Emil. Do thy worst:

I thought so then ;-I'll kill myself for grief.◄
O villany, villany!

Iago. What, are you mad? I charge you, ge

you home.

Emil Good gentlemen, let me have leave
to speak;

'Tis proper I obey him, but not now :-
Perchance, lago, I will ne'er go home.
Oth. 0 0 0!
[Hanging over his wife.
Emil. Nay, lay thee down and roar;
For thou hast kill'd the sweetest innocent,
That e'er did lift up eye.

Oth. O, she was foul!

[Rising.

scarce did know you, uncle: There lies your

niece,

Whose breath, indeed, these hands have neW. ly stopp'd:

I know, this act shows horrible and grim. Gra. Poor Desdemona! I am glad thy father's dead;

This deed of thine is no more worthy heaven, Thy match was mortal to him, and pure grief

Than thou wast worthy her.

Oth. Peace, you were best.

Shore his old thread in twain: did he live now,
This sight would make him doa desperate turn,

Emil. Thou hast not half the power to do Yea, curse his better angel from his side,

me harm,

As I have to be hurt. O gull! O dolt!

And fall to reprobation.

Oth. 'Tis pitiful but yet lago knows, As ignorant as dirt! thou hast done a deed,-That she with Cassio hath the act of shame I care not for thy sword; I'll make thee A thousand times committed; Cassio conknown,

Though I lost twenty lives :-Help! help, ho:
help!
The Moor has killed my mistress; Murder!
murder!

Enter MONTANO, GRATIANO, and IAGO. Mon. What is the matter?-How now, general ?

Emil. O, are you come, Iago? you have done well,

That men must lay their murders on your neck.

Gra. What is the matter?

Emil. Disprove this villain, if thou be'st a

man:

Emil. You told alie; an odious, damned lie;
Upon my soul, a lie; a wicked lie:-
She false with Cassio?-Did you say, with
Cassio?

fess'd it :

And she did gratify his amorous works
With that recognizance aud pledge of love
Which I first gave her; I saw it in his hand;
It was a handkerchief, an antique token
My father gave my mother.

Emil. O heaven! O heavenly powers!
lago. Come, hold your peace.
Emil. Twill out, 'twill out;-I hold my
peace, Sir? no;

Let heaven, and men, and devils, let them all,
No, I will speak as liberal" as the air;
All, all, cry shame against me, yet I'll speak.
Jago. Be wise, and get you home.
Emil. I will not.

Emil. O thou dull Moor! that handkerchief found by fortune, and did give my husband ; thou speak'st of, For often, with a solemn earnestness, (More than, indeed, belong'd to such a trifle,) He begg'd of me to steal it.

Iago. Villanous whore !

And I did give't my husband.
Emil. She gave it Cassio! no, alas; I found
Iago. Filth, thou liest.

Iago. With Cassio? mistress; Go to, charm O your tongue.

Emil. I will not charm my tongue; I am Do
bound to speak ;

My mistress here lies murder'd in her bed.
All. O heavens forfend !§

Emil. And your reports have set the murder

on.

[it,

Emil. By heaven, I do not; I do not, gen-
tlemen:

murd'rous coxcomb! what should such a
fool
with so good a wife?

[IAGO stabs EMILIA, then runs out.
Oth. Are there no stones in heaven,
But what serve for the thunder ?-Precious
villain!

Gra. The woman falls; sure, he has kill'd his wife.

Emil. Ay, ay; O, lay me by my mistress' side!

Gra. He's gone, but his wife's kill'd.

Mon. 'Tis a notorious villain. Take you this

swan,

And die in music;-Willow, willow. willow.
Moor, she was chaste; she lov'd thee, cruel
Moor;

So come my soul to bliss, as I speak true:
So speaking as I think, I die,-I die.

[Dies. Oth. I have another weapon in this chamber, It is a sword of Spain, the ice-brook's temper;*

O, here it is :-Uncle, I must come forth.

Gra. [Within.] If thou attempt it, it will
cost thee dear;

Thou hast no weapon, and perforce must suffer.
Oth. Look in upon me then, and speak with

Who can control his fate? 'tis not so now,
Be not afraid, though you do see me weapon'd;
Here is my journey's end, here is my butt,
And very sea-mark of my utmost sail.
Do you go back dismay'd? 'tis a lost fear;
Man but a rush against Othello's breast,

Oth. I am not sorry neither; I'd have thee live;

For, in my sense, 'tis happiness to die,

Lod. O thou Othello, that was once so good,
Fall'n in the practice* of a cursed slave,
What shall be said to thee?

