Page images
PDF
EPUB

to-night; for she shall not live: No, my heart Oth, Devil!

[Striking her. is turned to stone; I strike it, and it hurts my Des.

I have not desery'd this. hand. O, the world hath not a sweeter crea Lod. My lord, this would not be believ'd in ture : she might lie by an emperor's side, and Venice, command him tasks.

Though I should swear I saw it; 'Tis very much; lago. Nay, that's not your way.

Make her amends, she weeps. Oth. Hang her! I do but say what she is : Oth.

O devil, devil! So delicate with her needle :--An admirable If that the earth could teem with woman's tears, musician! 0, she will sing the savageness ont Each drop she falls would prove a crocodile ;of a bear!--Of so high and plenteous wit and Out of my sight!

(Going. invention!

Des.

I will not stay to offend you. lago. She's the worse for all this.

Lod. Truly, an obedient lady Oth. O, a thousand, a thousand times :And I do beseech your lordship, call her back. then, of so gentle a condition!

Oth. Mistress, Iago. Ay, too gentle.

Des.

My lord ? Oih. Nay, that's certain: But, yet the pity of Oih.

What would you with her, sir? it, lago!-0, Iago, the pity of it, Iago!

Lod. Who, I, my lord ?

(her turn; lago. If you are so fond over her iniquity, Oth. Ay; you did wish, that I would make give her patent to offend; for, if it touch not Sir, she can turn, and turn, and yet go on, you, it comes near nobody.

And turn again; and she can weep, sir, weep; Oth. I will chop her into messes !-Cuckold And she's obedient, as you say,-obedient,Tago. O, 'tis foul in her.

(me! Very obedient :-Proceed you in your tears.Oth. With mine oflicer!

Concerning this, sir,-- well painted passion! Iago. That's fouler.

I am commanded home :-Get you away; Oth. Get me some poison, Iago; this night; I'll send for you anon-Sir, I obey the mandate, --I'll not expostulate with her, lest her body And will return to Venice ;-Hence, avaunt! and beauty unprovide my mind again: this

Exit DESDEMONA. night, lago.

Cassio shall have my place. And, --sir,-toIago. Do it not with poison, strangle her in I do entreat that we map sup together. (night, her bed, even the bed she hath contaminated. You are welcome, sir, to Cyprus.-Goats and Oth. Good, good ; the justice of it pleases; monkeys!

(Eril. very good.

Lod. Is this the noble Moor whom our full Iago. And, for Cassio,-let me be his under senate

(ture taker: you shall hear more by midnight. Call-all in all sufficient?—This is the noble na

(A Trumpet within. Whom passion could not shake? whose solid Oth. Excellent good.--What trumpet is that virtue same?

(Lodovico, The shot of accident, nor dart of chance, Iago. Something from Venice, sure. 'Tis Could neither graze, nor pierce ? Come from the duke : and, sce, your wife is lago.

He is much chang'd. with him.

Lod. Are his wits safe? is he not light of brain? Enter LODOVICO, DESDEMONA, and Attendants. lago. He is that he is; I may not breathe my Lod. 'Save you, worthy general!

censure. Oth.

With all my heart, sir. What he might be, --if what he might,he is not, Lod. The duke and senators of Venice greet would to heaven, he were. yon. [Gives him a Packrt. Lod.

What, strike his wife! Oth. I kiss the instrument of their pleasures. lago. 'Faith, that was not so well; Yet,'would

(Opens the Packet and reads. That stroke would prove the worst. I knew, Des. And what's the news, good cousin Lo

Lod.

Is it his use? dovico?

Or did the letters work upon his blood,
Iago. I am very glad to see you, signior; And new create this fault?
Welcome to Cyprus.
(Cassio? lago.

Alas, alas!
Lod. I thank you: How does lieutenant It is not honesty in me, to speak
lago. Lives, sir.

(my lord What I have seen and known. You shall obDes. Cousin, there's fallen between him and serve him; An unkind breach: but you shall make all well. And his own courses will denote him so, Oth, Are you sure of that?

That I may save my speech : Do but go after, Des. My lord ?

And mark how he continues. Oth. This fail you not to do as you will Lod. I am sorry, that I am deceivid in him. {Reads.

(Eseunt. Lod. He did not call; he's busy in the paper.

SCENE II. A Room in the Castle.
Is there division 'twixt thy lord and Cassio ?
Des. A most unhappy one; I would do much

Enter OTHELLO and EMILIA.
To atone them, for the love I bear to Cassio. Oth. You have seen nothing then?
Oth. Fire and brimstone!

