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Actus Quartus. Scena Prima. [Act 4, Scene 1] Enter Othello, and Iago. Iago. Will you thinke so? Oth.
[2315]
Thinke so, Iago?
Iago. What, to kisse in priuate? Oth. An vnauthoriz'd kisse? Iago. Or to be naked with her Friend in bed, An houre, or more, not meaning any harme? Oth.
[2320]
Naked in bed ( Iago) and not meane harme? It is hypocrisie against the Diuell: They that meane vertuously, and yet do so, The Diuell their vertue tempts, and they tempt Heauen.
Iago. If they do nothing, 'tis a Veniall slip:
[2325]
But if I giue my wife a Handkerchiefe.
Oth. What then? Iago. Why then 'tis hers (my Lord) and being hers, She may (I thinke) bestow't on any man. Oth. She is Protectresse of her honor too:
[2330]
May she giue that?
Iago. Her honor is an Essence that's not seene, They haue it very oft, that haue it not. But for the Handkerchiefe. Othe. By heauen, I would most gladly haue forgot it:
[2335]
Thou saidst (oh, it comes ore my memorie, As doth the Rauen o're the infectious house: Boading to all) he had my Handkerchiefe.
Iago. I: what of that? Othe. That's not so good now. Iag.
[2340]
What if I had said, I had seene him do you wrong ? Or heard him say (as Knaues be such abroad, Who hauing by their owne importunate suit, Or voluntary dotage of some Mistris, Conuinced or supply'd them, cannot chuse
[2345]
But they must blab.)
Oth. Hath he said any thing? Iago. He hath (my Lord) but be you well assur'd, No more then he'le vn‑sweare. Oth. What hath he said? Iago.
[2350]
Why, that he did: I know not what he did.
Othe. What? What? Iago. Lye. Oth. With her? Iago. With her? On her: what you will. Othe.
[2355]

Lye with her ? lye on her? We say lye on her,

when they be‑lye‑her. Lye with her: that's fullsome:

Handkerchiefe: Confessions: Handkerchiefe. To con­

fesse, and be hang'd for his labour. First, to be hang'd,

and then to confesse: I tremble at it. Nature would not

[2360]

inuest her selfe in such shadowing passion, without some

I nstruction. It is not words that shakes me thus, (pish)

Noses, Eares, and Lippes: is't possible. Confesse? Hand­

kerchiefe? O diuell.

