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Othello

Act III, Scene 4

Before the castle. Enter DESDEMONA, EMILIA, and Clown
 
DESDEMONA
Do you know, sirrah, where Lieutenant Cassio lies?
 
CLOWN
I dare not say he lies any where.
 
DESDEMONA
Why, man?
 
CLOWN
He's a soldier, and for one to say a soldier lies, is stabbing.
 
DESDEMONA
Go to: where lodges he?
 
CLOWN
To tell you where he lodges, is to tell you where I lie.
 
DESDEMONA
Can any thing be made of this?
 
CLOWN
I know not where he lodges, and for me to devise a lodging and say he lies here or he lies there, were to lie in mine own throat.
 
DESDEMONA
Can you inquire him out, and be edified by report?
 
CLOWN
I will catechise the world for him; that is, make questions, and by them answer.
 
DESDEMONA
Seek him, bid him come hither: tell him I have moved my lord on his behalf, and hope all will be well.
 
CLOWN
To do this is within the compass of man's wit: and therefore I will attempt the doing it.
 
[Exit]
 
DESDEMONA
Where should I lose that handkerchief, Emilia?
 
EMILIA
I know not, madam.
 
DESDEMONA
          ,         ,        ,     2       ,         ,
      Believe | me, I | had ra|ther have lost | my purse
        ,           ,        ,       2    ,       ,
      Full of | crusa|does. And | but my no|ble Moor
           ,         ,          ,        ,          ,       2->
      Is true | of mind,| and made | of no | such base||ness
          ,         ,         ,     ,           ,
      As jea|lous crea|tures are,| it were | enough
          ,       2    ,      ,
5     To put | him to ill | thinking.
 
EMILIA
                                       2    ,     ,
                                     Is he not | jealous?
 
DESDEMONA
           ,       ,          ,           ,         ,
      Who he?| I think | the sun | where he | was born
            ,          ,        ,
      Drew^all | such hu|mors from | him.
 
EMILIA
                                            ,         2     ,
                                          Look | where he comes.
 
DESDEMONA
          ,          ,          ,          ,    ,
10    I will | not leave | him now,| till Cas|sio
            ,         ,          x           ,         ,
      Be called | to him.| How is it | with you,| my lord?
 
[Enter OTHELLO]
 
OTHELLO
        ,    2        ,      ,   ,         2     ,
      Well my good | lady.| Oh hard/ness to dis|semble!
           ,         ,     ,
      How do | you, Des|demo|na?
 
DESDEMONA
                                   ,      2       ,
                                 Well,| my good lord.
 
OTHELLO
        ,              ,           ,         ,         ,     2->
15    Give me | your hand:| this hand | is moist | my la||dy.
 
DESDEMONA
          ,           ,        ,          ,         ,       2->
      It yet | hath felt | no age,| nor known | no sor||row.
 
OTHELLO
            ,        ,        ,         ,   2     ,
      This ar|gues fruit|fulness,| and lib|eral heart:
       ,    ,         ,            ,         ,          ,
      Hot, hot, and moist.| This hand | of yours | requires  ????
       2    ,     2      ,     ,    ,               ,
      A seques|ter from lib|erty:| fasting,| and prayer,
            ,     ,        ,     ,        ,
20    Much^cas|tiga|tion, ex|ercise | devout,
            ,          ,           ,        ,       ,
      For here's | a young,| and swea|ting de|vil here
            ,      ,       ,               ,    ,
      That com|monly | rebels:| 'Tis a / good hand,
          ,     ___
      A frank | one.
 
DESDEMONA
                       ,     2      T    T   T
                      You may (in|deed) say so;
             ,           ,           ,      ,         ,
25    For 'twas | that hand | that gave | away | my heart.
 
OTHELLO
         ,   2     ,           ,         ,           ,
      A li|beral hand.| The hearts | of old,| gave hands:
                 ,   ,      ,        ,           ,
      But our / new her|aldry | is hands,| not hearts.
 
