Oth. Say you? Def. It is not loft; but what an' if it were? Oth. Ha! Def. I fay, it is not loft. Oth. Fetch't, let me fee't. Def. Why, fo I can, Sir; but I will not now: This is a trick to put me from my fuit. Pray you, let Caffio be receiv'd again. Oth. Fetch me the handkerchiet-my mind mifgives- Def. Come, you'll ne'er meet a more fufficient man. Oth. The handkerchief Def. A man, that all his time Hath founded his good fortunes on your love; Shar'd dangers with you. Oth. The handkerchief Def. Infooth, you are to blame. Oth. Away!: [Exit Othello SCENE XI. Manent Defdemona and Æmilia. Emil. Is not this man jealous? Def. I ne'er faw this before. Sure, there's fome wonder in this handkerchief: Emil. 'Tis not a year or two fhews us a man : Iago. There is no other way, 'tis she must do't; And lo, the happiness! go and importune her. Def. How now, good Caffio, what's the news with you? Caf. Madam, my former fuit. I do beseech you, Exit, and be a member of his love; Can ranfom me into his love again; Def. Alas, thrice gentle Caffio, My advocation is not now in tune: My Lord is not my Lord; nor fhould I know him, So help me every spirit fanctified, As I have fpoken for you all my best; And stood within the blank of his displeasure, For my free fpeech! You must a while be patient; What I can do, I will: and more I will Than for myself I dare. Let that fuffice you. Emil. He went hence but now; Iago, "Can he be angry? I have feen the cannon, When it hath blown his ranks into the air, "And, like the devil, from his very arm "Puft his own brother; and can he be angry? Something of moment then; I will go meet him: "There's matter in't indeed, if he be angry. [Exit. SCENE XH. Manent Desdemona, Æmilia, and Caffio. Def. I pr'ythee, do fo.-Something fure of ftate, "Hath puddled his clear fpirit; and, in fuch cases, Our other healthful members with a fenfe of pain. And he's indited falfely. Emil. Pray Heav'n, it be State-matter, as you think; and no conception, Def. Alas-the-day, I never gave him caufe. But jealous, for they're jealous. Begot upon itself, born on itself. 'Tis a monfter Def. Heav'n keep that monster from Othello's mind! Emil. Lady, Amen. Def. I will go feek him. Caffio, walk hereabout; If I do find him fit, I'll move your fuit, And seek t' effect it to my uttermost. Gaf. I humbly thank your Ladyship. [Ex. Defdemona and Emilia, at one door :: Caffio, at the other. S CE NE XIII. Changes to the Street before the palace. Re-enter Caffio, meeting Bianca. Bian. 'Save you, friend Caffio. Caf. What makes you from home? Bian. And I was going to your lodging, Caffio. Caf Pardon me, Bianca: I have this while with leaden thoughts been prefs'd; But I fhall in a more convenient time Strike off this fcore of abfence. Sweet Bianca, [Giving her Desdemona's handkerchief Take me this work out. Bian. Oh Caffio, whence came this? This is fome token from a newer friend; Of thy felt abfence now I feel a caufe: Is't come to this? well, well. Caf. Go to, woman : Throw your vile gueffes in the devil's teeth, From whence you have them. You are jealous now, That this is from some mistress some remembrance ? No, in good troth, Bianca. Bian. Why, whose is it? Caf. I know not neither; I found it in my chamber. I like the work well; ere it be demanded, As like enough it will, I'd have it copied : Caf. I do attend here on the General, Bian. Why, I pray you? Caf. Not that I love you not. Bian. But that you do not love me ; I pray you bring me on the way a little ; Caf. 'Tis but a little way that I can bring you, Bian. 'Tis very good; I must be circumstanc'd. [Exeunt. АСТ IV. SCENE I lago. A court before the palace. Enter Othello, and Iago. 7111 you think fo! Oth. Think fo, Iago? Iag. What, to kifs in private? Oth. An unauthoris'd kifs? Iago. Or to be naked with her friend in bed, • They that mean virtuously, and yet do so, • The devil their virtue tempts not; they tempt Heav'n. Iago. If they do nothing, 'tis a venial flip: But if I give my wife a handkerchief- Oth. What then? Lago. Why then, 'tis her's, my Lord; and being her's She may, I think, bestow't on any man. Oth She is propertied of her honour too; May fhe give that? Iago. Her honour is an effence that's not feen; They have it very oft, that have it not. But for the handkerchief Oth." By Heav'n, I would most gladly have forgot it; "Thou faid't- -oh, it comes o'er my memory, "As doth the raven o'er th' infected house, "Boading to ill,- -he had my handkerchief. Iago. Ay, what of that? Oth. That's not fo good now. Iago. What if I faid, I'd feen him do you wrong? Convinc'd * or fuppled them, they cannot chufe Oth. Hath he faid any thing? Iago. He hath, my Lord; but be you well affur'd, No more than he'll unfwear. Oth. What hath he faid? Iago. Why, that he did I know not what he did Oth. What? what? lago, Lie Oth. With her? Jugo. With her; on her what you will-Oth." Lie with her! lie on her! lie with her! that's "fulfome: handkerchief--confeffions handker"chief- handkerchief [ -to confefs, and be, "hang'd for his labour- First, to be hang'd, and "then to confels! t] -I tremble at it"Nature would not inveft herself in fuch fhadowing "without fome induction. It is not words that fhake "me thus-pith-nofes, ears, and lips-is't poffible! confefs !-handkerchief! -oh devil 66 Iago Work on, [Falls in a trance. My medicine, work! thus credulous fools are caught; And many worthy and chafte dames even thus, • convinc'd, for conquer'd, fubtu'd. The words between the hooks feem to be the players trash, |