Falls in a Traunce. Iago. Worke on,
[2365]
My Medicine workes. Thus credulous Fooles are caught, And many worthy, and chast Dames euen thus, (All guiltlesse) meete reproach: what hoa? My Lord? My Lord, I say: Othello. Enter Cassio. How now C assio?
Cas.
[2370]
What's the matter?
Iago. My Lord is falne into an Epilepsie, This is his second Fit: he had one yesterday. Cas. Rub him about the Temples. Iago. The Lethargie must haue his quyet course:
[2375]
If not, he foames at mouth: and by and by Breakes out to sauage madnesse Looke, he stirres: Do you withdraw your selfe a little while, He will recouer straight: when he is gone I would on great occasion, speake with you.
[2380]
How is it Generall? Haue you not hurt your head?
Othe. Dost thou mocke me? Iago. I mocke you not, by Heauen: Would you would beare your Fortune like a Man. Othe. A Horned man's a Monster, and a Beast. Iago.
[2385]
Ther's many a Beast then in a populous Citty, And many a ciuill Monster.
Othe. Did he confesse it? Iago. Good Sir, be a man: Thinke euery bearded fellow that's but yoak'd
[2390]
May draw with you. There's Millions now aliue, That nightly lye in these vnproper beds, Which they dare Sweare peculiar. Your case is better. Oh, 'tis the spight of hell, the Fiends Arch‑mock, To lip a wanton in secure Cowch;
[2395]
And to suppose her chast. No, let me know, And knowing what I am, I know what she shallbe.
Oth. Oh, thou art wise: 'tis certaine. Iago. Stand you a while apart, Confine your selfe but in a patient List,
[2400]
Whil'st you were heere, o're‑whelmed with your griefe (A passion most resulting such a man) Cassio came hither. I shifted him away, And layd good scuses vpon your Extasie, Bad him anon returne: and heere speake with me,
[2405]
The which he promis'd. Do but encaue your selfe, And marke the Fleeres, the Gybes, and notable Scornes That dwell in euery Region of his face. For I will make him tell the Tale anew; WHere, how, how oft, how long ago, and when
[2410]
He hath, and is agine o cope your wife. I say, but marke his gesture: marry Patience, Or I shall say y'are all in all in Spleene, And nothing of a man.
Othe. Do'st thou heare, Iago,
[2415]
I will be found most cunning in my Patience: But (do'st thou heare) most bloody.
Iago. That's not amisse, But yet keepe time in all: will you withdraw? Now will I question Cassio of Bianca,
[2420]
A Huswife that by selling her desires Buyes her selfe Bread, and Cloath. It is a Creature That dotes on Cassio, (as 'tis the Strumpets plague To be‑guile many, and be be‑guil'd by one) He, when he heares of her, cannot restraine
[2425]
From the excesse of Laughter. Heere he comes. Enter Cassio. As he shall smile, Othello shall go mad: And his vnbookish Ielousie must conserue Poore Cassio's smiles, gestures, and light behauiours Quite in the wrong. How do you Lieutenant?
Cas.
[2430]
The worser, that you giue me the addition, Whose want euen killes me.
Iago. Ply Desdemona well, and you are sure on't: Now, if this Suit lay in Bianca's dowre, How quickely should you speed? Cas.
[2435]
Alas poore Caitiffe.
Oth. Looke how he laughes already. Iago. I neuer knew woman loue man so. Cas. Alas poore Rogue, I thinke indeed she loues me. Oth. Now he denies it faintly: and laughes it out. Iago.
[2440]
Do you heare Cassio?
Oth. Now he importunes him To tell it o're: go too, well said, well said. Iago. She giues it out, that you shall marry her. Do you intend it? Cas.
[2445]
Ha, ha, ha.
Oth. Do ye triumph, Romaine? do you triumph? Cas. I marry. What? A customer; prythee beare Some Charitie to my wit, do not thinke it So vnwholesome. Ha, ha, ha. Oth.
[2450]
So, so, so, so: they laugh, that winnes.
Iago. Why the cry goes, that you marry her. Cas. Prythee say true. Iago. I am a very Villaine else. Oth. Haue you scoar'd me? Well. Cas.
[2455]
This is the Monkeys owne giuing out: She is perswaded I will marry her Out of her owne loue & flattery, not out of my promise.
Oth. Iago becomes me: now he begins the story. Cassio.

She was heere euen now: she haunts me in e­

[2460]

uery place. I was the other day talking on the Sea­

banke with certaine Venetians, and thither comes the

Bauble, and falls me thus about my neck.

Oth.

Crying oh deere Cassio, as it were: his iesture im­

ports it.

Cassio.
[2465]
So hangs, and lolls, and weepes vpon me: So shakes, and pulls me. Ha, ha, ha.
Oth.

Now he tells how she pluckt him to my Cham­

ber: oh, I see that nose of yours, but not that dogge, I

shall throw it to.

Cassio.
[2470]

Well, I must leaue her companie.

Iago.

Before me: looke where she comes.

Enter Bianca. Cas.

'Tis such another Fitchew: marry a perfum'd one?

What do you meane by this haunting of me?

Bian.

Let the diuell, and his dam haunt you: what

[2475]

did you meane by that same Handkerchiefe, you gaue

me euen now ? I was a fine Foole to take it: I must take

out the worke? A likely piece of worke, that you should

finde it in your Chamber, and know not who left it there.

This is some Minxes token, & I must take out the worke?

[2480]

There, giue it your Hobbey‑horse, wheresoeuer you had

it, Ile take out no worke on't.

Cassio.

How now, my sweete Bianca?

How now? How now?

Othe. By Heauen, that should be my Handkerchiefe. Bian.
[2485]

If you'le come to supper to night you may, if

you will not, come when you are next prepar'd for.

Exit Iago.

After her: after her.

Cas.

I must, shee'l rayle in the streets else.

Iago.

Will you sup there?

Cassio.
[2490]

Yes, I intend so.

Iago.

Well, I may chance to see you: for I would ve­

ry faine speake with you.

Cas.

Prythee come: will you?

Iago.

Go too; say no more.

Oth.
[2495]

How shall I murther him, Iago.

Iago.

Did you perceiue how he laugh'd at his vice?

Oth.

Oh, Iago.

Iago.

And did you see the Handkerchiefe?

Oth.

Was that mine?

Iago.
[2500]

Yours by this hand: and to see how he prizes

the foolish woman your wife: she gaue it him, and he

hath giu'n it his whore.

Oth. I would haue him nine yeeres a killing: A fine woman, a faire woman, a sweete woman? Iago.
[2505]

Nay, you must forget that.

Othello.