Emil. Nor ever heard ; nor ever did suspect. Des. My lord ?

Oth. Yes, you have seen Cassio and she to Oth. Are you wise ? gether.

[heard Des. What, is he angry?

Emil. But then I saw no harm : and then I Lod.

May be, the letter mov'd him; Each syllable that breath made up between For, as I think, they do command him home,

them. Deputing Cassio in his government.

Oth, What, did they never whisper? Des. By my troth. I am glad on't.

Emil.

Never, my lord. Oth.

Indeed.

Oth. Nor send you out o'the way?
Des.

My lord?
Emil.

Nerer. Oth. I am glad to see you mad.

Oth. To fetch her fan, her gloves, her mask, Des.

How, sweet Othello? Emil. Never, my lord. (nor nothing?

Oth.

That's strange. Oth. O, ay; as summer flies are in the shamEmil. I durst, my lord, to wager she is honest,

bles, Lay down my soul at stake: if you think other, That quicken even with blowing. ( thou weed, Remove your thought; it doth abuse your Who art so lovely fair, aud smell'st so sweet, bosom.

That the sense aches at thee.-'Would, thou If any wretch hath put this in your head,

had'st ne'er been born! Let heaven reqnite it rith the serpent's curse! Des. Alas, what ignorant sin have I commitFor, if she be not honest, chaste, and true,

ted?

| book, There's no man happy; the purest of their wives Oth. Was this fair paper, this most goodly Is foul as slander.

Made to write whore upon? What committed ! Oth,

Bid her come hither:-90.- Committed !-0 thou public commoner!

[Erit Emilia. I should make very forges of my cheeks, She says enough :yet she's a simple bawd, That would to cinders burn up modesty, That cannot say as much. This is a subtle Did I but speak thy deeds.- What coinmitted? whore,

Heaven stops the nose at it, and the moon wiuks;
A closet-lock-and-key of villanous secrets : The bawdy wind, that kisses all it meets,
And yet she'll kneel, and pray: I have seen Is hush'd within the hollow mine of earth,
her do't.

And will not hear it: What committed !--
Re-enter Emilia, with DESDEMOXA. Impudent strumpet!
Des. My lord, what is your will?

Des.

By heaven, you do me wrong. Oth.

?Pray, chuck, come hither. Oth. Are not you a strumpet ? Des. What is your pleasure ?

Des.

No, as I am a Christian: Oth.

Let me see your eyes ; If to preserve this vessel for my lord, Look in my face.

From any other foul unlawful touch, Des.

What horrible fancy's this? Be-not to be a strumpet, I am none. Oth. Some of your function, mistress :

Oth. What, not a whore ? [To Emilia Des.

No, as I shall be saved. Leave procreants alone, and shut the door; Olh. Is it possible ? Cough, or cry--iem, if any body come:

Des. O, leaven forgive us! Your mystery, your mystery ;-nay, despatch. Ou.

I cry you mercy, then;
[Erit Emilia. I took you for that cunning whore of Venice,
Des. Upon my knees, what doth your speech That married with Othello.-You, mistress,
I understand a fury in your words, (import?

Re-enter EMILIA.
But not the words.
Oth. Why, what art thou ?

That have the office opposite to Saint Peter, Des.

Your wife, my lord; your true And keep the gate of hell; You! you! ay, you! And loyal wife.

We have done our course, there's money for Oth.

Come, swear it, damn thyself: your pains; Lest, being like one of heaven, the devils them- I pray you, turn the key, and keep our counsel. selves (damn'd,

[Erit. Should fear to seize thee: therefore be double Emil. Alas, what does this gentleman conSwear -thou art honest.

ceive?

(lady? Des.

Heaven doth truly know it. How do'you, madam? how do you, my good Oth. Heaven truly knows, that thou art false Des. 'Faith, hall asleep. as hell.

sam I false? Emil. Good madam, what's the matter with Des. To whom, my lord ? with whom? How Des. With who?

(my lord ? Oth, o Desdernopa!-away! away! away! Emil.

Why, with my lord, madam. Des. Alas, the heavy day!- Why do you Des. Who is thy lord ? weep?

Emil.

He that is yours, sweet lady, Am I the occasion of these tears, my lord ? Des. I have none: Do not talk to me, Emilia; If, haply, you my father do suspect,

I cannot weep; por answer I have none, An instrument of this your calling back, But what should go by water. 'Prythee, toLay not your blame on me; if you have lost him, night

[ber;Why, I have lost him too.

