Willough,
Willough,
Willough.
Othello's brest,
Othellogo?
Desdemon! dead
Desdemon: dead. Oh, oh!
with Officers.
Othello:heere I am.
Othello, that was once so good,
Cassio's death.
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<head rend="italic center">scœna Secunda.</head>
<head type="supplied">[Act 5, Scene 2]</head>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Othello, and Desdemona in her bed.</stage>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3157">It is the Cause, it is the Cause (my Soule)</l>
<l n="3158">Let me not name it to you, you chaste Starres,</l>
<l n="3159">It is the Cause. Yet Ile not shed her blood,</l>
<l n="3160">Nor scarre that whiter skin of hers, then Snow,</l>
<l n="3161">And smooth as Monumentall Alablaster:</l>
<l n="3162">Yet she must dye, else shee'l betray more men:</l>
<l n="3163">Put out the Light, and then put out the Light:</l>
<l n="3164">If I quench thee, thou flaming Minister,</l>
<l n="3165">I can againe thy former light restore,</l>
<l n="3166">Should I repent me. But once put out thy Light,</l>
<l n="3167">Thou cunning'st Patterne of excelling Nature,</l>
<l n="3168">I know not where is that<hi rend="italic">Promethe<gap extent="1"
unit="chars"
reason="illegible"
agent="uninkedType"
resp="#ES"/>n</hi>heate</l>
<l n="3169">That can thy Light re‑Lume.</l>
<l n="3170">When I haue pluck'd thy Rose,</l>
<l n="3171">I ca<gap extent="2"
unit="chars"
reason="absent"
agent="hole"
resp="#ES"/>ot giue it vitall growth againe,</l>
<l n="3172">It needs must wither. Ile smell thee on the Tree.</l>
<l n="3173">Oh Balmy breath, that dost almost perswade</l>
<l n="3174">Iustice to breake her Sword. One more, one more:</l>
<l n="3175">Be thus when thou art dead, and I will kill thee,</l>
<l n="3176">And loue thee after. One more, and that's the last.</l>
<l n="3177">So sweet, was ne're so fatall. I must weepe,</l>
<l n="3178">But they are cruell Teares: This sorrow's heauenly,</l>
<l n="3179">It strikes, where it doth loue. She wakes.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3180">Who's there<c rend="italic">?</c>
<hi rend="italic">Othello</hi>?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Othel.</speaker>
<l n="3181">I<hi rend="italic">Desdemona</hi>.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3182">Will you come to bed, my Lord?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3183">Haue you pray'd to night,<hi rend="italic">Desdemon</hi>?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3184">I my Lord.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3185">If you bethinke your selfe of any Crime</l>
<l n="3186">Vnreconcil'd as yet to Heauen, and Grace,</l>
<l n="3187">Solicite for it straight.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3188">Alacke, my Lord,</l>
<l n="3189">What may you meane by that?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3190">Well, do it, and be breefe, I will walke by:</l>
<l n="3191">I would not kill thy vnprepared Spirit,</l>
<l n="3192">No, Heauens fore‑fend) I would not kill thy Soule.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3193">Talke you of killing?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3194">I, I do.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3195">Then Heauen haue mercy on mee.</l>
</sp>
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<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3196">Amen, with all my heart.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3197">If you say, I hope you will not kill me.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3198">Humh.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3199">And yet I feare you: for you're fatall then</l>
<l n="3200">When your eyes rowle so.</l>
<l n="3201">Why I should feare, I know not,</l>
<l n="3202">Since guiltinesse I know not: But yet I feele I feare.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3203">Thinke on thy sinnes.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3204">They are Loues I beare to you.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3205">I, and for that thou dy'st.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3206">That death's vnnaturall, that kils for louing.</l>
<l n="3207">Alas, why gnaw you so your nether‑lip?</l>
<l n="3208">Some bloody passion shakes your very Frame:</l>
<l n="3209">These are portents: but yet I hope, I hope,</l>
<l n="3210">They do not point on me.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3211">Peace, and be still.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3212">I will so: What's the matter?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3213">That Handkerchiefe</l>
<l n="3214">Which I so lou'd, and gaue thee, thou gau'st to<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3215">No by my Life, and Soule: send for the man,</l>
<l n="3216">And aske him.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3217">Sweet Soule, take heed, take heed of Periury,</l>
<l n="3218">Thou art on thy death‑bed.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3219">I, but not yet to dye.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3220">Presently.</l>