I, let her rot and perish, and be damn'd to

night, for she shall not liue. No, my heart is turn'd to

stone: I strike it, and it hurts my hand. Oh, the world

hath not a sweeter Creature: she might lye by an Em­

[2510]

perours side, and command him Taskes.

Iago.

Nay, that's not your way.

Othe.

Hang her, I do but say what she is: so delicate

with her Needle: an admirable Musitian. Oh she will

sing the Sauagenesse out of a Beare: of so high and plen­

[2515]

teous wit, and inuention ?

Iago.

She's the worse for all this.

Othe.

Oh, a thousand, a thousand times:

And then of so gentle a condition?

Iago.

I too gentle.

Othe.
[2520]

Nay that's certaine:

But yet the pitty of it, Iago: oh Iago, the pitty of it

Iago.

Iago.

If you are so fond ouer her iniquitie: giue her

pattent to offend, for if it touch not you, it comes neere

[2525]

no body.

Oth.

I will chop her into Messes: Cuckold me ?

Iago.

Oh, 'tis foule in her.

Oth.

With mine Officer?

Iago.

That's fouler.

Othe.
[2530]

Get me some poyson, Iago, this night. Ile not

expostulate with her: least her body and beautie vnpro­

uide my mind againe: this night Iago.

Iago.

Do it not with poyson, strangle her in her bed,

Euen the bed she hath contaminated.

Oth.
[2535]
Good, good: The Iustice of it pleases: very good.
Iago. And for Cassio, let me be his vndertaker: You shall heare more by midnight. Enter Lodouico, Desdemona, and Attendants. Othe. Excellent good: What Trumpet is that same? Iago.
[2540]
I warrant something from Venice, 'Tis Lodouico, this, comes from the Duke. See, your wife's with him.
Lodo. Saue you worthy Generall. Othe. With all my heart Sir. Lod.
[2545]
The Duke, and the Senators of Venice greet you.
Othe. I kisse the Instrument of their pleasures. Des. And what's the newes, good cozen Lodouico? Iago. I am very glad to see you Signior: Welcome to Cyprus. Lod.
[2550]
I thanke you: how do's Lieutenant Cassio?
Iago. Liues Sir, Des. Cozen, there's falne betweene him, & my Lord, An vnkind breach: but you shall make all well. Othe. Are you sure of that? Des.
[2555]
My Lord?
Othe. This faile you not to do, as you will⸺ Lod. He did not call: he's busie in the paper, Is there deuision 'twixt my Lord, and Cassio? Des. A most vnhappy one: I would do much
[2560]
T'attone them, for the loue I beare to Cassio.
Oth. Fire, and brimestone. Des. My Lord. Oth. Are you wise? Des. What is he angrie? Lod.
[2565]
May be th Letter mou'd him. For as I thinke, they do command him home, Deputing Cassio in his Gouernment.
Des. Trust me, I am glad on't. Othe. Indeed? Des.
[2570]
My Lord?
Othe. I am glad to see you mad. Des. Why, sweete Othello? Othe. Diuell. Des. I haue not deseru'd this. Lod.
[2575]
My Lord, this would not be beleeu'd in Venice, Though I should sweare I saw't. 'Tis very much, Make her amends: she weepes.
Othe. Oh diuell, diuell: If that the Earth could teeme with womans teares,
[2580]
Each drop she falls, would proue a Crocodile: Out of my sight.
Des. I will not stay to offend you. Lod. Truely obedient Lady: I do beseech your Lordship call her backe. Othe.
[2585]
Mistris.
Des. My Lord. Othe. What would you with her, Sir? Lod. Who I, my Lord ? Othe. I, you did wish, that I would make her turne:
[2590]
Sir, she can turne, and turne: and yet go on And turne againe. And she can weepe, Sir, weepe. And she's obedient: as you say obedient. Very obedient: proceed you in your teares. Concerning this Sir, (oh well‑painted passion)
[2595]
I am commanded home: get you away: Ile send for you anon. Sir I obey the Mandate, And will returne to Venice. Hence, auaunt: Cassio shall haue my Place. And Sir, to night I do entreat, that we may sup together.
[2600]
You are welcome Sir to Cyprus. Goates, and Monkeys.
Exit. Lod. Is this the Noble Moore, whom our full Senate Call all in all sufficient? Is this the Nature Whom Passion could not shake? Whose solid virtue
[2605]
The shot of Accident, nor dart of Chance Could neither graze, nor pierce?
Iago. He is much chang'd. Lod. Are his wits safe? Is he not light of Braine? Iago. He's that he is: I may not breath my censure.
[2610]
What he might be: if what he might, he is not, I would to heauen he were.
Lod. What? Strike his wife? Iago. 'Faith that was not so well: yet would I knew That stroke would proue the worst. Lod.
[2615]
Is it his vse? Or did the Letters, worke vpon his blood, And new create his fault ?
Iago. Alas, alas: It is not honestie in me to speake
[2620]
What I haue seene, and knowne. You shall obserue him, And his owne courses will deonte denote him so, That I may saue my speech: do but go after And marke how he continues.
Lod. I am sorry that I am deceiu'd in him. Exeunt.
 