Lay on my bed my wedding sheets,--rememOth.

Had it pleas'd heaven And call thy husband hither. To try me with affliction; had he rain'd

Emil. Here is a change, indeed! [Erit.
All kinds of sores, and shames, on my bare head; Des. 'Tis meet I should be us'd so, very meet.
Steep'd me in poverty to the very lips; How have I been behav'd, that he right stick
Given to captivity me and my utmost hopes; The small'st opinion on my great'st abuse ?
I should have found in some part of my soul

Re-enter EMILIA, with Iago.
A drop of patience : but (alas !) to make me
A fixed figure, for the time of scorn

Iago. What is your pleasure, madam! How To point his slow unmoving finger at -

is it with you ?

(young babes, 0!0!

Des. I cannot tell. Those, that do teach Yet could I bear that too; well, very well : Do it with gentle means, and easy tasks: But there, where I have garner'd up my heart; He might have chid me so; for, in good faith, Where either I must live or bear no life; I am a child to chiding. The fountain from the which my current runs, Jago.

What's the matter, lady? Or else dries up: to be discarded thence ! Emil. Alas, lago, my lord hath so bewhord Or keep it as a cistern, for foul toads (there!

her, To knot and gender in !--tur thy complexion Thrown such despite and heavy terms upon her, Patience, thou young and rose-lipp'd cherubim; As true hearts cannot bear. Ay, there, look grim as hell!

Des, Am I that name, Iago ? Des. I hope, my goble lord esteems me ho lago.

What name, fair lady? nest.

Des. Such as, she says, my lord did say I was

Emil. He call'd her, whore; a beggar, in his now), keep'st from me all conveniency, than drink,

suppliest me with the least advantage of hope. Could not have laid such terms upon his callet. I will, indeed, no longer endure it: Nor am I lago. Why did he so?

yet persuaded, to put up in peace what already Des. I do not know; I am sure, I am none I have foolishly suffered. such.

[day! Iago. Will you hear me, Roderigo ? Iago. Do not weep, do not weep; Alas, the Rod. 'Faith, I have heard too much; for your

Emil. Has she forsook so many noble matches, words, and performances, are no kin together. Her father, and her country, and her friends, Iago. You charge me most unjustly. To be call'd-whore? wonld it not make one Rod. With nought but truth. I have wasted

Des. It is my wretched fortune. [weep? myself out of my means. The jewels you have Iago.

Beshrew him for it! had from me, to deliver to Desdemona, would How comes this trick upon him?

half have corrupted a votarist : You have told Des.

Nay, heaven doth know. me-she has received them, and returned me Emil. I will be hang'd, if some eternal villain, expectations and comforts of sudden respect Some busy and insinuating rogue,

and acquittance; but I find none. Some cogging, cozening slave, to get some office, Iago. Well; go to: very well. Have not devis'd this slander; I'll be hang'delse. Rod. Very well! go to! I cannot go to, man: lago. Fye, there is no such man; it is impos- nor 'tis not very well : By this hand, I say, it sible.

is very scurvy: and begin to find myself fobbed Des. If any such there be, heaven pardon him! lago. Very well.

(in it. Emil. A halter pardon him! and hell gnaw Rod. I tell you, 'tis not very well. I will his bones!

[company? make myself known to Desdemona: If she will Why should he call her, whore? who keeps her return me my jewels, I will give over my suit, What place ? what time? what form ? what and repent my unlawful solicitation; if not, likelihood ?

(knave, assure yourself, I will seek satisfaction of you. The Moor's abus'd by some most villanous Iago. You have said now. Some base notorious knave, some scurvy fel Rod. Ay, and I have said nothing, but what low:

(fold; I protest intendment of doing. O, heaven, that such companions thoud'st un lago. Why, now I see there's mettle in thee: And put in every honest hand a whip,

and even, from this instant, do build on thee a To lash the rascal naked through the world, better opinion than ever before. Give me thy Even from the east to the west!

hand, Roderigo: Thou hast taken against me Iago.

Speak within door a most just exception; but, yet, I protest, I Emil. O, fye upon him! some such squire he have dealt most directly in thy affair. was,

Rod. It hath not appeared. That turn'd your wit the scamy side without, Iago. I grant, indeed, it hath not appeared :

and And made you to suspect me with the Moor. your suspicion is not without wit and Tago. You are a fool; go to.

judgment. But, koderigo, if thou hast that Des.