<l n="3221">Therefore confesse thee freely of thy sinne:</l>
<l n="3222">For to deny each Article with Oath,</l>
<l n="3223">Cannot remoue, nor choake the strong Conception</l>
<l n="3224">That I do grone withall. Thou art to dye.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3225">O Heauen haue mercy on me.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3226">I say, Amen.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3227">And haue you mercy too. I neuer did</l>
<l n="3228">Offend you in my life: neuer lou'd<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>,</l>
<l n="3229">But with such generall warrantie of Heauen,</l>
<l n="3230">As I might loue. I neuer gaue him Token.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3231">By Heauen I saw my Handkerchiefe in's hand.</l>
<l n="3232">O periur'd woman, thou do'st stone my heart,</l>
<l n="3233">And makes me call, what I intend to do,</l>
<l n="3234">A Murther, which I thought a Sacrifice.</l>
<l n="3235">I saw the Handkerchiefe.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3236">He found it then:</l>
<l n="3237">I neuer gaue it him: Send, for him hither:</l>
<l n="3238">Let him confesse a truth.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3239">He hath confest.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3240">What, my Lord?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3241">That he hath vs'd thee.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3242">How? vnlawfully<c rend="italic">?</c>
</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3243">I.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3244">He will not say so.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3245">No: his mouth is stopp'd:</l>
<l n="3246">Honest<hi rend="italic">Iago</hi>hath 'tane order for't.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3247">Oh, my feare interprets. What is he dead?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3248">Had all his haires bin liues, my great Reuenge</l>
<l n="3249">Had stomacke for them all.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3250">Alas, he is betray'd, and I vndone.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3251">Out Strumpet: weep'st thou for him to my face?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3252">O banish me, my Lord, but kill me not.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3253">Downe Strumpet.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3254">Kill me to morrow, let me liue to night.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3255">Nay, if you striue.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3256">But halfe an houre.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3257">Being done, there is no pawse.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3258">But while I say one prayer.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3259">It is too late.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="business">Smothers her.</stage>
<stage rend="italic center" type="business">Æmilia at the doore.</stage>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3260">My Lord, my Lord? What hoa?</l>
<cb n="2"/>
<l n="3261">My Lord, my Lord.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3262">What noise is this? Not dead? not yet quite dead?</l>
<l n="3263">I that am cruell, am yet mercifull,</l>
<l n="3264">I would not haue thee linger in thy paine?</l>
<l n="3265">So, so.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<stage rend="italic inline" type="business">within.</stage>
<l n="3266">What hoa? my Lord, my Lord?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3267">Who's there?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3268">Oh good my Lord, I would speake a word
<lb/>with you.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3269">Yes: 'Tis<hi rend="italic">Æmilia</hi>: by and by. Shee's dead.</l>
<l n="3270">'Tis like she comes to speake of<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>'s death:</l>
<l n="3271">The noise was high. Hah, no more moouing?</l>
<l n="3272">Still as the Graue. Shall she come in? Wer't good?</l>
<l n="3273">I thinke she stirres againe. No, what's best to do?</l>
<l n="3274">If she come in, shee'l sure speake to my wife:</l>
<l n="3275">My wife, my wife: what wife? I haue no wife.</l>
<l n="3276">Oh insupportable! Oh heauy houre!</l>
<l n="3277">Me thinkes, it should be now a huge Eclipse</l>
<l n="3278">Of Sunne, and Moone; and that th'affrighted Globe</l>
<l n="3279">Did yawne at Alteration.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3280">I do beseech you</l>
<l n="3281">That I may speake with you. Oh good my Lord.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3282">I had forgot thee: oh come in<hi rend="italic">Æmilia</hi>.</l>
<l n="3283">Soft, by and by, let me the Curtaines draw.</l>
<l n="3284">Where art thou? What's the matter with thee now?</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Æmilia.</stage>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3285">Oh my good Lord, yonders foule Murthers