DESDEMONA
         ,        ,          ,      ,      2        ,
      I can|not speak | of this:| Come, now your | promise.
 
OTHELLO
            ,          ,   ->
      What pro|mise, chuck?
 
DESDEMONA
       2       ,        ,     ,  2            ,         ,  ->
30    I have sent | to bid | Cassio || come speak with you.
 
OTHELLO
      ,     2      ,         ,         ,        ,      ->
      I have a | salt and | sorry || rheum of|fends me;
        ,             ,       ,
      Lend me | thy hand|kerchief.
 
DESDEMONA
        ,          ,
      Here, my | lord.
 
OTHELLO
                        ,                ,
                      That / which I | gave you.
 
DESDEMONA
      <-    ,         ,       ,
35      I have || it not | about | me.
 
OTHELLO
                                       ,
                                      Not?
 
DESDEMONA
      <- __       ,          ,  ->
         No,| indeed,|| my lord.
 
OTHELLO
        ,           ,            ,       ,
      That is | a fault.| That hand|kerchief
       ,         ,        ,       ,        ,
      Did an | Egyp|tian to | my mo|ther give:
        ,    2      ,          2       ,        ,
      She was a | charmer,| and could al|most read
      <-        ,          ,        ,      ,          ,           ,
40      The thoughts | of peo|ple. She | told her,| while she | kept it,
                ,         ,  2 ,       2    ,        ,      2->
      'Twould make | her am|iable,| and subdue | my fa||ther
          ,      ,         ,     ,    2        ,
      Entire|ly to | her love:| but if she | lost it,
           ,        ,        ,       ,         ,
      Or made | a gift | of it,| my fa|ther's eye
               ,            ,      ,          ,                ,
      Should hold | her loathed,| and his | spirits | should hunt
        2    ,     ,             ,        ,        ,
45    After new | fancies.| She dy|ing, gave | it me,
           ,          ,         ,            ,         ,
      And bid | me (when | my fate | would have | me wived)
           ,        ,       ,           2         ,    x
      To give | it her.| I did | so; and take / heed on it,
        ,          ,          ,          ,         ,
      Make it | a dar|ling, like | your pre|cious eye;
             x          ,      2  ,           ,        ,      2->
      To lose it,| or give | it away,| were such | perdi||tion
          ,         ,            ,
50    As no|thing else | could match.
 
DESDEMONA
                                       2    ,     ,
                                     Is it pos|sible?
 
OTHELLO
             ,             ,      ,        ,        ,
      'Tis true:| there's ma|gic in | the web | of it:
         ,       ,         ,         ,         ,
      A si|byl that | had num|bered in | the world
           ,          ,           ,        ,      ,
      The sun | to course | two* hun|dred com|passes,
          ,        ,       ,      ,           ,
55    In her | prophe|tic fu|ry sewed | the work;
            ,           ,           ,          ,           ,
      The worms | were hal|lowed, that | did breed | the silk,
           ,         ,        ,        ,           ,       2->
      And it | was dyed | in mum|my, which | the skill||ful
            ,         ,           ,
      Conserved | of mai|dens' hearts.
 
DESDEMONA
                                          ,      2     ,
                                      Indeed?| Is it true?
 
OTHELLO
        ,   ,   2         ,           ,            ,
60    Most ver/itable,| therefore | look to | it well.
 
DESDEMONA
             ,           x         3 3     ,       ,     
      Then would | to Heaven | that I had ne|ver seen | it?
 
OTHELLO
      <- ,           ,  ->
        Ha?|| wherefore?
 
DESDEMONA
       ,    2        ,          ,    2           ,
      Why do you | speak so | startingly,| and rash?
 
OTHELLO
        2     ,      2     ,     ___      2    ,      2     ,
      Is it lost?| Is it gone?| Speak,| is it out | of the way?
 
DESDEMONA
        ,
      Bless us.
 
