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Othello

Othello

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bestow ’t on any man.
    OTHELLO. She is protectress of her honour too,
    Â Â Â Â May she give that? [15]
    IAGO. Her honour is an essence that’s not seen,
    Â Â Â Â They have it very oft that have it not:
    Â Â Â Â But for the handkerchief –
    OT HELLO. By heaven, I would most gladly have forgot it:
    Â Â Â Â Thou said’st (O, it comes o’er my memory, [20]
    Â Â Â Â As doth the raven o’er the infected house,
    Â Â Â Â  Boding to all) he had my handkerchief.
    IAGO. Ay, what of that?
    OTHELLO. That’s not so good now.
    IAGO. What if I had said I had seen him do you wrong?
    Â Â Â Â Or heard him say – as knaves be such abroad, [25]
    Â Â Â Â Who having, by their own importunate suit,
    Â Â Â Â Or voluntary dotage of some mistress,
    Â Â Â Â Convinced or supplied them, cannot choose
    Â Â Â Â But they must blab –
    OTHELLO. Hath he said anything?
    IAGO. He hath, my lord, but be you well assur’d, [30]
    Â Â Â Â No more than he’ll unswear .
    OTHELLO. What hath he said?
    IAGO. Faith, that he did ... I know not what he did.
    OTHELLO. But what?
    IAGO. Lie.
    OTHELLO. With her?
    IAGO. With her, on her, what you will.
    OTHELLO. Lie with her, lie on her? – We say lie on her, [35] when they belie her, – lie with her, zounds, that’s fulsome ! Handkerchief – confessions – handkerchief! To confess, and be hanged for his labour. First, to be hanged, and then to confess; I tremble at it. Nature would not invest herself in such [40] shadowing passion without some instruction. It is not words that shake me thus. Pish ! Noses, ears and lips. Is ’t possible? – Confess? – Handkerchief? – O devil!
    (He falls down.)
    IAGO. Work on, [45]
    Â Â Â Â My medicine, work: thus credulous fools are caught,
    Â Â Â Â And many worthy and chaste dames, even thus
    Â Â Â Â All guiltless, meet reproach. What ho, my lord,
    Â Â Â Â My lord, I say! Othello! ...
    (Enter Cassio.)
    Â Â Â Â  How now, Cassio?
    CASSI O. What’s the matter? [50]
    IAGO. My lord is fall’n into an epilepsy,
    Â Â Â Â This is his second fit , he had one yesterday.
    CASSIO. Rub him about the temple s .
    IAGO. No, forbear ,
    Â Â Â Â The lethargy must have his quiet course,
    Â Â Â Â If not, he foam s at mouth, and by and by [55]
    Â Â Â Â Breaks out to savage madness: look, he stirs:
    Â Â Â Â Do you withdraw yourself a little while,
    Â Â Â Â He will recover straight; when he is gone,
    Â Â Â Â I would on great occasion speak with you.
    (Exit Cassio.)
    Â Â Â Â How is it, general? have you not hurt your head? [60]
    OTHELLO. Dost thou mock me?
    IAGO. I mock you? no, by heaven.
    Â Â Â Â Would you would bear your fortunes like a man!
    OTHELLO. A horned man ’s a monster, and a beast.
    IAGO. There’s many a beast then in a populous city,
    Â Â Â Â And many a civil monster. [65]
    OTHELLO. Did he confess?
    IAGO. Good sir, be a man,
    Â Â Â Â Think every bearded fellow that ’s but yok’d
    Â Â Â Â May draw with you; there’s millions now alive
    Â Â Â Â That nightly lies in those unproper beds
    Â Â Â Â Which they dare swear peculiar: your case is better: [70]
    Â Â Â Â O, ’tis the spite of hell, the fiend ’s arch-mock,
    Â Â Â Â To lip a wanton in a secure couch,
    Â Â Â Â And to suppose her chaste. No, let me know,
    Â Â Â Â And knowing what I am, I know what she shall be.
    OTHELLO. O, thou art wise, ’tis certain.
    IAGO. Stand you awhile apart, [75]
    Â Â Â Â  Confine yourself but in a patient list :
    Â Â Â Â Whilst you were here erewhile , mad with your grief –
    Â Â Â Â A passion most unsuiting such a man –
    Â Â Â Â Cassio came hither; I shifted him away,
    Â Â Â Â And laid good ’scuse upon your ecstasy, [80]
    Â Â Â Â Bid him anon return, and here speak with me,
    Â Â Â Â The which he promis’d: but encave yourself,
    Â Â Â Â And mark the jeer s , the gibe s , and notable scorn s ,
    Â Â Â Â That dwell in every region of his face;
    Â Â Â Â For I will make him tell the tale anew, [85]
    Â Â Â Â Where, how, how oft, how long ago, and when,
    Â Â Â Â He has, and is again to cope your wife:
    Â Â Â Â I

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