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Oth. Are you sure of that?
[Afide. Def. My Lord? Oth. This fail you not to do, as you
will [Reads.. Lod. He did not call; he's busy in the paper, Is there division 'twixt my Lord and Callio ?
Def. A most unhappy one ; I would do much
Oih. Fire and brimstone !
Lod. 'May be the letter mov'd him,
Def. Trust me, I'm glad on't.
[Striking her, Def. I have noi deserv'd this.
Lod. My Lord, this would not be believ'd in Venice;; Tlough I should swear I saw', 'Tis very much; Make her amends, she weeps.
Oth. Oh devil, devil !
[Going Lod. Truly, an obedient Lady. I do beseech your Lordship, call her back,
Oth. Ay; you did with, that I would make her turn ::
-get jou away,
I'll fend for you anon ---- Sir, I obey the mandates
[Exit. SCENE VII. Manent Lodovico and lago..
Lod. Is this the Noble Moor, whom our full senate
Iago. He is much chang'a.
lago. He's what he is ; I may not breathe my censure..
Lod. What, frike his wife !
Iago. 'Faith that was not so well; yet would í knew,,
Lod. Is it his use?
lago. Alas, alas!
speech. Do but go after, And mark, how he continues,
Lod. I'm sorry that I am deceiv'd in him. [Exeuna:
SC E N E VIII,
Enter Othello and Æmilia.
Emil. But then I saw no harm; and then I heard
Oth. What? did they never whisper?
Æmil, 1 durt, my Lord, to wager she is honest,
's no man happy; the purest of their wives.
Oih. Bid her come hither, go. [Exit Æmilia.
I've seen her do't..
Oth. Some of your function, mistress ; [T. Æmil
Orb. Why? what art thou !
Of heav'n, the devils themselves should fear to seize thee.
Def. Heav'n doth truly know it.
Orh. Heav'n iruly knots, That thou art falle as hell.
Def. To whom, my Lord ? With whom ? how am I false?
Oih. Ah, Desdemona! away, away, away.
Def. “ Alas, the heavy day! why do you weep?
Lay not your blame.on me; if you have lost him,
Oth. “ Had it pleas'd Heav'n
Steep'd me in poverty to the very lips, " Given to captivity me and my hopes ; so I should have found in some place of my soul " A drop of patience. But, alas! to make me " A fixed figure for the hand of Scorn “ To point his slow unmoving finger at 6 Yet could I bear that too, well, very well. “ But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, 66 Where either I muit live, or bear no life, " The tóuntain from the which my current runs, • Or elie dries up; to be discarded thence ;
Or keep it as a cistero, for foul toads “ To knot and gender in : turo thy complexion thence, 6. Patience, thou young and role.lip'd cherubin ; “ I here look grim as hell."
Des. I hope my Noble Lord elleems me honest.
Oth. Oh, ay, as summer-flies are in the shambles, That quicken ev’n with blowing.
thou bale weed, why art to lovely fair? 7 hou finell’ft so sweet that the sense akes at thee. Would thou had'ít ne er been born
Def. Alas, what ignorant fin have I committed ?
Oth. Was this fair paper, this most goodly book,
Did but I speak thy deeds. What, what committed ?
Def. By heav'n you do me wrong.
Def. No, as I am a Christian.
Oth. What, not a whore?
Oth, I cry you mercy, then.
S CE N E X. Enter Æmilia. You, mistress, That have the office opposite to St Peter, And keep the gate of hell; you! you l ay, you ! We have done our course, there's money for your pains; I pray you turn the key, and keep our counsel, [Eait,
Æmil. Alas, what does this gentleman conceive ? How do you, Madam ! how do you, my good Lady ?
Def. 'Faith, half afleep.
Des. I have none; do not talk to me, Æmila.
[Esit. Defi 'Tis weet 1 should be used for very mect,