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   <head type="supplied">[Act 4, Scene 1]</head>
   <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Othello, and Iago.</stage>
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      <l n="2314">Will you thinke so?</l>
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      <l n="2316">What, to kisse in priuate?</l>
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      <l n="2317">An vnauthoriz'd kisse?</l>
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      <l n="2318">Or to be naked with her Friend in bed,</l>
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      <l n="2321">It is hypocrisie against the Diuell:</l>
      <l n="2322">They that meane vertuously, and yet do so,</l>
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      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2324">If they do nothing, 'tis a Veniall slip:</l>
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      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <l n="2326">What then?</l>
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      <l n="2327">Why then 'tis hers (my Lord) and being hers,</l>
      <l n="2328">She may (I thinke) bestow't on any man.</l>
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   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <l n="2329">She is Protectresse of her honor too:</l>
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      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2331">Her honor is an Essence that's not seene,</l>
      <l n="2332">They haue it very oft, that haue it not.</l>
      <l n="2333">But for the Handkerchiefe.</l>
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      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <l n="2334">By heauen, I would most gladly haue forgot it:</l>
      <l n="2335">Thou saidst (oh, it comes ore my memorie,</l>
      <l n="2336">As doth the Rauen o're the infectious house:</l>
      <l n="2337">Boading to all) he had my Handkerchiefe.</l>
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   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2338">I: what of that?</l>
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   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <l n="2339">That's not so good now.</l>
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      <l n="2341">Or heard him say (as Knaues be such abroad,</l>
      <l n="2342">Who hauing by their owne importunate suit,</l>
      <l n="2343">Or voluntary dotage of some Mistris,</l>
      <l n="2344">Conuinced or supply'd them, cannot chuse</l>
      <l n="2345">But they must blab.)</l>
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   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <l n="2346">Hath he said any thing?</l>
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   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2347">He hath (my Lord) but be you well assur'd,</l>
      <l n="2348">No more then he'le vn‑sweare.</l>
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   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <l n="2349">What hath he said?</l>
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   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2350">Why, that he did: I know not what he did.</l>
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   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <l n="2351">What? What?</l>
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   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2352">Lye.</l>
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   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <l n="2353">With her?</l>
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   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2354">With her? On her: what you will.</l>
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   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <p n="2355">Lye with her<c rend="italic">?</c>lye on her? We say lye on her,
      <lb n="2356"/>when they be‑lye‑her. Lye with her: that's fullsome:
      <lb n="2357"/>Handkerchiefe: Confessions: Handkerchiefe. To con­
      <lb n="2358"/>fesse, and be hang'd for his labour. First, to be hang'd,
      <lb n="2359"/>and then to confesse: I tremble at it. Nature would not
      <lb n="2360"/>inuest her selfe in such shadowing passion, without some
      <lb n="2361"/>I<c rend="inverted">n</c>struction. It is not words that shakes me thus, (pish)
      <lb n="2362"/>Noses, Eares, and Lippes: is't possible. Confesse? Hand­
      <lb n="2363"/>kerchiefe? O diuell.</p>
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   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="business">Falls in a Traunce.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2364">Worke on,</l>
      <l n="2365">My Medicine workes. Thus credulous Fooles are caught,</l>
      <l n="2366">And many worthy, and chast Dames euen thus,</l>
      <l n="2367">(All guiltlesse) meete reproach: what hoa? My Lord?</l>
      <l n="2368">My Lord, I say:<hi rend="italic">Othello</hi>.</l>
      <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Cassio.</stage>
      <l n="2369">How now<hi rend="italic">C<c rend="inverted">a</c>ssio?</hi>
      </l>
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   <sp who="#F-oth-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cas.</speaker>
      <l n="2370">What's the matter?</l>
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   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2371">My Lord is falne into an Epilepsie,</l>
      <l n="2372">This is his second Fit: he had one yesterday.</l>
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   <sp who="#F-oth-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cas.</speaker>
      <l n="2373">Rub him about the Temples.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2374">The Lethargie must haue his quyet course:</l>
      <l n="2375">If not, he foames at mouth: and by and by</l>
      <l n="2376">Breakes out to sauage madnesse Looke, he stirres:</l>
      <l n="2377">Do you withdraw your selfe a little while,</l>
      <l n="2378">He will recouer straight: when he is gone</l>
      <l n="2379">I would on great occasion, speake with you.</l>