O good Iago,

within thee indeed, which I have greater reason What shall I do to win my lord again?

to believe now than ever,--I mean, purpose, Good friend, go to him; for, by this light of courage, and valour,--this night show it: it heaven,

thou the next night following enjoyest pot I know not how I lost him. Here I kneel : Desdemona, take me from this world with If c'er my will did trespass 'gainst his love, treachery, and devise engipes for my life. Either in discourse of thought, or actual deed; Rod, Well, what is it? is it within reason, Or that mine eyes, mine ears, or any sense,

and compass ? Delighted them in any other form;

Iago. Sir, there is especial commission come Or that I do not yet, and ever did,

from Venice, to depute Cassio in Othello's place. And ever will,--though he do shake me off Rod. Is that true? why, then Othello and To beggarly divorcement --love him dearly, Desdemona return again to Venice. Comfort forswear me! Unkindness may do lago. O, no; he goes into Mauritania, and much;

takes away with him the fair Desdemona, unAnd his unkindness may defeat my life,

less his abode be lingered here by some acciBut never taint my love. I cannot say, whore; dent; wherein none can be so determinate, as It does abhor me, now I speak the word; the removing of Cassio. To do the act that might the addition earn, Rod. How do you mean-removing of him? Not the world's mass of vanity could make me. Iago. Why, by making him uncapable of lago. I pray you, be content; 'tis but his hu- Othello's place: knocking out his brains. mour;

Rod. And that you would have me do? The business of the state does him offence, lago. Ay; if you dare do yourself a profit, Aud he does chide with you.

and a right. He sups to-night with a harlot, Des.

If'twere no other, and thither will I go to him;-he knows not lago. It is but so, I warrant yon. [Trumpets. set of his honourable fortune : if you will Hark, how these instruments summon

to supper! watch his going thence (which I will fashion And the great messengers of Venice stay:

to fall out between twelve and one), you may Go in, and weep not; all things shall be well: take him at your pleasure ; I will be dear to Exeunt DESDEMONA and Emilia. second your attempt, and he shall fall between

us. Come, stand not amazed at it, but go along Enter RODERIGO.

with me; I will show you such a necessity in How now, Roderigo ?

(with me. his death, that you shall think yourself bound Rui. I do not find, that thou dealist justly to put it on him. It is now high supper-time, lago, What in the contrary?

and the night grows to waste : about it. Ped. Every day tbou doff'st me with some Rod. I will hear further reason for this. advice, lago; and rather (as it seems to me lago. And you shall be satisfied. | Exeunt,

Des.

SCENE III. Another Room in the Castle. Emil. It is the wind.

[he then? Enter OTHELLO, LODOVICO, DESDEMONA, EMILIA,

Des. I alld my love, false love ; but what suid and Attendants.

Sing willow, &c.

If I court mo women, you'll couch with no men. Lod. I do beseech you, sir, trouble yourself So, get thee gone; good night. Mine eyes do no further. Doth that bode weeping ?

(itch, Oth. 0, pardon me; 'twill do me good to walk. Emil.

Tis

neither here nor there. Lod. Madam, good night; I humbly thank Des. I have heard it said so.-0, these men, your ladyship.

these men

[lia,Des. Your honour is most welcome.

Dost thou in conscience think,--tell me, EiniOth,

Will you walk, sir?- That there be women do abuse their husbands 0,--Desdemona,

In such gross kind ?
Des.
My lord ?

Emil. There be some such, no question, Oth. Get you to bed on the instant, I will be Des. Would'st thou do such a deed for all the returned forth with : dismiss your attendant Emil. Why, would not you? (world? there; look, it be done.

No, by this heavenly light! Des. I will, my lord.

Emil. Nor I neither by this heavenly light; (Ecrunt Oth. Lod. and Attendants. I might do't as well i'the dark. Emil. How goes it now? he looks gentler Des. Would'st thou do such a deed for all the than he did,

world?

[price Des. He says he will return incontinent; Emil. The world is a huge thing: 'Tis a great Ile hath commanded me to go to bed,

For a small vice. And bade me to dismiss you.

Des. Good troth, I think thou would'st not. Emil.

