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Des. My lord !
[Striking her. Des. I have not deserved this.
[Venice, Lod. My lord, this would not be believed in Though I should swear I saw't. 'Tis very much; Make her amends, she weeps.
Oth. Oh devil, devil! If that the earth could teem with woman's tears, Each drop she falls would prove a crocodile; (70) Out of my sight.
Des. I will not stay t' offend you. [Going
Lod. Truly, an obedient lady:
Oth. Ay; you didwish that I would make her turn;
(70) Compare this passage with that in Hamlet to which fig. 75 applies, as it regards the same likeness to a crocodile in the moon.
Very obedient-proceed you
in Concerning this, sir,---oh well-painted passion !-I am commanded home--get you away, I'll send for you anon,--sir, I obey the mandate, And will return to Venice.--Ilence, avant !
[Erit Des. Cassio shall bave my place. And, sir, to-night I do intreat that we may sup together. You are welcome, sir, to CyprusGoats and monkeys.
[E.rit. Manent Lodovico and LAGO. Lod. Is this the noble Moor, whom our full senate Call all-in-all sufficient? this the Nature Which passion could not shake? whose solid virtue The shot of accident, nor dart of change, Could neither race nor pierce?
Iago. He is much changed. Lod. Are his wits safe? is he not light of brain? lago. He's what he is; I may not breathe my
censure. What he might be, if what he might he is not, I would to Heaven he were !
Lod. What, strike his wife!
Iago. ’Faith, that was not so well; yet 'would That stroke would prove the worst. [I knew.
Lod. Is it his use?
lago. Alas, alas ! It is not honesty in me to speak
[him, What I have seen and known. You shall observe 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'm sorry that I am deceived in him.
[Exeunt. SCENE changes to an Apartment in the Palace.
Enter OTHELLO and ÆMILIA. Oth. You have seen nothing then ? Æmil. Nor ever heard, nor ever did suspect. Oth. Yes, you have seen Cassio and her together. Æmil. But then I saw no harm; and then I
heard Each syllable that breath made up between them.
Oth. What? did they never whisper ?
[nothing? Oth. That's strange!
Æmil. I durst, my lord, to wager she is honest, Lay down my soul at stake : if
think other, Remove your thought, it doth abuse your bosom, If any wretch hath put this in your head,
Let Heaven requite it with the serpent's curse!
yet she'll kneel, and pray: I've seen her do't.
Enter DESDEMONA and ÆMILIA.
Oth. Some of your function, mistress;
[Exit Æmilia. Des. Upon my knee, what doth your speech I understand a fury in your words, [import? But not your words. Oth. Why? what art thou?
[wife : Des. Your wife, my lord; your true and loyal Oth. Come, swear it; damn thyself; lest, being Of Heaven, the devils themselves should fear to seize thee.
[honest. Therefore be double-damned; swear thou art
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. Ah, Desdemona ! away, away, away-
Des. Alas, the heavy day! why do you weep.?
Oth. Had it pleased Heaven
(71) Steep'd me in poverty, and beggar in his drink. Othello's prototype has, in fact, somewhat the appearance of being clothed in the rags of a pauper.