      <l n="2380">How is it Generall? Haue you not hurt your head?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <l n="2381">Dost thou mocke me?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2382">I mocke you not, by Heauen:</l>
      <l n="2383">Would you would beare your Fortune like a Man.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <l n="2384">A Horned man's a Monster, and a Beast.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2385">Ther's many a Beast then in a populous Citty,</l>
      <l n="2386">And many a ciuill Monster.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <l n="2387">Did he confesse it?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2388">Good Sir, be a man:</l>
      <l n="2389">Thinke euery bearded fellow that's but yoak'd</l>
      <l n="2390">May draw with you. There's Millions now aliue,</l>
      <l n="2391">That nightly lye in these vnproper beds,</l>
      <l n="2392">Which they dare Sweare peculiar. Your case is better.</l>
      <l n="2393">Oh, 'tis the spight of hell, the Fiends Arch‑mock,</l>
      <l n="2394">To lip a wanton in secure Cowch;</l>
      <cb n="2"/>
      <l n="2395">And to suppose her chast. No, let me know,</l>
      <l n="2396">And knowing what I am, I know what she shallbe.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <l n="2397">Oh, thou art wise: 'tis certaine.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2398">Stand you a while apart,</l>
      <l n="2399">Confine your selfe but in a patient List,</l>
      <l n="2400">Whil'st you were heere, o're‑whelmed with your griefe</l>
      <l n="2401">(A passion most resulting such a man)</l>
      <l n="2402">
         <hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>came hither. I shifted him away,</l>
      <l n="2403">And layd good scuses vpon your Extasie,</l>
      <l n="2404">Bad him anon returne: and heere speake with me,</l>
      <l n="2405">The which he promis'd. Do but encaue your selfe,</l>
      <l n="2406">And marke the Fleeres, the Gybes, and notable Scornes</l>
      <l n="2407">That dwell in euery Region of his face.</l>
      <l n="2408">For I will make him tell the Tale anew;</l>
      <l n="2409">WHere, how, how oft, how long ago, and when</l>
      <l n="2410">He hath, and is agine<gap extent="1"
              unit="chars"
              reason="illegible"
              agent="inkBlot"
              resp="#ES"/>o cope your wife.</l>
      <l n="2411">I say, but marke his gesture: marry Patience,</l>
      <l n="2412">Or I shall say y'are all in all in Spleene,</l>
      <l n="2413">And nothing of a man.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <l n="2414">Do'st thou heare,<hi rend="italic">Iago</hi>,</l>
      <l n="2415">I will be found most cunning in my Patience:</l>
      <l n="2416">But (do'st thou heare) most bloody.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2417">That's not amisse,</l>
      <l n="2418">But yet keepe time in all: will you withdraw?</l>
      <l n="2419">Now will I question<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>of<hi rend="italic">Bianca</hi>,</l>
      <l n="2420">A Huswife that by selling her desires</l>
      <l n="2421">Buyes her selfe Bread, and Cloath. It is a Creature</l>
      <l n="2422">That dotes on<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>, (as 'tis the Strumpets plague</l>
      <l n="2423">To be‑guile many, and be be‑guil'd by one)</l>
      <l n="2424">He, when he heares of her, cannot restraine</l>
      <l n="2425">From the excesse of Laughter. Heere he comes.</l>
      <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Cassio.</stage>
      <l n="2426">As he shall smile,<hi rend="italic">Othello</hi>shall go mad:</l>
      <l n="2427">And his vnbookish Ielousie must conserue</l>
      <l n="2428">Poore<hi rend="italic">Cassio's</hi>smiles, gestures, and light behauiours</l>
      <l n="2429">Quite in the wrong. How do you Lieutenant?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cas.</speaker>
      <l n="2430">The worser, that you giue me the addition,</l>
      <l n="2431">Whose want euen killes me.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2432">Ply<hi rend="italic">Desdemona</hi>well, and you are sure on't:</l>
      <l n="2433">Now, if this Suit lay in<hi rend="italic">Bianca's</hi>dowre,</l>
      <l n="2434">How quickely should you speed?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cas.</speaker>
      <l n="2435">Alas poore Caitiffe.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <l n="2436">Looke how he laughes already.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2437">I neuer knew woman loue man so.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cas.</speaker>
      <l n="2438">Alas poore Rogue, I thinke indeed she loues me.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <l n="2439">Now he denies it faintly: and laughes it out.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2440">Do you heare<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <l n="2441">Now he importunes him</l>
      <l n="2442">To tell it o're: go too, well said, well said.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2443">She giues it out, that you shall marry her.</l>
      <l n="2444">Do you intend it?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cas.</speaker>
      <l n="2445">Ha, ha, ha.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <l n="2446">Do ye triumph, Romaine? do you triumph?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cas.</speaker>
      <l n="2447">I marry. What? A customer; prythee beare</l>
      <l n="2448">Some Charitie to my wit, do not thinke it</l>
      <l n="2449">So vnwholesome. Ha, ha, ha.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <l n="2450">So, so, so, so: they laugh, that winnes.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2451">Why the cry goes, that you marry her.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cas.</speaker>
      <l n="2452">Prythee say true.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2453">I am a very Villaine else.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <l n="2454">Haue you scoar'd me? Well.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cas.</speaker>
      <l n="2455">This is the Monkeys owne giuing out:</l>