Dismiss me! Emil. By my troth, I think I should; and Des. It was his bidding; therefore, good undo't, when I had done. Marry, I would not Emilia,

do such a thing for a joint ring; nor for meaGire me my nightly wearing, and adieu :

sures of lawn; nor for gowns, petticoats, nor We must not now displease him.

caps, nor any petty exhibition : but, for the Emil. I would, you had never seen him! whole world, -Why, who would not make her Des. So would not I; my love doth so ap- husband a cuckold, to make him a monarch? I prove him,

(frowns, --- should venture purgatory for't. That even his stubbornness, his checks, and Des. Beshrew me, if I would do such a wrong 'Prythee, unpin me,-have grace and favour for the whole world. in them.

(on the bed.

Emil. Why, the wrong is but a wrong i' the Emil. I have laid those sheets you bade me world, and having the world for your labour, Des. All's one :-Good father! how foolish 'tis a wrong in your own world, and you might are our minds !-

quickly make it right. If I do die before thee, 'prythee, shroud me Des. I do not think there is any such woman. In one of those same sheets.

Emil. Yes, a dozen; and as many Emil.

Come, come, you talk. To the vantage, as would store the world they Des. My mother had a maid call'd--Barbara: play'd for. She was in love; and he, she lov'd, prov'd mad, But, I do think, it is their husbands' faults, And did forsake hier: she had a song of-wil- If wives do fall: Say, that they slack their dulow,

And pour our treasures into foreign laps; [tics, An old thing 'twas, but it express'd her fortune, Or else break out in peevish jealousies, (us And she died singing it: That song, to-night, Throwing restraint upon us; or, say, they strike Will not go from my mind; I have much to do, Or scant our former having in despite : (grace, But to go hang my head all at one side, Why, we have galls; and, though we have some And sing it like poor Barbara. 'Prythee, de- Yet we have some revenge. Let husbands know spatch.

Their wives have sense like them : they see, Emil. Shall I go fetch your night-gown?

and smell, Des.

No, unpin me here. And have their palates both for sweet and sour, This Lodovico is a proper man,

As husbands have. What is it that they do, Emil. A very handsome man.

When they change as for other? Is it sport?

And he speaks well. I think it is; And doth affection breed it Emil. I know a lady in Venice, who would I think, it doth. In't failty; that thus errs? have walked barefoot to Palestine, for a touch It is so too; And have not we affections ? of his nether lip.

Desires for sport? and frailty as men have? I.

Then, let them use is well; else, let them know, Des. The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree, The ills we do, their ills instruct us to. Sing all a green willoo ; [Singing.

Des. Good night, good night; leaven me Her hand on her bosom, her head on her knee,

such usage send, Sing willow, willow, willow :

Not to pick bad from bad; but, by bad, mend! The fresh streams ran by her, and murmur'd her

(Eseunt. Sing willovo, dc.

(moans ; Her salt tears fell from her and soften'd the stones; Lay by these :

Sing willow, willoro, willouo ;
"Pr'ythee, hie thee; he'll come anon.-

SCENE I. A Street.
Sing all a green willou must be my gar-
land.

Enter Iago and RODERIGO,
II.

Iago. Here, stand behind this bulk; straight Let nobody blame him, his scorn I approve, -

will he come; Nay, that's not next.-Hark! who is it that Wear thy good rapier bare, and put it home; knocks?

Quick, quick: fear nothing; I'll be atthg elbow:

Des.

Art Fifth.

It makes us, or it mars us; think on that, 1 Cas. lago? 0, I am spoil'd, undone by vil. And fix most firm thy resolution.

Give me some help.

[lains Rod. Be near at hand; I may miscarry in't. lago. O me, lieutenant! what villains have lago. Here, at thy hand; be bold, and take done this?

thy sword. [Retires to a liltle distance. Cas. I think, that one of them is hereabout, Rod. I have no great devotion to the deed; And cannot make away. And yet he has given me satisfying reasons:-- lago.

o treacherous villains 'Tis but a man gone:-forth, my sword: he dies. What are you there? come in, and give some

(Goes to his stand. help. [T. LODOVICO and GRATIAYO. lago. I have rubb'd this young quat almost Rod. 0, help me here! to the sense,

Cassio, Cas. That's one of them. And he grows angry. Now, whether he kili logo. O murderous slave! O villain! Or Cassio him, or each do kill the other,

(Lago stabs RoverIGU. Every way makes my gain: Live, Roderigo, Rod. O damn'd lago! O inhuman dog ! He calls me to a restitution large

0! 010! Of gold, and jeweis, that I bubb'd from him, lago. Kill men i' the dark !-Where be these As gifts to Desdemona;

bloody thieves?

