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William Shakespeare. Othello.
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William Shakespeare (born April 1564, baptised April 26, 1564, died April 23, 1616 Julian calendar, May 3, 1616 Gregorian calendar) is widely considered to have been the greatest writer the English language has ever known. As a playwright, he wrote not only some of the most powerful tragedies, but also many comedies. He also wrote 154 sonnets and several major poems, some of which are considered to be the most brilliant pieces of English literature ever written, because of Shakespeare's ability to rise beyond the narrative and describe the innermost and the most profound aspects of human nature. He is believed to have written most of his works between 1585 and 1613, although the exact dates and chronology of the plays attributed to him are not accurately known. There was no standardized spelling in Elizabethan England, and Shakespeare's name is often rendered in contemporary documents as Shakespear, Shaksper or even Shaxberd.
William Shakespeare (National Portrait Gallery) Shakespeare's influence on the English-speaking world is reflected in the ready recognition afforded many quotations from Shakespearean plays (http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/ Shakespeare), the titles of works based on Shakespearean phrases, and the many adaptations of his plays. Other indicators of contemporary influence are his inclusion in the top 10 of the "100 Greatest Britons" poll sponsored by the BBC, the frequent productions based on his work, such as the BBC Television Shakespeare, and the success of the fictional account of his life in the 1998 film Shakespeare in Love.
William Shakespeare. Othello.
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a Venetian Gentleman. A street. RODERIGO. Gentlemen. BRABANTIO. Daughter to Brabantio and Wife to Othello. in the service of Venice. BIANCA. EMILIA. MONTANO. a Senator. RODERIGO. if I do not. Othello's predecessor in the government of Cyprus. Contents Officers. never tell me. Attendants. Despise me. [Enter Roderigo and Iago.— IAGO. Mistress to Cassio. but you will not hear me:— If ever I did dream of such a matter. DESDEMONA. Three great ones of the city. PERSONS REPRESENTED: DUKE OF VENICE. during the rest of the Play at a Seaport in Cyprus. Messenger. OTHELLO. Venice. Tush.William Shakespeare. . &c. Abhor me. Servant to Othello. Act 1. Herald. his Ancient. Kinsman to Brabantio. GRATIANO. who hast had my purse As if the strings were thine. Musicians. I take it much unkindly That thou. LODOVICO. 'Sblood. CASSIO.] RODERIGO. Thou told'st me thou didst hold him in thy hate. Sailor. Scene 1. IAGO. a noble Moor. his Lieutenant. Brother to Brabantio. Other Senators. Wife to Iago. Othello. Scene: The First Act in Venice. CLOWN.net 1 Othello. Iago. IAGO. Herald. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. shouldst know of this.
I follow but myself. this counter-caster." says he. much like his master's ass. I would not follow him. sir. Now. You shall mark Many a duteous and knee-crooking knave That. "I have already chose my officer. Preferment goes by letter and affection.—must be belee'd and calm'd By debitor and creditor. and when they have lin'd their coats. And.net 3 In personal suit to make me his lieutenant. RODERIGO. For nought but provender. 'tis the curse of service. sir. where each second . by the faith of man. content you. trimm'd in forms and visages of duty. Wherein the toged consuls can propose As masterly as he: mere prattle. doting on his own obsequious bondage. I follow him to serve my turn upon him: We cannot all be masters. But seeming so for my peculiar end: For when my outward action doth demonstrate The native act and figure of my heart In complement extern. Do well thrive by them. IAGO. That never set a squadron in the field. Do themselves homage: these fellows have some soul. and when he's old. For. nor all masters Cannot be truly follow'd. a great arithmetician. a Florentine. Is all his soldiership. be judge yourself Whether I in any just term am affin'd To love the Moor. in good time. cashier'd: Whip me such honest knaves. "Certes. And not by old gradation. Stood heir to the first. not I for love and duty. And such a one do I profess myself. Othello. Wears out his time. I know my price. I would not be Iago: In following him. as loving his own pride and purposes.—of whom his eyes had seen the proof At Rhodes. Keep yet their hearts attending on themselves. at Cyprus. must his lieutenant be. Evades them. Why. throwing but shows of service on their lords. By heaven. nonsuits My mediators: for. in conclusion. Others there are Who." And what was he? Forsooth. Were I the Moor. But he. there's no remedy. sir. Heaven is my judge. Off-capp'd to him:—and. And I—God bless the mark! his Moorship's ancient. O. 'tis not long after But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve For daws to peck at: I am not what I am. Contents IAGO. and on other grounds. It is as sure as you are Roderigo. without practice. Nor the division of a battle knows More than a spinster. Christian and heathen. He. sir. I am worth no worse a place:— But he. then. with a bumbast circumstance Horribly stuff'd with epithets of war: And.2 William Shakespeare. had the election: And I. A fellow almost damn'd in a fair wife. I rather would have been his hangman. unless the bookish theoric. RODERIGO. One Michael Cassio. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf.
you have lost half your soul. ho! IAGO. In honest plainness thou hast heard me say My daughter is not for thee. BRABANTIO. with like timorous accent and dire yell As when. have you lost your wits? RODERIGO. Do. What a full fortune does the thick lips owe. Here is her father's house: I'll call aloud. If he can carry't thus! IAGO. Even now. an old black ram Is tupping your white ewe. Upon malicious bravery dost thou come To start my quiet. Zounds. do you know my voice? BRABANTIO. and now. what are you? RODERIGO. RODERIGO. arise. for shame. Are your doors locked? BRABANTIO. Your heart is burst. Arise. poison his delight. Why. you're robb'd. RODERIGO. What is the reason of this terrible summons? What is the matter there? RODERIGO. though he in a fertile climate dwell. And. Most reverend signior. ho. IAGO. The worser welcome: I have charged thee not to haunt about my doors. in madness. My name is Roderigo. Plague him with flies: though that his joy be joy. the fire Is spied in populous cities. Signior. now. Contents . What.net 5 RODERIGO. wherefore ask you this? IAGO.4 William Shakespeare. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. Being full of supper and distempering draughts.] BRABANTIO. Not I. sir. very now. Brabantio! Signior Brabantio. Brabantio! thieves! thieves! thieves! Look to your house. Othello. Rouse him:—make after him. by night and negligence. is all your family within? IAGO. and your bags! Thieves! thieves! [Brabantio appears above at a window. incense her kinsmen. Call up her father. What. put on your gown. I say. Yet throw such changes of vexation on't As it may lose some color. Proclaim him in the streets. your daughter. ho. Awake! what. BRABANTIO. Awake the snorting citizens with the bell. Or else the devil will make a grandsire of you: Arise.
BRABANTIO.— As partly I find it is.— Contents BRABANTIO. Tying her duty. you'll have coursers for cousins and gennets for germans. sir.—that your fair daughter. We then have done you bold and saucy wrongs. I know thee. But if you know not this. Because we come to do you service. ho! Give me a taper!—Call up all my people!— This accident is not unlike my dream: Belief of it oppresses me already.— BRABANTIO. . sir. sir. Do not believe That. BRABANTIO. In simple and pure soul I come to you. This thou shalt answer. and your allowance. Straight satisfy yourself: If she be in her chamber or your house Let loose on me the justice of the state For thus deluding you. that comes to tell you your daughter and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs. hath made a gross revolt. I beseech you. a gondolier. Patience. sir. good sir. Transported with no worse nor better guard But with a knave of common hire.net 7 RODERIGO. Thou art a villain. Roderigo.— If this be known to you. Othello. My house is not a grange.6 William Shakespeare. from the sense of all civility. you'll have your nephews neigh to you. I thus would play and trifle with your reverence: Your daughter. and you think we are ruffians. What tell'st thou me of robbing? this is Venice. But thou must needs be sure My spirit and my place have in them power To make this bitter to thee. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. If 't be your pleasure and most wise consent. You are—a senator. At this odd-even and dull watch o' the night. I will answer anything. Sir. you are one of those that will not serve God if the devil bid you. Most grave Brabantio. wit. my manners tell me We have your wrong rebuke. BRABANTIO.— I say again. BRABANTIO.—if you have not given her leave. I am one. RODERIGO. What profane wretch art thou? IAGO. beauty. Sir. Zounds. To the gross clasps of a lascivious Moor. and fortunes In an extravagant and wheeling stranger Of here and everywhere. RODERIGO. IAGO. RODERIGO. IAGO. But. you'll have your daughter covered with a Barbary horse. Strike on the tinder.
Roderigo. Iago. Another of his fathom they have none To lead their business: in which regard. would you had had her!— Some one way. Lead to the Sagittary the raised search. BRABANTIO. and Servants with torches. Yet. she deceives me Past thought. from hence trust not your daughters' minds By what you see them act. [Exeunt.—Are they married.8 William Shakespeare. That you shall surely find him. At every house I'll call.— Which even now stand in act.— However this may gall him with some check.—Do you know Where we may apprehend her and the Moor? RODERIGO. Venice. So. ho! And raise some special officers of night. for necessity of present life. for I must leave you: It seems not meet nor wholesome to my place To be produc'd. I may command at most. and Attendants with torches.— Cannot with safety cast him. O heaven!—How got she out?—O treason of the blood!— Fathers. for their souls. Truly. I must show out a flag and sign of love. good Roderigo:—I'll deserve your pains. Brabantio. if you please To get good guard. and go along with me.—O. I think they are.—as if I stay I shall.] [Enter. I think I can discover him.—Get weapons. I say! light! [Exit from above. farewell.net 9 Light. It is too true an evil: gone she is. some another. And what's to come of my despised time Is naught but bitterness.— On.—Now. Raise all my kindred.—Are there not charms By which the property of youth and maidhood May be abused? Have you not read.] . [Exit.— Against the Moor: for I do know the state. Where didst thou see her?—O unhappy girl!— With the Moor. And there will I be with him.—What said she to you?—Get more tapers.] BRABANTIO. say'st thou?—Who would be a father! How didst thou know 'twas she?—O. Farewell. below. Which is indeed but sign. for he's embark'd With such loud reason to the Cyprus wars. Of some such thing? RODERIGO. Roderigo. Othello. Pray you. [Enter Othello.] IAGO. think you? RODERIGO.—that. Yes.] Contents Scene II. BRABANTIO. Call up my brother. Though I do hate him as I do hell pains. sir. BRABANTIO. lead on. I have indeed. Another street. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf.
What is the matter. The duke does greet you. but he prated. That. and my demerits May speak unbonneted to as proud a fortune As this that I have reach'd: for know.] OTHELLO. And hath.10 William Shakespeare. I must be found. Iago. Something from Cyprus. I pray you. IAGO.—I fetch my life and being From men of royal siege. when I know that boasting is an honor. OTHELLO. with the little godliness I have. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. my title. a voice potential As double as the duke's: he will divorce you. Those are the raised father and his friends: You were best go in. But.net 11 IAGO. I shall promulgate. My parts. Or put upon you what restraint and grievance The law. I think no. as I may divine: It is a business of some heat: the galleys Have sent a dozen sequent messengers This very night at one another's heels. think you? CASSIO. friends! What is the news? CASSIO. But.— Which. OTHELLO. in his effect. [Enter Cassio and certain Officers with torches. general.— Will give him cable. But that I love the gentle Desdemona.—with all his might to enforce it on. And spoke such scurvy and provoking terms Against your honor. 'Tis yet to know. Are you fast married? Be assured of this. OTHELLO. 'Tis better as it is. Though in the trade of war I have slain men. Nay.— The goodness of the night upon you. The servants of the duke and my lieutenant. By Janus. And he requires your haste-post-haste appearance Even on the instant. That the magnifico is much beloved. Let him do his spite: My services which I have done the signiory Shall out-tongue his complaints. Not I. Othello. look! what lights come yond? IAGO. Is it they? IAGO. OTHELLO. and my perfect soul Shall manifest me rightly. I did full hard forbear him. Contents . sir. Yet do I hold it very stuff o' the conscience To do no contriv'd murder: I lack iniquity Sometimes to do me service: nine or ten times I had thought to have yerk'd him here under the ribs. I would not my unhoused free condition Put into circumscription and confine For the sea's worth.
It is Brabantio. it is the Moor. fair. BRABANTIO.] IAGO. Have with you. rais'd and met. BRABANTIO. to incur a general mock. I will but spend a word here in the house. I am for you. Faith. be advis'd. where hast thou stow'd my daughter? Damn'd as thou art. Keep up your bright swords. Down with him. The senate hath sent about three several quests To search you out. he's made forever. Ancient. what makes he here? IAGO.] IAGO. He comes to bad intent. To who? [Re-enter Othello. for the dew will rust them. Signior. IAGO. to—Come. [Enter Brabantio. CASSIO. Run from her guardage to the sooty bosom Contents OTHELLO. thou hast enchanted her. CASSIO. Holla! stand there! RODERIGO.12 William Shakespeare. For I'll refer me to all things of sense.] CASSIO. He's married. [Exit. I do not understand. Here comes another troop to seek for you. Would ever have. sir. he to-night hath boarded a land carack: If it prove lawful prize. Are at the duke's already: you have been hotly call'd for. thief! [They draw on both sides. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. Whether a maid so tender. you shall more command with years Than with your weapons. CASSIO.—General. If she in chains of magic were not bound. So opposite to marriage that she shunn'd The wealthy curled darlings of our nation. OTHELLO. and Officers with torches and weapons.] OTHELLO. Roderigo! come. will you go? IAGO. Othello. being not at your lodging to be found.— Good signior. O thou foul thief. And go with you. Marry. When. 'Tis well I am found by you. You.net 13 And many of the consuls. Roderigo. captain. and happy. . OTHELLO.
For if such actions may have passage free. and bearing up to Cyprus. 'Tis probable. they are disproportion'd. Whose messengers are here about my side. Hold your hands.— Lay hold upon him: if he do resist. a practiser Of arts inhibited and out of warrant. I therefore apprehend and do attach thee For an abuser of the world. [The Duke and Senators sitting at a table. My letters say a hundred and seven galleys. is sent for. There is no composition in these news That gives them credit. Cannot but feel this wrong as 'twere their own.] DUKE. where the aim reports. 'Tis oft with difference. if 'tis not gross in sense That thou hast practis'd on her with foul charms. [Exeunt. Indeed. Upon some present business of the state.14 William Shakespeare. Contents . Venice.net 15 Of such a thing as thou. The duke's in council. Subdue him at his peril. Bond slaves and pagans shall our statesmen be. And mine two hundred: But though they jump not on a just account. Othello. DUKE. most worthy signior. BRABANTIO. not to delight. Or any of my brothers of the state. OTHELLO. and your noble self. A council chamber. till fit time Of law and course of direct session Call thee to answer. And mine a hundred and forty.— As in these cases. Abus'd her delicate youth with drugs or minerals That weaken motion:—I'll have't disputed on. To prison. To bring me to him? FIRST OFFICER. DUKE. SECOND SENATOR. 'Tis true.—to fear.—yet do they all confirm A Turkish fleet. How! the duke in council! In this time of the night!—Bring him away: Mine's not an idle cause: the duke himself. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. I am sure.—Where will you that I go To answer this your charge? BRABANTIO.] Scene III. Both you of my inclining and the rest: Were it my cue to fight. What if I do obey? How may the duke be therewith satisfied. OTHELLO. Judge me the world. Officers attending. I should have known it Without a prompter. and palpable to thinking. FIRST SENATOR.
Contents .] DUKE.] What. Nay. in all confidence. DUKE. is not he in town? FIRST SENATOR. [Within.—How many.— Marcus Luccicos.—what's the business? SAILOR. So may he with more facile question bear it. bearing with frank appearance Their purposes toward Cyprus. it is possible enough to judgement: I do not so secure me in the error. Write from us to him. reverend and gracious. [Enter a Messenger. Of thirty sail: and now they do re-stem Their backward course. then. For that it stands not in such warlike brace. And let ourselves again but understand That. We must not think the Turk is so unskilful To leave that latest which concerns him first. When we consider The importancy of Cyprus to the Turk. He's now in Florence.] MESSENGER. The Turkish preparation makes for Rhodes. Othello. With his free duty recommends you thus. To wake and wage a danger profitless. Ay. Steering with due course toward the isle of Rhodes. ho! FIRST OFFICER. as it more concerns the Turk than Rhodes. he's not for Rhodes. How say you by this change? FIRST SENATOR. By no assay of reason: 'tis a pageant To keep us in false gaze. But the main article I do approve In fearful sense. The Ottomites. FIRST SENATOR. Your trusty and most valiant servitor. SAILOR. ho! what. And prays you to believe him. But altogether lacks the abilities That Rhodes is dress'd in. post-post-haste despatch.16 William Shakespeare. Now. DUKE. ho! what. [Enter a Sailor. DUKE. so I thought. FIRST OFFICER.—Signior Montano. If we make thought of this. for Cyprus.net 17 Nay. DUKE. Have there injointed them with an after fleet. as you guess? MESSENGER. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. So was I bid report here to the state By Signior Angelo. This cannot be. 'Tis certain. A messenger from the galleys. Neglecting an attempt of ease and gain. Here is more news.
blind. Contents . And you of her. We lack'd your counsel and your help to-night. and corrupted By spells and medicines bought of mountebanks. BRABANTIO. and Officers. yea. gentle signior. Here is the man. though our proper son Stood in your action. pardon me. Othello. Good your grace. stol'n from me. Roderigo. Valiant Othello. Till now some nine moons wasted. And little of this great world can I speak. Dead? BRABANTIO. Ay. what's the matter? BRABANTIO. grave. Iago. can you say to this? BRABANTIO. DUKE and SENATORS. Being not deficient. DUKE. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. For since these arms of mine had seven years' pith. Why. whom now. the bloody book of law You shall yourself read in the bitter letter After your own sense. nor doth the general care Take hold on me. Rude am I in my speech.] I did not see you. in your own part. true. [To Othello. but this is so. my daughter! DUKE and SENATORS. welcome. Here comes Brabantio and the valiant Moor.— That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter. Othello.— [To Brabantio. She is abused. We are very sorry for't. I have married her: The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent.18 William Shakespeare. Nothing. no more. It is most true.net 19 FIRST SENATOR. we must straight employ you Against the general enemy Ottoman. this Moor. And it is still itself. in this foul proceeding. they have us'd Their dearest action in the tented field. For nature so preposterously to err. And little bless'd with the soft phrase of peace. and reverend signiors. Most potent. DUKE. [Enter Brabantio. Hath thus beguiled your daughter of herself.] What. Humbly I thank your grace. for my particular grief Is of so flood-gate and o'erbearing nature That it engluts and swallows other sorrows. BRABANTIO. nor aught I heard of business Hath rais'd me from my bed. DUKE.] DUKE. to me. or lame of sense. My daughter! O. Sans witchcraft could not. Whoe'er he be that. Neither my place. Your special mandate for the state affairs Hath hither brought. My very noble and approv'd good masters. OTHELLO. it seems. So did I yours.
till she come. He wrought upon her. Still question'd me the story of my life. And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself. DUKE. what charms. you best know the place. Without more wider and more overt test Than these thin habits and poor likelihoods Of modern seeming do prefer against him. To vouch this is no proof. Othello. and must be driven To find out practices of cunning hell. The trust. A maiden never bold: Of spirit so still and quiet that her motion Blush'd at herself. OTHELLO. as truly as to heaven I do confess the vices of my blood. oft invited me. Of years. conduct them. Not only take away. Her father lov'd me. fortunes. I do beseech you. but let your sentence Even fall upon my life.net 21 More than pertains to feats of broil and battle. Subdue and poison this young maid's affections? Or came it by request. of country. I therefore vouch again. Say it. DUKE. everything. Ancient. So justly to your grave ears I'll present How I did thrive in this fair lady's love. Othello. Why this should be. That I have pass'd. OTHELLO.—the battles. Yet.— To fall in love with what she fear'd to look on! It is judgement maim'd and most imperfect That will confess perfection so could err Against all rules of nature. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. BRABANTIO. and she. even from my boyish days Contents FIRST SENATOR. And she in mine. And let her speak of me before her father. by your gracious patience. Or with some dram conjur'd to this effect. From year to year. speak: Did you by indirect and forced courses . Fetch Desdemona hither. Send for the lady to the Sagittary.— For such proceeding I am charged withal. Othello. the office I do hold of you. If you do find me foul in her report.] And.20 William Shakespeare. I will a round unvarnish'd tale deliver Of my whole course of love: what drugs. What conjuration. DUKE.— [Exeunt Iago and Attendants. But.—in spite of nature. and such fair question As soul to soul affordeth? OTHELLO. I ran it through. and what mighty magic. sieges. That with some mixtures powerful o'er the blood.— I won his daughter. credit.
