As nothing else could match.DESDEMONA Is’t possible?OTHELLO ’Tis true. There’s magic in the web73 of it:
A sibyl74, that had numbered in the world
The sun to course two hundred compasses75,
In her prophetic fury76 sewed the work:
The worms were hallowed77 that did breed the silk,
And it was dyed in mummy78 which the skilful
Conserved of79 maidens’ hearts.DESDEMONA Indeed? Is’t true?OTHELLO Most veritable: therefore look to’t well.DESDEMONA Then would to heaven that I had never seen’t!OTHELLO Ha? Wherefore?DESDEMONA Why do you speak so startingly and rash84?OTHELLO Is’t lost? Is’t gone? Speak, is’t out o’th’way85?DESDEMONA Bless us!OTHELLO Say you?DESDEMONA It is not lost, but what an if88 it were?OTHELLO How?89DESDEMONA I say it is not lost.OTHELLO Fetch’t, let me see’t.DESDEMONA Why, so I can, but I will not now.
This is a trick to put me from my suit:
Pray you let Cassio be received again.OTHELLO Fetch me the handkerchief: my mind misgives95.DESDEMONA Come, come,
You’ll never meet a more sufficient97 man.OTHELLO The handkerchief.DESDEMONA A man that all his time
Hath founded his good fortunes on your love,
Shared dangers with you— OTHELLO The handkerchief.DESDEMONA In sooth103, you are to blame.OTHELLO Away!
Sure, there’s some wonder107 in this handkerchief:
I am most unhappy108 in the loss of it.EMILIA ’Tis not a year or two shows us a man:
They are all but stomachs, and we all but food:
They eat us hungerly111, and when they are full
They belch112 us.
And, lo, the happiness115! Go and importune her.DESDEMONA How now, good Cassio, what’s the news with you?CASSIO Madam, my former suit: I do beseech you
That by your virtuous118 means I may again
Exist, and be a member of his love
Whom I with all the office120 of my heart
Entirely honour. I would not be delayed.
If my offence be of such mortal122 kind
That nor123 my service past, nor present sorrows,
Nor purposed merit in futurity124,
Can ransom me into his love again,
But126 to know so must be my benefit:
So shall I clothe me in a forced content,
And shut myself up in128 some other course,
To fortune’s alms129.DESDEMONA Alas, thrice-gentle Cassio,
My advocation131 is not now in tune;
My lord is not my lord; nor should I know him,
Were he in favour133 as in humour altered.
So help me every spirit sanctified
As I have spoken for you all my best
And stood within the blank136 of his displeasure
For my free speech! You must awhile be patient:
What I can do I will, and more I will
Than for myself I dare: let that suffice139 you.IAGO Is my lord angry?EMILIA He went hence but now,
And certainly in strange unquietness.IAGO Can he be angry? I have seen the cannon
When it hath blown his ranks144 into the air,
And like the devil from his very arm
Puffed his own brother146: and is he angry?
Something of moment147 then. I will go meet him:
There’s matter in’t indeed, if he be angry.
DESDEMONA I prithee do so. Something, sure, of state149,
Either from Venice, or some unhatched practice150
Made demonstrable here in Cyprus to him,
Hath puddled152 his clear spirit: and in such cases
Men’s natures wrangle with inferior things,
Though great ones are their object. ’Tis even so,
For let our finger ache, and it indues155
Our other healthful members156 even to a sense
Of pain. Nay, we must think men are not gods,
Nor of them look for such observancy158
As fits the bridal. Beshrew159 me much, Emilia,
I was — unhandsome160 warrior as I am —
Arraigning161 his unkindness with my soul,
But now I find I had suborned the witness162,
And he’s indicted falsely.EMILIA Pray heaven it be state matters, as you think,
And no conception nor no jealous toy165
Concerning you.DESDEMONA Alas the day! I never gave him cause.EMILIA But jealous souls will not be answered so;
They are not ever jealous for the cause,
But jealous for they’re jealous: it is a monster
Begot upon171 itself, born on itself.DESDEMONA Heaven keep the monster from Othello’s mind!EMILIA Lady, amen.DESDEMONA I will go seek him.— Cassio, walk hereabout:
If I do find him fit, I’ll move your suit
And seek to effect it to my uttermost.
CASSIO I humbly thank your ladyship.
How is’t with you, my most fair Bianca?
Indeed, sweet love, I was coming to your house.BIANCA And I was going to your lodging, Cassio.
What, keep a week away? Seven days and nights?
Eight score eight184 hours? And lovers’ absent hours
More tedious than the dial185 eight score times?
O weary reck’ning186!CASSIO Pardon me, Bianca: I have this while with leaden thoughts been pressed:
But I shall, in a more continuate189 time,
Strike off this score190 of absence. Sweet Bianca,
Take me this work out191.BIANCA O Cassio, whence came this?
This is some token from a newer friend193:
To the felt absence now I feel a cause194.
Is’t come to this? Well, well.CASSIO Go to, woman!
Throw your vile guesses in the devil’s teeth,
From whence you have them. You are jealous now
That this is from some mistress, some remembrance;
No, in good troth, Bianca.BIANCA Why, whose is it?CASSIO I know not, neither: I found it in my chamber.
I like the work well. Ere it be demanded203 —
As like enough it will — I would have it copied:
Take it, and do’t, and leave me for this time.BIANCA Leave you? Wherefore? CASSIO I do attend here on the general,
And think it no addition, nor my wish,
To have him see me womaned209.BIANCA Why, I pray you? CASSIO Not that I love you not.BIANCA But that you do not love me.
I pray you bring213 me on the way a little,
And say if I shall see you soon at night214.CASSIO ’Tis but a little way that I can bring you,
For I attend here: but I’ll see you soon.BIANCA ’Tis very good: I must be circumstanced217.
Act 4 Scene 1
An hour or more, not meaning any harm? OTHELLO Naked in bed, Iago, and not mean harm?
It is hypocrisy against the devil8:
They that mean virtuously, and yet do so,