Have mercy on me! Oth. Des. And yet I fear you; for you are fatal then When your eyes roll so; why I should fear I know not, Since guiltiness I know not; but yet I feel I fear. They are loves I bear to you. 40 Des. That death's unnatural that kills for Alas, why gnaw you so your nether lip? Oth. Des. I will so. Peace, and be still! I that am cruel am yet merciful; Emil. [Within] What, ho! my lord, my lord! Emil. [Within] O, good my lord, I would Oth. Yes: 'tis Emilia. By and by. 'Tis like she comes to speak of Cassio's death.— Oth. That handkerchief which I so loved I think she stirs again :-no. What's best to do? and gave thee Thou gavest to Cassio. Des. No, by my life and soul! Yes, presently: 60 Oth. How? unlawfully? Ay. 70 Des. O my fear interprets: what, is he dead? Had stomach for them all. Des. Alas! he is betray'd, and I undone. Des. O, banish me, my lord, but kill me not! 81 Des. Kill me to-morrow: let me live to-night! Being done, there is no pause. If she come in, she'll sure speak to my wife: Emil [Within] I do beseech you 101 of tune, And sweet revenge grows harsh. Oth. That! what? Emil. O, who hath done this deed? Oth. She's, like a liar, gone to burning hell: 'Twas I that kill'd her. O, the more angel she, 130 Emil. Oth. She turn'd to folly, and she was a whore. Emil. Thou dost belie her, and thou art a devil. Oth. She was false as water. Emil. Thou art rash as fire, to say That she was false: O, she was heavenly true! Oth. Cassio did tup her; ask thy husband else. O, I were damn'd beneath all depth in hell, But that I did proceed upon just grounds To this extremity. Thy husband knew it all. Emil. My husband! Oth. Thy husband. 140 Emil. Do thy worst: This deed of thine is no more worthy heaven 160 As I have to be hurt. O gull! O dolt! The Moor hath kill'd my mistress! Murder! murder! Enter MONTANO, GRATIANO, IAGO, and others. 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? 171 Emil. Disprove this villain, if thou be'st a man: He says thou told'st him that his wife was false: I know thou did'st not, thou'rt not such a villain : Speak, for my heart is full. Iago. I told him what I thought, and told no Emil. I will not charm my tongue; I am bound to speak: My mistress here lies murder'd in her bed,- Emil. And your reports have set the murder on. Emil. Villany, villany, villany! 190 I think upon't, I think: I smell't: O villany!I thought so then :-I'll kill myself for grief:O villany, villany! Iago. What, are you mad? I charge you, get you home. Emil. Good gentlemen, let me have leave to speak: 'Tis proper I obey him, but not now. Oth. [Rising] O, she was foul! 200 I scarce did know you, uncle: there lies your niece, Whose breath, indeed, these hands have newly stopp'd: I know this act shows horrible and grim. Gra. Poor Desdemona! I am glad thy father's dead: Thy match was mortal to him, and pure grief 210 Oth. 'Tis pitiful: but yet lago knows Emil. O heaven! O heavenly powers! 220 'Twill out, 'twill out: I peace! No, I will speak as liberal as the north: Let heaven and men and devils, let them all, All, all, cry shame against me, yet I'll speak. lago. Be wise, and get you home. Emil. I will not. [lago offers to stab Emilia. Gra. Fie! Your sword upon a woman? Emil. O thou dull Moor! that handkerchief thou speak'st of I found by fortune, and did give my husband; Villanous whore! 229 Emil. She give it Cassio! no, alas! I found it, And I did give't my husband. Iago. Filth, thou liest! Emil. By heaven, I do not, I do not, gentlemen. O murderous coxcomb! what should such a fool Are there no stones in heaven But what serve for the thunder?- Precious villain! [He runs at Iago; Iago, from behind, stabs Emilia, and exit. Gra. The woman falls; sure, he hath kill'd his wife. Emil. Ay, ay: O, lay me by my mistress' side. Gra. He's gone, but his wife's kill'd. weapon, Which I have here recover'd from the Moor: 240 Come, guard the door without; let him not pass, But kill him rather. I'll after that same villain, For 'tis a damned slave. [Exeunt Montano and Gratiano. Oth. I am not valiant neither, But every puny whipster gets my sword: But why should honor outlive honesty? Let it go all. Emil. What did thy song bode, lady? Hark, canst thou hear me? I will play the swan, And die in music. [Singing] Willow, willow, willow. Moor, she was chaste; she loved thee, cruel Moor: So come my soul to bliss, as I speak true; 250 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 me, Or, naked as I am, I will assault thee. Re-enter GRATIANO. 