Destruction on my head. BRABANTIO. Upon this hint I spake: She lov'd me for the dangers I had pass'd. And bade me. yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man: she thank'd me. preferring you before her father. and Attendants. Take up this mangled matter at the best. And I lov'd her that she did pity them. Took once a pliant hour. But not intentively. I should but teach him how to tell my story. And portance in my travels' history: Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle. When I did speak of some distressful stroke That my youth suffer'd. Which ever as she could with haste despatch. I did consent. rocks. 'Twas pitiful.] DUKE. I think this tale would win my daughter too. 'twas wondrous pitiful: She wish'd she had not heard it. if my bad blame Light on the man!—Come hither. and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse. I do perceive here a divided duty: To you I am bound for life and education. and hills whose heads touch heaven. you are the lord of duty. Whereof by parcels she had something heard.22 William Shakespeare. let her witness it. Othello. My noble father. So much I challenge that I may profess . Iago.— I am hitherto your daughter: but here's my husband. And of the Cannibals that each other eat. and men whose heads Do grow beneath their shoulders. She gave me for my pains a world of sighs: She swore. This only is the witchcraft I have us'd:— Here comes the lady. She'd come again. and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart That I would all my pilgrimage dilate. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. 'twas passing strange. if I had a friend that lov'd her. My life and education both do learn me How to respect you. My story being done. which I observing. Rough quarries. of my redemption thence. [Enter Desdemona.—in faith. And so much duty as my mother show'd To you.—such was the process. The Anthropophagi. It was my hint to speak. hear her speak: If she confess that she was half the wooer. This to hear Would Desdemona seriously incline: But still the house affairs would draw her thence. Of being taken by the insolent foe. 'twas strange. And often did beguile her of her tears.— Good Brabantio. And sold to slavery. Of hair-breadth scapes i' the imminent deadly breach. And that would woo her. Of moving accidents by flood and field. Men do their broken weapons rather use Than their bare hands. gentle mistress: Do you perceive in all this noble company Where most you owe obedience? DESDEMONA. I pray you.net 23 Contents To the very moment that he bade me tell it: Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances.
But he bears both the sentence and the sorrow That. and do undertake These present wars against the Ottomites. throws a more safer voice on you: you must therefore be content to slubber the gloss of your new fortunes with this more stubborn and boisterous expedition. with all my heart I would keep from thee. The Turk with a most mighty preparation makes for Cyprus. my lord. Being strong on both sides. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. These sentences. The tyrant custom. that nothing bears But the free comfort which from thence he hears. If you please. I am glad at soul I have no other child. Most humbly. jewel. Othello. DUKE. and lay a sentence Which. He bears the sentence well. I never yet did hear That the bruis'd heart was pierced through the ear.— Please it your grace. DUKE. So let the Turk of Cyprus us beguile. The robb'd that smiles steals something from the thief. Due reference of place and exhibition. To hang clogs on them. the fortitude of the place is best known to you. my lord. a sovereign mistress of effects.24 William Shakespeare. He robs himself that spends a bootless grief. BRABANTIO.net 25 Due to the Moor.— Othello. bending to your state. and though we have there a substitute of most allowed sufficiency. Moor: I here do give thee that with all my heart Which. OTHELLO. BRABANTIO. but thou hast already. must of poor patience borrow. which late on hopes depended.—I have done. yet opinion. DUKE. the griefs are ended By seeing the worst. Let me speak like yourself. Hath made the flinty and steel couch of war My thrice-driven bed of down: I do agnize A natural and prompt alacrity I find in hardness. to sugar or to gall. Be't at her father's. What cannot be preserved when fortune takes. For thy escape would teach me tyranny. Patience her injury a mockery makes. therefore. on to the state affairs: I had rather to adopt a child than get it. Contents . as a grise or step. are equivocal: But words are words. We lose it not so long as we can smile. to pay grief. When remedies are past. most grave senators. I crave fit disposition for my wife. may help these lovers Into your favour. proceed to the affairs of state. God be with you!—I have done. BRABANTIO. To mourn a mischief that is past and gone Is the next way to draw new mischief on.—For your sake. With such accommodation and besort As levels with her breeding.— I humbly beseech you.— Come hither.
My downright violence and storm of fortunes May trumpet to the world: my heart's subdu'd Even to the very quality of my lord: I saw Othello's visage in his mind. Either for her stay or going: the affair cries haste. FIRST SENATOR. You must away to-night. Vouch with me.— Othello. And to his honors and his valiant parts Did I my soul and fortunes consecrate. And he shall our commission bring to you. if I be left behind. dear lords. Nor I. I would not there reside. What would you.— To his conveyance I assign my wife. my ancient. Let housewives make a skillet of my helm. Most gracious duke. Desdemona? DESDEMONA. With what else needful your good grace shall think Contents OTHELLO. The rites for which I love him are bereft me. Othello. Let me go with him. With all my heart.—the young affects . I therefore beg it not To please the palate of my appetite. that you think I will your serious and great business scant For she is with me: no. OTHELLO. And let me find a charter in your voice To assist my simpleness. when light-wing'd toys Of feather'd Cupid seel with wanton dullness My speculative and offic'd instruments. And I a heavy interim shall support By his dear absence. OTHELLO. And all indign and base adversities Make head against my estimation! DUKE. Be it as you shall privately determine.26 William Shakespeare. So please your grace. Nor I. DUKE. With such things else of quality and respect As doth import you. To put my father in impatient thoughts. leave some officer behind. Let her have your voices. In me defunct. So that. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf.— A man he is of honesty and trust. To my unfolding lend your prosperous ear. Nor to comply with heat. But to be free and bounteous to her mind: And heaven defend your good souls. By being in his eye. And speed must answer it. That I did love the Moor to live with him.net 27 I'll not have it so.—and proper satisfaction. That my disports corrupt and taint my business. DUKE. heaven. DESDEMONA. At nine i' the morning here we'll meet again. A moth of peace. and he go to the war. OTHELLO.
and since I could distinguish betwixt a benefit and an injury. Contents . If virtue no delighted beauty lack.— Come.—[To Brabantio.28 William Shakespeare. FIRST SENATOR. And bring them after in the best advantage. Look to her. Why. What say'st thou.net 29 To be sent after me. if thou hast eyes to see: She has deceiv'd her father. why.— Good night to everyone. [Exeunt Othello and Desdemona. Senators. go to bed and sleep. let thy wife attend on her.] And. Ere I would say I would drown myself for the love of a Guinea-hen. To spend with thee: we must obey the time. My life upon her faith!—Honest Iago.— IAGO. I have but an hour Of love. Your son-in-law is far more fair than black. Officers. either to have it sterile with idleness or manured with industry. It is silliness to live when to live is torment. RODERIGO. and may thee. Let it be so. the blood and baseness of our natures would conduct us to most preposterous conclusions: But we have reason to cool our raging motions. but it is not in my virtue to amend it. so that if we will plant nettles or sow lettuce. thinkest thou? IAGO. What will I do. If the balance of our lives had not one scale of reason to poise another of sensuality. set hyssop and weed up thyme. [Exeunt Duke. IAGO. noble signior. Moor. O villainous! I have looked upon the world for four times seven years. Adieu. Iago. use Desdemona well. I will incontinently drown myself. and then have we a prescription to die when death is our physician. What should I do? I confess it is my shame to be so fond.] OTHELLO. DUKE. If thou dost. supply it with one gender of herbs or distract it with many. I never found man that knew how to love himself. RODERIGO. &c. brave Moor. Our bodies are gardens. I would change my humanity with a baboon. Why. BRABANTIO. the power and corrigible authority of this lies in our wills. My Desdemona must I leave to thee: I pr'ythee. of worldly matters and direction. thou silly gentleman! RODERIGO. I shall never love thee after. Othello. our carnal stings. IAGO. to the which our wills are gardeners.] RODERIGO. Desdemona. noble heart? RODERIGO. Virtue! a fig! 'Tis in ourselves that we are thus or thus. IAGO. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf.
Contents . Go to. she will find the error of her choice: she must have change. Do you hear. It cannot be that Desdemona should long continue her love to the Moor. Thou art sure of me:—go. Othello. IAGO.—put money in thy purse. I say. I could never better stead thee than now. if sanctimony and a frail vow betwixt an erring barbarian and a supersubtle Venetian be not too hard for my wits and all the tribe of hell.30 William Shakespeare. Traverse. There are many events in the womb of time which will be delivered. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. She must change for youth: when she is sated with his body. me a sport. Come. Thus do I ever make my fool my purse. and I confess me knit to thy deserving with cables of perdurable toughness. I hate the Moor: my cause is hearted. that you call love. Roderigo? RODERIGO. thine hath no less reason. and thou shalt see an answerable sequestration. whereof I take this. do it a more delicate way than drowning. Wilt thou be fast to my hopes. What say you? IAGO. to be a sect or scion. Make all the money thou canst. put money in thy purse. provide thy money. RODERIGO. IAGO. At my lodging. Let us be conjunctive in our revenge against him: if thou canst cuckold him.—These Moors are changeable in their wills:—fill thy purse with money: the food that to him now is as luscious as locusts shall be to him shortly as acerb as the coloquintida. I am changed: I'll go sell all my land. A pox of drowning thyself! it is clean out of the way: seek thou rather to be hanged in compassing thy joy than to be drowned and go without her. Put money in thy purse. thou shalt enjoy her. farewell. [Exit. do you hear? RODERIGO. thou dost thyself a pleasure.net 31 our unbitted lusts. For I mine own gain'd knowledge should profane If I would time expend with such a snipe But for my sport and profit. Where shall we meet i' the morning? IAGO.] IAGO. follow thou the wars. No more of drowning. Adieu.—If thou wilt needs damn thyself. be a man: drown thyself! drown cats and blind puppies.—nor he his to her: it was a violent commencement. It is merely a lust of the blood and a permission of the will. if I depend on the issue? IAGO. I have professed me thy friend. go. It cannot be. RODERIGO. therefore make money. and I re-tell thee again and again. I'll be with thee betimes.—put but money in thy purse. she must: therefore put money in thy purse. RODERIGO. defeat thy favour with an usurped beard. I hate the Moor. We will have more of this to-morrow. RODERIGO. make money:—I have told thee often.
Can hold the mortise? What shall we hear of this? Contents SECOND GENTLEMAN. to abuse Othello's ear That he is too familiar with his wife:— He hath a person.—it is engender'd:—hell and night Must bring this monstrous birth to the world's light. A seaport in Cyprus.net 33 And it is thought abroad that 'twixt my sheets He has done my office: I know not if 't be true. I cannot. [Enter Montano and two Gentlemen. . Will do as if for surety. What from the cape can you discern at sea? FIRST GENTLEMAN. 'twixt the heaven and the main. A Platform. MONTANO. He holds me well. for mere suspicion in that kind. The Moor is of a free and open nature. The wind-shak'd surge. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. Scene I. The chidden billow seems to pelt the clouds.] MONTANO. Descry a sail. A fuller blast ne'er shook our battlements: If it hath ruffian'd so upon the sea.32 William Shakespeare. To get his place. [Exit. Methinks the wind hath spoke aloud at land. with high and monstrous main. I have't. The better shall my purpose work on him. A segregation of the Turkish fleet: For do but stand upon the foaming shore. That thinks men honest that but seem to be so. Cassio's a proper man: let me see now. And will as tenderly be led by the nose As asses are. fram'd to make women false.—How.] Act 2. What ribs of oak. Nothing at all: it is a high-wrought flood. But I. and to plume up my will In double knavery. Othello. when mountains melt on them. To be suspected. and a smooth dispose. how?—Let's see:— After some time.
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Seems to cast water on the burning Bear, And quench the guards of the ever-fixed pole; I never did like molestation view On the enchafed flood. MONTANO. If that the Turkish fleet Be not enshelter'd and embay'd, they are drown'd; It is impossible to bear it out. [Enter a third Gentleman.] THIRD GENTLEMAN. News, lads! our wars are done. The desperate tempest hath so bang'd the Turks That their designment halts; a noble ship of Venice Hath seen a grievous wreck and sufferance On most part of their fleet. MONTANO. How! is this true? THIRD GENTLEMAN. The ship is here put in, A Veronessa; Michael Cassio, Lieutenant to the warlike Moor Othello, Is come on shore: the Moor himself 's at sea, And is in full commission here for Cyprus. MONTANO. I am glad on't; 'tis a worthy governor.
With foul and violent tempest. MONTANO. Pray heavens he be; For I have serv'd him, and the man commands Like a full soldier. Let's to the sea-side, ho! As well to see the vessel that's come in As to throw out our eyes for brave Othello, Even till we make the main and the aerial blue An indistinct regard. THIRD GENTLEMAN. Come, let's do so; For every minute is expectancy Of more arrivance. [Enter Cassio.] CASSIO. Thanks you, the valiant of this warlike isle, That so approve the Moor! O, let the heavens Give him defence against the elements, For I have lost him on a dangerous sea! MONTANO. Is he well shipp'd? CASSIO. His bark is stoutly timber'd, and his pilot 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! [Enter a fourth Gentleman.] CASSIO.
THIRD GENTLEMAN. But this same Cassio,—though he speak of comfort Touching the Turkish loss,—yet he looks sadly, And prays the Moor be safe; for they were parted
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What noise? FOURTH GENTLEMAN. The town is empty; on the brow o' the sea Stand ranks of people, and they cry, "A sail!" CASSIO. My hopes do shape him for the governor. [Guns within.] SECOND GENTLEMAN. They do discharge their shot of courtesy: Our friends at least. CASSIO. I pray you, sir, go forth, And give us truth who 'tis that is arriv'd. SECOND GENTLEMAN. I shall. [Exit.] MONTANO. But, good lieutenant, is your general wiv'd? CASSIO. Most fortunately: he hath achiev'd a maid That paragons description and wild fame, One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens, And in the essential vesture of creation Does tire the ingener.—
CASSIO. He has had most favourable and happy speed: Tempests themselves, high seas, and howling winds, The gutter'd rocks, and congregated sands,— Traitors ensteep'd to clog the guiltless keel,— As having sense of beauty, do omit Their mortal natures, letting go safely by The divine Desdemona. MONTANO. What is she? CASSIO. She that I spake of, our great captain's captain, Left in the conduct of the bold Iago; Whose footing here anticipates our thoughts A se'nnight's speed.—Great Jove, Othello guard, And swell his sail with thine own powerful breath, That he may bless this bay with his tall ship, Make love's quick pants in Desdemona's arms, Give renew'd fire to our extincted spirits, And bring all Cyprus comfort! O, behold, [Enter Desdemona, Emilia, Iago, Roderigo, and Attendants.] The riches of the ship is come on shore! Ye men of Cyprus, let her have your knees.— Hall to thee, lady! and the grace of heaven, Before, behind thee, and on every hand, Enwheel thee round! DESDEMONA. I thank you, valiant Cassio. What tidings can you tell me of my lord?
[Re-enter second Gentleman.] How now! who has put in? SECOND GENTLEMAN. 'Tis one Iago, ancient to the general.
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CASSIO. He is not yet arrived nor know I aught But that he's well, and will be shortly here. DESDEMONA. O, but I fear—How lost you company? CASSIO. The great contention of the sea and skies Parted our fellowship:—but, hark! a sail. [Within.] A sail, a sail! [Guns within.] SECOND GENTLEMAN. They give their greeting to the citadel: This likewise is a friend. CASSIO. See for the news. [Exit Gentleman.] Good ancient, you are welcome:—[To Emilia.] Welcome, mistress:— Let it not gall your patience, good Iago, That I extend my manners; 'tis my breeding That gives me this bold show of courtesy. [Kissing her.] IAGO. Sir, would she give you so much of her lips As of her tongue she oft bestows on me, You'd have enough. DESDEMONA. Alas, she has no speech. IAGO.
In faith, too much; I find it still when I have list to sleep: Marry, before your ladyship, I grant, She puts her tongue a little in her heart, And chides with thinking. EMILIA. You have little cause to say so. IAGO. Come on, come on; you are pictures out of doors, Bells in your parlours, wild cats in your kitchens, Saints in your injuries, devils being offended, Players in your housewifery, and housewives in your beds. DESDEMONA. O, fie upon thee, slanderer! IAGO. Nay, it is true, or else I am a Turk: You rise to play, and go to bed to work. EMILIA. You shall not write my praise. IAGO. No, let me not. DESDEMONA. What wouldst thou write of me, if thou shouldst praise me? IAGO. O gentle lady, do not put me to't; For I am nothing if not critical. DESDEMONA. Come on, assay—There's one gone to the harbor?