<lb/>done.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3286">What? now?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3287">But now, my Lord.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3288">It is the very error of the Moone,</l>
<l n="3289">She comes more neerer Earth then she was wont,</l>
<l n="3290">And makes men mad.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3291">
<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>, my Lord, hath kill'd</l>
<l n="3292">A young Venetian, call'd<hi rend="italic">Rodorigo</hi>.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3293">
<hi rend="italic">Rodorigo</hi>kill'd? and<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>kill'd?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3294">No,<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>is not kill'd.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3295">Not<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>kill'd? Then Murther's out of tune,</l>
<l n="3296">And sweet Reuenge growes harsh.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3297">O falsely, falsely murder'd.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3298">Alas! what cry is that<c rend="italic">?</c>
</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3299">That? What?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3300">Out, and alas, that was my Ladies voice.</l>
<l n="3301">Helpe, helpe hoa, helpe. Oh Ladie speake againe,</l>
<l n="3302">Sweet<hi rend="italic">Desdemona</hi>, oh sweet Mistris, speake.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3303">A guiltlesse death, I dye.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3304">Oh who hath done this deed?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-des">
<speaker rend="italic">Des.</speaker>
<l n="3305">No body: I my selfe, farewell:</l>
<l n="3306">Commend me to my kinde Lord: oh farewell.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3307">Why, how should she be murdred?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3308">Alas: who knowes?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3309">You heare her say her selfe, it was not I.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3310">She said so: I must needs report the truth.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3311">She's like a Liar gone to burning hell,</l>
<l n="3312">'Twas I that kill'd her.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3313">Oh the more Angell she, and you the black
<lb/>er Diuell.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3314">She turn'd to folly: and she was a whore.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3315">Thou do'st bely her, and thou art a diuell.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3316">She was false as water.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3317">Thou art rash as fire, to say</l>
<l n="3318">That she was false. Oh she was heauenly true.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3319">
<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>did top her: Ask thy husband else.</l>
<l n="3320">O, I were damn'd beneath all depth in hell:</l>
<l n="3321">But that I did proceed vpon iust grounds</l>
<l n="3322">To this extremity. Thy Husband knew it all.</l>
</sp>
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<cb n="1"/>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3323">My Husband?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3324">Thy Husband.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3325">That she was false to Wedlocke?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3326">I, with<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>: had she bin true,</l>
<l n="3327">If Heauen would make me such another world,</l>
<l n="3328">Of one entyre and perfect Chrysolite,</l>
<l n="3329">I'ld not haue sold her for it.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3330">My Husband?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3331">I, 'twas he that told me on her first,</l>
<l n="3332">An honest man he is, and hates the slime</l>
<l n="3333">That stickes on filthy deeds.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3334">My Husband?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3335">What needs this itterance, Woman?</l>
<l n="3336">I say, thy Husband.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3337">Oh Mistris,</l>
<l n="3338">Villany hath made mockes with loue:</l>
<l n="3339">My Husband say she was false?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3340">He, Woman;</l>
<l n="3341">I say thy Husband: Do'st vnderstand the word?</l>
<l n="3342">My Friend, thy Husband; honest, honest<hi rend="italic">Iago</hi>.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3343">If he say so, may his pernicious Soule</l>
<l n="3344">Rot halfe a graine a day: he lyes to'th'heart,</l>
<l n="3345">She was too fond of her most filthy Bargaine.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3346">Hah?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3347">Do thy worst:</l>
<l n="3348">This deede of thine is no more worthy Heauen,</l>
