wind.DESDEMONA I called my love false love, but what said he then?
Sing willow, willow, willow:
If I court more women, you’ll couch59 with more men!—
So, get thee gone, goodnight. Mine eyes do itch:
Doth that bode61 weeping?EMILIA ’Tis neither here nor there.DESDEMONA I have heard it said so. O, these men, these men!
Dost thou in conscience think — tell me, Emilia —
That there be women do abuse65 their husbands
In such gross kind66?EMILIA There be some such, no question.DESDEMONA Wouldst thou do such a deed for all the world?EMILIA Why, would not you?DESDEMONA No, by this heavenly light!EMILIA Nor I neither by this heavenly light:
I might do’t as well i’th’dark.DESDEMONA Wouldst thou do such a deed for all the world?EMILIA The world’s a huge thing: it is a great price74
For a small vice.DESDEMONA In troth, I think thou wouldst not.EMILIA In troth, I think I should, and undo’t when I had
done. Marry, I would not do such a thing for a joint- ring78, nor
for measures of lawn79, nor for gowns, petticoats, nor caps,
nor any petty exhibition80: but for all the whole world, why,
who would not make her husband a cuckold to make him a
monarch? I should venture82 purgatory for’t.DESDEMONA Beshrew me, if I would do such a wrong
For the whole world.EMILIA Why, the wrong is but a wrong i’th’world, and
having the world for your labour, ’tis a wrong in your own
world, and you might quickly make it right.DESDEMONA I do not think there is any such woman.EMILIA Yes, a dozen, and as many to th’vantage89 as
Would store90 the world they played for.
But I do think it is their husbands’ faults
If wives do fall92. Say that they slack their duties
And pour our treasures into foreign laps93,
Or else break out in peevish94 jealousies,
Throwing restraint upon us, or say they strike us,
Or scant96 our former having in despite:
Why, we have galls97, and though we have some grace,
Yet have we some revenge98. Let husbands know
Their wives have sense like them: they see and smell
And have their palates both for sweet and sour,
As husbands have. What is it that they do
When they change102 us for others? Is it sport?
I think it is. And doth affection103 breed it?
I think it doth. Is’t frailty that thus errs?
It is so too. And have not we affections?
Desires for sport? And frailty, as men have?
Then let them use107 us well: else let them know,
The ills we do, their ills instruct us so.DESDEMONA Goodnight, goodnight: heaven me such uses109 send
Not to pick bad from bad, but by bad mend110!
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Wear thy good rapier bare2, and put it home.
Quick, quick, fear nothing; I’ll be at thy elbow.
It makes us or it mars4 us: think on that,
And fix most firm thy resolution.RODORIGO Be near at hand: I may miscarry6 in’t.IAGO Here, at thy hand: be bold, and take thy stand.
RODORIGO I have no great devotion to the deed,
And yet he hath given me satisfying reasons.
’Tis but a man gone. Forth, my sword: he dies.
IAGO I have rubbed this young quat11 almost to the sense,
And he grows angry12. Now, whether he kill Cassio
Or Cassio him, or each do kill the other,
Every way makes my gain. Live Rodorigo14,
He calls me to a restitution large
Of gold and jewels that I bobbed16 from him
As gifts17 to Desdemona:
It must not be. If Cassio do remain,
He hath a daily beauty in his life
That makes me ugly: and besides, the Moor
May unfold21 me to him: there stand I in much peril.
No, he must die. But so: I heard him coming.
CASSIO That thrust had been mine enemy indeed,
But that my coat25 is better than thou know’st:
I will make proof26 of thine.
RODORIGO O, I am slain!
CASSIO I am maimed for ever. Help, ho! Murder, murder!
That hast such noble sense of thy friend’s wrong!
Thou teachest me.— Minion35, your dear lies dead,
And your unblest36 fate hies. Strumpet, I come:
For of37 my heart those charms, thine eyes, are blotted,
Thy bed, lust-stained, shall with lust’s blood be spotted.
These may be counterfeits: let’s think’t unsafe
To come in to46 the cry without more help.RODORIGO Nobody come: then shall I bleed to death.
LODOVICO Hark!GRATIANO Here’s one comes in his shirt49, with light and
weapons.IAGO Who’s there? Whose noise is this that cries on
murder?LODOVICO We do not know.IAGO Do not you hear a cry?CASSIO Here, here! For heaven sake, help me!IAGO What’s the matter?GRATIANO This is Othello’s ancient, as I take it.
LODOVICO The same indeed: a very valiant fellow.
IAGO What are you here that cry so grievously?CASSIO Iago? O, I am spoiled58, undone by villains!
Give me some help.IAGO O me, lieutenant! What villains have done this? CASSIO I think that one of them is hereabout,
And cannot make away.IAGO O treacherous villains!—
What are you there? Come in, and give some help.RODORIGO O, help me there!CASSIO That’s one of them.IAGO O murd’rous slave! O villain!
RODORIGO O damned Iago! O inhuman dog!IAGO Kill men i’th’dark!— Where be these bloody
thieves?—
How silent is this town!— Ho! Murder, murder!—
What may you be? Are you of good or evil?
LODOVICO As you shall prove72 us, praise us.IAGO Signior Lodovico?LODOVICO He, sir.IAGO I cry you mercy. Here’s Cassio hurt by villains.GRATIANO Cassio?IAGO How is’t, brother?
CASSIO My leg is cut in two.IAGO Marry, heaven forbid!—
Light, gentlemen. I’ll bind it with my shirt.