DESDEMONA. DESDEMONA.—one that. O most lame and impotent conclusion!—Do not learn of him.40 William Shakespeare. and foolish? IAGO. She that. EMILIA. being anger'd. and yet said. her revenge being nigh. madam. DESDEMONA.net 41 IAGO. What miserable praise hast thou for her that's foul . She that could think and ne'er disclose her mind. Worse and worse. DESDEMONA. How if fair and foolish? IAGO. but. the other useth it.—How say you. Othello. But what praise couldst thou bestow on a deserving woman indeed. by seeming otherwise. but I do beguile The thing I am. She that was ever fair and never proud. indeed. O heavy ignorance!—thou praisest the worst best. Had tongue at will and yet was never loud. I am not merry. "Now I may". in the authority of her merit. See suitors following and not look behind. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. Emilia. I am about it. how wouldst thou praise me? IAGO. But does foul pranks which fair and wise ones do. Ay. Bade her wrong stay and her displeasure fly. did justly put on the vouch of very malice itself? IAGO. She'll find a white that shall her blackness fit. And thus she is deliver'd. To do what? IAGO. She was a wight. if ever such wight were. If she be fair and wise. There's none so foul and foolish thereunto. Fled from her wish. though he be thy husband. and thereto have a wit.— It plucks out brains and all: but my Muse labours. To suckle fools and chronicle small beer. The one's for use.— Come. She that in wisdom never was so frail To change the cod's head for the salmon's tail. Cassio? is he not a most profane and liberal counsellor? Contents DESDEMONA.— DESDEMONA. She never yet was foolish that was fair. my invention Comes from my pate as birdlime does from frize. If she be black. These are old fond paradoxes to make fools laugh i' the alehouse. For even her folly help'd her to an heir.—fairness and wit. Well prais'd! How if she be black and witty? IAGO. Never lack'd gold and yet went never gay. DESDEMONA.
]—The Moor! I know his trumpet.42 William Shakespeare.] He takes her by the palm: ay. 'Tis truly so. O my fair warrior! DESDEMONA. [Aside. The heavens forbid But that our loves and comforts should increase Even as our days do grow! OTHELLO. you are well tun'd now! But I'll set down the pegs that make this music. DESDEMONA. IAGO. DESDEMONA. 'tis so. madam: you may relish him more in the soldier than in the scholar. As honest as I am. O my sweet. friends. and duck again as low As hell's from heaven! If it were now to die. CASSIO.net 43 CASSIO. You say true. Lo. May the winds blow till they have waken'd death! And let the laboring bark climb hills of seas Olympus-high. and receive him. well kissed! an excellent courtesy! 'tis so. our wars are done. How does my old acquaintance of this isle? Honey. My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate. My dear Othello! OTHELLO. Come. you shall be well desir'd in Cyprus.] That e'er our hearts shall make! IAGO. the greatest discords be [Kissing her. indeed. He speaks home. I will gyve thee in thine own courtship. OTHELLO. do. Amen to that. Very good. Contents . [Aside. it is too much of joy: And this. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. where he comes! [Enter Othello and Attendants. smile upon her.] OTHELLO. Yet again your fingers to your lips? Would they were clyster-pipes for your sake! [Trumpet within. I have found great love amongst them. for. well said.— News. which now again you are most apt to play the sir in. sweet powers!— I cannot speak enough of this content.] O. indeed: if such tricks as these strip you out of your lieutenantry. It stops me here. it had been better you had not kissed your three fingers so oft. and this. It gives me wonder great as my content To see you here before me. CASSIO. O my soul's joy! If after every tempest come such calms. I fear. Othello. let us to the castle. whisper: with as little a web as this will I ensnare as great a fly as Cassio. Ay. 'Twere now to be most happy. the Turks are drown'd. Let's meet him.
and let thy soul be instructed.—a slipper and subtle knave. and telling her fantastical lies: and will she love him still for prating? Let not thy discreet heart think it. none. she would never have loved the Moor: blessed pudding! Didst thou not see her paddle with the palm of his hand? didst not mark that? RODERIGO. an index and obscure prologue to the history of lust and foul thoughts. Othello. IAGO. RODERIGO. very nature will instruct her in it. sir. the knave is handsome. Watch you to-night: for the command.—as it is a most pregnant and unforced position. none. I'll lay't upon you: Cassio knows you not:—I'll not be far from you: do you Contents .—list me. base men being in love have then a nobility in their natures more than is native to them. she is full of most blessed condition. and the woman hath found him already. her delicate tenderness will find itself abused. I must tell thee this—Desdemona is directly in love with him. sympathy in years.—I pry'thee. for the better compass of his salt and most hidden loose affection? why. Once more well met at Cyprus. they say. If thou be'st valiant. IAGO.—who stands so eminently in the degree of this fortune as Cassio does? a knave very voluble.—Come.—as. disrelish and abhor the Moor. RODERIGO. and hath all those requisites in him that folly and green minds look after: a pestilent complete knave. and Attendants. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. a finder out of occasions. hard at hand comes the master and main exercise.44 William Shakespeare. though true advantage never present itself: a devilish knave! besides. and I dote In mine own comforts. Do thou meet me presently at the harbour. Yes. that has an eye can stamp and counterfeit advantages. the incorporate conclusion: pish!—But. I cannot believe that in her. but that was but courtesy. why. and compel her to some second choice. They met so near with their lips that their breaths embraced together. that I did. manners. good Iago. Go to the bay and disembark my coffers: Bring thou the master to the citadel. [Exeunt Othello. all which the Moor is defective in: now. young. for want of these required conveniences. Blest fig's end! the wine she drinks is made of grapes: if she had been blessed. The lieutenant to-night watches on the court of guard: first.—again to inflame it and to give satiety a fresh appetite. but for bragging.— loveliness in favour. there should be. Roderigo! when these mutualities so marshal the way. 'tis not possible. With him! why. Desdemona. be you ruled by me: I have brought you from Venice. and what delight shall she have to look on the devil? When the blood is made dull with the act of sport. Now sir. and beauties.] IAGO. and his worthiness Does challenge much respect. Mark me with what violence she first loved the Moor. Lay thy finger thus. Desdemona. begin to heave the gorge. Villainous thoughts. IAGO. He is a good one. Her eye must be fed. this granted. no further conscionable than in putting on the mere form of civil and humane seeming. Come hither.net 45 I prattle out of fashion. by this hand. Lechery.
46 William Shakespeare. People following. [Exit. either by speaking too loud. IAGO. Now. he'll prove to Desdemona A most dear husband. or from what other course you please. IAGO. Sir. and of great credit: The Moor. I warrant thee. RODERIGO.] IAGO. I will do this. [Enter a Herald with a proclamation. importing the mere perdition of the Turkish fleet. A street. RODERIGO. RODERIGO. I stand accountant for as great a sin. if I can bring it to any opportunity. that he may. For that I do suspect the lusty Moor Hath leap'd into my seat: the thought whereof Doth. So shall you have a shorter journey to your desires by the means I shall then have to prefer them.—howbeit that I endure him not. without the which there were no expectation of our prosperity. Well.net 47 find some occasion to anger Cassio. I do well believe it. I do love her too. and reward me For making him egregiously an ass And practicing upon his peace and quiet Even to madness.] Scene II. whom I trash For his quick hunting. stand the putting on. but yet confus'd: Knavery's plain face is never seen till us'd. love me. And. Not out of absolute lust. or tainting his discipline. Abuse him to the Moor in the rank garb. some to make bonfires.— Make the Moor thank me. that upon certain tidings now arrived. That she loves him. for even out of that will I cause these of Cyprus to mutiny. failing so. our noble and valiant general. like a poisonous mineral.—though. peradventure. and haply with his truncheon may strike at you: provoke him. and very sudden in choler. Which thing to do. 'Tis here. wife for wife. Meet me by and by at the citadel: I must fetch his necessaries ashore. I'll have our Michael Cassio on the hip. noble nature. loving. yet that I put the Moor At least into a jealousy so strong That judgement cannot cure. he is rash. which the time shall more favourably minister.] HERALD. Or. [Exit. 'tis apt. It is Othello's pleasure. and the impediment most profitably removed. Adieu.— If this poor trash of Venice.— But partly led to diet my revenge. Othello. Farewell. whose qualification shall come into no true taste again but by the displanting of Cassio.— For I fear Cassio with my night-cap too. gnaw my inwards. each man to Contents . every man put himself into triumph. some to dance. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf.— Is of a constant. That Cassio loves her. I dare think. And nothing can or shall content my soul Till I am even'd with him.
happiness to their sheets! Come. IAGO. Desdemona.] [Enter Iago. Michael. CASSIO. CASSIO. CASSIO. But. Our general cast us thus early for the love of his Desdemona. CASSIO.net 49 what sport and revels his addiction leads him: for. All offices are open. 'tis not yet ten o' the clock. and yet methinks right modest. lieutenant. the fruits are to ensue. Indeed. my dear love. And. we must to the watch. good Iago: I have very poor and unhappy Scene III.— The purchase made.] CASSIO. CASSIO. indeed. Good Michael. perfection. and Attendants. good night: to-morrow with your earliest Let me have speech with you. besides these beneficial news.] OTHELLO. IAGO. Heaven bless the isle of Cyprus and our noble general Othello! [Exeunt. [Exeunt Othello. and she is sport for Jove. And when she speaks. Well. with my personal eye Will I look to't. Not to out-sport discretion. I have a stoup of wine. That profit's yet to come 'tween me and you. [Enter Othello. An inviting eye. lieutenant. Iago is most honest. IAGO. who let us not therefore blame: he hath not yet made wanton the night with her. look you to the guard to-night: Let's teach ourselves that honourable stop. Desdemona. Iago hath direction what to do. Not this hour. Iago. She is. notwithstanding. it is the celebration of his nuptial:—so much was his pleasure should be proclaimed. and here without are a brace of Cyprus gallants that would fain have a measure to the health of black Othello. IAGO. Othello. She's a most exquisite lady. full of game.—[To Desdemona] Come.48 William Shakespeare. and Attendants.] Contents . and there is full liberty of feasting from this present hour of five till the bell have told eleven. Not to-night. OTHELLO.— Good-night. What an eye she has! methinks it sounds a parley to provocation. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. is it not an alarm to love? CASSIO. she is a most fresh and delicate creature. IAGO. A Hall in the Castle. Cassio. Welcome. I'll warrant her.
and he's to watch: Three lads of Cyprus. what innovation it makes here: I am unfortunate in the infirmity. a little one. not past a pint. ho! [Sings. I'll do't. Some wine. man! 'tis a night of revels: the gallants desire it. and that was craftily qualified too. He'll be as full of quarrel and offense As my young mistress' dog.50 William Shakespeare. IAGO. That hold their honours in a wary distance.] IAGO. with him Montano and Gentlemen. both with wind and stream. indeed. Good faith. IAGO. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. I learned it in England. O. and dare not task my weakness with any more. they have given me a rouse already. and your swag-bellied Hollander.—noble swelling spirits. My boat sails freely. CASSIO. where. ho!—are nothing to your English. clink.—Drink." Some wine. What. but one cup: I'll drink for you. an excellent song. Whom love hath turn'd almost the wrong side out. Why then let a soldier drink. and behold. your German. CASSIO. IAGO. Othello. CASSIO. Contents . 'mongst this flock of drunkards. Where are they? IAGO. followed by Servant with wine. as I am a soldier. 'Fore God. [Exit. And they watch too. Here at the door. And let me the canakin clink. If I can fasten but one cup upon him. boys! CASSIO. my sick fool Roderigo. Am I to put our Cassio in some action That may offend the isle:—but here they come: If consequence do but approve my dream. A soldier's a man. O. The very elements of this warlike isle. 'Fore heaven. MONTANO. CASSIO. man's life's but a span. they are our friends. they are most potent in potting: your Dane. I have drunk but one cup to-night.— Have I to-night fluster'd with flowing cups. With that which he hath drunk to-night already. IAGO.] "And let me the canakin clink. call them in.net 51 brains for drinking: I could well wish courtesy would invent some other custom of entertainment. Now.] CASSIO. Now. I pray you. To Desdemona hath to-night carous'd Potations pottle-deep. but it dislikes me. [Re-enter Cassio.
for I hold him to be unworthy of his place that does those things. O sweet England! [Sings. but. nor any man of quality. lieutenant.net 53 Is your Englishman so expert in his drinking? IAGO. And so do I too. Let's have no more of this. Othello. His breeches cost him but a crown. CASSIO. this is my right hand. ho! CASSIO. I am drunk: this is my ancient. CASSIO. No. I am for it.— He is a soldier fit to stand by Caesar And give direction: and do but see his vice. let's look to our business. IAGO. With that he call'd the tailor lown. To the platform. It's true. your Dane dead drunk. IAGO. To the health of our general! MONTANO.—Forgive us our sins!—Gentlemen.52 William Shakespeare.—no offence to the general. CASSIO. Why. with facility. and there be souls must be saved. IAGO. 'Tis to his virtue a just equinox. CASSIO. by your leave. IAGO.—Well. he gives your Hollander a vomit ere the next pottle can be filled. let's set the watch. that I am drunk. gentlemen. Ay. He held them sixpence all too dear. Then take thine auld cloak about thee.—God's above all. not before me. and I'll do you justice. ALL. Contents . and I speak well enough. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. the lieutenant is to be saved before the ancient. Why. [Exit. masters.] MONTANO. he sweats not to overthrow your Almain. good lieutenant. IAGO. Why. Will you hear it again? CASSIO. very well then: you must not think. and this is my left:—I am not drunk now. He was a wight of high renown. And thou art but of low degree: 'Tis pride that pulls the country down. The one as long as the other: 'tis pity of him. this is a more exquisite song than the other. Do not think. he drinks you. For mine own part. lieutenant. come." Some wine. then. You see this fellow that is gone before. let's to our affairs.] "King Stephen was and a worthy peer.—I hope to be saved. Excellent well. I can stand well enough. and there be souls must not be saved.
CASSIO. A knave teach me my duty! I'll beat the knave into a twiggen bottle. or his good nature Prizes the virtue that appears in Cassio. or I'll knock you o'er the mazard. Othello.54 William Shakespeare.—But.—"Help! help!"] [Re-enter Cassio. good lieutenant. for this fair island. go. I pray you.net 55 I fear the trust Othello puts him in. I say! go out and cry a mutiny. Roderigo! I pray you.] MONTANO. Will shake this island. 'Tis evermore the prologue to his sleep: He'll watch the horologe a double set If drink rock not his cradle. rogue? [Striking Roderigo. But is he often thus? IAGO. after the lieutenant. sir. It were well The general were put in mind of it. MONTANO. you're drunk. [Exit Roderigo. Nay. On some odd time of his infirmity. hark! What noise? [Cry within. come.—alas..] IAGO. Beat me! CASSIO.] CASSIO.] IAGO. sir. And 'tis great pity that the noble Moor Should hazard such a place as his own second With one of an ingraft infirmity: It were an honest action to say So to the Moor. hold your hand.] How now. I do love Cassio well. MONTANO. good lieutenant. You rogue! you rascal! MONTANO. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf.] Away. Drunk! [They fight. lieutenant? CASSIO. RODERIGO. Perhaps he sees it not.] Nay. Let me go. [Aside to him. [Exit Roderigo. Not I. Come. and would do much To cure him of this evil.] MONTANO. gentlemen:— Contents . Dost thou prate. CASSIO. driving in Roderigo. MONTANO. And looks not on his evils: is not this true? [Enter Roderigo. IAGO. [Aside to Roderigo. What's the matter.
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Help, ho!—Lieutenant,—sir,—Montano,—sir:— Help, masters!—Here's a goodly watch indeed! [Bell rings.] Who's that that rings the bell?—Diablo, ho! The town will rise: God's will, lieutenant, hold; You will be sham'd forever. [Re-enter Othello and Attendants.] OTHELLO. What is the matter here? MONTANO. Zounds, I bleed still; I am hurt to the death. OTHELLO. Hold, for your lives! IAGO. Hold, ho! lieutenant,—sir,—Montano,—gentlemen,— Have you forgot all sense of place and duty? Hold! the general speaks to you; hold, hold, for shame! OTHELLO. Why, how now, ho! from whence ariseth this? Are we turn'd Turks, and to ourselves do that Which Heaven hath forbid the Ottomites? For Christian shame, put by this barbarous brawl: He that stirs next to carve for his own rage Holds his soul light; he dies upon his motion.— Silence that dreadful bell; it frights the isle From her propriety.—What is the matter, masters?— Honest Iago, that look'st dead with grieving, Speak, who began this? on thy love, I charge thee. IAGO.
I do not know:—friends all but now, even now, In quarter, and in terms like bride and groom Devesting them for bed; and then, but now— As if some planet had unwitted men,— Swords out, and tilting one at other's breast In opposition bloody. I cannot speak Any beginning to this peevish odds; And would in action glorious I had lost Those legs that brought me to a part of it! OTHELLO. How comes it, Michael, you are thus forgot? CASSIO. I pray you, pardon me; I cannot speak. OTHELLO. Worthy Montano, you were wont be civil; The gravity and stillness of your youth The world hath noted, and your name is great In mouths of wisest censure: what's the matter, That you unlace your reputation thus, And spend your rich opinion for the name Of a night-brawler? give me answer to it. MONTANO. Worthy Othello, I am hurt to danger: Your officer, Iago, can inform you,— While I spare speech, which something now offends me,— Of all that I do know: nor know I aught By me that's said or done amiss this night: Unless self-charity be sometimes a vice, And to defend ourselves it be a sin When violence assails us.
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OTHELLO. Now, by heaven, My blood begins my safer guides to rule; And passion, having my best judgement collied, Assays to lead the way. If I once stir, Or do but lift this arm, the best of you Shall sink in my rebuke. Give me to know How this foul rout began, who set it on; And he that is approv'd in this offense, Though he had twinn'd with me, both at a birth, Shall lose me.—What! in a town of war Yet wild, the people's hearts brimful of fear, To manage private and domestic quarrel, In night, and on the court and guard of safety! 'Tis monstrous.—Iago, who began't? MONTANO. If partially affin'd, or leagu'd in office, Thou dost deliver more or less than truth, Thou art no soldier. IAGO. Touch me not so near: I had rather have this tongue cut from my mouth Than it should do offence to Michael Cassio; Yet, I persuade myself, to speak the truth Shall nothing wrong him.—Thus it is, general. Montano and myself being in speech, There comes a fellow crying out for help; And Cassio following him with determin'd sword, To execute upon him. Sir, this gentleman Steps in to Cassio and entreats his pause: Myself the crying fellow did pursue,
Lest by his clamour,—as it so fell out,— The town might fall in fright: he, swift of foot, Outran my purpose; and I return'd the rather For that I heard the clink and fall of swords, And Cassio high in oath; which till to-night I ne'er might say before. When I came back,— For this was brief,—I found them close together, At blow and thrust; even as again they were When you yourself did part them. More of this matter cannot I report;— But men are men; the best sometimes forget:— Though Cassio did some little wrong to him,— As men in rage strike those that wish them best,— Yet surely Cassio, I believe, receiv'd From him that fled some strange indignity, Which patience could not pass. OTHELLO. I know, Iago, Thy honesty and love doth mince this matter, Making it light to Cassio. Cassio, I love thee; But never more be officer of mine.— [Re-enter Desdemona, attended.] Look, if my gentle love be not rais'd up!— I'll make thee an example. DESDEMONA. What's the matter? OTHELLO. All's well now, sweeting; come away to bed. [To Montano, who is led off.] Sir, for your hurts, myself will be your surgeon:
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Lead him off. Iago, look with care about the town, And silence those whom this vile brawl distracted.— Come, Desdemona: 'tis the soldiers' life To have their balmy slumbers wak'd with strife. [Exeunt all but Iago and Cassio.] IAGO. What, are you hurt, lieutenant? CASSIO. Ay, past all surgery. IAGO. Marry, heaven forbid! CASSIO. Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial.—My reputation, Iago, my reputation! IAGO. As I am an honest man, I thought you had received some bodily wound; there is more sense in that than in reputation. Reputation is an idle and most false imposition; oft got without merit and lost without deserving: you have lost no reputation at all, unless you repute yourself such a loser. What, man! there are ways to recover the general again: you are but now cast in his mood, a punishment more in policy than in malice; even so as one would beat his offenceless dog to affright an imperious lion: sue to him again, and he is yours. CASSIO. I will rather sue to be despised than to deceive so good a commander with so slight, so drunken, and so indiscreet an
officer. Drunk? and speak parrot? and squabble? swagger? swear? and discourse fustian with one's own shadow?—O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil! IAGO. What was he that you followed with your sword? What had he done to you? CASSIO. I know not. IAGO. Is't possible? CASSIO. I remember a mass of things, but nothing distinctly; a quarrel, but nothing wherefore.—O God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains! that we should, with joy, pleasance, revel, and applause, transform ourselves into beasts! IAGO. Why, but you are now well enough: how came you thus recovered? CASSIO. It hath pleased the devil drunkenness to give place to the devil wrath: one unperfectness shows me another, to make me frankly despise myself. IAGO. Come, you are too severe a moraler: as the time, the place, and the condition of this country stands, I could heartily wish this had not befallen; but since it is as it is, mend it for your own good.
