ACT IV He hath, and is again to cope your wife: I say, but mark his gesture. Marry, patience; Or I shall say you are all-in-all in spleen, And nothing of a man. Отн. Dost thou hear, Iago? I will be found most cunning in my patience; But (dost thou hear?) most bloody. IAGO. 90 That's not amiss; [OTHELLO retires. But yet keep time in all. Will you withdraw? Now will I question Cassio of Bianca, A housewife that, by selling her desires, Buys herself bread and clothes: it is a creature To beguile many and be beguil'd by one. He, when he hears of her, cannot refrain From the excess of laughter. Here he comes. As he shall smile, Othello shall go mad; And his unbookish1 jealousy must construe Re-enter CASSIO. 100 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! Alas, poor Caitiff! III CAS. OTH. [aside.] Now he importunes him her: To tell it o'er: go to; well said, well said. Do you intend it? CAS. Ha, ha, ha ! 1 ignorant, simple. 119 ОTH. [aside.] Do you triumph, Roman? do you triumph? OTH. [aside.] So, so, so, so: they laugh that win. IAGO. I am a very villain else. OTH. [aside.] Have you scor'd me?1 Well. 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. 131 OTH. [aside.] 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 neck— OTH. [aside.] 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! 141 OTH. [aside.] Now he tells how she pluck'd him to my chamber. O, I see that nose of your's, 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 perfum'd one. Enter BIANCA. 148 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 handkerchief 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 't. CAS. How now, my sweet Bianca! how now! how now! 1 i.e. Am I in your debt? ACT IV ACT IV OTH. [aside.] By Heaven, that should be my handkerSc. I chief! BIAN. An you'll come to supper to-night, you may; an you will not, come when you are next prepar'd for. 161 IAGO. After her, after her. CAS. 'Faith, I must; she'll rail in the street else. IAGO. Will you sup there? CAS. 'Faith, I intend so. [exit. IAGO. Well, I may chance to see you; for I would very fain speak with you. CAS. Pr'ythee, come; will you? IAGO. Go to; say no more. [Exit CASSIO. 170 OTH. [advancing.] How shall I murder him, Iago? IAGO. Did you perceive how he laugh'd at his vice? IAGO. And did you see the handkerchief? OTH. Was that mine? IAGO. Your's, 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. OTн. I would have him nine years a-killing. A fine woman! a fair woman! a sweet woman! IAGO. Nay, you must forget that. 180 OTн. Ay, let her rot, and perish, and be damn'd to-night; for she shall not live: no, my heart is turn'd 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. IAGO. 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. 190 Отн. O, a thousand thousand times. And then, of so gentle a condition! IAGO. Ay, too gentle. OTH. Nay, that's certain: but yet the pity of it, Iago! IAGO. If you are so fond over her iniquity, give her OTн. I will chop her into messes! cuckold me! OTн. With mine officer! IAGO. That's fouler. 200 Oтн. Get me some poison, Iago; this night: I'll not expostulate with her, lest her body and beauty unprovide my mind again: this night, Iago. 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. 211 Отн. Excellent-good! [A 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 Attendants. LOD. God save the worthy General ! Отн. LOD. The Duke and Senators of Venice greet you. With all my heart, Sir. [gives him a letter. OTн. I kiss the instrument of their pleasures. [opens the letter, and reads. DES. And what's the news, good Cousin Lodovico ? IAGO. I am very glad to see you, Signior: welcome to LOD. I thank you. How does Lieutenant Cassio? 220 ACT IV DES. Cousin, there's fall'n between him and my Lord An unkind breach; but you shall make all well. OTн. Are you sure of that? DES. My Lord? OTH. [reads.] This fail you not to do, as you will- ACT IV DES. A most unhappy one: I would do much 230 Sc. I To atone them, for the love I bear to Cassio. For, as I think, they do command him home, Deputing Cassio in his government. DES. Trust me, I am glad on 't. LOD. My Lord, this would not be believ'd in Venice, 240 Though I should swear I saw 't: 'tis Make her amends; she weeps. Отн. very much : O Devil, Devil! If that the Earth could teem with woman's tears, Each drop she falls would prove a crocodile. Отн. Ay; you did wish that I would make her turn. 250 Sir, she can turn, and turn, and yet go on, And turn again; and she can weep, Sir, weep; I'll send for you anon. Sir, I obey the mandate, [Exit DESDEMONA. |