<l n="3349">Then thou was't worthy her.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3350">Peace, you were best.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3351">Thou hast not halfe that powre to do me harm,</l>
<l n="3352">As I haue to be hurt. Oh Gull, oh dolt,</l>
<l n="3353">As ignorant as durt: thou hast done a deed</l>
<l n="3354">(I care not for thy Sword) Ile make thee known,</l>
<l n="3355">Though I lost twenty liues. Helpe, helpe, hoa, helpe:</l>
<l n="3356">The Moore hath kill'd my Mistris. Murther, murther.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Montano, Gratiano, and Iago.</stage>
<sp who="#F-oth-mon">
<speaker rend="italic">Mon.</speaker>
<l n="3357">What is the matter? How now Generall?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3358">Oh, are you come,<hi rend="italic">Iago</hi>: you haue done well,</l>
<l n="3359">That men must lay their Murthers on your necke.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-gra">
<speaker rend="italic">Gra.</speaker>
<l n="3360">What is the matter?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3361">Disproue this Villaine, if thou bee'st a man:</l>
<l n="3362">He sayes, thou told'st him that his wife was false:</l>
<l n="3363">I know thou did'st not: thou'rt not such a Villain.</l>
<l n="3364">Speake, for my heart is full.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-iag">
<speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
<l n="3365">I told him what I thought,</l>
<l n="3366">And told no more</l>
<l n="3367">Then what he found himselfe was apt, and true.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3368">But did you euer tell him,</l>
<l n="3369">She was false?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-iag">
<speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
<l n="3370">I did.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3371">You told a Lye an odious damned Lye:</l>
<l n="3372">Vpon my Soule, a Lye; a wicked Lye.</l>
<l n="3373">Shee false with<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>?</l>
<l n="3374">Did you say with<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-iag">
<speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
<l n="3375">With<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>, Mistris?</l>
<l n="3376">Go too, charme your tongue.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Emil.</speaker>
<l n="3377">I will not charme my Tongue;</l>
<l n="3378">I am bound to speake,</l>
<l n="3379">My Mistris heere lyes murthered in her bed.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-all">
<speaker rend="italic">All.</speaker>
<l n="3380">Oh Heauens, forefend.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Emil.</speaker>
<l n="3381">And your reports haue set the Murder on.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Othello.</speaker>
<l n="3382">Nay stare not Masters,</l>
<l n="3383">It is true indeede.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-gra">
<speaker rend="italic">Gra.</speaker>
<l n="3384">'Tis a strange Truth.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-mon">
<speaker rend="italic">Mont.</speaker>
<l n="3385">O monstrous Acte.</l>
</sp>
<cb n="2"/>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Emil.</speaker>
<l n="3386">Villany, villany, villany:</l>
<l n="3387">I thinke vpon't, I thinke: I smel't: O Villany:</l>
<l n="3388">I thought so then: Ile kill my selfe for greefe.</l>
<l n="3389">O villany! villany!</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-iag">
<speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
<l n="3390">What, are you mad?</l>
<l n="3391">I charge you get you home.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Emil.</speaker>
<l n="3392">Good Gentlemen, let me haue leaue to speake:</l>
<l n="3393">'Tis proper I obey him; but not now:</l>
<l n="3394">Perchance<hi rend="italic">Iago</hi>, I will ne're go home.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3395">Oh, oh, oh.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Emil.</speaker>
<l n="3396">Nay, lay thee downe, and roare:</l>
<l n="3397">For thou hast kill'd the sweetest innocent,</l>
<l n="3398">That ere did lift vp eye.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3399">Oh she was fowle!</l>
<l n="3400">I scarse did know you Vnkle, there lies your Neece,</l>
<l n="3401">Whose breath (indeed) these hands haue newly stopp'd:</l>
<l n="3402">I know this acte shewes horrible and grim.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-gra">
<speaker rend="italic">Gra.</speaker>
<l n="3403">Poore<hi rend="italic">Desdemon:</hi>
</l>
<l n="3404">I am glad thy Father's dead,</l>
<l n="3405">Thy Match was mortall to him: and pure greefe</l>
<l n="3406">Shore his old thred in twaine. Did he liue now,</l>
<l n="3407">This sight would make him do a desperate turne:</l>
<l n="3408">Yea, curse his better Angell from his side,</l>
<l n="3409">And fall to Reprobance.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3410">'Tis pittifull: but yet<hi rend="italic">Iago</hi>knowes</l>
<l n="3411">That she with<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>, hath the Act of shame</l>