I think you think I love you. indeed. You. IAGO. unmake. CASSIO. mark. and presently a beast! O strange!—Every inordinate cup is unbless'd.62 William Shakespeare. They do suggest at first with heavenly shows.] IAGO. I have well approved it. I will ask him for my place again. or any man living. Come. in the sincerity of love and honest kindness. Contents IAGO. CASSIO. sir.—were't to renounce his baptism. then. You are in the right. such an answer would stop them all. and betimes in the morning I will beseech the virtuous Desdemona to undertake for me.— His soul is so enfetter'd to her love That she may make. come. As I do now: for whiles this honest fool Plies Desdemona to repair his fortune. man. then. so kind. You advise me well. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. Directly to his good? Divinity of hell! When devils will the blackest sins put on. my fortunes against any lay worth naming. good wine is a good familiar creature. a villain To counsel Cassio to this parallel course. Good-night. do what she list. that says I play the villain? When this advice is free I give and honest. I protest. And she for him pleads strongly to the Moor. Othello. the course To win the Moor again? For 'tis most easy The inclining Desdemona to subdue In any honest suit: she's fram'd as fruitful As the free elements. CASSIO. for that he hath devoted and given up himself to the contemplation. lieutenant. by and by a fool. IAGO. I am desperate of my fortunes if they check me here. if it be well used: exclaim no more against it. And what's he. . and denotement of her parts and graces:—confess yourself freely to her.—I drunk! IAGO. honest Iago. All seals and symbols of redeemed sin. importune her help to put you in your place again: she is of so free. How am I. so blessed a disposition. Our general's wife is now the general. And then for her To win the Moor. may be drunk at a time. Probal to thinking. I must to the watch. I'll tell you what you shall do. this crack of your love shall grow stronger than it was before. [Exit. so apt. she holds it a vice in her goodness not to do more than she is requested: this broken joint between you and her husband entreat her to splinter.—he shall tell me I am a drunkard! Had I as many mouths as Hydra. Even as her appetite shall play the god With his weak function.net 63 CASSIO. CASSIO. And. good lieutenant. and. I think it freely. To be now a sensible man. and.— I may say so in this respect. and the ingredient is a devil. Good night.
and I think the issue will be—I shall have so much experience for my pains: and so. Othello. Does't not go well? Cassio hath beaten thee. [Enter Roderigo. [Exit. 'tis morning. I say. So will I turn her virtue into pitch. IAGO. And wit depends on dilatory time.— That she repeals him for her body's lust. and not by witchcraft. get thee gone.—By the mass. by that small hurt. And by how much she strives to do him good. I'll set her on. go where thou art billeted: Away. Yet fruits that blossom first will first be ripe: Content thyself awhile. And thou.] Contents . return again to Venice.net 65 I'll pour this pestilence into his ear.— Retire thee. How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees? Thou know'st we work by wit. Pleasure and action make the hours seem short. that's the way. Myself the while to draw the Moor apart.] Two things are to be done. Nay.] How now. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. with no money at all and a little more wit. And bring him jump when he may Cassio find Soliciting his wife. [Exit Roderigo. I do follow here in the chase. not like a hound that hunts. My money is almost spent. Roderigo! RODERIGO. I have been to-night exceedingly well cudgelled.— My wife must move for Cassio to her mistress. And out of her own goodness make the net That shall enmesh them all. Ay. thou shalt know more hereafter. hast cashier'd Cassio. Though other things grow fair against the sun.64 William Shakespeare. Dull not device by coldness and delay. but one that fills up the cry. She shall undo her credit with the Moor.
wind instruments? FIRST MUSICIAN. We have none such. I pray you." [Music. There's a poor piece of gold for thee: if the gentlewoman that attends the general's wife be stirring. sir? CLOWN. to't again: but. But. CLOWN. I hear not your honest friend. How. that he desires you. sir. No. general. that they speak i' the nose thus? FIRST MUSICIAN.net 67 FIRST MUSICIAN. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. FIRST MUSICIAN. Pr'ythee. masters. marry. sir. we will not. Well. Are these. CASSIO. tell her there's one Cassio entreats her a little favour of speech: wilt thou do this? CLOWN. Othello. play here.] CASSIO. to make no more noise with it.66 William Shakespeare. here's money for you: and the general so likes your music.] [Enter Clown. as they say. how! CLOWN.—I will content your pains. If you have any music that may not be heard. Why. keep up thy quillets. Act 3. Ay. to hear music the general does not greatly care. Dost thou hear. . mine honest friend? CLOWN. Whereby hangs a tale. CLOWN. Something that's brief. Then put up your pipes in your bag. for I'll away: go. Masters.] CLOWN. by many a wind instrument that I know. sir. Cyprus. sir. thereby hangs a tale. Marry. away! [Exeunt Musicians. have your instruments been in Naples. sir. are they. masters. I hear you. and bid "Good-morrow. She is stirring. vanish into air. [Enter Cassio and some Musicians. CLOWN. if she will stir hither I shall Contents FIRST MUSICIAN. Scene I. Before the Castle. O.] CASSIO. for love's sake. sir.
[Exeunt. Contents . my good lord. I beseech you. that your converse and business May be more free. in wholesome wisdom. [Enter Emilia. to the pilot. and Gentlemen. EMILIA. I have made bold. And I'll devise a mean to draw the Moor Out of the way. Othello. come in: I will bestow you where you shall have time To speak your bosom freely. A Room in the Castle. He might not but refuse you. IAGO.] [Enter Iago. Cyprus. that she will to virtuous Desdemona Procure me some access. CASSIO. And she speaks for you stoutly: the Moor replies That he you hurt is of great fame in Cyprus And great affinity.68 William Shakespeare. CASSIO. I am much bound to you.net 69 seem to notify unto her. no. I will be walking on the works.] In happy time.] EMILIA. CASSIO. but all will sure be well. The general and his wife are talking of it. Well. Why. [Exit Iago. Do. [Enter Othello. good my friend. or that it may be done. I'll send her to you presently.— Give me advantage of some brief discourse With Desdemona alone.] Scene II. [Exit Clown. I humbly thank you for't. Iago.] I never knew A Florentine more kind and honest. IAGO.— If you think fit. then? CASSIO. Repair there to me. You have not been a-bed. Yet.] OTHELLO. I'll do't. Iago. And by him do my duties to the senate: That done. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. Iago. To send in to your wife: my suit to her Is. Pray you. CASSIO. and that. These letters give. good lieutenant. Good-morrow. the day had broke Before we parted. Iago. I am sorry For your displeasure. but he protests he loves you And needs no other suitor but his likings To take the safest occasion by the front To bring you in again. IAGO.
[Exeunt. Bounteous madam. Cassio. My general will forget my love and service. that's an honest fellow. Madam. O. Cyprus. Madam. That policy may either last so long. [Enter Desdemona. I'll watch him tame.70 William Shakespeare. before Emilia here I give thee warrant of thy place: assure thee. We'll wait upon your lordship. and hear me speak. and Emilia. CASSIO. You do love my lord: You have known him long. But I will have my lord and you again As friendly as you were. Why. The Garden of the Castle. and talk him out of patience. Well. This fortification. DESDEMONA. Madam.] Scene III. If I do vow a friendship.—Do not doubt. I'll take my leave. here comes my lord. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. That. His bed shall seem a school. not now.—shall we see't? GENTLEMEN. but. I being absent. Be thou assured. CASSIO. He's never anything but your true servant. [Exit Cassio. DESDEMONA. I'll intermingle everything he does With Cassio's suit: therefore be merry. I am very ill at ease. gentlemen. I will do All my abilities in thy behalf. Cassio. good Cassio. DESDEMONA. stay. Do not doubt that. CASSIO.net 71 OTHELLO. Othello. DESDEMONA. Or feed upon such nice and waterish diet. Cassio. Contents . I know't. and my place supplied. EMILIA. DESDEMONA. and be you well assur'd He shall in strangeness stand no farther off Than in a politic distance.] Ay. lady. For thy solicitor shall rather die Than give thy cause away. Or breed itself so out of circumstance. his board a shrift. Whatever shall become of Michael Cassio. Unfit for mine own purposes.] DESDEMONA. Good madam. do: I warrant it grieves my husband As if the cause were his. do your discretion. EMILIA. I'll perform it To the last article: my lord shall never rest. CASSIO.—I thank you.
Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. Ay. His present reconciliation take. sweet Desdemon. Good my lord. DESDEMONA. sure. Cassio. Not now. OTHELLO. in our common reason. That errs in ignorance and not in cunning. DESDEMONA. Who is't you mean? DESDEMONA. Why then to-morrow night. I do believe 'twas he. not to-night. Ha! I like not that.] IAGO. To-morrow dinner then? OTHELLO. OTHELLO. If I have any grace or power to move you. And yet his trespass. Shall't be to-night at supper? OTHELLO. DESDEMONA. OTHELLO. That he would steal away so guilty-like. your lieutenant. I meet the captains at the citadel. Was not that Cassio parted from my wife? IAGO. Why. How now. but let it not Exceed three days: in faith. or Tuesday morn. I shall not dine at home. call him back. What dost thou say? IAGO. OTHELLO. I have no judgement in an honest face: I pr'ythee. sooth. Cassio. he's penitent. for you. OTHELLO. my lord: or if—I know not what. so humbled That he hath left part of his grief with me To suffer with him. call him back. DESDEMONA. On Tuesday noon. I cannot think it. Othello. name the time. OTHELLO. or night. my lord! No. For if he be not one that truly loves you. Seeing you coming. Nothing. some other time. But shall't be shortly? OTHELLO. on Wednesday morn:— I pr'ythee.net 73 [Enter Othello and Iago. Went he hence now? DESDEMONA. The sooner. sweet.72 William Shakespeare. DESDEMONA. A man that languishes in your displeasure. No. Good love. my lord! I have been talking with a suitor here.— Contents .
But for a satisfaction of my thought.—is not almost a fault To incur a private check.—to have so much to do To bring him in! Trust me. When I have spoke of you dispraisingly. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. Why. IAGO. this is not a boon. I do beseech thee. OTHELLO. My noble lord. I did not think he had been acquainted with her. Contents DESDEMONA. no more.— OTHELLO. or keep you warm. Othello: I wonder in my soul. that I should deny. OTHELLO. Or stand so mammering on. 'Tis as I should entreat you wear your gloves. Why of thy thought. [Exit with Emilia. OTHELLO. yes. and so many a time. Or feed on nourishing dishes. That came awooing with you. come.] OTHELLO. Know of your love? OTHELLO. Did Michael Cassio. Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul. my lord. from first to last: why dost thou ask? IAGO. Othello. Or sue to you to do a peculiar profit To your own person: nay.net 75 Save that. my Desdemona: I'll come to thee straight. O. I will deny thee nothing. Iago? IAGO. DESDEMONA. when you woo'd my lady. No further harm. when I have a suit Wherein I mean to touch your love indeed. the wars must make examples Out of their best. IAGO.74 William Shakespeare. . Iago? IAGO.—Be as your fancies teach you. What dost thou say. Farewell. I am obedient. let him come when he will. DESDEMONA.— OTHELLO. I will deny thee nothing: Whereon. And fearful to be granted. and went between us very oft. Pr'ythee. When shall he come? Tell me. grant me this. they say. What! Michael Cassio. But I do love thee! and when I love thee not. What you would ask me. To leave me but a little to myself. I could do much. It shall be full of poise and difficult weight. Shall I deny you? no: farewell. Chaos is come again. Emilia. He did. Hath ta'en your part. OTHELLO. Whate'er you be.
—Thou dost mean something: I heard thee say even now. My lord. I think thou dost. indeed:—discern'st thou aught in that? Is he not honest? IAGO. my lord! OTHELLO. Indeed! ay. OTHELLO. Nay. Think. IAGO. speak to me as to thy thinkings. for aught I know. For Michael Cassio.— Therefore these stops of thine fright me the more: For such things in a false disloyal knave Are tricks of custom. IAGO. "Indeed!" And didst contract and purse thy brow together.76 William Shakespeare. OTHELLO. IAGO. Certain. Or those that be not. IAGO.—thou lik'dst not that. Good my lord. Show me thy thought. and give thy worst of thoughts The worst of words. my lord! By heaven. he echoes me. My lord. then. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. Honest. Othello. I dare be sworn I think that he is honest. you know I love you. Honest! ay. OTHELLO. And. honest. yet there's more in this: I pr'ythee. Contents . men should be what they seem. Why. As if thou then hadst shut up in thy brain Some horrible conceit: if thou dost love me. That passion cannot rule. When Cassio left my wife. What dost thou think? IAGO.net 77 Indeed! OTHELLO. IAGO. I think so too. What didst not like? And when I told thee he was of my counsel In my whole course of wooing. thou criedst. Think. As thou dost ruminate. OTHELLO. would they might seem none! OTHELLO. pardon me: Though I am bound to every act of duty. but in a man that's just They're close delations. working from the heart. IAGO. my lord! OTHELLO. As if there were some monster in his thought Too hideous to be shown. I think Cassio's an honest man.—for I know thou'rt full of love and honesty And weigh'st thy words before thou giv'st them breath. Men should be what they seem.
my lord. Thou dost conspire against thy friend. Nor shall not. Othello. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf.—that your wisdom yet. As. certain of his fate. From one that so imperfectly conceits. Ha! IAGO. 'tis something. O. 'tis his. Iago.— Good heaven. nothing. Would take no notice. OTHELLO. the souls of all my tribe defend From jealousy! OTHELLO. say they are vile and false. Is the immediate jewel of their souls: Who steals my purse steals trash. O misery! IAGO. yet strongly loves! OTHELLO. beware. You cannot. But riches fineless is as poor as winter To him that ever fears he shall be poor. To let you know my thoughts. I do beseech you.— Though I perchance am vicious in my guess. loves not his wronger. what damned minutes tells he o'er Who dotes. I confess. of jealousy. why is this? Think'st thou I'd make a life of jealousy. But O. nor build yourself a trouble Out of his scattering and unsure observance:— It were not for your quiet nor your good. Why. and has been slave to thousands. . Utter my thoughts? Why. or wisdom. yet doubts. IAGO. What dost thou mean? But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him And makes me poor indeed. 'Twas mine. it is my nature's plague To spy into abuses. Nor for my manhood.— As where's that palace whereinto foul things Sometimes intrude not? who has a breast so pure But some uncleanly apprehensions Keep leets and law-days. OTHELLO. and in session sit With meditations lawful? OTHELLO.net 79 I am not bound to that all slaves are free to. dear my lord. honesty. suspects. I'll know thy thoughts. OTHELLO. Poor and content is rich. To follow still the changes of the moon Contents IAGO. If thou but think'st him wrong'd and mak'st his ear A stranger to thy thoughts. if my heart were in your hand.78 William Shakespeare. and rich enough. Good name in man and woman. whilst 'tis in my custody. By heaven. and of my jealousy Shape faults that are not. It is the green-ey'd monster which doth mock The meat it feeds on: that cuckold lives in bliss Who. IAGO.
Wear your eye thus. I know our country disposition well. I'll see before I doubt. so young. plays. Trust me. And so she did. IAGO.net 81 With fresh suspicions? No. I see this hath a little dash'd your spirits. their best conscience Is not to leave undone. OTHELLO. prove. loves company. Matching thy inference. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. could give out such a seeming. Why. Not a jot. IAGO. 'Tis not to make me jealous. go to then. Iago. Dost thou say so? IAGO. but keep unknown. I humbly do beseech you of your pardon For too much loving you. And on the proof.80 William Shakespeare. for now I shall have reason To show the love and duty that I bear you With franker spirit: therefore. In Venice they do let heaven see the pranks They dare not show their husbands. I will not. IAGO. Contents OTHELLO. OTHELLO. Othello. I fear it has. Look to your wife. To say my wife is fair. OTHELLO. She loved them most. No. to be once in doubt Is once to be resolv'd: exchange me for a goat When I shall turn the business of my soul To such exsufflicate and blown surmises. She did deceive her father. I am bound to thee for ever. And when she seem'd to shake and fear your looks.— Away at once with love or jealousy! IAGO. not jealous nor secure: I would not have your free and noble nature. Receive it from me:—I speak not yet of proof. look to't. To seal her father's eyes up close as oak. She that. sings. OTHELLO. For she had eyes and chose me. as I am bound. observe her well with Cassio. Where virtue is. and dances well.— He thought 'twas witchcraft. but I do see you're mov'd:— I am to pray you not to strain my speech To grosser issues nor to larger reach Than to suspicion.—but I am much to blame. . when I doubt. I am glad of it. not a jot. Out of self-bounty. Is free of speech. marrying you. be abus'd. I hope you will consider what is spoke Comes from my love. IAGO. these are more virtuous: Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt. feeds well. there is no more but this.
much more. IAGO. recoiling to her better judgement. let me know more. and degree. Ay. Her will. how nature erring from itself. Whereto we see in all things nature tends. OTHELLO. [Returning. Farewell. farewell: If more thou dost perceive. [Exit.] OTHELLO. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf.] My lord. for I am black. IAGO.82 William Shakespeare. If I do prove her haggard. there's the point:—as. I once more take my leave. and let her down the wind To prey at fortune. thoughts unnatural:— But pardon me: I do not in position Distinctly speak of her. Cassio's my worthy friend:— My lord. I do not think but Desdemona's honest. I see you're mov'd. than he unfolds. Of human dealings. Othello. Much will be seen in that. Though that her jesses were my dear heartstrings. Why did I marry?—This honest creature doubtless Sees and knows more.— For sure he fills it up with great ability. My speech should fall into such vile success Which my thoughts aim'd not. You shall by that perceive him and his means: Note if your lady strain his entertainment With any strong or vehement importunity. IAGO. Long live she so! and long live you to think so! OTHELLO.— As worthy cause I have to fear I am. my lord. IAGO. I'd whistle her off. And knows all qualities. if you please to hold him off awhile.— Foh! one may smell in such a will most rank. May fall to match you with her country forms.— And hold her free. Let me be thought too busy in my fears. And have not those soft parts of conversation That chamberers have. I do beseech your honour. I would I might entreat your honour To scan this thing no further. This fellow's of exceeding honesty. Fear not my government. Of her own clime. Haply. OTHELLO. with a learned spirit. I take my leave.] My lord. Set on thy wife to observe: leave me. And happily repent.—to be bold with you. And yet. leave it to time: Though it be fit that Cassio have his place. OTHELLO. [Going. not much mov'd. OTHELLO.— IAGO. or for I am declin'd Contents . Foul disproportion.— Yet.net 83 Should you do so. complexion.— Not to affect many proposed matches. though I may fear. In the meantime. Iago. No.
