not that: but such a handkerchief Clo. I dare not say he lies any where. (I am sure it was your wife's) did I to-day
Des. Why, man? See Cassio wipe his beard with.
Clo. He is a soldier; and for me to say a Oth. If it be that,
soldier lies, is stabbing. Iago. If it be that, or any that was her's, Des. Go to: where lodges he! It speaks against her with the other proofs. Clo. To tell you where he lodges, is to tell Oth. O, that the slave had forty thousand lives :
you where I lie. One is too poor, too weak for my revenge!
Des. Can anything be made of this? Now do I see 't is true.-Look here, Iago;
Clo. I know not where he lodges; and for All my fond love thus I do blow to heaven : me to devise a lodging, and say he lies here, or
he lies there, were to lie in my own throat. Arise, black vengeance, from the hollow hell! ! Des. Can you inquire him out, and be edified Yield up, O love, thy crown and hearted throne, by report? To tyrannous hate! Swell, bosom, with thy fraught, Clo. I will catechise the world for him: that For 't is of aspics' tongues !
is, make questions, and by them answer. Iago. Pray, be content.
Des. Seek him; bid him come hither: tell Oth. O, blood, Iago, blood !
him I have moved my lord in luis behalf, and lago. Patience, I say: your mind, perhaps, hope all will be well. may change.
Clo. To do this is within the compass of Oth. Never, Iago. Like to the Pontic sea, man's wit; and therefore I will attempt the Whose icy current and compulsive course
Des. Where should I lose that handkerchief, After new fancies. She, dying, gave it me: Emilia?
And bid me, when my fate would have me wive, Emil. I know not, madam.
To give it her. I did so: and take heed of 't, Des. Believe me, I had rather have lost my purse Make it a darling like your precious eye: Full of crusadoes. And but my noble Moor To lose or give 't away, were such perdition Is true of mind, and made of no such baseness As nothing else could match. As jealous creatures are, it were enough
Des. Is it possible? To put him to ill thinking.
Oth. "T is true. There 's magic in the web of it: Emil. Is he not jealous ?
A sibyl, that had numbered in the world Des. Who, he? I think the sun where he was born The sun to make two hundred compasses, Drew all such humours from him.
In her prophetic fury sewed the work: Emil. Look where he comes.
The worms were hallowed that did breed the silk : Des. I will not leave him now till Cassio And it was dyed in mummy which the skilful Be called to him.-How is 't with you, my lord ? Conserved of maidens' hearts.
Des. Indeed! is 't true?
Oth, Most veritable; therefore look to 't well. Oth. Well, my good lady :-[ Aside] 0, hard Des. Then 'would to heaven that I had never ness to dissemble!-
seen it. How do you, Desdemona?
Oth. Ha! wherefore ? Des. Well, my good lord.
Des. Why do you speak so startingly and rash? Oth. Give me your hand. — This hand is Oth. Is 't lost? is 't gone? Speak, is 't out of moist, my lady.
the way? Des. It yet has felt no age, nor known no sorrow. Des. Heaven bless us!
Oth. This argues fruitfulness and liberal heart: Oth. Say you? Hot, hot, and moist. This hand of yours requires Des. It is not lost: but, what an if it were ? A sequester from liberty, fasting and prayer, Oth. Ha! Much castigation, exercise devout:
Des. I say, it is not lost. For here's a young and sweating devil here,
Oth. Fetch it; let me see it. That commonly rebels. 'T is a good hand; Des. Why, so I can, sir, but I will not now: A frank one.
This is a trick to put me from my suit. Des. You may, indeed, say so;
I pray, let Cassio be received again. For 't was that hand, that gave away my heart. Oth. Fetch me that handkerchief.—My mind Oth. A liberal hand. The hearts of old gave
Des. Come, come:
Des. I pray, talk me of Cassio.
Oth. The handkerchief! Des. I have sent to bid Cassio come speak with Des. A man that, all his time,' you.
Hath founded his good fortune on your love; Oth. I have a salt and sullen rheum offends me: Shared dangers with you ;Lend me thy handkerchief.
Oth. The handkerchief? Des. Here, my lord.
Des. In sooth you are to blame. ' Oth. That which I gave you.
[Exit. Des. I have it not about me.
Emil. Is not this man jealous ? Oth. Not?
Des. I ne'er saw this before. Des. No, indeed, my lord.
Sure there's some wonder in this handkerchief: Oth. That is a fault :
I am most unhappy in the loss of it. That handkerchief
Emil. "T is not a year or two shews us a man: Did an Egyptian to my mother give :
They are all but stomachs, and we all but food : She was a charmer, and could almost read
They eat us hungrily, and when they are full, The thoughts of people. She told her, while she, They belch us.-Look you! Cassio and my kept it
husband. "Twould make her amiable, and subdue my father' Entirely to her love: but if she lost it,
Enter Iago and Cassio. Or made a gift of it, my father's eye
Iugo. There is no other way; 't is she must do't : Should hold her loathly, and his spirits should hunt And lo, the happiness! Go, and importune her.