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what he found himself was apt and true。 EMILIA。 But did you ever tell
him she was false? IAGO。 I did。 EMILIA。 You told a lie; an odious;
damned lie; Upon my soul; a lie; a wicked lie! She false with Cassio? Did
you say with Cassio? IAGO。 With Cassio; mistress。 Go to; charm your
tongue。 EMILIA。 I will not charm my tongue; I am bound to speak。 My
mistress here lies murther'd in her bed ALL。 O heavens forfend!
EMILIA。 And your reports have set the murther on。 OTHELLO。 Nay;
stare not; masters; it is true indeed。 GRATIANO。 'Tis a strange truth。
MONTANO。 O monstrous act! EMILIA。 Villainy; villainy; villainy! I
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think upon't; I think; I smell't; O villainy! I thought so then。 I'll kill myself
for grief。 O villainy; villainy! IAGO。 What; are you mad? I charge you; get
you home。 EMILIA。 Good gentlemen; let me have leave to speak; 'Tis
proper I obey him; but not now。 Perchance; Iago; I will ne'er go home。
OTHELLO。 O! O! O! Falls on the bed。 EMILIA。 Nay; lay thee down and
roar; For thou hast kill'd the sweetest innocent That e'er did lift up eye。
OTHELLO。 'Rises。' O; she was foul! 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。 GRATIANO。 Poor Desdemon! I
am glad thy father's dead。 Thy match was mortal to him; and pure grief
Shore his old thread in twain; did he live now; This sight would make him
do a desperate turn; Yea; curse his better angel from his side; And fall to
reprobation。 OTHELLO。 'Tis pitiful; but yet Iago knows That she with
Cassio hath the act of shame A thousand times committed。 Cassio
confess'd it; And she did gratify his amorous works With that recognizance
and 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。 EMILIA。 O
heaven! O heavenly powers! IAGO。 'Zounds! Hold your peace。 EMILIA。
'Twill out; 'twill。 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。 IAGO。 Be wise; and get you home。 EMILIA。 I will not。 Iago
offers to stab Emilia。 GRATIANO。 Fie! Your sword upon a woman?
EMILIA。 O thou dull Moor! That handkerchief thou speak'st of I found by
fortune and did give my husband; For often with a solemn earnestness;
More than indeed belong'd to such a trifle; He begg'd of me to steal it。
IAGO。 Villainous whore! EMILIA。 She give it Cassio? No; alas; I found it;
And I did give't my husband。 IAGO。 Filth; thou liest! EMILIA。 By heaven;
I do not; I do not; gentlemen。 O murtherous 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! He runs at Iago; but
Montano disarms him。 Iago stabs Emilia。 GRATIANO。 The woman falls;
sure; he hath kill'd his wife。 EMILIA。 Ay; ay! O; lay me by my mistress'
side。 Exit Iago。 GRATIANO。 He's gone; but his wife's kill'd。 MONTANO。
'Tis a notorious villain。 Take you this weapon; Which I have here recover'd
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from the Moor。 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 all
but Othello and Emilia。 OTHELLO。 I am not valiant neither; But every
puny whipster gets my sword。 But why should honor outlive honesty? Let
it go all。 EMILIA。 What did thy song bode; lady? Hark; canst thou hear
me? I will play the swan; And die in music。 'Sings。' 〃Willow; willow;
willow。〃 Moor; she was chaste; she loved thee; cruel Moor; So come my
soul to bliss; as I speak true; So speaking as I think; I die; I die。 Dies。
OTHELLO。 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。
GRATIANO。 'Within。' If thou attempt it; it will cost thee dear。 Thou hast
no weapon; and perforce must suffer。 OTHELLO。 Look in upon me then;
and speak with me; Or; naked as I am; I will assault thee。
Re…enter Gratiano。
GRATIANO。 What is the matter? OTHELLO。 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! Pale as
thy smock! When we shall meet at compt; This look of thine will hurl my
soul from heaven; And 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 Desdemon! dead;
Desdemon! dead! O! O! O! Enter Lodovico; Montano; Cassio carried in a
chair; and Officers with Iago; prisoner。
LODOVICO。 Where is this rash and most unfortunate man?
OTHELLO。 That's he that was Othello。 Here I am。 LODOVICO。 Where is
that viper? Bring the villain forth。 OTHELLO。 I look down towards his
feet; but that's a fable。 If that thou be'st a devil; I cannot kill thee。 Wounds
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Iago。 LODOVICO。 Wrench his sword from him。 IAGO。 I bleed; sir; but
not kill'd。 OTHELLO。 I am not sorry neither。 I'ld have thee live; For; in
my sense; 'tis happiness to die。 LODOVICO。 O thou Othello; that wert
once so good; Fall'n in the practice of a damned slave; What shall be said
to thee? OTHELLO。 Why; anything; An honorable murtherer; if you will;
For nought did I in hate; but all in honor。 LODOVICO。 This wretch hath
part confess'd his villainy。 Did you and he consent in Cassio's death?
OTHELLO。 Ay。 CASSIO。 Dear general; I never gave you cause。
OTHELLO。 I do believe it; and I ask your pardon。 Will you; I pray;
demand that demi…devil Why he hath thus ensnared my soul and body?
IAGO。 Demand me nothing; what you know; you know。 From this time
forth I never will speak word。 LODOVICO。 What; not to pray?
GRATIANO。 Torments will ope your lips。 OTHELLO。 Well; thou dost
best。 LODOVICO。 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。 OTHELLO。 O villain! CASSIO。 Most
heathenish and most gross! LODOVICO。 Now here's another discontented
paper; Found in his pocket too; and this; it seems; Roderigo meant to have
sent this damned villain; But that; belike; Iago in the interim Came in and
satisfied him。 OTHELLO。 O the pernicious caitiff! How came you; Cassio;
by that handkerchief That was my wife's? CASSIO。 I found it in my
chamber; And he himself confess'd but even now That there he dropp'd it
for a special purpose Which wrought to his desire。 OTHELLO。 O fool!
fool! fool! CASSIO。 There is besides in Roderigo's letter; How he
upbraids Iago; 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。 LODOVICO。 You must forsake this room;
and go with us。 Your power and your command is taken off; And Cassio
rules in C