OTHELLO
                ,
               Say you?
 
DESDEMONA
                                ,    ,          ,          ,        ,  ->
65                     It is / not lost:| but what || and if | it were?
 
OTHELLO
      ___
      How?
 
DESDEMONA
              ,        ,          ,
           I say | it is || not lost.
 
OTHELLO
                                        ,         ,        ,
                                      Fetch it,| let me | see it.
 
DESDEMONA
      <-     ,       ,     ,        T   T   T
        Why so || I can:| but I | will not now:
      <-  ,            ,         ,         ,         ,
70      This is || a trick | to put | me from | my suit,
      <-  ,              ,   2   ,        ,        ,
        Pray you || let Cas|sio be | received | again.
 
OTHELLO
      <-  ,               ,       ,          ,         ,
        Fetch me || the hand|kerchief,| my mind | misgives.
 
DESDEMONA
                                                                  ,
                                                           Come come;
              ,       ,        ,        ,        ,
      You'll ne|ver meet | a more | suffi|cient man.
 
OTHELLO
            ,       ,
      The hand|kerchief.
 
DESDEMONA
                            ,          ,          ,
75                       A man | that all | his time
             ,              ,   ,         ,          ,
      Hath foun|ded his / good for|tunes on | your love,
         ,    ,               ,
      Shared dan/gers with | you.
 
OTHELLO
                                          ,      ___
                                  The | handker|chief.
 
DESDEMONA
           ,      ,             ,
      In sooth,| you are | to blame.
 
OTHELLO
                                       ,    oo
80                                   Away.|
 
[Exit]
 
EMILIA
          ,          ,     ,
      Is not | this man | jealous?
 
DESDEMONA
                                   2      ,        2    ,
                                  I nere saw | this before.
        ,                   ,       ,          ,       ,
      Sure, there's | some won|der in | this hand|kerchief:
       2     ,       ,      ,         ,        ,
      I am most | unhap|py in | the loss | of it.
 
EMILIA
            ,        ,        ,      ,           ,
85    'Tis not | a year | or two | shows us | a man:
        ,         ,         ,            2    ,          ,
      They are | all but | stomachs,| and we all | but food,
          ,        ,      ,         ,        2      ,
      To eat | us hun|grily,| and when | they are full
             ,           ,          ,   2   ,        ,       2->
      They belch | us. Look | you, Cas|sio and | my hus||band.
 
[Enter CASSIO and IAGO]
 
IAGO
             ,      ,       ,          ,           x
      There is | no o|ther way;| 'tis she | must do it:
           ,        ,     2     ,      3  3    ,         o
90    And lo | the hap|piness: go,| and importune | her.
 
DESDEMONA
           ,          ,   2      ,           ,          ,
      How now |(good Cas|sio) what's | the news | with you?
 
CASSIO
       ,          ,        ,       ,       ,         2->
      Madam,| my for|mer suit.| I do | beseech || you
            ,         ,    2     ,        ,       ,
      That by | your vir|tuous means | I may | again
         ,         ,      ,       ,         ,
      Exist,| and be | a mem|ber of | his love
           ,         ,         ,       ,        ,
95    Whom I | with all | the of|fice of | my heart
          ,      ,      ,          ,      2    ,
      Entire|ly ho|nor: I | would not | be delayed.
          ,       ,         ,         ,        ,
      If my | offence | be of | such mor|tal kind
        ,     2      ,          ,          ,         ,
      That nor my | service | past, nor | present | sorrows,
           ,         ,      ,      ,    ,
      Nor pur|posed me|rit in | futu|rity,
           ,       ,      ,         ,       ,
100   Can ran|som me | into | his love | again,
                 ,   ,         ,       ,    ,
      But to / know so | must be | my be|nefit;
       ,              ,         ,        ,          ,
      So shall | I clothe | me in | a forced | content,
            ,        ,     ,           ,         ,
      And shut | myself | up in | some o|ther course,
          ,           ,
      To for|tune's alms.
 