<l n="3412">A thousand times committed.<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>confest it,</l>
<l n="3413">And she did gratifie his amorous workes</l>
<l n="3414">With that Recognizance and pledge of Loue</l>
<l n="3415">Which I first gaue her: I saw it in his hand:</l>
<l n="3416">It was a Handkerchiefe, an Antique Token</l>
<l n="3417">My Father gaue my Mother.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Emil.</speaker>
<l n="3418">Oh Heauen! oh heauenly Powres!</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-iag">
<speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
<l n="3419">Come, hold your peace.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Emil.</speaker>
<l n="3420">'Twill out, 'twill out. I peace?</l>
<l n="3421">No, I will speake as liberall as the North;</l>
<l n="3422">Let Heauen, and Men, and Diuels, let them all,</l>
<l n="3423">All, all, crie shame against me, yet Ile speake.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-iag">
<speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
<l n="3424">Be wise, and get you home.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Emil.</speaker>
<l n="3425">I will not.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-gra">
<speaker rend="italic">Gra.</speaker>
<l n="3426">Fye, your Sword vpon a Woman.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Emil.</speaker>
<l n="3427">Oh thou dull Moore,</l>
<l n="3428">That Handkerchiefe thou speak'st of</l>
<l n="3429">I found by Fortune, and did giue my Husband:</l>
<l n="3430">For often, with a solemne earnestnesse,</l>
<l n="3431">(More then indeed belong'd to such a Trifle)</l>
<l n="3432">He begg'd of me, to steale't.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-iag">
<speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
<l n="3433">Villanous Whore.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Emil.</speaker>
<l n="3434">She giue it<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>? No, alas I found it,</l>
<l n="3435">And I did giu't my Husband.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-iag">
<speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
<l n="3436">Filth, thou lyest.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Emil.</speaker>
<l n="3437">By Heauen I do not, I do not Gentlemen:</l>
<l n="3438">Oh murd'rous Coxcombe, what should such a Foole</l>
<l n="3439">Do with so good a wife?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3440">Are there no stones in Heauen,</l>
<l n="3441">But what serues for the Thunder?</l>
<l n="3442">Precious Villaine.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-gra">
<speaker rend="italic">Gra.</speaker>
<l n="3443">The woman falles:</l>
<l n="3444">Sure he hath kill'd his Wife.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Emil.</speaker>
<l n="3445">I, I: oh lay me by my Mistris side.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-gra">
<speaker rend="italic">Gra.</speaker>
<l n="3446">Hee's gone, but his wife's kill'd.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-mon">
<speaker rend="italic">Mon.</speaker>
<l n="3447">'Tis a notorious Villain: take you this weapon</l>
<l n="3448">Which I haue recouer'd from the Moore:</l>
<l n="3449">Come guard the doore without, let him not passe,</l>
<l n="3450">But kill him rather. Ile after that same villaine,</l>
<l n="3451">For 'tis a damned Slaue.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit.</stage>
<pb facs="FFimg:axc0848-0.jpg" n="338"/>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3452">I am not valiant neither:</l>
<l n="3453">But euery Punie whipster gets my Sword.</l>
<l n="3454">But why should Honor out‑liue Honesty?</l>
<l n="3455">Let it go all.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-emi">
<speaker rend="italic">Æmil.</speaker>
<l n="3456">What did thy Song boad Lady?</l>
<l n="3457">Hearke, canst thou heare me<c rend="italic">?</c>I will play the Swan,</l>
<l n="3458">And dye in Musicke:<hi rend="italic">Willough</hi>,<hi rend="italic">Willough</hi>,<hi rend="italic">Willough</hi>.</l>
<l n="3459">Moore, she was chaste: She lou'd thee, cruell Moore,</l>
<l n="3460">So come my Soule to blisse, as I speake true:</l>
<l n="3461">So speaking as I thinke, alas, I dye.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3462">I haue another weapon in this Chamber,</l>
<l n="3463">It was a Sword of Spaine, the Ice brookes temper:</l>
<l n="3464">Oh heere it is: Vnkle I must come forth.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-gra">
<speaker rend="italic">Gra.</speaker>
<l n="3465">If thou attempt it, it will cost thee deere;</l>
<l n="3466">Thou hast no weapon, and perforce must suffer.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3467">Looke in vpon me then, and speake with me,</l>
<l n="3468">Or naked as I am I will assault thee.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-gra">
<speaker rend="italic">Gra.</speaker>
<l n="3469">What is the matter?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Othel.</speaker>
<l n="3470">Behold, I haue a weapon:</l>
