Iago. My lord is fall'n into an epilepsy: This is his second fit; he had one yesterday. Cas. Rub him about the temples. Iago. No, forbear; The lethargy must have his quiet course: If not, he foams at mouth and by and by 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. 59 [Exit Cassio. How is it, general? have you not hurt your head? Oth. Dost thou mock me? Iago. Would you would bear your fortune like a man! Oth. A horned man's a monster and a beast. Iago. There's many a beast then in a populous city, I mock you! no, by heaven. And many a civil monster. Oth. Did he confess it? Iago. Good sir, be a man ; Think every bearded fellow that's but yoked May draw with you there's millions now alive That nightly lie in those unproper beds Which they dare swear peculiar: your case is better. 70 Re-enter CASSIO. As he shall smile, Othello shall go mad ; Quite in the wrong. How do you now, lieutenant ? Cas. The worser that you give me the addition Whose want even kills me. Iago. Ply Desdemona well, and you are sure on't. [Speaking lower] Now, if this suit lay in Bianca's power, How quickly should you speed! Iago. Cas. Prithee, say true. Iago. I am a very villain else. Oth. Have you scored me? Well. 130 Cas. This is the monkey's own giving out: she is persuaded I will marry her, out of her own love and flattery, not out of my promise. Oth. Iago beckons me; now he begins the story. Cas. She was here even now; she haunts me in every place. I was the other day talking on the sea-bank with certain Venetians; and thither comes the bauble, and, by this hand, she falls me thus about my neck140 Oth. Crying 'O dear Cassio!' as it were; his gesture imports it. Cas. So hangs, and lolls, and weeps upon me so hales, and pulls me ha, ha, ha! Oth. Now he tells how she plucked him to my chamber. O, I see that nose of yours, but not that dog I shall throw it to. Cas. Well, I must leave her company. Iago. Before me! look, where she comes. Cas. 'Tis such another fitchew! marry, a perfumed one. Enter BIANCA. 151 What do you mean by this haunting of me? Bian. Let the devil and his dam haunt you What did you mean by that same handker chief you gave me even now? I was a fine fool to take it. I must take out the work ?-A Likely piece of work, that you should find it in your chamber, and not know who left it there! This is some minx's token, and I must take out the work? There; give it your hobby-horse: wheresoever you had it, I'll take out no work on 'it. 161 Cas. How now, my sweet Bianca! how now! how now! [kerchief! Oth. By heaven, that should be my handBian. An you'll come to supper to-night, you may; an you will not, come when you are next prepared for. [Exit. Iago. After her, after her. Cas. 'Faith, I must; she'll rail in the street : Iago. Yours by this hand and to see how he prizes the foolish woman your wife! she gave it him, and he hath given it his whore. Oth. I would have him nine years a-killing. A fine woman! a fair woman! a sweet woman! Iago. Nay, you must forget that. 190 Oth. Ay, let her rot, and perish, and be damned to-night; for she shall not live: no, my heart is turned to stone; I strike it, and it hurts my hand. O, the world hath not a sweeter creature: she might lie by an emperor's side and command him tasks. Iugo. Nay, that's not your way. Oth. Hang her! I do but say what she is : so delicate with her needle: an admirable musician: O! she will sing the savageness out of a bear of so high and plenteous wit and invention: Iago. She's the worse for all this. 201 Iago. Do it not with poison, strangle her in her bed, even the bed she hath contaminated. Oth. Good, good: the justice of it pleases: very good. Iago. And for Cassio, let me be his undertaker you shall hear more by midnight. Oth. Excellent good. [4 trumpet within.] What trumpet is that same ? Iago. Something from Venice, sure. "Tis Lodovico Come from the duke: and, see, your wife is with him. Enter LODOVICO, DESDEMONA, and Attend. Oth. [Reads] This fail you not to do, as you will 240 Lod. He did not call; he's busy in the paper. Is there division 'twixt my lord and Cassio? Des. A most unhappy one I would do much To atone them, for the love I bear to Cassio. Oth. Fire and brimstone ! Des. What, is he angry? Des. Trust me, I am glad on't. Des. Indeed! My lord? Oth. I am glad to see you mad. Des. Why, sweet Othello,- 250 Oth. [Striking her] Devil! I have not deserved this. Lod. My lord, this would not be believed in Venice, Des. Though I should swear I saw't: 'tis very much: Make her amends; she weeps. Oth. O devil, devil! If that the earth could teem with woman's tears, Each drop she falls would prove a crocodile. Out of my sight! Des. I will not stay to offend you. [Going Lay down my soul at stake: if you think other, Remove your thought; it doth abuse your bosom. If any wretch have put this in your head, Bid her come hither: go. [Exit Emilia. She says enough; yet she's a simple bawd 20 That cannot say as much. This is a subtle whore, A closet lock and key of villanous secrets: And yet she'll kneel and pray; I have seen her do 't. Enter DESDEMONA with EMILIA. Des. My lord, what is your will? Oth. Pray, chuck, come hither. Des. What is your pleasure? Oth. Look in my face. Let me see your eyes; Des. What horrible fancy's this? Oth. [To Emilia] Some of your function, mistress; Come, swear it, damn thyself ; Lest, being like one of heaven, the devils |