Othello
bestow ât on any man.
OTHELLO. She is protectress of her honour too,
    May she give that? [15]
IAGO. Her honour is an essence thatâs not seen,
    They have it very oft that have it not:
    But for the handkerchief â
OT HELLO. By heaven, I would most gladly have forgot it:
    Thou saidâst (O, it comes oâer my memory, [20]
    As doth the raven oâer the infected house,
    Boding to all) he had my handkerchief.
IAGO. Ay, what of that?
OTHELLO. Thatâs not so good now.
IAGO. What if I had said I had seen him do you wrong?
    Or heard him say â as knaves be such abroad, [25]
    Who having, by their own importunate suit,
    Or voluntary dotage of some mistress,
    Convinced or supplied them, cannot choose
    But they must blab â
OTHELLO. Hath he said anything?
IAGO. He hath, my lord, but be you well assurâd, [30]
    No more than heâll 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? â We say lie on her, [35] when they belie her, â lie with her, zounds, thatâs fulsome ! Handkerchief â confessions â 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 ât possible? â Confess? â Handkerchief? â O devil!
(He falls down.)
IAGO. Work on, [45]
    My medicine, work: thus credulous fools are caught,
    And many worthy and chaste dames, even thus
    All guiltless, meet reproach. What ho, my lord,
    My lord, I say! Othello! ...
(Enter Cassio.)
    How now, Cassio?
CASSI O. Whatâs the matter? [50]
IAGO. My lord is fallân into an epilepsy,
    This is his second fit , he had one yesterday.
CASSIO. Rub him about the temple s .
IAGO. No, forbear ,
    The lethargy must have his quiet course,
    If not, he foam s at mouth, and by and by [55]
    Breaks out to savage madness: look, he stirs:
    Do you withdraw yourself a little while,
    He will recover straight; when he is gone,
    I would on great occasion speak with you.
(Exit Cassio.)
    How is it, general? have you not hurt your head? [60]
OTHELLO. Dost thou mock me?
IAGO. I mock you? no, by heaven.
    Would you would bear your fortunes like a man!
OTHELLO. A horned man âs a monster, and a beast.
IAGO. Thereâs many a beast then in a populous city,
    And many a civil monster. [65]
OTHELLO. Did he confess?
IAGO. Good sir, be a man,
    Think every bearded fellow that âs but yokâd
    May draw with you; thereâs millions now alive
    That nightly lies in those unproper beds
    Which they dare swear peculiar: your case is better: [70]
    O, âtis the spite of hell, the fiend âs arch-mock,
    To lip a wanton in a secure couch,
    And to suppose her chaste. No, let me know,
    And knowing what I am, I know what she shall be.
OTHELLO. O, thou art wise, âtis certain.
IAGO. Stand you awhile apart, [75]
    Confine yourself but in a patient list :
    Whilst you were here erewhile , mad with your grief â
    A passion most unsuiting such a man â
    Cassio came hither; I shifted him away,
    And laid good âscuse upon your ecstasy, [80]
    Bid him anon return, and here speak with me,
    The which he promisâd: but encave yourself,
    And mark the jeer s , the gibe s , and notable scorn s ,
    That dwell in every region of his face;
    For I will make him tell the tale anew, [85]
    Where, how, how oft, how long ago, and when,
    He has, and is again to cope your wife:
    I
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