      <l n="2456">She is perswaded I will marry her</l>
      <l n="2457">Out of her owne loue &amp; flattery, not out of my promise.</l>
   </sp>
   <pb facs="FFimg:axc0840-0.jpg" n="330"/>
   <cb n="1"/>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <l n="2458">
         <hi rend="italic">Iago</hi>becomes me: now he begins the story.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cassio.</speaker>
      <p n="2459">She was heere euen now: she haunts me in e­
      <lb n="2460"/>uery place. I was the other day talking on the Sea­
      <lb n="2461"/>banke with certaine Venetians, and thither comes the
      <lb n="2462"/>Bauble, and falls me thus about my neck.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <p n="2463">Crying oh deere<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>, as it were: his iesture im­
      <lb n="2464"/>ports it.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cassio.</speaker>
      <l n="2465">So hangs, and lolls, and weepes vpon me:</l>
      <l n="2466">So shakes, and pulls me. Ha, ha, ha.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <p n="2467">Now he tells how she pluckt him to my Cham­
      <lb n="2468"/>ber: oh, I see that nose of yours, but not that dogge, I
      <lb n="2469"/>shall throw it to.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cassio.</speaker>
      <p n="2470">Well, I must leaue her companie.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <p n="2471">Before me: looke where she comes.</p>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Bianca.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-oth-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cas.</speaker>
      <p n="2472">'Tis such another Fitchew: marry a perfum'd one?
      <lb n="2473"/>What do you meane by this haunting of me?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-bia">
      <speaker rend="italic">Bian.</speaker>
      <p n="2474">Let the diuell, and his dam haunt you: what
      <lb n="2475"/>did you meane by that same Handkerchiefe, you gaue
      <lb n="2476"/>me euen now<c rend="italic">?</c>I was a fine Foole to take it: I must take
      <lb n="2477"/>out the worke? A likely piece of worke, that you should
      <lb n="2478"/>finde it in your Chamber, and know not who left it there.
      <lb n="2479"/>This is some Minxes token, &amp; I must take out the worke?
      <lb n="2480"/>There, giue it your Hobbey‑horse, wheresoeuer you had
      <lb n="2481"/>it, Ile take out no worke on't.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cassio.</speaker>
      <p n="2482">How now, my sweete<hi rend="italic">Bianca</hi>?
      <lb n="2483"/>How now? How now?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <l n="2484">By Heauen, that should be my Handkerchiefe.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-bia">
      <speaker rend="italic">Bian.</speaker>
      <p n="2485">If you'le come to supper to night you may, if
      <lb n="2486"/>you will not, come when you are next prepar'd for.</p>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit</stage>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <p n="2487">After her: after her.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cas.</speaker>
      <p n="2488">I must, shee'l rayle in the streets else.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <p n="2489">Will you sup there?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cassio.</speaker>
      <p n="2490">Yes, I intend so.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <p n="2491">Well, I may chance to see you: for I would ve­
      <lb n="2492"/>ry faine speake with you.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cas.</speaker>
      <p n="2493">Prythee come: will you?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <p n="2494">Go too; say no more.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <p n="2495">How shall I murther him,<hi rend="italic">Iago</hi>.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <p n="2496">Did you perceiue how he laugh'd at his vice?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <p n="2497">Oh,<hi rend="italic">Iago</hi>.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <p n="2498">And did you see the Handkerchiefe?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <p n="2499">Was that mine?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <p n="2500">Yours by this hand: and to see how he prizes
      <lb n="2501"/>the foolish woman your wife: she gaue it him,<gap extent="1"
              unit="chars"
              reason="nonstandardCharacter"
              agent="inkedSpacemarker"
              resp="#ES"/>and he
      <lb n="2502"/>hath giu'n it his whore.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <l n="2503">I would haue him nine yeeres a killing:</l>
      <l n="2504">A fine woman, a faire woman, a sweete woman?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <p n="2505">Nay, you must forget that.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othello.</speaker>
      <p n="2506">I, let her rot and perish, and be damn'd to
      <lb n="2507"/>night, for she shall not liue. No, my heart is turn'd to
      <lb n="2508"/>stone: I strike it, and it hurts my hand. Oh, the world
      <lb n="2509"/>hath not a sweeter Creature: she might lye by an Em­
      <lb n="2510"/>perours side, and command him Taskes.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <p n="2511">Nay, that's not your way.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <p n="2512">Hang her, I do but say what she is: so delicate
      <lb n="2513"/>with her Needle: an admirable Musitian. Oh she will
      <lb n="2514"/>sing the Sauagenesse out of a Beare: of so high and plen­
      <lb n="2515"/>teous wit, and inuention<c rend="italic">?</c>
      </p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <p n="2516">She's the worse for all this.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <p n="2517">Oh, a thousand, a thousand times:
      <lb n="2518"/>And then of so gentle a condition?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <p n="2519">I too gentle.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <p n="2520">Nay that's certaine:</p>
      <p n="2521">But yet the pitty of it,<hi rend="italic">Iago</hi>: oh<hi rend="italic">Iago</hi>, the pitty of it<cb n="2"/>
         