DESDEMONA
                           ,       ,    ,      ,    ,
105                      Alas |(thrice gentle Cas|sio)  ????
          ,    ,            ,   ,         ,
      My ad|voca|tion is / not now | in tune;
           ,        ,         ,     ,        2      ,
      My lord | is not | my lord;| nor should I | know him,
        ,    2      ,       ,       ,        ,
      Were he in | favor | as in | humour | altered.
           ,        ,      ,        ,      ,
      So help | me ev|ery spi|rit sanc|tified,
         ,         ,       ,         ,         ,
110   As I | have spo|ken for | you all | my best
            ,         ,          ,         ,         ,       ->
      And stood | within | the blank | of his | displea||sure
         2       ,     ,      ,      2    ,         ,
      For my / free speech.| You must a|while be | patient:
           ,        ,       ,          ,        ,
      What I | can do,| I will:| and more | I will
            ,        ,        ,     ,      2      ,
      Than for | myself,| I dare.| Let that suf|fice you.
 
IAGO
          ,         ,
115   Is my | lord an|gry?
 
EMILIA
                            ,          ,          ,
                           He | went hence | but now,
           ,       ,         ,         ,      ,
      And cer|tainly | in strange | unqui|etness.
 
IAGO
       ,    2      ,      ,          ,         ,
      Can he be | angry?| I have | seen the | cannon,
            ,          ,           ,        ,        ,
      When it | hath blown | his ranks | into | the air,
            ,         ,       ,         ,     ,
120   And like | the de|vil from | his ve|ry arm
         ,          ,   ,               ,       ,
      Puffed his | own bro/ther: and | is he | angry?
        ,             ,        ,     2      ,     ,
      Something | of mo|ment then:| I will go | meet him:
               ,       ,     2    ,     ,   2      ,
      There's mat|ter in | it indeed,| if he be | angry.
 
[Exit IAGO]
 
DESDEMONA
         ,        ,         ,          ,         ,
      I pri|thee do | so. Some|thing sure | of state,
       ,             ,         2        ,   ,        ,
125   Either | from Ve|nice, or some / unhatched | practise
        ,      ,     2       ,        ,        ,
      Made de|monstrable | here in | Cyprus | to him,
            ,               ,      x        2     ,     ,
      Hath pud|dled his / clear spirit:| and in such | cases
        ,    ,        ,        ,       ,   2     ,
      Men's natures wran|gle with | infer|ior things,   ????
               ,           ,           ,         ,          ,
      Though great | ones^are | their ob|ject. 'Tis | eene so.
           ,         ,        ,         ,       ,
130   For let | our fin|ger ache,| and it | indues
          ,         ,        ,        ,    3  3       ,
      Our o|ther health|ful mem|bers, e|ven to that sense
           ,     ,               ,      ,              ,
      Of pain.| Nay, we | must think | men are | not gods,
           ,          ,          ,       ,      ,
      Nor of | them look | for such | obser|vances
           ,         ,           ,        ,     , 2
      As fits | the bri|dal. Beshrew me much, Emilia,   ????
         ,        ,        ,    2    ,      ,
135   I was |(unhand|some war|rior, as | I am)
          ,        ,        ,         ,         ,
      Arraig|ning his | unkind|ness with | my soul;
           ,        ,    ,    2      ,          ,
      But now | I find | I had su|borned the | witness,
            ,       ,        ,
      And he's | indic|ted false|ly.
 
EMILIA
                                       ,       x     2
                                     Pray | heaven it be
        ,    ,                   ,          ,       ,        ->
140   State mat/ters, as | you think,| and no | concep||tion,
       ,        ,        ,        ,        ,
      Nor | no jea|lous toy,| concer|ning you.
 
DESDEMONA
        ,         ,       ,       ,          ,
      Alas | the day,| I ne|ver gave | him cause.
 
