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Throw your vile guesses in the devil's teeth,
Bian. Why, whose is it?
Caf. I know not neither; I found it in my .chamber. I like the work well; ere it be demanded, As like enough it will, I'd have it copied : Take it, and do't, and leave me for this time.
Bian. Leave you? wherefore ?
Caf. I do attend here on the General,
Biail. Why, I pray you?
Bian. But that you do not love me;
Gas 'Tis but a little way that I can bring you,
ACTIV. S CE N E 1.
A court before the palace.
Enter Othello, and lago. lago. 7 Ill you think fo?
oth Think so, Iago? lag. What, to kiss in private? Oth. An unauthoris'd kiss ?
lage. Or to be naked with her friend in bed, An hour or more, not meaning any harm?
Oth. Naked in bed, lago, and not mean harm ?
lago. If they do nothing, 'tis a venial flip: But if I give my wife a handkerchief
Oth. What then ?
--he had my
She may, I think, bestow't on any man.
Oth. She is propertied of her honour too;.
lago. Her honour is an essence that's not seen ;
Oth.“ By Heav'n, I would most gladly have forgot it;
lags. What if I said, l'ad seen him do you wrong?
Oth. Hath he faid any thing?
lago. He hath my Lord; but be jou well assurd, No more than he'll uniwear.
Oth. What hath he said ?
will Oth. “ Lie with her ! lie on her ! lie with her; that's " fulsome: handkerchief --confeffions - handkerchief
-handkerchief ---to conters, and be hang'd 66 for his labour Firit, to be hang'd, and then
to confess! +] treinble at it. ---Nature would “.not invest herself in such thidowing without some 6 induction. It is not words that shake me thus
pish --noses, ears, and lips- is't possible !
[Falls in a trance.
* convinced, for oquer'd, jubiuid.
All guiltiess, meet reproach. What hoa! my Lord! My Lord, I fay, Othello.
S CE N E II. Enter Caffio. How now, Callio ?
Caf What's the matter?
lago. My I.ord is fell into an epilepsy; This is the second fit; he had one yesterday.
Cal Rub him about the temples.
lago. No, forbear, The lethargy must have his quiet course; If not, he foams at mouth, and by and by Breaks out to favage ma:lness. Look, he stirs. Do you withdraw yourself a little while, He will recover straight; when he is gone, , I would on great occafion speak with you. [Exit Caffio. How is it, General ? have you not hurt your head ?
Oth. Dost thou mock me ?
lago. I mock you not, by Heav'n; Would you would bear your fortunes like a man.
Oth. A horned man's a monster, and a beast.
lago. There's many a beast then in a populous city, And many a civil monster.
Oth. Did he confess it?
lage. Good Sir, be a man: Think, every bearded fellow that's but yok'd, May draw with you. Millions are now alive, That nightly lie in those unproper * beds, Which they dare swear peculiar. Your case is better. Oh, 'tis the spight of hell, the fiend's arch-mock, To lip a wanton in a secure couch, And to suppose her chaste. No, let me know, And knowing what I am, I know what she shall be,
Oth. Oh, thou art wise ; 'tis certain.
Iago. Stand you a while apart, Confine yourself but in a patient lift. Whilst you were here, o’erwhelmed with your grief, (A paflion most unsuiting such a man), Callio came hither. I thifted him away, And laid good 'fcuses on your ecstasy; Bade him anon return, and here speak with me; unproper, for csniman.
The which he promis'd. Do but encave yourself,
Oth 'Dost thou hear, Iago ?
lago. That's not amiis;
SCENE III. Enter Callio.
How do you now, Lieutenant :
lago. Ply Desdemona well, and you are sure on't : Now, if this suit lay in Bianca's power, [Speaking lower. How quickly should you speed ?
Caf: Alas, poor caitiff !
To tell it o'er : go to, well said, well faid. [-Afiden lage. She gives it out that you
her. Do you intend it?
Caf. Ha, ha, ha,
[-side. Caf. I marry her !—What? a customer? pr’ythee, bear some charity to my wit, do not think it so unwholsome. Ha, ha,
ha ! Oth. So, fo: they laugh that win. [&fide. lago. Why, the cry goes
that shall marry her. Caf. Prythee, say true. lago. I am a very villain else. Oth. Have you fcorid me? well.
[Afide. Caf. This is the monkey's own giving out: she is persuaded I will marry her out of her own love and fattery, not out of my promise. Oth. Iago beckons me : now he begins the kory,
[ Aside. Caf. She was here even now: She haụnts me in eve. ry place. I was the other day talking on the sea-bank with certain Venetians, and thither comes the bauble, and falls me thus about my neck
Oth. Crying, Oh dear Caffio, as it were : his gesture imports it.
[Afide. Caf. So hangs, and lolls, and weeps upon me; so shakes, and pulls me. Ha, ha, ha!
Oth. Now he tells how she pluck'd him to my chamber : oh I see that nose of your's, but not that dog I thall throw it to.
[Aside. Caf. Well, I must leave her company. lage. Before me.! look where she comes.
SCENE VI. Enter Bianca. Caf. 'Tis such another fitchew! marry, a perfum'd What do you mean by this haunting of me?
Bian. Let the devil and his dam haunt you! what did you mean by that same handkerchief you gave me even now? I was a fine fool to take it: I must take out the work ? A likely piece of work, that you should find it in your chamber, and know not who left it there.