      <lb n="2522"/>
         <hi rend="italic">Iago</hi>.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <p n="2523">If you are so fond ouer her iniquitie: giue her
      <lb n="2524"/>pattent to offend, for if it touch not you, it comes neere
      <lb n="2525"/>no body.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <p n="2526">I will chop her into Messes: Cuckold me<c rend="italic">?</c>
      </p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <p n="2527">Oh, 'tis foule in her.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <p n="2528">With mine Officer?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <p n="2529">That's fouler.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <p n="2530">Get me some poyson,<hi rend="italic">Iago</hi>, this night. Ile not
      <lb n="2531"/>expostulate with her: least her body and beautie vnpro­
      <lb n="2532"/>uide my mind againe: this night<hi rend="italic">Iago</hi>.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <p n="2533">Do it not with poyson, strangle her in her bed,
      <lb n="2534"/>Euen the bed she hath contaminated.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <l n="2535">Good, good:</l>
      <l n="2536">The Iustice of it pleases: very good.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2537">And for<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>, let me be his vndertaker:</l>
      <l n="2538">You shall heare more by midnight.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Lodouico, Desdemona, and Attendants.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <l n="2539">Excellent good: What Trumpet is that same?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2540">I warrant something from Venice,</l>
      <l n="2541">'Tis<hi rend="italic">Lodouico</hi>, this, comes from the Duke.</l>
      <l n="2542">See, your wife's with him.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-lod">
      <speaker rend="italic">Lodo.</speaker>
      <l n="2543">Saue you worthy Generall.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <l n="2544">With all my heart Sir.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-lod">
      <speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
      <l n="2545">The Duke, and the Senators of Venice greet you.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <l n="2546">I kisse the Instrument of their pleasures.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-des">
      <speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
      <l n="2547">And what's the newes, good cozen<hi rend="italic">Lodouico</hi>?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2548">I am very glad to see you Signior:</l>
      <l n="2549">Welcome to Cyprus.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-lod">
      <speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
      <l n="2550">I thanke you: how do's Lieutenant<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2551">Liues Sir,</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-des">
      <speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
      <l n="2552">Cozen, there's falne betweene him, &amp; my Lord,</l>
      <l n="2553">An vnkind breach: but you shall make all well.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <l n="2554">Are you sure of that?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-des">
      <speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
      <l n="2555">My Lord?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <l n="2556">This faile you not to do, as you will⸺</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-lod">
      <speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
      <l n="2557">He did not call: he's busie in the paper,</l>
      <l n="2558">Is there deuision 'twixt my Lord, and<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-des">
      <speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
      <l n="2559">A most vnhappy one: I would do much</l>
      <l n="2560">T'attone<gap extent="1"
              unit="chars"
              reason="nonstandardCharacter"
              agent="inkedSpacemarker"
              resp="#ES"/>them, for the loue I beare to<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <l n="2561">Fire, and brimestone.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-des">
      <speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
      <l n="2562">My Lord.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
      <l n="2563">Are you wise?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-des">
      <speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
      <l n="2564">What is he angrie?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-lod">
      <speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
      <l n="2565">May be th Letter mou'd him.</l>
      <l n="2566">For as I thinke, they do command him home,</l>
      <l n="2567">Deputing<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>in his Gouernment.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-des">
      <speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
      <l n="2568">Trust me, I am glad on't.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <l n="2569">Indeed?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-des">
      <speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
