Othello

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O mistress, villainy hath made mocks with 175 love.
     My husband say she was false?
    OTHELLO    He, woman;
     I say thy husband: dost understand the word?
     My friend, thy husband: honest, honest Iago.
    EMILIA    If he say so, may his pernicious 180 soul
     Rot half a grain a day! He lies to th’heart:
     She was too fond of her most filthy bargain 182 .
    OTHELLO    Ha?
    EMILIA    Do thy worst:
     This deed of thine is no more worthy heaven
     Than thou wast worthy her.
    OTHELLO    Peace, you were best 187 —
    EMILIA    Thou hast not half that power to do me harm
     As I have to be hurt 189 . O gull, O dolt,
     As ignorant as dirt! Thou hast done a deed —
     I care not for thy sword — I’ll make thee known 191 ,
     Though I lost twenty lives.— Help, help, ho, help!
     The Moor hath killed my mistress! Murder, murder!
    Enter Montano, Gratiano and Iago
    MONTANO    What is the matter? How now, general?
    EMILIA    O, are you come, Iago? You have done well,
     That men must lay their murders on your neck.
    GRATIANO    What is the matter?
    EMILIA    Disprove this villain, if thou be’st a man:
    To Iago
         He says thou told’st him that his wife was false:
     I know thou didst not, thou’rt not such a villain.
     Speak, for my heart is full.
    IAGO    I told him what I thought, and told no more
     Than what he found himself was apt 203 and true.
    EMILIA    But did you ever tell him she was false?
    IAGO    I did.
    EMILIA    You told a lie, an odious, damnèd lie:
     Upon my soul, a lie, a wicked lie.
     She false with Cassio? Did you say with Cassio?
    IAGO    With Cassio, mistress! Go to, charm 209 your tongue.
    EMILIA    I will not charm my tongue; I am bound to speak:
     My mistress here lies murdered in her bed—
    ALL   
     O, heavens forfend!
    EMILIA    And your reports have set the murder on.
    OTHELLO    Nay, stare not, masters: it is true indeed.
    GRATIANO    ’Tis a strange truth.
    MONTANO    O, monstrous act!
    EMILIA    Villainy, villainy, villainy!
     I think upon’t, I think: I smell’t: O villainy!
     I thought so then. I’ll kill myself for grief.
     O villainy! Villainy!
    IAGO    What, are you mad? I charge you get you home.
    EMILIA    Good gentlemen, let me have leave to speak:
     ’Tis proper I obey him, but not now.
     Perchance, Iago, I will ne’er go home.
    OTHELLO    O, O, O!
    He falls on the bed
    EMILIA    Nay, lay thee down and roar,
     For thou hast killed the sweetest innocent
     That e’er did lift up eye 228 .
    OTHELLO    O, she was foul 229 !
    Rises
         I scarce did know you, uncle 230 : there lies your niece,
     Whose breath, indeed, these hands have newly stopped:
     I know this act shows horrible and grim 232 .
    GRATIANO    Poor Desdemon! I am glad thy father’s dead:
     Thy match was mortal 234 to him, and pure grief
      Shore his old thread 235 in twain. Did he live now,
     This sight would make him do a desperate turn 236 ,
     Yea, curse his better angel from his side,
     And fall to reprobance 238 .
    OTHELLO    ’Tis pitiful, but yet Iago knows
     That she with Cassio hath the act of shame
     A thousand times committed: Cassio confessed it,
     And she did gratify his amorous works 242
     With that recognizance 243 and pledge of love
     Which I first gave her: I saw it in his hand:
     It was a handkerchief, an antique 245 token
     My father gave my mother.
    EMILIA    O heaven! O heavenly powers!
    IAGO    Come, hold your peace.
    EMILIA    ’Twill out, ’twill out. I peace 249 ?
     No, I will speak as liberal as the north 250 :
     Let heaven and men and devils, let them all,
     All, all, cry shame

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