Come. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. I am very sorry that you are not well. do attend your presence. And give't Iago: What he will do with it heaven knows. EMILIA. my dear Othello! Your dinner. Ha! Contents DESDEMONA. I have a pain upon my forehead here. that's with watching. 'tis the plague of great ones: Prerogativ'd are they less than the base. Do not you chide. I am glad I have found this napkin. within this hour . DESDEMONA. 'Tis destiny unshunnable. It will be well. That we can call these delicate creatures ours. O curse of marriage.— For he conjur'd her she should ever keep it. IAGO. and my relief Must be to loathe her. then heaven mocks itself!— I'll not believe't. like death: Even then this forked plague is fated to us When we do quicken. I'll have the work ta'en out. I nothing but to please his fantasy. And not their appetites! I had rather be a toad. not I. but she so loves the token. This was her first remembrance from the Moor. Yet.— That she reserves it evermore about her To kiss and talk to. OTHELLO. and she drops it.] Let it alone.] EMILIA. [Exeunt Othello and Desdemona. And live upon the vapor of a dungeon. [Re-enter Iago.] DESDEMONA. A thing for me!—it is a common thing. Your napkin is too little. Than keep a corner in the thing I love For others' uses. I am abus'd. Othello. Why do you speak so faintly? Are you not well? OTHELLO. DESDEMONA. My wayward husband hath a hundred times Woo'd me to steal it.— She's gone. I'll go in with you. Desdemona comes: If she be false. O. OTHELLO.] IAGO. How now.net 85 Into the vale of years. 'twill away again. [Re-enter Desdemona and Emilia. How now! what do you here alone? EMILIA. I am to blame. and the generous islanders By you invited. [He puts the handkerchief from him.84 William Shakespeare. Faith. Let me but bind it hard.—yet that's not much. I have a thing for you.
A good wench. she'll run mad When she shall lack it. I have use for it. What will you do with't. give it me. to the advantage.] Why. Be not acknown on't. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf.] OTHELLO. What handkerchief! Why. Give't me again: poor lady. how now. The Moor already changes with my poison: Dangerous conceits are in their natures poisons. she let it drop by negligence. Ha! ha! false to me? IAGO. IAGO. What handkerchief? EMILIA. that the Moor first gave to Desdemona. Which at the first are scarce found to distaste. I being here. To have a foolish wife.net 87 IAGO. How now. that you have been so earnest To have me filch it? IAGO. EMILIA. [Re-enter Othello. here it is. Look. EMILIA. IAGO. Hast stol'n it from her? EMILIA. Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world. And. . is that all? What will you give me now For that same handkerchief? IAGO. took't up. general! no more of that. Othello. Why. [Snatching it. Burn like the mines of sulphur. O. faith. That which so often you did bid me steal. with a little act upon the blood. But. And let him find it. [Exit Emilia.86 William Shakespeare. IAGO. Trifles light as air Are to the jealous confirmations strong As proofs of holy writ: this may do something. leave me.—I did say so:— Look. my lord! Contents EMILIA. Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday. what's that to you? IAGO. If it be not for some purpose of import. No. Avaunt! be gone! thou hast set me on the rack:— I swear 'tis better to be much abus'd Than but to know't a little. nor mandragora. where he comes! Not poppy. OTHELLO.] I will in Cassio's lodging lose this napkin. Go.
take note. Let him not know't and he's not robb'd at all. abandon all remorse. To be direct and honest is not safe. O.— OTHELLO. and from hence I'll love no friend. I am sorry to hear this. sith love breeds such offense. Pride. .— [Taking him by the throat. for ever Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content! Farewell the plumed troop and the big wars That make ambition virtue! O. pomp. the ear-piercing fife. farewell. Make me to see't. IAGO. OTHELLO. or at the least so prove it. had tasted her sweet body. Do deeds to make heaven weep. My noble lord. not wanting what is stol'n. I had been happy if the general camp. Farewell! Othello's occupation's gone! IAGO. stay:—thou shouldst be honest. IAGO. and all quality. I found not Cassio's kisses on her lips: He that is robb'd. For nothing canst thou to damnation add Greater than that. The royal banner. O you mortal engines. That liv'st to make thine honesty a vice!— O monstrous world! Take note. be sure thou prove my love a whore. Is't possible. my lord?— Thou hadst been better have been born a dog Than answer my wak'd wrath! IAGO. What sense had I of her stol'n hours of lust? I saw't not. now. Is't come to this? OTHELLO. Give me the ocular proof. take mine office. was free and merry. by the worth of man's eternal soul. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump. thought it not. Nay. or woe upon thy life! IAGO. Villain. and circumstance of glorious war! And.—O wretched fool. Othello. Never pray more. Pioners and all.— I thank you for this profit.88 William Shakespeare. That the probation bear no hinge nor loop To hang a doubt on. whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamors counterfeit. IAGO.] Be sure of it. all earth amaz'd. Or. Contents OTHELLO. If thou dost slander her and torture me. OTHELLO. The spirit-stirring drum. O world.net 89 OTHELLO. On horror's head horrors accumulate. it harm'd not me: I slept the next night well. O grace! O heaven defend me! Are you a man? have you a soul or sense?— God be wi' you. So I had nothing known.
If imputation and strong circumstances. "O sweet creature!" and then kiss me hard. I say. "Sweet Desdemona. By the world. and think she is not. I think that thou art just. I lay with Cassio lately. I'll not endure 't. Othello. That in their sleeps will mutter their affairs: One of this kind is Cassio: In sleep I heard him say.— Prick'd to it by foolish honesty and love. And then. It were a tedious difficulty. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. let us hide our loves". You would be satisfied? OTHELLO.— Will give you satisfaction. That grew upon my lips: then laid his leg Over my thigh. my lord? Would you.— I will go on. OTHELLO.net 91 I should be wise. Give me a living reason she's disloyal. sith I am enter'd in this cause so far. and fools as gross As ignorance made drunk. I think my wife be honest. Cry. And may: but how? how satisfied. IAGO. sir. But yet. as hot as monkeys. is now begrim'd and black As mine own face. OTHELLO. the supervisor.— Which lead directly to the door of truth. and think thou art not: I'll have some proof: her name. I could not sleep. you may have't. But. and then Cried. Contents . I see. for honesty's a fool. "Cursed fate that gave thee to the Moor!" OTHELLO. Let us be wary. sir.—If there be cords or knives. I do not like the office. that was as fresh As Dian's visage. To bring them to that prospect: damn them then. I will. And. or suffocating streams. would he gripe and wring my hand. being troubled with a raging tooth.90 William Shakespeare. As salt as wolves in pride. O monstrous! monstrous! IAGO. As if he pluck'd up kisses by the roots.—Would I were satisfied! IAGO. I think. and sigh'd and kiss'd. If ever mortal eyes do see them bolster More than their own! What then? how then? What shall I say? Where's satisfaction? It is impossible you should see this Were they as prime as goats. you are eaten up with passion: I do repent me that I put it to you. IAGO. Death and damnation! O! IAGO. grossly gape on. There are a kind of men so loose of soul.— Behold her tupp'd? OTHELLO. Poison or fire. And loses that it works for. Would! nay.
hands. thy crown and hearted throne To tyrannous hate! swell. 'twas my first gift. I'll tear her all to pieces. It speaks against her with the other proofs. Do not rise yet.— Witness that here Iago doth give up The execution of his wit. IAGO.— IAGO. Contents . Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb.] I here engage my words. heart. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up.— One is too poor.— Have you not sometimes seen a handkerchief Spotted with strawberries in your wife's hand? OTHELLO. IAGO.92 William Shakespeare. blood! IAGO. but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont.net 93 Nay. IAGO.—did I today See Cassio wipe his beard with. O. by yond marble heaven. your mind perhaps may change. blood. And this may help to thicken other proofs That do demonstrate thinly. ne'er ebb to humble love. Othello. this was but his dream. Iago. black vengeance.—Now. IAGO. In the due reverence of a sacred vow [Kneels. OTHELLO. Yet be content. with violent pace. OTHELLO. you ever-burning lights above. with thy fraught. though it be but a dream.—Look here. All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven: 'Tis gone. Nay.— Arise. OTHELLO. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. OTHELLO. or any that was hers. Iago. OTHELLO. O. But this denoted a foregone conclusion: 'Tis a shrewd doubt. Iago. She may be honest yet. bosom. Patience.] Witness.— I am sure it was your wife's. I know not that: but such a handkerchief. that the slave had forty thousand lives. OTHELLO. You elements that clip us round about. For 'tis of aspics' tongues! IAGO. from thy hollow hell! Yield up. Shall ne'er look back.— [Kneels. I gave her such a one. O love. If it be that. Never. Like to the Pontic Sea. too weak for my revenge! Now do I see 'tis true. but be wise: yet we see nothing done. If it be that. Even so my bloody thoughts. I say. Tell me but this.
And to obey shall be in me remorse. Where should I lose that handkerchief.] OTHELLO. [They rise. Can you inquire him out. Seek him. DESDEMONA. and hope all will be well. Cyprus. where Lieutenant Cassio lies? CLOWN. I will withdraw To furnish me with some swift means of death For the fair devil. I know not where he lodges. I greet thy love. but with acceptance bounteous. DESDEMONA. Now art thou my lieutenant. DESDEMONA.94 William Shakespeare. I dare not say he lies anywhere. Emilia. OTHELLO. make questions and by them answer. man? CLOWN. Emilia? Scene IV. CLOWN. He's a soldier.net 95 To wrong'd Othello's service! Let him command. DESDEMONA. and say he lies here or he lies there were to lie in mine own throat. that is.] DESDEMONA. 'tis done at your request: But let her live. and for one to say a soldier lies is stabbing. To do this is within the compass of man's wit. Do you know. and be edified by report? CLOWN. What bloody business ever. and Clown. sirrah. Go to: where lodges he? CLOWN. Before the Castle. To tell you where he lodges is to tell you where I lie. Othello. IAGO. I am your own for ever. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. [Exit. Can anything be made of this? CLOWN. And will upon the instant put thee to't: Within these three days let me hear thee say That Cassio's not alive. IAGO. I will catechize the world for him. Damn her. and therefore I will attempt the doing it.] Why. My friend is dead. damn her! Come. Contents . bid him come hither: tell him I have moved my lord on his behalf. and for me to devise a lodging. [Exeunt. lewd minx! O. [Enter Desdemona.] DESDEMONA. Not with vain thanks. DESDEMONA. go with me apart.
But our new heraldry is hands. DESDEMONA.] O. OTHELLO.—[Aside. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. indeed. my good lady. Contents . I have sent to bid Cassio come speak with you. For here's a young and sweating devil here That commonly rebels. hardness to dissemble!— How do you. Othello. exercise devout. I had rather have lost my purse Full of crusadoes: and. I have a salt and sorry rheum offends me. DESDEMONA. Is he not jealous? DESDEMONA. Well. DESDEMONA. madam. DESDEMONA. DESDEMONA. fasting. Believe me. Come now. OTHELLO. where he comes. OTHELLO. Look.net 97 EMILIA. I know not. and prayer. This argues fruitfulness and liberal heart:— Hot. hot. it were enough To put him to ill thinking. he? I think the sun where he was born Drew all such humours from him. and moist: this hand of yours requires A sequester from liberty. A frank one. Here. A liberal hand: the hearts of old gave hands. chuck? DESDEMONA. I will not leave him now till Cassio Be call'd to him. Much castigation. EMILIA. EMILIA. your promise. For 'twas that hand that gave away my heart.96 William Shakespeare. my lord. You may. my lord? OTHELLO. Give me your hand: this hand is moist. [Enter Othello. my lady. It yet hath felt no age nor known no sorrow. 'Tis a good hand. I cannot speak of this. say so. That which I gave you. Desdemona? DESDEMONA. Well. Who. What promise. not hearts. OTHELLO.] How is't with you. OTHELLO. but my noble Moor Is true of mind and made of no such baseness As jealous creatures are. DESDEMONA. my good lord. OTHELLO. Lend me thy handkerchief.
gave it me. I have it not about me. Is't possible? OTHELLO. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. And bid me. I say. but what an if it were? OTHELLO. Make it a darling like your precious eye. while she kept it. Indeed! is't true? OTHELLO. In her prophetic fury sew'd the work. and his spirits should hunt After new fancies: she. 'Tis true: there's magic in the web of it: A sibyl. To lose't or give't away were such perdition As nothing else could match. is it out of the way? DESDEMONA. And it was dy'd in mummy which the skillful Conserv'd of maiden's hearts. I did so: and take heed on't. The worms were hallow'd that did breed the silk. when my fate would have me wive. It is not lost. my lord. therefore look to't well. That is a fault. She was a charmer. To give it her. Not? DESDEMONA. Fetch't. DESDEMONA. Most veritable.98 William Shakespeare. OTHELLO. let me see't. but if she lost it Or made a gift of it. Say you? DESDEMONA.net 99 DESDEMONA. OTHELLO. Contents . Is't lost? is't gone? speak. 'Twould make her amiable and subdue my father Entirely to her love. and could almost read The thoughts of people: she told her. it is not lost. Othello. OTHELLO. my father's eye Should hold her loathed. Why do you speak so startingly and rash? OTHELLO. Then would to God that I had never seen't! OTHELLO. No. Ha! wherefore? DESDEMONA. that had number'd in the world The sun to course two hundred compasses. DESDEMONA. That handkerchief Did an Egyptian to my mother give. DESDEMONA. Heaven bless us! OTHELLO. DESDEMONA. dying. How! DESDEMONA. faith.
but I will not now. DESDEMONA. OTHELLO. Away! DESDEMONA. To fortune's alms. talk me of Cassio. In sooth. Contents [Exit. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. good Cassio! what's the news with you? CASSIO. Can ransom me into his love again. If my offence be of such mortal kind That nor my service past. I pray. 'tis she must do't: And. 'Tis not a year or two shows us a man: They are all but stomachs and we all but food: They eat us hungerly. sir. Fetch me the handkerchief: my mind misgives. so I can. let Cassio be receiv'd again. So shall I clothe me in a forc'd content. I am most unhappy in the loss of it. Shar'd dangers with you. You'll never meet a more sufficient man. lo. with all the office of my heart.] IAGO. Madam. Entirely honour: I would not be delay'd. But to know so must be my benefit. DESDEMONA. the happiness! go and importune her. This is a trick to put me from my suit: Pray you.] EMILIA.—Look you. And shut myself up in some other course. [Enter Cassio and Iago. There is no other way. How now.100 William Shakespeare. Nor purpos'd merit in futurity. and be a member of his love. you are to blame. Come. Othello. Is not this man jealous? . A man that all his time Hath founded his good fortunes on your love. The handkerchief! DESDEMONA. They belch us. come. nor present sorrows.— OTHELLO. Whom I.—Cassio and my husband. OTHELLO. I ne'er saw this before. Sure there's some wonder in this handkerchief. OTHELLO. The handkerchief! DESDEMONA. The handkerchief! DESDEMONA. OTHELLO.net 101 Why. EMILIA. and when they are full. my former suit: I do beseech you That by your virtuous means I may again Exist.
But jealous souls will not be answer'd so. Though great ones are their object. Alas. As I have spoken for you all my best. do so. IAGO. EMILIA. I was. and in such cases . He went hence but now. And no conception nor no jealous toy Concerning you. nor should I know him Were he in favour as in humour alter'd.net 103 DESDEMONA. For let our finger ache.] Men's natures wrangle with inferior things. Alas the day. And stood within the blank of his displeasure For my free speech! You must awhile be patient: What I can do I will. Pray heaven it be state matters. 'Tis even so. Can he be angry? I have seen the cannon. I'll move your suit. walk hereabout: If I do find him fit. amen. But now I find I had suborn'd the witness. and more I will Than for myself I dare: let that suffice you. born on itself. then: I will go meet him: There's matter in't indeed if he be angry. Heaven keep that monster from Othello's mind! EMILIA. DESDEMONA. Nor of them look for such observancy As fits the bridal. When it hath blown his ranks into the air And. Is my lord angry? EMILIA.— Hath puddled his clear spirit. as you think. I pr'ythee. DESDEMONA. My lord is not my lord.102 William Shakespeare. I never gave him cause! EMILIA. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. Lady. from his very arm Puff 'd his own brother. But jealous for they are jealous: 'tis a monster Begot upon itself.—and can he be angry? Something of moment. Emilia.— Arraigning his unkindness with my soul. and it indues Our other healthful members even to that sense Of pain: nay. So help me every spirit sanctified. IAGO. DESDEMONA. They are not ever jealous for the cause. we must think men are not gods.— Either from Venice or some unhatch'd practice Made demonstrable here in Cyprus to him.—Beshrew me much. DESDEMONA.—unhandsome warrior as I am. [Exit Iago. Othello. like the devil. And he's indicted falsely. I will go seek him. thrice-gentle Cassio! My advocation is not now in tune.—Cassio. Contents Something sure of state. And certainly in strange unquietness.
whence came this? This is some token from a newer friend. To have him see me woman'd. To the felt absence now I feel a cause: Is't come to this? Well. I humbly thank your ladyship. You are jealous now That this is from some mistress. bring me on the way a little. BIANCA. BIANCA. my most fair Bianca? I'faith. [Giving her Desdemona's handkerchief.104 William Shakespeare. I like the work well: ere it be demanded. [Exeunt Desdemona and Emilia. nor my wish. friend Cassio! CASSIO. some remembrance: No. Why. Go to. And say if I shall see you soon at night.] [Enter Bianca. What. What make you from home? How is it with you. well. BIANCA. whose is it? CASSIO. Not that I love you not. in good troth. keep a week away? seven days and nights? Eight score eight hours? and lovers' absent hours. BIANCA. Pardon me. I pray you. and leave me for this time.— As like enough it will. From whence you have them. Contents .—I'd have it copied: Take it. sweet love. Bianca: I have this while with leaden thoughts been press'd. woman! Throw your vile guesses in the devil's teeth. and do't.net 105 And seek to effect it to my uttermost. I was coming to your house. Leave you! wherefore? CASSIO. Save you. But I shall in a more continuate time Strike off this score of absence. O Cassio. I pray you? CASSIO. Cassio. BIANCA. And think it no addition.] Take me this work out. Bianca. I do attend here on the general. More tedious than the dial eight score times? O weary reckoning! CASSIO.] BIANCA. And I was going to your lodging. Othello. But that you do not love me. I know not neither: I found it in my chamber. CASSIO. CASSIO. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. Why. Sweet Bianca. BIANCA.