      <l n="2570">My Lord?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <l n="2571">I am glad to see you mad.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-des">
      <speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
      <l n="2572">Why, sweete<hi rend="italic">Othello</hi>?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <l n="2573">Diuell.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-des">
      <speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
      <l n="2574">I haue not deseru'd this.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-lod">
      <speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
      <l n="2575">My Lord, this would not be beleeu'd in Venice,</l>
      <l n="2576">Though I should sweare I saw't. 'Tis very much,</l>
      <l n="2577">Make her amends: she weepes.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <l n="2578">Oh diuell, diuell:</l>
      <l n="2579">If that the Earth could teeme with womans teares,</l>
      <l n="2580">Each drop she falls, would proue a Crocodile:</l>
      <l n="2581">Out of my sight.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-des">
      <speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
      <l n="2582">I will not stay to offend you.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-lod">
      <speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
      <l n="2583">Truely obedient Lady:</l>
      <l n="2584">I do beseech your Lordship call her backe.</l>
   </sp>
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   <cb n="1"/>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <l n="2585">Mistris.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-des">
      <speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
      <l n="2586">My Lord.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <l n="2587">What would you with her, Sir?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-lod">
      <speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
      <l n="2588">Who I, my Lord<c rend="italic">?</c>
      </l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-oth">
      <speaker rend="italic">Othe.</speaker>
      <l n="2589">I, you did wish, that I would make her turne:</l>
      <l n="2590">Sir, she can turne, and turne: and yet go on</l>
      <l n="2591">And turne againe. And she can weepe, Sir, weepe.</l>
      <l n="2592">And she's obedient: as you say obedient.</l>
      <l n="2593">Very obedient: proceed you in your teares.</l>
      <l n="2594">Concerning this Sir, (oh well‑painted passion)</l>
      <l n="2595">I am commanded home: get you away:</l>
      <l n="2596">Ile send for you anon. Sir I obey the Mandate,</l>
      <l n="2597">And will returne to Venice. Hence, auaunt:</l>
      <l n="2598">
         <hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>shall haue my Place. And Sir, to night</l>
      <l n="2599">I do entreat, that we may sup together.</l>
      <l n="2600">You are welcome Sir to Cyprus.</l>
      <l n="2601">Goates, and Monkeys.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-oth-lod">
      <speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
      <l n="2602">Is this the Noble Moore, whom our full Senate</l>
      <l n="2603">Call all in all sufficient? Is this the Nature</l>
      <l n="2604">Whom Passion could not shake? Whose solid virtue</l>
      <l n="2605">The shot of Accident, nor dart of Chance</l>
      <l n="2606">Could neither graze, nor pierce?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2607">He is much chang'd.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-lod">
      <speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
      <l n="2608">Are his wits safe? Is he not light of Braine?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2609">He's that he is: I may not breath my censure.</l>
      <l n="2610">What he might be: if what he might, he is not,</l>
      <l n="2611">I would to heauen he were.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-lod">
      <speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
      <l n="2612">What? Strike his wife?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2613">'Faith that was not so well: yet would I knew</l>
      <l n="2614">That stroke would proue the worst.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-lod">
      <speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
      <l n="2615">Is it his vse?</l>
      <l n="2616">Or did the Letters, worke vpon his blood,</l>
      <l n="2617">And new create his fault<c rend="italic">?</c>
      </l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-iag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
      <l n="2618">Alas, alas:</l>
      <l n="2619">It is not honestie in me to speake</l>
      <l n="2620">What I haue seene, and knowne. You shall obserue him,</l>
      <l n="2621">And his owne courses will<choice>
            <orig>deonte</orig>
            <corr>denote</corr>
         </choice>him so,</l>
      <l n="2622">That I may saue my speech: do but go after</l>
      <l n="2623">And marke how he continues.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-oth-lod">
      <speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
      <l n="2624">I am sorry that I am deceiu'd in him.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exeunt.</stage>
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