Still as the grave. Shall she come in? Were't good? Methinks it should be now a huge eclipse Of sun and moon; and that the affrighted globe Emil. [within.] I do beseech you I may speak O, good my lord! Oth. I had forgot thee: O, come in, Emilia : Soft, by and by:-Let me the curtains draw.— Where art thou? What's the matter with thee now? Enter EMILIA. [Unlocks the door. Emil. O, good my lord, yonder's foul murder done. Emil. But now, my lord! Oth. It is the very error of the moon; She comes more near the earth than she was wont; Emil. Cassio, my lord, has kill'd a young Venetian, Call'd - Roderigo. Oth. And Cassio kill'd? Emil. Roderigo kill'd! No, Cassio is not kill'd. Oth. Not Cassio kill'd? Then murder's out of tune, And sweet revenge grows harsh. Des. O, falsely, falsely murder'd! Emil. Oth. That! what? Alas! what cry is that? Emil. Out, and alas! that was my lady's voice: Emil. This deed? O, who hath done [Dies. Alas, who knows? Des. Nobody; I myself; farewell: Commend me to my kind lord; O, farewell. Oth. Why, how should she be murder'd? Emil. Oth. You heard her say herself, it was not I. Emil. She said so; I must needs report the truth. Oth. She's, like a liar, gone to burning hell; "Twas I that kill'd her. Emil. O, the more angel she, And you the blacker devil! Oth. She turn'd to folly, and she was a whore." Emil. Oth. Cassio did tup her; ask thy husband else. Oth. Thy husband. Emil. That she was false to wedlock? Oth. Nay, had she been true, Ay, with Cassio. If heaven would make me such another world Of one entire and perfect chrysolite, I'd not have sold her for it. Emil. My husband? Oth. Ay, 'twas he that told me first; An honest man he is, and hates the slime That sticks on filthy deeds. • She turn'd to folly, and she was a whore.] Folly signifies here depravity of mind. 7 - false as water.] As water that will support no weight, nor keep any impression. Emil. My husband? Oth. What needs this iterance, woman? I say, thy husband. Emil. O mistress, villainy hath made mocks with love! 8 My husband say, that she was false? Oth. Emil. If he say so, may his pernicious soul. This deed of thine is no more worthy heaven, Oth. Peace, you were best. Emil. Thou hast not half the power to do me harm, As I have to be hurt. Ogull! O dolt ! As ignorant as dirt! thou hast done a deed, → I care not for thy sword; I'll make thee known, Though I lost twenty lives: - Help! help, ho! help! The Moor has kill'd my mistress; Murder! murder ! Enter MONTANO, GRATIANO, and IAGO. Mon. What is the matter! How now, general? Emil. O, are you come, Iago? you have done well, That men must lay their murders on your neck. Gra. What is the matter? Emil. Disprove this villain, if thou be'st a man : He says, thou told'st him that his wife was false: 8 villainy hath made mocks with love!] Villainy hath taken advantage to play upon the weakness of a violent passion, 9 Thou hast not half the power to do me harm, As I have to be hurt.] She means to say, power to endure more than thou hast power to inflict. - I have in this cause I know, thou didst not, thou'rt not such a villain; Iago. I told him what I thought; and told no more Than what he found himself was apt and true. Emil. But did you ever tell him, she was false? Emil. You told a lie; an odious, damned lie; She false with Cassio! - Did you say with Cassio? Iago. With Cassio, mistress; Go to, charm your tongue. Emil. I will not charm my tongue; I am bound to speak; My mistress here lies murder'd in her bed. All. O heavens forfend! Emil. And your reports have set the murder on. Mon. O monstrous act! Emil. Villainy, villainy, villainy!I think upon't, I think, I smell't; O villainy ! I thought so then;1- I'll kill myself for grief. O villainy, villainy ! Iago. What, are you mad? I charge you, get you home. Emil. Good gentlemen, let me have eave to speak; 'Tis proper I obey him, but not now: Perchance, Iago, I will ne'er go home. [Hanging over his Wife. That e'er did lift up eye. 1 I thought so then :] i. e. at the instant when she gave Desdemona's handkerchief to Iago; for even then Emilia appears to have suspected it was sought after for no honest purpose, and therefore asks her husband "What will you do with it ?" &c. 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. Gra. Poor Desdemona! I am glad thy father's dead: Oth. 'Tis pitiful: but yet Iago knows, With that recognizance and pledge of love My father gave my mother.. Emil. O heaven! O heavenly powers! Iago. Come, hold your peace. Emil. 'Twill out, 'twill out;-I hold my peace, sir? no; No, I will speak as liberal2 as the air; Let heaven, and men, and devils, let them all, Emil, Gra. I will not. [IAGO offers to stab his Wife. Fye! Your sword upon a woman? Emil. O thou dull Moor! that handherchief thou speak'st of, I found by fortune, and did give my husband; For often, with a solemn earnestness, 2 No, I will speak as liberal —] Liberal is free, under no control. |