BIANCA. 'Tis very good. What.net 107 CASSIO. [Exeunt. For I attend here: but I'll see you soon. Will you think so? OTHELLO.106 William Shakespeare. . and not mean harm! It is hypocrisy against the devil: They that mean virtuously and yet do so. IAGO. Cyprus. Scene I. Before the Castle. To kiss in private? OTHELLO. Iago? IAGO. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. I must be circumstanc'd. Think so. Iago. [Enter Othello and Iago. not meaning any harm? Contents OTHELLO. Othello. An unauthoriz'd kiss. Or to be naked with her friend in bed An hour or more.] Act 4. 'Tis but a little way that I can bring you.] IAGO. Naked in bed.
my lord. Ay. and being hers. then. Why. Boding to all. bestow't on any man. Lie.— OTHELLO. what of that? OTHELLO.—I tremble at it. She is protectress of her honour too: May she give that? IAGO. He hath. IAGO. my lord. Nature would not invest herself in such shadowing passion without some Contents . OTHELLO.—I know not what he did. Her honour is an essence that's not seen.— OTHELLO. They have it very oft that have it not: But. for the handkerchief. to be hanged.—O. OTHELLO. What? what? IAGO. by their own importunate suit. 'tis hers. Faith.— OTHELLO. By heaven. Or voluntary dotage of some mistress. I think. As doth the raven o'er the infected house. With her. cannot choose But they must blab. but be you well assur'd.— OTHELLO. What.108 William Shakespeare. Lie with her! lie on her!—We say lie on her when they belie her. Convinced or supplied them. Hath he said anything? IAGO. What then? IAGO. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf.—as knaves be such abroad.—he had my handkerchief. I would most gladly have forgot it:— Thou said'st. that he did. IAGO. OTHELLO. OTHELLO. That's not so good now. 'tis a venial slip: But if I give my wife a handkerchief. So they do nothing. it comes o'er my memory.—first.—Handkerchief—confessions— handkerchief!—To confess. If I had said I had seen him do you wrong? Or heard him say. Othello. and then to confess.—Lie with her! that's fulsome. Who having. on her. She may. No more than he'll unswear. IAGO. and be hanged for his labour. what you will.net 109 The devil their virtue tempts. With her? IAGO. What hath he said? IAGO. and they tempt heaven.
forbear. What's the matter? IAGO.—What. A horned man's a monster and a beast. Work on. ears. he foams at mouth. I know what she shall be. CASSIO. 'tis the spite of hell. My medicine. Rub him about the temples. Othello. O. He will recover straight: when he is gone. by heaven. and by and by Breaks out to savage madness. Contents . he stirs: Do you withdraw yourself a little while. IAGO. All guiltless. IAGO. he had one yesterday. Stand you awhile apart.—handkerchief!—O devil!— [Falls in a trance. It is not words that shake me thus:—pish!—noses. And to suppose her chaste! No.—Is't possible?—Confess.net 111 instruction.] IAGO. O. Look. Did he confess it? IAGO. and lips.] How is it. be a man. OTHELLO. let me know. My lord is fallen into an epilepsy: This is his second fit. Dost thou mock me? IAGO.] How now. OTHELLO. then. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. Cassio! CASSIO. I would on great occasion speak with you. meet reproach. Think every bearded fellow that's but yok'd May draw with you: there's millions now alive That nightly lie in those unproper beds Which they dare swear peculiar: your case is better. Would you would bear your fortune like a man! OTHELLO. general? have you not hurt your head? OTHELLO. ho! my lord! My lord. IAGO. And many a civil monster. in a populous city. the fiend's arch-mock. No. 'tis certain. And knowing what I am. Good sir. Confine yourself but in a patient list. [Exit Cassio. There's many a beast. work! Thus credulous fools are caught. To lip a wanton in a secure couch. I say! Othello! [Enter Cassio. And many worthy and chaste dames even thus.110 William Shakespeare. thou art wise. The lethargy must have his quiet course: If not. I mock you! no.
how he laughs already! IAGO.112 William Shakespeare.—as 'tis the strumpet's plague To beguile many and be beguil'd by one:— He. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. how.— Cassio came hither: I shifted him away. lieutenant? CASSIO. and is again to cope your wife: I say. [Aside. poor caitiff! OTHELLO. [Speaking lower. And laid good 'scuse upon your ecstasy. And nothing of a man. A housewife that. And his unbookish jealousy must construe Poor Cassio's smiles. Dost thou hear. That dwell in every region of his face.] Now he denies it faintly and laughs it out. but mark his gesture.— A passion most unsuiting such a man. IAGO. IAGO. I never knew a woman love man so.] Look. Ply Desdemona well. well said. Contents . patience. That's not amiss. But yet keep time in all. how oft. Alas. Marry. Or I shall say you are all in all in spleen.— Where. Alas. [Aside. Do you hear. Bade him anon return. How quickly should you speed! CASSIO.—dost thou hear?—most bloody. Buys herself bread and clothes: it is a creature That dotes on Cassio. and notable scorns. well said. But. OTHELLO. [Re-enter Cassio.] Now he importunes him To tell it o'er: go to. The worser that you give me the addition Whose want even kills me. Othello. OTHELLO. and light behavior Quite in the wrong. and here speak with me. gestures. and you are sure on't. IAGO. she loves me. by selling her desires.] Now will I question Cassio of Bianca. And mark the fleers.] How do you now. Iago? I will be found most cunning in my patience. i'faith. The which he promis'd. For I will make him tell the tale anew. Cassio? OTHELLO. CASSIO. the gibes.] Now. Do but encave yourself. poor rogue! I think. how long ago. when he hears of her. if this suit lay in Bianca's power. [Aside.net 113 Whilst you were here o'erwhelmed with your grief. cannot refrain From the excess of laughter:—here he comes:— As he shall smile Othello shall go mad. Will you withdraw? [Othello withdraws. and when He hath.
] So. she haunts me in every place. I'll take out no work on't. [Aside. and weeps upon me.] What do you mean by this haunting of me? BIANCA. now he begins the story. Roman? do you triumph? CASSIO. and lolls. She was here even now. [Aside. Othello. so. [Aside. ha. ha! OTHELLO. CASSIO. I must take out the work?—A likely piece of work that you should find it in your chamber and not know who left it there! This is some minx's token. not out of my promise. O. ha. the cry goes that you shall marry her. She gives it out that you shall marry her: Do you intend it? CASSIO. Before me! look where she comes. I am a very villain else. ha! OTHELLO.] Iago beckons me. IAGO. Faith. so: they laugh that win. I was the other day talking on the sea bank with certain Venetians. I marry her!—what? A customer! I pr'ythee. and falls thus about my neck. OTHELLO. This is the monkey's own giving out: she is persuaded I will marry her. say true. CASSIO.— OTHELLO. so. do not think it so unwholesome:—ha. [Aside. CASSIO.] Do you triumph. and thither comes the bauble. So hangs.] Now he tells how she plucked him to my chamber. IAGO. and I must take out the work? There. [Aside. Ha.] Have you scored me? Well. "O dear Cassio!" as it were: his gesture imports it. . so hales and pulls me: ha.114 William Shakespeare. [Enter Bianca.] Crying. ha. bear some charity to my wit. I must leave her company. Well.—give it your hobby-horse: wheresoever you had it. CASSIO. Pr'ythee. ha! OTHELLO. I see that nose of yours. [Aside. CASSIO. Contents OTHELLO.net 115 IAGO. Let the devil and his dam haunt you! What did you mean by that same handkerchief you gave me even now? I was a fine fool to take it. out of her own love and flattery. a perfumed one. CASSIO. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. 'Tis such another fitchew! marry. but not that dog I shall throw it to. IAGO.
] IAGO. that's not your way.] How shall I murder him. she'll rail in the street else. Iago? IAGO. Well. Othello. Pr'ythee. Hang her! I do but say what she is:—so delicate with her needle!—an admirable musician! O.] By heaven. Go to. I may chance to see you. After her. and perish. Will you sup there? CASSIO. Ay. come when you are next prepared for. Contents [Exit Cassio. [Exit. Nay. I must. my sweet Bianca! how now! how now! OTHELLO. that should be my handkerchief! BIANCA. Faith. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. CASSIO. OTHELLO. come. say no more. I strike it. OTHELLO. will you? IAGO. IAGO. And did you see the handkerchief? OTHELLO. An you'll come to supper to-night.—A fine woman! a fair woman! a sweet woman! IAGO. I intend so. for I would very fain speak with you. OTHELLO. let her rot. Yours.—O. O Iago! IAGO.net 117 CASSIO. [Coming forward. [Aside. my heart is turned to stone. and it hurts my hand. for she shall not live: no. after her. . I would have him nine years a-killing. Faith. you may. an you will not. Did you perceive how he laughed at his vice? OTHELLO. IAGO.] OTHELLO. How now.116 William Shakespeare. you must forget that. Nay. and he hath given it his whore. Was that mine? IAGO. by this hand: and to see how he prizes the foolish woman your wife! she gave it him. the world hath not a sweeter creature: she might lie by an emperor's side. IAGO. and command him tasks. CASSIO. and be damned to-night. she will sing the savageness out of a bear!—Of so high and plenteous wit and invention!— IAGO.
Othello.net 119 She's the worse for all this. And for Cassio. 'tis foul in her. sure. Iago.—let me be his undertaker:—you shall hear more by midnight. O. this night. LODOVICO. OTHELLO. The duke and senators of Venice greet you. LODOVICO. . Excellent good. see.] LODOVICO. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf.118 William Shakespeare. I am very glad to see you. And what's the news. a thousand. your wife is with him. Iago. Nay. the pity of it. strangle her in her bed. Iago! IAGO. That's fouler. Welcome to Cyprus. Something from Venice. worthy general! OTHELLO. good cousin Lodovico? IAGO. 'Tis Lodovico Come from the duke: and. With all my heart. OTHELLO. With mine officer! IAGO. [Gives him a packet. lest her body and beauty unprovide my mind again:— this night. [Enter Lodovico. Ay. [A trumpet within. OTHELLO. even the bed she hath contaminated.—Cuckold me! IAGO. OTHELLO. if it touch not you. Do it not with poison. O. I will chop her into messes. Get me some poison. OTHELLO. of so gentle a condition! IAGO. Good. signior.] OTHELLO. I kiss the instrument of their pleasures. too gentle. it comes near nobody. for. [Opens the packet and reads. good: the justice of it pleases: very good.] What trumpet is that same? IAGO. Desdemona. IAGO. a thousand times:—and then. give her patent to offend. and Attendants. Contents IAGO. Save you. OTHELLO.—I'll not expostulate with her. If you are so fond over her iniquity. sir. Iago! O Iago. OTHELLO. that's certain:—but yet the pity of it.] DESDEMONA.
OTHELLO. Lives. Are you sure of that? DESDEMONA. Are you wise? DESDEMONA. Devil! [Striking her. Deputing Cassio in his government. for the love I bear to Cassio. OTHELLO. For. as you will. [Reads. he's busy in the paper. DESDEMONA. Contents . I have not deserv'd this.] "This fail you not to do. How does Lieutenant Cassio? IAGO. Othello. Fire and brimstone! DESDEMONA. My lord? OTHELLO.net 121 I thank you. I am glad on't. they do command him home. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. Trust me. OTHELLO.120 William Shakespeare. [Going. Indeed! DESDEMONA. May be the letter mov'd him. What. Though I should swear I saw't: 'tis very much: Make her amends.— OTHELLO. sir. A most unhappy one: I would do much To atone them. My lord? OTHELLO. Each drop she falls would prove a crocodile. Why. My lord? OTHELLO.] DESDEMONA. He did not call. O devil. LODOVICO. OTHELLO. devil! If that the earth could teem with woman's tears.— Out of my sight! DESDEMONA.—" LODOVICO. there's fall'n between him and my lord An unkind breach: but you shall make all well. this would not be believ'd in Venice. as I think. Is there division 'twixt my lord and Cassio? DESDEMONA. she weeps. My lord. DESDEMONA. I am glad to see you mad. Cousin. is he angry? LODOVICO.] I will not stay to offend you. sweet Othello. DESDEMONA.
alas! It is not honesty in me to speak What I have seen and known. Is it his use? Or did the letters work upon his blood. my lord? OTHELLO. And mark how he continues. And will return to Venice. and yet go on. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf.net 123 LODOVICO. I obey the mandate. Are his wits safe? is he not light of brain? IAGO.—Get you away. you did wish that I would make her turn: Sir.122 William Shakespeare. an obedient lady:— I do beseech your lordship. sir? LODOVICO. sir. He is much chang'd. and she can weep. He's that he is: I may not breathe my censure What he might be.—Proceed you in your tears. And. I. Mistress! DESDEMONA.—if what he might he is not. Is this the noble Moor whom our full senate Call all-in-all sufficient? Is this the nature Whom passion could not shake? whose solid virtue The shot of accident nor dart of chance Could neither graze nor pierce? IAGO. I'll send for you anon.] Cassio shall have my place.—O well-painted passion! I am commanded home. And new-create this fault? IAGO. to Cyprus. sir. What would you with her. weep. call her back. You shall observe him. that was not so well. What. Ay.] LODOVICO. And turn again.— Very obedient. Alas.—Hence. she can turn. avaunt! [Exit Desdemona. Othello. sir. and turn. as you say. LODOVICO. Contents . OTHELLO.— Concerning this. I do entreat that we may sup together: You are welcome. My lord? OTHELLO.—obedient. to-night. And she's obedient. Who. And his own courses will denote him so That I may save my speech: do but go after. sir.—Goats and monkeys! [Exit.— I would to heaven he were! LODOVICO.—Sir. strike his wife! IAGO. yet would I knew That stroke would prove the worst! LODOVICO. Faith. Truly.
and true. A Room in the Castle. yet she's a simple bawd That cannot say as much. Scene II. Let heaven requite it with the serpent's curse! For if she be not honest. chuck. Never. Never. What. There's no man happy. Pray.] DESDEMONA. nor nothing? EMILIA. Let me see your eyes. then? EMILIA. Cyprus.—Go. nor ever did suspect. OTHELLO. to wager she is honest. [Enter Emilia with Desdemona. and then I heard Each syllable that breath made up between them. OTHELLO. her gloves. But then I saw no harm.] OTHELLO. EMILIA. A closet-lock-and-key of villainous secrets: And yet she'll kneel and pray. DESDEMONA. my lord. What is your pleasure? OTHELLO. Othello. Lay down my soul at stake: if you think other. chaste. OTHELLO. You have seen nothing. I have seen her do't. my lord. OTHELLO. EMILIA. Nor send you out o' the way? EMILIA. Contents OTHELLO. Nor ever heard.] Never. what is your will? OTHELLO. To fetch her fan. If any wretch have put this in your head. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. I durst.] She says enough. the purest of their wives Is foul as slander. come hither. I am sorry that I am deceiv'd in him. [Exeunt.—it doth abuse your bosom. Yes. [Enter Othello and Emilia. This is a subtle whore. her mask. Bid her come hither. My lord.124 William Shakespeare. OTHELLO. That's strange. Remove your thought.net 125 LODOVICO. [Exit Emilia. you have seen Cassio and she together. my lord. . did they never whisper? EMILIA.
OTHELLO.—nay. DESDEMONA. Steep'd me in poverty to the very lips.net 127 Look in my face. Come. OTHELLO.] DESDEMONA. if anybody come. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. Had it pleas'd heaven To try me with affliction. Given to captivity me and my utmost hopes. or cry hem. To whom. the devils themselves Should fear to seize thee: therefore be double-damn'd. DESDEMONA. I should have found in some place of my soul A drop of patience: but. to make me A fixed figure for the time. OTHELLO. What horrible fancy's this? OTHELLO.126 William Shakespeare. Some of your function. for scorn To point his slow unmoving finger at!— Yet could I bear that too. DESDEMONA. Or else dries up. there. my lord? If haply you my father do suspect An instrument of this your calling back. Your wife. my lord. Why.— Swear thou art honest. very well: But there. well. Patience. Contents OTHELLO. your mystery. Heaven truly knows that thou art false as hell. look grim as hell! DESDEMONA. [To Emilia. I hope my noble lord esteems me honest. what doth your speech import? I understand a fury in your words. despatch. thou young and rose-lipp'd cherubin. alas.— The fountain from the which my current runs. Heaven doth truly know it. my lord? with whom? how am I false? . Othello. damn thyself. I have lost him too. Alas the heavy day!—Why do you weep? Am I the motive of these tears. Cough. But not the words. to be discarded thence! Or keep it as a cistern for foul toads To knot and gender in!—turn thy complexion there. Why. where I have garner'd up my heart. being like one of heaven. Lay not your blame on me: if you have lost him. O Desdemona!—away! away! away! DESDEMONA. Upon my knees. [Exit Emilia. OTHELLO. what art thou? DESDEMONA. had they rain'd All kinds of sores and shames on my bare head.] Leave procreants alone and shut the door. your true and loyal wife. Lest. Where either I must live or bear no life. mistress. Your mystery.— Ay. swear it.
