Othello

[400]
    Â Â Â Â Would you, the supervisor , grossly gape on,
    Â Â Â Â Behold her topp’d?
    OTHELLO. Death and damnation ... O!
    IAGO. It were a tedious difficulty, I think,
    Â Â Â Â To bring ’em to that prospect , damn ’em then,
    Â Â Â Â If ever mortal eyes did see them bolster [405]
    Â Â Â Â More than their own; what then, how then?
    Â Â Â Â What shall I say? where’s satisfaction?
    Â Â Â Â It is impossible you should see this,
    Â Â Â Â Were they as prime as goats, as hot as monkeys,
    Â Â Â Â As salt as wolves, in pride; and fools as gross [410]
    Â Â Â Â As ignorance made drunk: but yet I say,
    Â Â Â Â If imputation and strong circumstances,
    Â Â Â Â Which lead directly to the door of truth,
    Â Â Â Â Will give you satisfaction, you may ha’t.
    OTHELLO . Give me a living reason, that she’s disloyal. [415]
    IAGO. I do not like the office,
    Â Â Â Â But sith I am enter’d into this cause so far,
    Â Â Â Â Prick’d to ’t by foolish honesty and love,
    Â Â Â Â I will go on: I lay with Cassio lately,
    Â Â Â Â And being troubled with a raging tooth , [420]
    Â Â Â Â I could not sleep.
    Â Â Â Â There are a kind of men so loose of soul,
    Â Â Â Â That in their sleeps will mutter their affairs,
    Â Â Â Â One of this kind is Cassio:
    Â Â Â Â In sleep I heard him say “Sweet Desdemona, [425]
    Â Â Â Â Let us be wary , let us hide our loves;”
    Â Â Â Â And then, sir, would he gripe and wring my hand ,
    Â Â Â Â Cry out, “Sweet creature!” and then kiss me hard,
    Â Â Â Â As if he pluck’d up kisses by the roots,
    Â Â Â Â That grew upon my lips, then laid his leg [430]
    Â Â Â Â Over my thigh , and sigh’d, and kiss’d, and then
    Â Â Â Â Cried “Cursed fate, that gave thee to the Moor!”
    OTHELLO. O monstrous, monstrous!
    IAGO. Nay, this was but his dream.
    OTHELLO. But this denote d a foregone conclusion.
    IAGO. ’Tis a shrewd doubt, though it be but a dream, [435]
    Â Â Â Â And this may help to thicken other proofs,
    Â Â Â Â That do demonstrate thinly.
    OTHELLO. I’ll tear her all to pieces.
    IAGO. Nay, but be wise, yet we see nothing done,
    Â Â Â Â She may be honest yet; tell me but this, [440]
    Â Â Â Â Have you not sometimes seen a handkerchief,
    Â Â Â Â Spotted with strawberries , in your wife’s hand?
    OTHELLO. I gave her such a one, ’twas my first gift.
    IAGO. I know not that, but such a handkerchief –
    Â Â Â Â I am sure it was your wife’s – did I to-day [445]
    Â Â Â Â See Cassio wipe his beard with.
    OTHELLO. If’t be that, –
    IAGO. If it be that, or any that was hers,
    Â Â Â Â It speaks against her, with the other proofs.
    OTHELLO. O that the slave had forty thousand lives!
    Â Â Â Â One is too poor, too weak for my revenge: [450]
    Â Â Â Â Now do I see ’tis true; look here, Iago,
    Â Â Â Â All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven, ...
    Â Â Â Â â€™Tis gone.
    Â Â Â Â Arise, black vengeance , from thy hollow cell,
    Â Â Â Â  Yield up , O love, thy crown, and hearted throne, [455]
    Â Â Â Â To tyrannous hate, swell, bosom, with thy fraught ,
    Â Â Â Â For ’tis of aspic s’ tongues!
    (He kneels.)
    IAGO. Pray be content.
    OTHELLO. O, blood, Iago, blood!
    IAG O. Patience I say, your mind perhaps may change.
    OTHELLO. Never, Iago. Like to the Pontic sea , [460]
    Â Â Â Â Whose icy current, and compulsive course,
    Â Â Â Â Ne’er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on
    Â Â Â Â To the Propontic , and the Hellespont :
    Â Â Â Â Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace
    Â Â Â Â Shall ne’er look back, ne’er ebb to humble love, [465]
    Â Â Â Â Till that a capable and wide revenge
    Â Â Â Â Swallow them up. Now by yond marble heaven,
    Â Â Â Â In the due reverence of a sacred vow,
    Â Â Â Â I here engage my words.
    IAGO. Do not rise yet.
    (Iago kneels.)
    Â Â Â Â Witness, you ever-burning lights above, [470]
    Â Â Â Â You elements that clip us round about,
    Â Â Â Â Witness that here Iago doth give up
    Â Â Â Â The excellency of his wit, hand,