<l n="3471">A better neuer did it selfe sustaine</l>
<l n="3472">Vpon a Soldiers Thigh. I haue seene the day,</l>
<l n="3473">That with this little Arme, and this good Sword,</l>
<l n="3474">I haue made my way through more impediments</l>
<l n="3475">Then twenty times your stop. But (oh vaine boast)</l>
<l n="3476">Who can controll his Fate? 'Tis not so now.</l>
<l n="3477">Be not affraid, though you do see me weapon'd:</l>
<l n="3478">Heere is my iournies end, heere is my butt</l>
<l n="3479">And verie Sea‑marke of my vtmost Saile.</l>
<l n="3480">Do you go backe dismaid? 'Tis a lost feare:</l>
<l n="3481">Man but a Rush against<hi rend="italic">Othello</hi>'s brest,</l>
<l n="3482">And he retires. Where should<hi rend="italic">Othello</hi>go?</l>
<l n="3483">Now: how dost thou looke now? Oh ill‑Starr'd wench,</l>
<l n="3484">Pale as thy Smocke: when we shall meete at compt,</l>
<l n="3485">This looke of thine will hurle my Soule from Heauen,</l>
<l n="3486">And Fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my Girle?</l>
<l n="3487">Euen like thy Chastity. O cursed, cursed Slaue!</l>
<l n="3488">Whip me ye Diuels,</l>
<l n="3489">From the possession of this Heauenly sight:</l>
<l n="3490">Blow me about in windes, roast me in Sulphure,</l>
<l n="3491">Wash me in steepe‑downe gulfes of Liquid fire.</l>
<l n="3492">Oh<hi rend="italic">Desdemon</hi>! dead<hi rend="italic">Desdemon</hi>: dead. Oh, oh!</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Lodouico, Cassio, Montano, and Iago,
<lb/>with Officers.</stage>
<sp who="#F-oth-lod">
<speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
<l n="3493">Where is this rash, and most vnfortunate man?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3494">That's he that was<hi rend="italic">Othello:</hi>heere I am.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-lod">
<speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
<l n="3495">Where is that Viper?</l>
<l n="3496">Bring the Villaine forth.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3497">I look down towards his feet; but that's a Fable,</l>
<l n="3498">If that thou bee'st a Diuell, I cannot kill thee.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-lod">
<speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
<l n="3499">Wrench his Sword from him.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-iag">
<speaker rend="italic">Iago.</speaker>
<l n="3500">I bleed Sir, but not kill'd.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Othel.</speaker>
<l n="3501">I am not sorry neither, Il'd haue thee liue:</l>
<l n="3502">For in my sense, 'tis happinesse to die.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-lod">
<speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
<l n="3503">Oh thou<hi rend="italic">Othello</hi>, that was once so good,</l>
<l n="3504">Falne in the practise of a cursed Slaue,</l>
<l n="3505">What shall be saide to thee.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3506">Why any thing:</l>
<l n="3507">An honourable Murderer, if you will:</l>
<l n="3508">For nought I did in hate, but all in Honour.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-lod">
<speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
<l n="3509">This wretch hath part confest his Villany:</l>
<l n="3510">Did you and he consent in<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>'s death.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3511">I.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-cas">
<speaker rend="italic">Cas.</speaker>
<l n="3512">Deere Generall, I neuer gaue you cause.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3513">I do beleeue it, and I aske your pardon:</l>
<l n="3514">Will you, I pray, demand that demy‑Diuell,</l>
<cb n="2"/>
<l n="3515">Why he hath thus ensnar'd my Soule and Body.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-iag">
<speaker rend="italic">Iag.</speaker>
<l n="3516">Demand me nothing: what you know, you know:</l>
<l n="3517">From this time forth, I neuer will speake word.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-lod">
<speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
<l n="3518">What? not to pray?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-gra">
<speaker rend="italic">Gra.</speaker>
<l n="3519">Torments will ope your lips.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3520">Well, thou dost best.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-lod">
<speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
<l n="3521">Sir,</l>
<l n="3522">You shall vnderstand what hath befalne,</l>
<l n="3523">(Which, as I thinke, you know not) heere is a Letter</l>
<l n="3524">Found in the pocket of the slaine<hi rend="italic">Rodorigo</hi>,</l>
<l n="3525">And heere another, the one of them imports</l>
<l n="3526">The death of<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>, to be vndertooke</l>
<l n="3527">By<hi rend="italic">Rodorigo</hi>.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3528">O Villaine!</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-cas">
<speaker rend="italic">Cassio.</speaker>