And keep the gate of hell! [Re-enter Emilia. Alas. heaven forgive us! OTHELLO. I cry you mercy then: I took you for that cunning whore of Venice That married with Othello. Is't possible? DESDEMONA. Othello. as I am a Christian: If to preserve this vessel for my lord From any other foul unlawful touch Be not to be a strumpet. what ignorant sin have I committed? OTHELLO. I am none. as summer flies are in the shambles. Are not you a strumpet? DESDEMONA. O thou weed. that kisses all it meets.] You. What. as I shall be sav'd. you do me wrong.—What committed! Heaven stops the nose at it. and smell'st so sweet. you! We have done our course. OTHELLO. No. That would to cinders burn up modesty. By heaven. Made to write "whore" upon? What committed! Committed!—O thou public commoner! I should make very forges of my cheeks. ay. ay. my good lady? DESDEMONA. That quicken even with blowing. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. OTHELLO.net 129 OTHELLO. you.128 William Shakespeare. Alas. Was this fair paper. O. Is hush'd within the hollow mine of earth. and the moon winks. madam? how do you. Who art so lovely fair. And will not hear it. half asleep.] EMILIA. Did I but speak thy deeds. That the sense aches at thee. That have the office opposite to Saint Peter. [Exit. Good madam. not a whore? DESDEMONA.—You. turn the key. With who? Contents .—would thou hadst ne'er been born! DESDEMONA. Faith. The bawdy wind. what does this gentleman conceive?— How do you. OTHELLO. what's the matter with my lord? DESDEMONA. this most goodly book. there's money for your pains: I pray you. and keep our counsel.—What committed!— Impudent strumpet! DESDEMONA. EMILIA. No. mistress. O.
fair lady? DESDEMONA. Who is thy lord? EMILIA. Othello. my lord hath so bewhor'd her. I am sure I am none such. I do not know. DESDEMONA. Why. Those that do teach young babes Do it with gentle means and easy tasks: He might have chid me so. 'Tis meet I should be us'd so. What is your pleasure. Such as she says my lord did say I was.] IAGO. sweet lady. IAGO. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. He call'd her whore: a beggar in his drink Could not have laid such terms upon his callet. IAGO. with my lord. Am I that name. EMILIA. What name. very meet. He that is yours. To be call'd whore? would it not make one weep? DESDEMONA. Contents . DESDEMONA. IAGO. Why did he so? DESDEMONA. EMILIA. Here's a change indeed! [Exit. to-night Lay on my bed my wedding sheets. Iago? IAGO. It is my wretched fortune. Emilia. for in good faith.130 William Shakespeare. Iago. DESDEMONA. I am a child to chiding.— And call thy husband hither. do not weep:—alas the day! EMILIA.] DESDEMONA. nor answer have I none But what should go by water. I have none: do not talk to me. IAGO. and her country. As true hearts cannot bear. I cannot weep. that he might stick The small'st opinion on my least misuse? [Re-enter Emilia with Iago. Hath she forsook so many noble matches. lady? EMILIA. Her father. and her friends. madam? How is't with you? DESDEMONA. Do not weep.—remember. I cannot tell.net 131 EMILIA. How have I been behav'd. madam. Pr'ythee. What's the matter. Alas. Thrown such despite and heavy terms upon her.
Or that mine eyes. You are a fool. go to. heaven pardon him! EMILIA. If any such there be. Some base notorious knave. how these instruments summon to supper! Contents EMILIA. And he does chide with you.net 133 Beshrew him for't! How comes this trick upon him? DESDEMONA. EMILIA.— IAGO. that such companions thou'dst unfold. Delighted them in any other form. A halter pardon him! and hell gnaw his bones! Why should he call her whore? who keeps her company? What place? what time? what form? what likelihood? The Moor's abused by some most villainous knave. though he do shake me off To beggarly divorcement. I cannot say "whore. Iago. [Trumpets within. 'Tis but so. Here I kneel:— If e'er my will did trespass 'gainst his love. there is no such man. Speak within door. Either in discourse of thought or actual deed. and ever did. IAGO. cozening slave.132 William Shakespeare. O. DESDEMONA.] Hark. I know not how I lost him. Or that I do not yet. go to him."— It does abhor me now I speak the word. fie upon them! some such squire he was That turn'd your wit the seamy side without. IAGO. Nay. IAGO. To do the act that might the addition earn Not the world's mass of vanity could make me. mine ears. to get some office. Alas. What shall I do to win my lord again? Good friend. heaven doth know.—love him dearly. 'tis but his humour: The business of the state does him offence. DESDEMONA. Some cogging. And made you to suspect me with the Moor. I warrant. be content. If 'twere no other. Fie. I'll be hang'd else. But never taint my love. . it is impossible. if some eternal villain. or any sense. And ever will. I will be hang'd. DESDEMONA. Some busy and insinuating rogue. And put in every honest hand a whip To lash the rascals naked through the world Even from the east to the west! IAGO. Have not devis'd this slander. for by this light of heaven. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. I pray you. Comfort forswear me! Unkindness may do much. Othello. And his unkindness may defeat my life. some scurvy fellow:— O heaven.
IAGO. Thou hast taken against me a most just exception. Ay. IAGO. now I see there's mettle in thee. IAGO. I will indeed no longer endure it. I will make myself known to Desdemona: if she will return me my jewels. IAGO. Very well. IAGO. But. and said nothing but what I protest intendment of doing. Roderigo! RODERIGO.net 135 The messengers of Venice stay the meat: Go in. You charge me most unjustly. I have wasted myself out of my means. nor 'tis not very well: nay. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. RODERIGO. Well. IAGO. Othello. and your suspicion is not without wit and judgement.] How now. RODERIGO. but I find none. Every day thou daffest me with some device. What in the contrary? RODERIGO. assure yourself I will seek satisfaction of you. With naught but truth. RODERIGO. I grant indeed it hath not appeared. Will you hear me.] [Enter Roderigo. as it seems to me now. IAGO. if thou hast that in Contents . Iago. very well. I protest. and weep not. Roderigo. and begin to find myself fobbed in it. Faith. Roderigo. but yet. and rather. Roderigo? RODERIGO. You have said now. keepest from me all conveniency than suppliest me with the least advantage of hope. I have dealt most directly in thy affair. if not. all things shall be well. and even from this instant do build on thee a better opinion than ever before. Very well! go to! I cannot go to. Give me thy hand. I tell you 'tis not very well. [Exeunt Desdemona and Emilia. I do not find that thou dealest justly with me.134 William Shakespeare. I say 'tis very scurvy. I have heard too much. RODERIGO. for your words and performances are no kin together. go to. IAGO. nor am I yet persuaded to put up in peace what already I have foolishly suffered. man. It hath not appeared. and returned me expectations and comforts of sudden respect and acquaintance. The jewels you have had from me to deliver to Desdemona would half have corrupted a votarist: you have told me she hath received them. RODERIGO. I will give over my suit and repent my unlawful solicitation. Why.
—I mean purpose.136 William Shakespeare.—Desdemona. he goes into Mauritania. courage. what is it? is it within reason and compass? IAGO. I humbly thank your ladyship. sir?— O. RODERIGO. Come.] LODOVICO. trouble yourself no further. DESDEMONA. OTHELLO. Well. but go along with me. And you shall be satisfied. And that you would have me to do? knows not yet of his honourable fortune. pardon me. If you will watch his going thence. O. OTHELLO. and thither will I go to him:—he . take me from this world with treachery and devise engines for my life. Is that true? why then Othello and Desdemona return again to Venice. no. IAGO.—you may take him at your pleasure: I will be near to second your attempt. Ay. Sir. 'twill do me good to walk. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. Cyprus. sir. I will hear further reason for this. [Exeunt. Another Room in the Castle. RODERIGO. I will show you such a necessity in his death that you shall think yourself bound to put it on him. Will you walk. IAGO.] Scene III. Lodovico. [Enter Othello. RODERIGO. How do you mean "removing" of him? IAGO.— Contents IAGO.—this night show it: if thou the next night following enjoy not Desdemona. LODOVICO. stand not amazed at it. Why. and valour. RODERIGO. It is now high supper-time. Othello. He sups to-night with a harlotry. and he shall fall between us. and takes away with him the fair Desdemona. Emilia. I do beseech you. RODERIGO. and Attendants.—which I will fashion to fall out between twelve and one. which I have greater reason to believe now than ever. by making him uncapable of Othello's place. Madam. and the night grows to waste: about it. if you dare do yourself a profit and a right. there is especial commission come from Venice to depute Cassio in Othello's place.—knocking out his brains. unless his abode be lingered here by some accident: wherein none can be so determinate as the removing of Cassio. Your honour is most welcome. O. good night. Desdemona.net 137 thee indeed.
I will. and Attendants. He speaks well. and he she lov'd prov'd mad And did forsake her: she had a song of "willow". It was his bidding. And bade me to dismiss you. Pr'ythee. Contents . [Exeunt Othello. She was in love. DESDEMONA. Come. therefore. unpin me here.—have grace and favour in them. Shall I go fetch your night-gown? DESDEMONA. So would not I: my love doth so approve him. No. and adieu: We must not now displease him. EMILIA.] EMILIA. EMILIA. EMILIA. good Emilia. DESDEMONA. his checks.—Good faith. My mother had a maid call'd Barbara. but it express'd her fortune. Dismiss me! DESDEMONA. My lord? OTHELLO. EMILIA.— This Lodovico is a proper man. DESDEMONA. How goes it now? he looks gentler than he did. unpin me. pr'ythee. my lord. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. DESDEMONA. An old thing 'twas. Lodovico. And sing it like poor Barbara. EMILIA. A very handsome man. you talk.— Pr'ythee.net 139 DESDEMONA. I would you had never seen him! DESDEMONA. EMILIA. Get you to bed on the instant. his frowns. despatch. And she died singing it: that song to-night Will not go from my mind. I know a lady in Venice would have walked barefoot to Palestine for a touch of his nether lip. Othello. Give me my nightly wearing. That even his stubbornness.138 William Shakespeare. All's one. come. I have laid those sheets you bade me on the bed. EMILIA. He says he will return incontinent: He hath commanded me to go to bed. DESDEMONA. shroud me In one of those same sheets. I will be returned forthwith: dismiss your attendant there: look't be done. DESDEMONA. how foolish are our minds!— If I do die before thee. I have much to do But to go hang my head all at one side.
I would not do such a thing for a joint-ring. would not you? DESDEMONA. good night. no question. and murmur'd her moans. DESDEMONA. nor for gowns. In troth. Emilia. willow. DESDEMONA.—O. nor any petty exhibition. Nor I neither by this heavenly light. but.—" Nay.] "Sing all a green willow must be my garland.140 William Shakespeare.—tell me. DESDEMONA.—Hark! who is't that knocks? EMILIA. Her hand on her bosom. willow: The fresh streams ran by her. I might do't as well i' the dark. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. In troth. It's the wind. Sing willow. willow: 'If I court mo women. DESDEMONA. hie thee. Doth that bode weeping? Dost thou in conscience think. his scorn I approve. but what said he then? Sing willow. Contents EMILIA. EMILIA. it is a great price For a small vice. Sing all a green willow. for the whole world—why. There be some such. and soften'd the stones. I think thou wouldst not.] "I call'd my love false love. these men!— . Marry. Wouldst thou do such a deed for all the world? EMILIA. I think I should. I have heard it said so. Wouldst thou do such a deed for all the world? EMILIA. willow. nor caps. No.net 141 [Sings.'" So get thee gone. 'Tis neither here nor there. and undo't when I had done. who would not make her husband a cuckold to make him a monarch? I should venture purgatory for't. Mine eyes do itch. he'll come anon:— [Sings. Sing willow. by this heavenly light! EMILIA.—" Pr'ythee. her head on her knee. The world's a huge thing.] "The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree. willow. these men. that's not next. Let nobody blame him.—" Lay by these:— [Sings. petticoats. willow. nor for measures of lawn.] "Sing willow. DESDEMONA. willow.— That there be women do abuse their husbands In such gross kind? EMILIA. willow. you'll couch with mo men. Othello. Her salt tears fell from her. Why. [Sings.
Why. the wrong is but a wrong i' the world. a dozen. EMILIA. Othello. but by bad mend! [Exeunt. and having the world for your labour. DESDEMONA. and you might quickly make it right. 'tis a wrong in your own world.net 143 DESDEMONA. as men have? Then let them use us well: else let them know The ills we do their ills instruct us so.142 William Shakespeare. Let husbands know Their wives have sense like them: they see and smell And have their palates both for sweet and sour. But I do think it is their husbands' faults If wives do fall: say that they slack their duties And pour our treasures into foreign laps. Or scant our former having in despite. and though we have some grace. EMILIA. Why. Throwing restraint upon us. Good-night. or say they strike us. Beshrew me. What is it that they do When they change us for others? Is it sport? I think it is: and doth affection breed it? I think it doth: is't frailty that thus errs? It is so too. and frailty. and as many to the vantage as would store the world they play'd for. Or else break out in peevish jealousies. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. if I would do such a wrong for the whole world.] Contents . Yes. we have galls. Desires for sport. I do not think there is any such woman. good-night: heaven me such usage send. Not to pick bad from bad. As husbands have. Yet have we some revenge. And have not we affections. DESDEMONA.
And yet he hath given me satisfying reasons:— 'Tis but a man gone. cuts Cassio behind in the leg. he must die. Scene I.144 William Shakespeare. [Enter Iago and Roderigo. Cyprus. I am slain! [Iago rushes from his post. O. Othello. thou diest! [Rushes out. and exit. I'll be at thy elbow: It makes us. he dies. stand behind this bulk. I am maim'd forever. He hath a daily beauty in his life That makes me ugly. whether he kill Cassio. I hear him coming. so.] Contents .] IAGO. I have rubb'd this young quat almost to the sense.] CASSIO. and wounds Roderigo. or each do kill the other. and put it home: Quick. Here. It must not be: if Cassio do remain. Or Cassio him. As gifts to Desdemona. Every way makes my gain: live Roderigo. or it mars us. 'tis he. RODERIGO. fear nothing. [Enter Cassio. That thrust had been mine enemy indeed.—Forth.] RODERIGO. No. think on that. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. A Street.] RODERIGO. And fix most firm thy resolution. and besides. Here. [Goes to his stand. And he grows angry. and makes a pass at Cassio. [Retires to a little distance. I know his gait.] CASSIO. my sword.—But.] RODERIGO. He calls me to a restitution large Of gold and jewels that I bobb'd from him.net 145 Act 5.—Villain. [Draws. I may miscarry in't. straight will he come: Wear thy good rapier bare. at thy hand: be bold. IAGO. But that my coat is better than thou know'st: I will make proof of thine. ho! murder! murder! [Falls. Be near at hand. the Moor May unfold me to him. quick.—Help. there stand I in much peril. I have no great devotion to the deed. Now.] IAGO. and take thy stand.
And your unbless'd fate hies. IAGO. LODOVICO. as I take it.] OTHELLO. 'Tis some mischance. LODOVICO. This is Othello's ancient. here! for heaven's sake.] CASSIO. Two or three groan:—it is a heavy night: These may be counterfeits: let's think't unsafe To come in to the cry without more help. help me! IAGO. What's the matter? GRATIANO. Here. RODERIGO. O. ho! no watch? no passage? murder! murder! GRATIANO. The same indeed. lust-stain'd. The voice of Cassio: Iago keeps his word. Nobody come? then shall I bleed to death. thine eyes. That hast such noble sense of thy friend's wrong! Thou teachest me. the cry is very direful. Did not you hear a cry? CASSIO. CASSIO. I come! Forth of my heart those charms. with light and weapons. Who's there? whose noise is this that cries on murder? LODOVICO. O. O. 'Tis he:—O brave Iago. It is even so. help! O wretched villain! LODOVICO.146 William Shakespeare. IAGO. . your dear lies dead. ho! light! a surgeon! OTHELLO. IAGO. RODERIGO. villain that I am! OTHELLO. help. Hark! RODERIGO. are blotted. honest and just. Here's one comes in his shirt. We do not know. with a light. Hark! [Re-enter Iago. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. What. Othello. shall with lust's blood be spotted.] [Enter Lodovico and Gratiano at a distance. Strumpet.net 147 [Enter Othello at a distance. [Exit. CASSIO.—minion. Contents LODOVICO.] GRATIANO. Thy bed. a very valiant fellow.
IAGO. undone by villains! Give me some help. IAGO. may you suspect Who they should be that have thus mangled you? CASSIO. I think that one of them is hereabout. Contents . Cassio! IAGO. praise us. O me. As you shall prove us. [Enter Bianca. Kill men i' the dark!—Where be these bloody thieves?— How silent is this town!—Ho! murder! murder!— What may you be? are you of good or evil? LODOVICO. GRATIANO. How is't. lieutenant! what villains have done this? CASSIO. IAGO. Cassio. IAGO.] What are you there? Come in and give some help. That's one of them. O notable strumpet!—Cassio. My leg is cut in two. O murderous slave! O villain! [Stabs Roderigo. sir. He. RODERIGO. Othello. Marry. IAGO. I cry you mercy. gentlemen:—I'll bind it with my shirt. O. ho? who is't that cried? IAGO. brother? CASSIO. What is the matter. O treacherous villains!— [To Lodovico and Gratiano.net 149 What are you here that cry so grievously? CASSIO. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. I am spoil'd.] BIANCA. Iago? O. my sweet Cassio! O Cassio.] RODERIGO. Who is't that cried! BIANCA. O my dear Cassio. And cannot make away. help me here! CASSIO. O damn'd Iago! O inhuman dog! IAGO. heaven forbid!— Light. Cassio! IAGO. Signior Lodovico? LODOVICO. Here's Cassio hurt by villains.148 William Shakespeare. IAGO.
Know him! ay. we shall hear more anon. my friend and my dear countryman Roderigo? no:—yes.—He that lies slain here. Signior Gratiano? I cry you gentle pardon. Even he. Lend me a light.net 151 How do you. and fellows that are 'scap'd: He's almost slain. for a chair. husband? IAGO.] For you. good gentlemen. —the chair:— Some good man bear him carefully from hence. IAGO. mistress. [Enter Emilia. [To Bianca. 'tis he. O heaven! Roderigo. These bloody accidents must excuse my manners. nor do I know the man.— Behold her well. I do suspect this trash To be a party in this injury. sure. that's well said. he faints!—O Cassio. William Shakespeare. Cassio?—O.— [A chair brought in. IAGO.—Look you pale. I am sorry to find you thus: I have been to seek you.] O. Contents . Lend me a garter:—so. a chair! GRATIANO. Roderigo! IAGO. I pray you. of Venice? IAGO. What. mistress?— Do you perceive the gastness of her eye?— Nay. Cassio. come. gentlemen? nay. Cassio. guiltiness will speak Though tongues were out of use.—Know we this face or no? Alas. bear him out o' the air. what's the matter? what's the matter. Was my dear friend: what malice was between you? CASSIO. GRATIANO. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. IAGO. [Cassio and Roderigo are borne off.— Patience awhile. Save you your labour. look you pale?—O. good Cassio. GRATIANO. To bear him easily hence! BIANCA.—Come. IAGO. he. I am glad to see you. Cassio! IAGO. 'Las. look upon her: Do you see. He. [To Bianca. sir: did you know him? GRATIANO. I'll fetch the general's surgeon.] Stay you.] What.] EMILIA.150 No. a chair. Gentlemen all. if you stare. Alas. That so neglected you. Cassio hath here been set on in the dark By Roderigo.—O. GRATIANO. and Roderigo dead. None in the world. Othello.