Oth. Why, any thing:

An honourable murderer, if you will;
For nought I did in hate, but all in honour.
Lod. This wretch hath in part confess'd his
villany:

Did you and he consent in Cassio's death?
Oth. Ay.

Cas. Dear general, I never gave you cause.
Oth. I do believe it, and I ask your pardon.
Will you, I pray you, demand that demi-devil,
Why he hath thus ensnar'd my soul and body?
Iago. Demand me nothing: What you know,

you know:

From this time forth I never will speak word.
Lod. What? not to pray?

Gra. Torments will ope your lips.

Oth. Well, thou dost best.

Lod. Sir, you shall understand what hath befall'n,

Which, as I think, you know not: Here is a
letter,

Found in the pocket of the slain Roderigo;
And here, another; the one of them imports
The death of Cassio to be undertook
By Roderigo.

Oth. O villain !

Cas. Most heathenish, and most gross!
Lod. Now here's another discontented paper,
Found in his pocket too; and this, it seems,
Roderigo meant to have sent this damn'd vil.

lain;

But that, belike, Iago in the interim
Came in and satisfied him.

Oth. O the pernicious caitiff!-
How came you, Cassio, by that handkerchief
That was my wife's?

Cas. I found it in my chamber:

And he retires: Where should Othello go?-And he himself confess'd, but even now,
Now, how dost thou look now? O ill-starr'd That there he dropp'd it, for a special purpose,
wench!
Which wrought to his desire.

Pale as thy smock! when we shall meet at

compt,t

[ven, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaAnd fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl?

Even like thy chastity,

O cursed, cursed slave!-Whip me, ye devils,
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 Desdemona! Desdemona! dead?
Dead? O! O! O!

Enter LODOVICO, MONTANO, CASSIO, carried in

a Chair, and Officers, with IAGO prisoner. Lod. Where is this rash and most unfortu

nate man?

Oth. That's he, that was Othello; here

am.

Lod. Where is that viper? bring the villain
forth.

Oth. Soft you; a word or two, before you go.

Oth. I look down towards his feet ;-but I have done the state some service, and they

that's a fable:

If that thou be'st a devil, I cannot kill thee.

[OTHELLO wounds IAGO.
Lod. Wrench his sword from him.
Iago. I bleed, Sir; but not kill'd.

know it;

No more of that;-I pray you, in your letters,
When you shall these unlucky deeds relate,
Speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate,
Nor set down aught in malice: then must you

speak

Steel is hardened by being put red-hot into very of one, that lov'd not wisely, but too well;

Cold water.
† Account,

To see if his feet be cloven.

* By the stratagem.

Of one, not easily jealous, but, being wrought,
Perplex'd in the extreme; of one, whose hand,
Like the base Judean, threw a pearl away,
Richer than all his tribe; of one, whose sub-
du'd eyes,

Albeit unused to the melting mood,
Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees
Their medicinal gum: Set you down this:
And say, besides.-that in Aleppo once,
Where a malignant and a turban'd Turk
Beat a Venetian, and traduc'd the state,
I took by the throat the circumcised dog,
And smote him-thus.
[Stabs himself.

Lod. O bloody period!
Gra. All, that's spoke, is marr'd.

Cas. This did I fear, but thought he had no
(Act P
weapon;

For he was great of heart.
Lod. O Spartan dog,
More fell than anguish, hunger, or the sea!
Look on the tragic loading of this bed;

This is thy work: the object poisons sight:-
[TO JAGO.
Let it be hid.-Gratiano, keep the house,
And seize upon the fortunes of the Moor,
For they succeed to you.-To you, lord gover

nor,

Remains the censure of this hellish villain ; The time, the place, the torture,-0 enforce it!

Oth. I kiss'd thee, ere I kill'd thee;-No Myself will straight abroad; and, to the state, This heavy act with heavy heart relate.

Killing myself, to die upon a kiss.

way but this,
[Falling upon DESDEMONA.
[Dies.

[Exeunt.

THE END.

• Judgement.