(der. It must not be : if Cassio do remain,

Ilow silent is this town!-Ho! murder! juurHe hath a daily beauty in his life,

What may you be ? are you of good, or evil? That makes me ugly; and besides, the Moor Lod. As you shall prove us, praise us. May unfold me to him; there stand I in much Iago.

Signior Lodovico? peril:

Lod. He, sir. No, he must die :--But so, I hear him coming. lago. I cry you mercy; Here's Cassio hurt Enter Cass10.

By villains. Rod. I know his gait, 'tis he:-Villain, thou Gra.

Cassio ? diest.

Iago.

How is it, brother? (Rushes from his post, and makes a pass Cas. My leg is cut in two. at CA6810.

Iago.

Marry, heaven forbid !Cos. That thrust had been mineenemy indeed, Light, gentlemen; I'll bind it with my shirt. But that my coat is better than thou think'st;

Enter BIANCA. I will make proof of thine.

Bian. What is the matter, ho? who is it that [Draws and wounds RODERIGO). la 10. Who is't that cry'd ?

(cry'd ? Rod.

0, I am slain! Bian. O my dear Cassio! my sweet Cassio! [Iago rushes from his post, and cuis Cassio O Cassio! Cassio! Cassio !

(suspect behind in the leg, and exit.

lago, 0 notable strumpet !--Cassio, may you Cas. I am maim'd for ever :-Help, ho! Who they should be, that have thus mangled murder! murder!

Cas. No.

(yon? Enter OTHELLO), at a distance.

Gra. I am sorry, to find you thus: I have Oth. The voice of Cassio:-lago keeps his been to seek you. Rod. O, villain that I am!

(word. Iago. Lend me a garter: So,-0, for a chair, Oth. Hark! 'tis even so. To bear him easily hence !

(Cassio! Caz. O, help! ho! light; a surgeon !

Bian, Alas, he faints O Cassio! Cassio! Oth. 'Tis he:-0 brave lago, honest, and just, lago. Gentlemen all, I do suspect this trash That hast such noble sense of thy friend's wong! To be a party in this injury. Thou teachest me,- Minion, your dear lies dead, Patience awhile, good Cassio.--Come, come ; And your fate hies apace;-Strumpet, I come; Lend me a light.-know we this face or no ? Forth of my heart those charms, thine eyes, Alas! my friend, and my dear country man, are blotted ;

Roderigo? no;-Yes, sure; O heaven! Roderigo. Thy bed, lust stain'd, shall with lust's blood be Gra. What, of Venice? spotted.

Ecit OTHELLO. Iago. Even he, sir; did you know him? Enter LODOVICO and GRATIAxo, at a distance. Gra.

know him, ar. Cas. What ho! no watch! no passage? mur lago. Signior Gratiano? I cry you gentle parder! murder! (direful. don;

{rers, Gra. 'Tis some mischance; the cry is very These bloody accidents must excuse my manCas. 0, help!

That so neglected you.
Lod.
Hark!

Gra.

I am glad to see you. Rod.

O wretched villain : lagi. How do you, Cassio?-0, a chair. & Lod. Two or three groans :--it is a heavy Gra. Roderigo ?

chair: night:

lago. He, he, 'tis he:-0, that's well said ;These may be counterfeits; let's think't unsafe the chair

(A Chair brought in, To come into the cry, without more help. Some good man bear him carefully from hence; RA. Nobody come? then shall I bleed to I'll fetch the general's surgeon.-For you, misdeath.

tress,

(To BIANCA. Enter Iago, with a Light.

Save you your labour. He that lies slain here, Lod. Hark !

Cassio,

(you? Gra. Here's one comes in his shirt, with light Was my dear friend: What malice was between and weapons.

(cries on murder? Cas. None in the world; nor do I know the lago. Who's there? whose noise is this, that Lod. We do not know.

Iago. (To Bian.) What, look you pale ?-0. lago.

Did you not hear a cry? bear him out o' the air.-Cas. Here here; for heaven's sake, help me.

(Cassio and RODERIGO are borne og lago.

What's the matter? Stay you, good gentlemen :-Look you pale, Gra. This is Othello's ancient, as I take it. mistress? Lod. The same, indeed; a very valiant fellow. Do you perceive the ghastpes of ber eye ?laga. What are you here thatoryso grievously? Nay, if you stare, we shall hear more anon :

man.

« PreviousContinue »