EMILIA. Should I repent me:—but once put out thy light. I am no strumpet. I know not where is that Promethean heat That can thy light relume. a light burning. As I! foh! fie upon thee! IAGO. Put out the light. I cannot give it vital growth again. IAGO. He supp'd at my house. that dost almost persuade Justice to break her sword!—One more. balmy breath. And smooth as monumental alabaster.152 William Shakespeare.— Let me not name it to you.] Yet she must die. and I will kill thee.— Come. fie upon thee. Kind gentlemen. mistress. I can again thy former light restore. good Cassio! IAGO.—Pr'ythee. and this the last.— What. strumpet! BIANCA. Emilia. one more. Fie.— Emilia. It is the cause. A Bedchamber in the castle: Desdemona in bed asleep. Who's there? Othello? OTHELLO. It strikes where it doth love.] Scene II. This is the fruit of whoring. it is the cause. It must needs wither:—I'll smell it on the tree. you chaste stars!— It is the cause. EMILIA. When I have pluck'd thy rose. thou flaming minister. did he so? I charge you. O. Contents [Exeunt. DESDEMONA. And tell my lord and lady what hath happ'd. Go know of Cassio where he supp'd to-night. And love thee after. good gentleman! alas. Othello. but I therefore shake not.— Be thus when thou art dead. Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature. and then put out the light: If I quench thee. Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow. [Enter Othello. .—Yet I'll not shed her blood. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. you must tell's another tale.— [Kissing her. Alas. else she'll betray more men.—One more.] O. But they are cruel tears: this sorrow's heavenly. go with me.] OTHELLO. let's go see poor Cassio dress'd. I must weep.— Will you go on afore? [Aside. my soul. So sweet was ne'er so fatal.—She wakes. run you to the citadel. Cyprus.net 153 EMILIA.] This is the night That either makes me or fordoes me quite. [Takes off his sword. do you shake at that? BIANCA. but of life as honest As you that thus abuse me.
Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. Desdemona. why gnaw you so your nether lip? Some bloody passion shakes your very frame: These are portents. DESDEMONA. If you bethink yourself of any crime Unreconcil'd as yet to heaven and grace. Ay. OTHELLO. Ay. That handkerchief which I so loved and gave thee Thou gav'st to Cassio. Well. and ask him. DESDEMONA. but yet I feel I fear. Have you pray'd to-night. OTHELLO. Talk you of killing? OTHELLO. What's the matter? OTHELLO.154 William Shakespeare. I would not kill thy unprepared spirit. with all my heart! DESDEMONA. Will you come to bed. Ay. And yet I fear you. Solicit for it straight. OTHELLO. I will so.net 155 Ay. DESDEMONA. Contents OTHELLO. Think on thy sins. DESDEMONA. If you say so. and be brief. Since guiltiness I know not. for you are fatal then When your eyes roll so: why I should fear I know not.—heaven forfend!—I would not kill thy soul. Then heaven have mercy on me! OTHELLO. Hum! DESDEMONA. That death's unnatural that kills for loving.— Alas. my lord. No. and for that thou diest. Desdemona? DESDEMONA. DESDEMONA. I do. do it. by my life and soul! Send for the man. DESDEMONA. Alack. No. They do not point on me. I hope you will not kill me. what may you mean by that? OTHELLO. but yet I hope. and be still! DESDEMONA. . Peace. Amen. I hope. my lord? OTHELLO. OTHELLO. DESDEMONA. I will walk by. Othello. They are loves I bear to you. my lord.
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OTHELLO. Sweet soul, take heed, Take heed of perjury; thou'rt on thy death-bed. DESDEMONA. Ay, but not yet to die. OTHELLO. Yes, presently: Therefore confess thee freely of thy sin; For to deny each article with oath Cannot remove nor choke the strong conception That I do groan withal. Thou art to die. DESDEMONA. Then, Lord have mercy on me! OTHELLO. I say, amen. DESDEMONA. And have you mercy too!—I never did Offend you in my life; never lov'd Cassio But with such general warranty of heaven As I might love: I never gave him token. OTHELLO. By heaven, I saw my handkerchief in 's hand. O perjur'd woman! thou dost stone my heart, And mak'st me call what I intend to do A murder, which I thought a sacrifice: I saw the handkerchief. DESDEMONA. He found it then; I never gave it him:—send for him hither;
Let him confess a truth. OTHELLO. He hath confess'd. DESDEMONA. What, my lord? OTHELLO. That he hath us'd thee. DESDEMONA. How? unlawfully? OTHELLO. Ay. DESDEMONA. He will not say so. OTHELLO. No, his mouth is stopp'd; Honest Iago hath ta'en order for't. DESDEMONA. O, my fear interprets!—What, is he dead? OTHELLO. Had all his hairs been lives, my great revenge Had stomach for them all. DESDEMONA. Alas, he is betray'd, and I undone! OTHELLO. Out, strumpet! Weep'st thou for him to my face? DESDEMONA. O, banish me, my lord, but kill me not!
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OTHELLO. Down, strumpet! DESDEMONA. Kill me to-morrow; let me live to-night! OTHELLO. Nay, if you strive,— DESDEMONA. But half an hour! OTHELLO. Being done, there is no pause. DESDEMONA. But while I say one prayer! OTHELLO. It is too late. [Smothers her.] EMILIA. [Within.] My lord, my lord! what, ho! my lord, my lord! OTHELLO. What noise is this?—Not dead? not yet quite dead? I that am cruel am yet merciful; I would not have thee linger in thy pain:— So, so. EMILIA. [Within.] What, ho! my lord, my lord!
[Within.] O, good my lord, I would speak a word with you! OTHELLO. Yes:—'tis Emilia:—by and by.—She's dead.— 'Tis like she comes to speak of Cassio's death; The noise was high.—Ha! no more moving? Still as the grave.—Shall she come in?—Were't good?— I think she stirs again:—no.—What's best to do? If she come in, she'll sure speak to my wife: My wife! my wife! what wife? I have no wife. O, insupportable! O heavy hour! Methinks it should be now a huge eclipse Of sun and moon, and that the affrighted globe Should yawn at alteration. EMILIA. [Within.] I do beseech you That I may speak with you, O, good my lord! OTHELLO. I had forgot thee: O, come in, Emilia:— Soft,—by and by:—let me the curtains draw.— Where art thou? [Unlocks the door.] [Enter Emilia.] What's the matter with thee now? EMILIA. O, my good lord, yonder's foul murders done! OTHELLO. What, now? EMILIA. But now, my lord.
OTHELLO. Who's there? EMILIA.
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OTHELLO. It is the very error of the moon; She comes more nearer earth than she was wont And makes men mad. EMILIA. Cassio, my lord, hath kill'd a young Venetian Call'd Roderigo. OTHELLO. Roderigo kill'd? And Cassio kill'd? EMILIA. No, Cassio is not kill'd. OTHELLO. Not Cassio kill'd! then murder's out of tune, And sweet revenge grows harsh. DESDEMONA. O, falsely, falsely murder'd! EMILIA. Alas, what cry is that? OTHELLO. That! what? EMILIA. Out, and alas! That was my lady's voice.— Help! help, ho! help!—O lady, speak again! Sweet Desdemona! O sweet mistress, speak! DESDEMONA. A guiltless death I die.
EMILIA. O, who hath done this deed? DESDEMONA. Nobody; I myself. Farewell: Commend me to my kind lord: O, farewell! [Dies.] OTHELLO. Why, how should she be murder'd? EMILIA. Alas, who knows? OTHELLO. You heard her say herself it was not I. EMILIA. She said so: I must needs report the truth. OTHELLO. She's like a liar, gone to burning hell: 'Twas I that kill'd her. EMILIA. O, the more angel she, And you the blacker devil! OTHELLO. She turn'd to folly, and she was a whore. EMILIA. Thou dost belie her, and thou art a devil. OTHELLO. She was false as water. EMILIA.
My husband! OTHELLO. He.— I care not for thy sword. Cassio did tup her. Do thy worst: This deed of thine is no more worthy heaven Than thou wast worthy her. 'twas he that told me first: An honest man he is. If heaven would make me such another world Of one entire and perfect chrysolite. honest. I were damn'd beneath all depth in hell. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. to say That she was false: O. . Thy husband knew it all. with Cassio. What needs this iterance. If he say so. I'll make thee known. I say thy husband: dost understand the word? My friend. thy husband. may his pernicious soul Rot half a grain a day! he lies to the heart: She was too fond of her most filthy bargain. general! Contents EMILIA. EMILIA.] MONTANO. OTHELLO. OTHELLO. ho! help! The Moor hath kill'd my mistress! murder. and hates the slime That sticks on filthy deeds. Gratiano. EMILIA. Othello.—Help! help. Thou hast not half that power to do me harm As I have to be hurt. woman? I say thy husband. villainy hath made mocks with love!— My husband say that she was false! OTHELLO. honest Iago. had she been true. and Iago. Ay. That she was false to wedlock? OTHELLO. woman. Though I lost twenty lives. EMILIA. Ay. Ha! EMILIA. Thy husband. EMILIA. O gull! O dolt! As ignorant as dirt! thou hast done a deed. murder! [Enter Montano. EMILIA.162 William Shakespeare. My husband! OTHELLO. EMILIA. My husband! OTHELLO. I'd not have sold her for it. Peace.net 163 Thou art rash as fire. ask thy husband else. What is the matter?—How now. you were best. But that I did proceed upon just grounds To this extremity. Nay. O mistress. she was heavenly true! OTHELLO. O.
a wicked lie:— She false with Cassio!—Did you say with Cassio? IAGO. Upon my soul. EMILIA. EMILIA.—I think. Disprove this villain. I will not charm my tongue. EMILIA. O heavens forfend! . Othello. O! O! O! [Hanging over his wife. damned lie. GRATIANO. O. I will ne'er go home. and told no more Than what he found himself was apt and true. I am bound to speak: My mistress here lies murder'd in her bed. What is the matter? EMILIA. Go to. villany! IAGO. for my heart is full. mistress. villany. Nay.—O villany!— I thought so then. OTHELLO. masters: it is true. And your reports have set the murder on. I told him what I thought. GRATIANO. lay thee down and roar. That men must lay their murders on your neck. Good gentlemen. if thou be'st a man: He says thou told'st him that his wife was false: I know thou didst not.] EMILIA. 'Tis a strange truth. What. IAGO. I did. Villany. let me have leave to speak: 'Tis proper I obey him. get you home. For thou hast kill'd the sweetest innocent That e'er did lift up eye. O monstrous act! EMILIA.—I smell't.— Perchance. Iago? you have done well. Nay. thou'rt not such a villain: Speak. a lie. MONTANO. But did you ever tell him she was false? IAGO. OTHELLO.— ALL. are you come. villany! I think upon't. OTHELLO.164 William Shakespeare. charm your tongue. indeed.—I'll kill myself for grief:— O villany. are you mad? I charge you. Iago. an odious. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. You told a lie.net 165 EMILIA. With Cassio. Contents EMILIA. stare not. but not now. EMILIA.
GRATIANO. IAGO. she was foul!— I scarce did know you. Come. there lies your niece.166 William Shakespeare. gentlemen. Yea. EMILIA. I found it. And fall to reprobance. EMILIA. [Iago offers to stab his wife. 'twill out:—I peace! No.— More than. O heaven! O heavenly powers! IAGO. Be wise. By heaven. indeed. Filth. these hands have newly stopp'd: I know this act shows horrible and grim. thou liest! EMILIA. belong'd to such a trifle. EMILIA.] GRATIANO. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. an antique token My father gave my mother. Fie! Your sword upon a woman? EMILIA. Cassio confess'd it: And she did gratify his amorous works With that recognizance and pledge of love Which I first gave her. hold your peace. 'Tis pitiful. but yet Iago knows That she with Cassio hath the act of shame A thousand times committed. all. I will speak as liberal as the north: Let heaven and men and devils. IAGO. 'Twill out. She give it Cassio! no. let them all.] O. cry shame against me. yet I'll speak. For often with a solemn earnestness. I do not. I saw it in his hand: It was a handkerchief.— O murderous coxcomb! What should such a fool Do with so good a wife? OTHELLO. Are there not stones in heaven But what serve for thunder?—Precious villain! Contents . This sight would make him do a desperate turn. Othello. Villanous whore! EMILIA. curse his better angel from his side. Poor Desdemona! I am glad thy father's dead: Thy match was mortal to him. Whose breath. O thou dull Moor! that handkerchief thou speak'st of I found by fortune and did give my husband. and get you home.— He begg'd of me to steal it. alas. I will not. and pure grief Shore his old thread in twain: did he live now. I do not. uncle. indeed. IAGO.net 167 [Rising. All. OTHELLO. And I did give't my husband.
EMILIA. willow. The woman falls. let him not pass.168 William Shakespeare. For 'tis a damned slave. This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven. I have another weapon in this chamber. the ice-brook's temper:— O. MONTANO.] If thou attempt it. [Re-enter Gratiano. he hath kill'd his wife. it will cost thee dear: Thou hast no weapon. I die.] OTHELLO. and speak with me. but his wife's kill'd. canst thou hear me? I will play the swan. Look in upon me then. GRATIANO. Contents . though you do see me weapon'd. willow.—Uncle. I am not valiant neither. here is my butt. A better never did itself sustain Upon a soldier's thigh: I have seen the day That with this little arm and this good sword I have made my way through more impediments Than twenty times your stop:—but. Othello. Or. Man but a rush against Othello's breast. ay:—O. naked as I am. and then runs out. Ay. [Exit Montano and Gratiano. What did thy song bode. 'Tis a notorious villain. cruel Moor. But kill him rather. lay me by my mistress' side. OTHELLO. It is a sword of Spain.net 169 [Iago stabs Emilia. as I speak true. I have a weapon. I must come forth. GRATIANO. she lov'd thee.] "Willow. He's gone.—I die. And very sea-mark of my utmost sail. Take you this weapon. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. and perforce must suffer. I will assault thee. how dost thou look now? O ill-starr'd wench! Pale as thy smock! When we shall meet at compt. EMILIA.] GRATIANO. O vain boast! Who can control his fate? 'tis not so now. lady? Hark. But every puny whipster gets my sword:— But why should honour outlive honesty? Let it go all. she was chaste.— Be not afraid. And he retires:—where should Othello go?— Now. here it is. guard the door without. What is the matter? OTHELLO. sure. [Within.] GRATIANO. I'll after that same villain. Do you go back dismay'd? 'tis a lost fear. So come my soul to bliss. Here is my journey's end. And die in music:— [Sings. Which I have here recover'd from the Moor: Come." Moor. Behold. So speaking as I think.] OTHELLO. [Dies.
anything. you know: From this time forth I never will speak word. OTHELLO.net 171 And fiends will snatch at it. LODOVICO. CASSIO. OTHELLO.170 William Shakespeare. Montano. Desdemon! dead! O! [Enter Lodovico. and I ask your pardon. Sir. cursed slave!—Whip me. thou dost best.] LODOVICO. I cannot kill thee. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. Dear general. I look down towards his feet.—here I am. 'tis happiness to die. ye devils.] LODOVICO. but all in honour. Contents . For naught did I in hate. Cold. LODOVICO. but not kill'd. sir. From the possession of this heavenly sight! Blow me about in winds! roast me in sulphur! Wash me in steep-down gulfs of liquid fire!— O Desdemon! dead. What shall be said to thee? OTHELLO. Where is that viper? bring the villain forth. Ay. This wretch hath part confess'd his villany: Did you and he consent in Cassio's death? OTHELLO. For. I never gave you cause. Well. [Wounds Iago. Where is this rash and most unfortunate man? OTHELLO. Will you. Why.—but that's a fable. An honourable murderer. Demand me nothing: what you know. O thou Othello. and Officers with Iago prisoner. OTHELLO. I pray. Fall'n in the practice of a damned slave. Othello. if you will. you shall understand what hath befall'n. I bleed. Wrench his sword from him. What. cold.— O cursed. IAGO. LODOVICO. not to pray? GRATIANO. demand that demi-devil Why he hath thus ensnar'd my soul and body? IAGO. LODOVICO. Cassio carried in a chair. That's he that was Othello. LODOVICO. my girl! Even like thy chastity. Torments will ope your lips. that wert once so good. OTHELLO.— If that thou be'st a devil. I am not sorry neither: I'd have thee live. I do believe it. in my sense.
but. Roderigo meant to have sent this damned villain. It shall be his. There is besides in Roderigo's letter. And say besides. OTHELLO. as I think. Albeit unused to the melting mood. Contents OTHELLO. After long seeming dead.net 173 Which. Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees Their medicinal gum. Here is a letter Found in the pocket of the slain Roderigo. nothing extenuate. Found in his pocket too. and they know't. and this. Speak of me as I am. Now here's another discontented paper. by that handkerchief That was my wife's? CASSIO. threw a pearl away Richer than all his tribe. You must forsake this room. Nor set down aught in malice: then must you speak Of one that loved not wisely. LODOVICO. Cassio.—Come.— No more of that. OTHELLO.—that in Aleppo once. O the pernicious caitiff!— How came you. Soft you.— If there be any cunning cruelty That can torment him much and hold him long. OTHELLO. of one whose subdu'd eyes. Like the base Judean.—I pray you. I have done the state some service.— How he upbraids Iago. and go with us: Your power and your command is taken off. I found it in my chamber. being wrought. Till that the nature of your fault be known To the Venetian state. O villain! CASSIO. For this slave. bring away. but too well. And he himself confess'd but even now That there he dropp'd it for a special purpose Which wrought to his desire. Iago in the interim Came in and satisfied him. belike. But that. you know not. Set you down this. Perplex'd in the extreme.—Iago hurt him.172 William Shakespeare. Where a malignant and a turban'd Turk Beat a Venetian and traduc'd the state. Othello. Of one not easily jealous. You shall close prisoner rest. O fool! fool! fool! CASSIO. When you shall these unlucky deeds relate. Iago set him on. Brave me upon the watch. it seems. And Cassio rules in Cyprus. in your letters. And here another: the one of them imports The death of Cassio to be undertook By Roderigo. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. whereon it came That I was cast: and even but now he spake. Most heathenish and most gross! LODOVICO. a word or two before you go. of one whose hand. that he made him .
the torture. enforce it! Myself will straight aboard. For they succeed on you. Othello. [Stabs himself.] CASSIO. lord governor.—Gratiano.] LODOVICO. and to the state This heavy act with heavy heart relate. LODOVICO. All that's spoke is marr'd. And seize upon the fortunes of the Moor. Remains the censure of this hellish villain. [Exeunt. or the sea! Look on the tragic loading of this bed. [To Iago. Let it be hid. [Falling upom Desdemona. the place.] Contents . I kiss'd thee ere I kill'd thee:—no way but this.—To you. but thought he had no weapon. The time. For he was great of heart. O bloody period! GRATIANO. Killing myself. Purchase the entire Coradella Collegiate Bookshelf on CD at http://collegebookshelf. hunger. More fell than anguish. to die upon a kiss. keep the house.174 William Shakespeare.—O. OTHELLO.] O Spartan dog. This did I fear. This is thy work:—the object poisons sight.net 175 I took by the throat the circumcised dog And smote him—thus.
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