260 Gra. What is the matter? Oth. Behold, I have a weapon; 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. O vain boast! 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, And he retires. Where should Othello go? Now, how dost thou look now? O ill-starr'd wench! 270 Pale as thy smock! when we shall meet at compt, From the possession of this heavenly sight! Enter LODOVICO, MONTANO, CASSIO carried in a chair, and Officers with 1AGO, prisoner. Lod. Where is this rash and most unfortunate man? Lod. O thou Othello, that wert once so good, Did you and he consent in Cassio's death? 301 Cas. Dear general, I never gave you cause. Oth. I do believe it, and I ask you pardon. Will you, I pray, demand that demi-devil Why he hath thus ensnared my soul and body? lago. Demand me nothing: what you know, you know: From this time forth I never will speak word. Torments will ope your lips. Lod. Sir, you shall understand what hath befall'n, Which, as I think, you know not. Here is a letter Oth. O villain! Oth O the pernicious caitiff! How came you, Cassio, by that handkerchief That was my wife's? Cas. I found it in my chamber: 320 And he himself confess'd but even now That there he dropp'd it for a special purpose Which wrought to his desire. Oth. O fool! fool! fool! Cas. There is besides in Roderigo's letter, How he upbraids lago, that he made him Brave me upon the watch; whereon it came That I was cast; and even but now he spake, After long seeming dead, Iago hurt him," Iago set him on. Lod. You must forsake this room, and go with us: 330 Your power and your command is taken off, And Cassio rules in Cyprus. For this slave, If there be any cunning cruelty That can torment him much and hold him long It shall be his. You shall close prisoner rest, Till that the nature of your fault be known To the Venetian state. Come, bring him away. Oth. Soft you; a word or two before you go. I have done the state some service, and they know't. 339 No more of that. I pray you, in your letters, Of one that loved not wisely but too well; Albeit unused to the melting mood, 350 [Stabs himself. All that's spoke is marr'd. Oth. I kiss'd thee ere I kill'd thee: no way but this; Killing myself, to die upon a kiss. [Falls on the bed, and dies. Cas. This did I fear, but thought he had no 360 weapon; For he was great of heart. Lod. To lage] 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; Let it be hid. Gratiano, keep the house, And seize upon the fortunes of the Moor, Forthey succeed on you. To you, lord governor, Remains the censure of this hellish villain; The time, the place, the torture: O, enforce it! Myself will straight aboard; and to the state 370 This heavy act with heavy heartrelate. [Exeunt. The office and devotion of their view Flourish. Enter ANTONY, CLEOPATRA, her Ladies, the train, with Eunuchs fanning her. Look, where they come: 10 Take but good note, and you shall see in him The triple pillar of the world transform'd Into a strumpet's fool: behold and see. Cleo. If it be love indeed, tell me how much. Ant. There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd. Cleo. I'll set a bourn how far to be beloved. Ant. Then must thou needs find out new heaven, new earth. Enter an Attendant. Att. News, my good lord, from Rome. Ant. Grates me: the sum. Cleo. Nay, hear them, Antony: Fulvia perchance is angry; or, who knows If the scarce-bearded Cæsar hath not sent His powerful mandate to you, 'Do this, or this; Take in that kingdom, and enfranchise that; 20 Perform't, or else we damn thee.' Call in the messengers. As I am Egypt's queen, shame 31 When shrill-tongued Fulvia scolds. The mes sengers! Ant. Let Rome in Tiber melt, and the wide arch Of the ranged empire fall! Here is my space. Ant. But stirr'd by Cleopatra. Now, for the love of Love and her soft hours, Let's not confound the time with conference harsh: There's not a minute of our lives should stretch Without some pleasure now. What sport to night? Cleo. Hear the ambassadors. Ant. Fie, wrangling queen! Whom every thing becomes, to chide, to laugh, To weep; whose every passion fully strives 50 To make itself, in thee, fair and admired! No messenger, but thine; and all alone |