If that the earth could teem with woman's tears, Des. I will not stay to offend you. [Going. Lod. Truly, an obedient lady:— I do beseech your lordship, call her back. Oth. Mistress, Des. Oth. My lord? What would you with her, sir? Lod. Who, I, my lord? Oth. Ay; you did wish, that I would make her turn: You are welcome, sir, to Cyprus.-Goats and monkies! Iago. Lod. What, strike his wife! Iago. 'Faith, that was not so well; Yet 'would I knew, That stroke would prove the worst. Lod. Is it his use ? Or did the letters work upon his blood, Iago. Alas, alas! It is not honesty in me, to speak What I have seen and known. You shall observe him And his own courses will denote him so, That I may save my speech: Do but go after, And mark how he continues. Lod. I am sorry, that I am deceiv'd in him. [Excjint. SCENE II. A Room in the Castle. Enter OTHELLO and EMILIA. Oth. You have seen nothing then? Emil. Nor ever heard; nor ever did suspect. Oth. Nor send you out o' the way? Emil. Never, my lord. Never. Oth. To fetch her fan, her gloves, her mask, nor no thing? Emil. Never, my lord. Oth. That 's strange. Emil. I durst, my lord, to wager she is honest, Oth. Bid her come hither;-go.-[Exit EMIL. And yet she 'll kneel, and pray; I have seen her do 't. Re-enter EMILIA, with DESDEMONA. Des. My lord, what is your will? Pray, chuck, come hither. Let me see your eyes; Oth. [TO EMIL. Look in my face. [Exit EMIL. Des. Upon my knees, what doth your speech import? I understand a fury in your words, But not the words. Oth. Why, what art thou? Des. And loyal wife. Oth. Your wife, my lord; your true Come, swear it, damn thyself; Lest, being like one of heaven, the devils themselves Should fear to seize thee: therefore be double-damn'd, Swear-thou art honest. Des. Heaven doth truly know it. Oth. Heaven truly knows, that thou art false as hell. Des. To whom, my lord? with whom? How am I false? Oth. O Desdemona!--away! away! away! Des. Alas, the heavy day!-Why do you weep? Am I the occasion of these tears, my lord? If, haply, you my father do suspect, An instrument of this your calling back, Lay not your blame on me; if you have lost him, Oth. . • Had it pleas'd heaven To try me with affliction; had he rain'd All kinds of sores, and shames, on my bare head; Given to captivity me and my utmost hopes; Yet could I bear that too; well, very well: Or else dries up; to be discarded thence! Or keep it as a cistern, for foul toads To knot and gender in!-turn thy complexion there! Des. I hope, my noble lord esteems me honest. Des. Alas, what ignorant sin have I committed? Des. By heaven, you do me wrong. Oth. Are not you a strumpet? Des. No, as I am a christian : If to preserve this vessel for my lord, Des. Oth. Is it possible? No, as I shall be saved. I cry you mercy, then; Des. O, heaven forgive us! Re-enter EMILIA. That have the office opposite to Saint Peter, H I pray you, turn the key, and keep our counsel. [Exit. Emil. Good madam, what 's the matter with my lord? Emil. Why, with my lord, madam? Des. Who is thy lord? Emil. He that is yours, sweet lady. Des. I have none: Do not talk to me, Emilia ; But what should go by water. Pr'ythee, to night Emil. Here is a change, indeed! [Exit. Des. 'Tis mect I should be us'd so, very meet. How have I been behaved, that he might stick The smallest opinion on my great'st abuse. Re-enter EMILIA, with IAGO. Iago. What is your pleasure, madam? How is it with you? Des. I cannot tell. Those, that do teach young babes, Do it with gentle means, and easy tasks: He might have chid me so; for, in good faith, Iago. What's the matter, lady? Emil. Alas, Iago, my lord has so bewhor'd her, Thrown such despite and heavy terms upon her, As true hearts cannot bear. Des. Am I that name, Iago? Iago. Des. I do not know; I am sure, I am none such. |