OTHELLO What noise is this? Not dead? Not yet quite dead?
I that am cruel am yet merciful:
I would not have thee linger in thy pain: so, so.EMILIA What, ho? My lord, my lord!
OTHELLO Who’s there?EMILIA O, good my lord, I would speak a word with you!
OTHELLO Yes.— ’Tis Emilia.— By and by108.— She’s dead.
’Tis like109 she comes to speak of Cassio’s death.—
The noise110 was high. Ha, no more moving?
Still as the grave. Shall she come in? Were’t good?—
I think she stirs again. No. What’s best to do?
If she come in, she’ll sure speak to my wife:
My wife, my wife! What wife? I have no wife.
O insupportable! O heavy hour!
Methinks it should be now a huge eclipse
Of sun and moon, and that th’affrighted globe
Did yawn at alteration118.EMILIA I do beseech you
That I may speak with you, O, good my lord!OTHELLO I had forgot thee.— O, come in, Emilia.—
Soft122, by and by: let me the curtains draw.—
Where art thou? What’s the matter with thee now?
She comes more nearer earth than she was wont128,
And makes men mad.EMILIA Cassio, my lord, hath killed a young Venetian
Called Rodorigo.OTHELLO Rodorigo killed? And Cassio killed?EMILIA No, Cassio is not killed.OTHELLO Not Cassio killed? Then murder’s out of tune,
And sweet revenge grows harsh135.DESDEMONA O, falsely136, falsely murdered! EMILIA Alas! What cry is that?OTHELLO That? What?EMILIA Out, and alas!139 That was my lady’s voice.
Help, help, ho, help! O lady, speak again!
Sweet Desdemona! O sweet mistress, speak! DESDEMONA A guiltless death I die.EMILIA O, who hath done this deed?DESDEMONA Nobody: I myself. Farewell.
Commend me to my kind lord. O, farewell!
OTHELLO Why, how should she be murdered?EMILIA Alas, who knows?OTHELLO You hear her say herself it was not I.EMILIA She said so: I must needs report the truth.OTHELLO She’s like a liar gone to burning hell:
’Twas I that killed her.EMILIA O, the more angel she, and you the blacker devil!OTHELLO She turned to folly153, and she was a whore.EMILIA Thou dost belie154 her, and thou art a devil.OTHELLO She was false as water.EMILIA Thou art rash as fire, to say
That she was false: O, she was heavenly true!OTHELLO Cassio did top158 her: ask thy husband else.
O, I were damned beneath all depth in hell,
But160 that I did proceed upon just grounds
To this extremity. Thy husband knew it all.EMILIA My husband?OTHELLO Thy husband.EMILIA That she was false to wedlock? OTHELLO Ay, with Cassio. Had she been true,
If heaven would make me such another world
Of one entire and perfect chrysolite167,
I’d not have sold her for it.EMILIA My husband?OTHELLO Ay, ’twas he that told me on170 her first:
An honest man he is, and hates the slime171
That sticks on filthy deeds172.EMILIA My husband?OTHELLO What needs this iterance174, woman? I say thy husband.EMILIA O mistress, villainy hath made mocks with175 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 pernicious180 soul
Rot half a grain a day! He lies to th’heart:
She was too fond of her most filthy bargain182.OTHELLO Ha?EMILIA Do thy worst:
This deed of thine is no more worthy heaven
Than thou wast worthy her.OTHELLO Peace, you were best187—EMILIA Thou hast not half that power to do me harm
As I have to be hurt189. O gull, O dolt,
As ignorant as dirt! Thou hast done a deed —
I care not for thy sword — I’ll make thee known191,
Though I lost twenty lives.— Help, help, ho, help!
The Moor hath killed my mistress! Murder, murder!
That men must lay their murders on your neck.GRATIANO What is the matter?EMILIA Disprove this villain, if thou be’st a man:
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 apt203 and true.EMILIA But did you ever tell him she was false?IAGO I did.EMILIA You told a lie, an odious, damned lie:
Upon my soul, a lie, a wicked lie.
She false with Cassio? Did you say with Cassio?IAGO With Cassio, mistress! Go to, charm209 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!
EMILIA Nay, lay thee down and roar,
For thou hast killed the sweetest innocent
That e’er did lift up eye228.OTHELLO O, she was foul229!
I scarce did know you, uncle230: there lies your niece,
Whose breath, indeed, these hands have newly stopped:
I know this act shows horrible and grim232.GRATIANO Poor Desdemon! I am glad thy father’s dead:
Thy match was mortal234 to him, and pure grief
Shore his old thread235 in twain. Did he live now,
This sight would make him do a desperate turn236,
Yea, curse his better angel from his side,
And fall to reprobance238.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 works242
With that recognizance243 and pledge of love
Which I first gave her: I saw it in his hand:
It was a handkerchief, an antique245 token
My father gave my mother.EMILIA O heaven! O heavenly powers!IAGO Come, hold your peace.EMILIA ’Twill out, ’twill out. I peace249?
No, I will speak as liberal as the north250:
Let heaven and men and devils, let them all,
All, all, cry shame against me, yet I’ll speak.IAGO Be wise, and get you home.
speak’st of
I found by fortune and did give my husband,
For often, with a solemn earnestness —
More than indeed belonged259 to such a trifle —
He begged of me to steal’t.IAGO Villainous whore!EMILIA She give it Cassio? No, alas! I found it,
And I did give’t my husband.IAGO Filth264, thou liest!EMILIA By heaven, I do not, I do not, gentlemen.
O murd’rous