Be sure of it; give me the ocular proof; [Taking him by the Throat. Or, by the worth of mine eternal soul, Thou hadst been better have been born a dog, Iago. Is it come to this? Oth. Make me to see it; or (at the least) so prove it, That the probation To hang a doubt lago. ly nob Oth. If thou ‹ Never pray mor On horror's hea Do deeds to ma For nothing can Greater than rh. lago. ir no hinge, nor loop, w upon thy life ! nder her, and torture me, andon all remorse; 2 rors accumulate: eaven weep, all earth amaz'd, thou to damnation add, O grace! O heaven defend me! Are you a man? have you a soul, or sense? God be wi' you; take mine office.-O wretched fool, That liv'st to make thine honesty a vice!— O monstrous world! Take note, take note, O world, I thank you for this profit; and, from hence, Oth. By the world, I think my wife be honest, and think she is not. 2 All tenderness, all pity. I think that thou art just, and think thou art not; I'll not endure it.--Would, I were satisfied! Iago. I see, sir, you are eaten up with passion: I do repent me, that I put it to you. You would be satisfied? Oth. Would nay, I will. Iago. And may: But, how? how satisfied, my lord? Would you, the supervisor, grossly gape on? Behold her tupp'd?. Oth. Death and damnation! O! Iago. It were a tedious difficulty, I think, To bring them to that prospect: Damn them then, It is impossible, you should see this, Were they as prime as goats, as hot as monkeys, But, sith 4 I am enter'd in this cause so far,- I will go on. I lay with Cassio lately; There are a kind of men so loose of soul, In sleep I heard him say,-Sweet Desdemona, And then, sir, would he gripe, and wring my hand, That grew upon my lips: then laid his leg Iago. Oth. I'll tear her all to pieces. Iago. Nay, but be wise: yet we see nothing done; She may be honest yet. Tell me but this,— Have you not sometimes seen a handkerchief, Spotted with strawberries, in your wife's hand? Oth. I gave her such a one; 'twas my first gift. Iago. I know not that: but such a handkerchief, (I am sure it was your wife's,) did I to-day See Cassio wipe his beard with. Oth. If it be that, Iago. If it be that, or any that was hers, It speaks against her with the other proofs. Oth. O, that the slave had forty thousand lives; All my fond love thus I do blow to heaven: 'Tis gone. Arise, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell! Iago. Pray, be content. Oth. O, blood, Iago, blood! Iago. Patience, I say; your mind, perhaps, may change. Oth. Never, lago. Like to the Pontick sea, Swallow them up.-Now, by yond' marble heaven, I here engage my words. [Kneels. Iago. Do not rise yet.-[Kneels. The execution of his wit, hands, heart, To wrong'd Othello's service! let him command, 5 The heart on which thou wast enthroned. Freight, load. 7 Capacious. 8 Embrace, And to obey shall be in me remorse,9 Oth. I greet thy love, Not with vain thanks, but with acceptance boun teous, And will upon the instant put thee to't: Within these three days let me hear thee say, Iago. My friend is dead; 'tis done, at your request: But let her live. Oth. Damn her, lewd minx! O, damn her! Come, go with me apart; I will withdraw, For the fair devil., Now art thou Iago. I am your own for ever. SCENE IV. The same. my lieutenant. [Exeunt. Enter DESDEMONA, EMILIA, and Clown. Des. Do you know, sirrah, where lieutenant Cassio lies? Clo. I dare not say, he lies any where. Des. Why, man? Clo. He is a soldier; and for me to say a soldier lies, is stabbing. Des. Go to; Where lodges he? Clo. To tell you where he lodges, is to tell you where I lie. 9 Not of malice to others, but of tenderness for him. |