<l n="3529">Most Heathenish, and most grosse.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-lod">
<speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
<l n="3530">Now, heere's another discontented paper</l>
<l n="3531">Found in his pocket too: and this it seems</l>
<l n="3532">
<hi rend="italic">Rodorigo</hi>meant t'haue sent this damned villaine:</l>
<l n="3533">But that (belike)<hi rend="italic">Iago</hi>in the interim</l>
<l n="3534">Came in, and satisfi'd him.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3535">Oh thou pernitious Caitiffe;</l>
<l n="3536">How came you (<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>) by that Handkerchiefe</l>
<l n="3537">That was my wiues?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-cas">
<speaker rend="italic">Cassio.</speaker>
<l n="3538">I found it in my Chamber:</l>
<l n="3539">And he himselfe confest it but euen now,</l>
<l n="3540">That there he dropt it for a speciall purpose,</l>
<l n="3541">Which wrought to his desire.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Othel.</speaker>
<l n="3542">O Foole, foole, foole!</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-cas">
<speaker rend="italic">Cassio.</speaker>
<l n="3543">There is besides, in<hi rend="italic">Rodorigo's</hi>Letter,</l>
<l n="3544">How he vpbraides<hi rend="italic">Iago</hi>, that he made him</l>
<l n="3545">Braue me vpon the Watch: whereon it came</l>
<l n="3546">That I was cast: and euen but now he spake</l>
<l n="3547">(After long seeming dead)<hi rend="italic">Iago</hi>hurt him,</l>
<l n="3548">
<hi rend="italic">Iago</hi>set him on.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-lod">
<speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
<l n="3549">You must forsake this roome, and go with vs:</l>
<l n="3550">Your Power, and your Command is taken off,</l>
<l n="3551">And<hi rend="italic">Cassio</hi>rules in Cyprus. For this Slaue,</l>
<l n="3552">If there be any cunning Crueltie,</l>
<l n="3553">That can torment him much, and hold him long,</l>
<l n="3554">It shall be his. You shall close Prisoner rest,</l>
<l n="3555">Till that the Nature of your fault be knowne</l>
<l n="3556">To the Venetian State. Come, bring away.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3557">Soft you; a word or two before you goe:</l>
<l n="3558">I haue done the State some seruice, and they know't:</l>
<l n="3559">No more of that. I pray you in your Letters,</l>
<l n="3560">When you shall these vnluckie deeds relate,</l>
<l n="3561">Speake of me, as I am. Nothing extenuate,</l>
<l n="3562">Nor set downe ought in malice.</l>
<l n="3563">Then must you speake,</l>
<l n="3564">Of one that lou'd not wisely, but too well:</l>
<l n="3565">Of one, not easily Iealious, but being wrought,</l>
<l n="3566">Perplexed in the extreame: Of one, whose hand</l>
<l n="3567">(Like the base Iudean) threw a Pearle away</l>
<l n="3568">Richer then all his Tribe: Of one, whose subdu'd Eyes,</l>
<l n="3569">Albeit vn‑vsed to the melting moode,</l>
<l n="3570">Drops teares as fast as the Arabian Trees</l>
<l n="3571">Their Medicinable gumme. Set you downe this:</l>
<l n="3572">And say besides, that in<hi rend="italic">Aleppo</hi>once,</l>
<l n="3573">Where a malignant, and a Turbond‑Turke</l>
<l n="3574">Beate a Venetian, and traduc'd the State,</l>
<l n="3575">I tooke by th'throat the circumcised Dogge,</l>
<l n="3576">And smoate him, thus.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-lod">
<speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
<l n="3577">Oh bloody period.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-gra">
<speaker rend="italic">Gra.</speaker>
<l n="3578">All that is spoke, is marr'd.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-oth">
<speaker rend="italic">Oth.</speaker>
<l n="3579">I kist thee, ere I kill'd thee: No way but this,</l>
<l n="3580">Killing my selfe, to dye vpon a kisse.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="business">Dyes</stage>
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<sp who="#F-oth-cas">
<speaker rend="italic">Cas.</speaker>
<l n="3581">This did I feare, but thought he had no weapon:</l>
<l n="3582">For he was great of heart.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-oth-lod">
<speaker rend="italic">Lod.</speaker>
<l n="3583">Oh Sparton Dogge:</l>
<l n="3584">More fell then Anguish, Hunger, or the Sea:</l>
<l n="3585">Looke on the Tragicke Loading of this bed:</l>
<l n="3586">This is thy worke:</l>
<l n="3587">The Obiect poysons Sight,</l>
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<l n="3588">Let it be hid.<hi rend="italic">Gratiano</hi>, keepe the house,</l>
<l n="3589">And seize vpon the Fortunes of the Moore,</l>
<l n="3590">For they succeede on you. To you, Lord Gouernor,</l>
<l n="3591">Remaines the Censure of this hellish villaine:</l>
<l n="3592">The Time, the Place, the Torture, oh inforce it:</l>
<l n="3593">My selfe will straight aboord, and to the State,</l>
<l n="3594">This heauie Act, with heauie heart relate.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exeunt.</stage>
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