EMILIA
           ,         ,           ,        ,         ,
      But jea|lous souls | will not | be an|swered so;
            ,        ,      ,        ,          ,
      They are | not e|ver jea|lous for | the cause,
           ,         ,             ,         ,     2   ,        o ->
145   But jea|lous, for | they're jea|lous. It | is a mon||ster
         ,      ,        ,      ,            ,  ->
      Begot | upon | itself,| born on || itself.
 
DESDEMONA
       ,         ,          ,          ,       ,          ,  ->
      Heaven | keep that | monster | from O||thello's | mind.
 
EMILIA
       ,       ___
      La/dy, a|men.
 
DESDEMONA
      <- ,              ,          ,    ,          ,       ,
         I will || go seek | him. Cas|sio,| walk^here | about:
         ,        ,         ,           ,           ,
150   If I | do find | him fit,| I'll move | your suit,
            ,      2    ,        ,       ,      ,
      And seek | to effect | it to | my ut|termost.
 
CASSIO
         ,        ,           ,     ,    oo
      I hum|bly thank | your la|dyship.|
 
[Exeunt DESDEMONA and EMILIA. Enter BIANCA]
 
BIANCA
        ,           ,    ,
      Save you |(friend Cas/sio).
 
CASSIO
                                         ,       2       ,
                                  What make | you from home?
           ,     2      ,         ,      ,      ,
155   How is | it with you,| my most | fair Bi|anca?
          ,      ,     ,             ,         2       ,
      Indeed |(sweet love)/ I was | coming | to your house.
 
BIANCA
          ,        ,    2     ,     ,         ,  2
      And I | was go|ing to your | lodging,| Cassio.
        ,             ,      ,      2     ,           ,
      What? Keep^|a week | away?| Seven days,| and nights?
              ,             ,          ,        ,        ,
      Eight^score | eight^hours?| and lo|vers' ab|sent hours,
            ,   2     ,          ,      T     T     T
160   More te|dious than | the dial | eight score times?
          ,       ,    2
      Oh wea|ry reck|oning.
 
CASSIO
                            ,       ,      ,     ->
                           Par|don me,| Bian||ca:
      ,       2       ,            ,         ,              ,
      I | have this while | with lead|en thoughts | been pressed:
       ,        ,             ,        ,   2     ,
      But I | shall, in | a more | contin|uate time,
              ,           ,         ,          ,        ,     ->
165   Strike^off | this score | of ab|sence. Sweet | Bian||ca,
        ,      2       ,        2
      Take | me this work | out.
 
[Gives her DESDEMONA's handkerchief]
 
BIANCA
                                    ,   2      ,            ,
                                 O Cas|sio, whence | came this?
        ,             ,       ,       ,        ,
      This is | some to|ken from | a ne|wer friend:
                 ,   ,         ,        ,        ,
      To the / felt ab|sence: now | I feel | a cause:
        2     ,         ,            ,
170   Is it come | to this?| Well* well.
 
CASSIO
                                            ,    ,
                                        Go to,| woman:
        ,            ,    ,                ,         ,
      Throw your | vile gues/ses in | the de|vil's teeth,
              ,           ,           ,         ,        ,
      From whence | you have | them. You | are jea|lous now
             ,      2       ,     ,           ,      ,
      That this | is from some | mistress,| some re|membrance:
       ,    2         ,       ,
175   No, in good | troth Bi|anca.
 
BIANCA
                                   ,            ,
                                  Why, whose | is it?
 
CASSIO
          ,         ,        o       ,         ,         ,      o ->
      I know | not nei|ther:   | I found | it in || my cham|ber,
          ,          ,     __      ,        ,     ,    ->
      I like | the work | well;|| ere it | be de|manded
            ,       ,           ,     2        ,        ,       o
      (As like | enough || it will)| I would have | it co|pied:
      <-  ,              x           ,         ,           ,
180     Take it,|| and do it,| and leave | me for | this time.
 
BIANCA
      <-  ,                 ,
        Leave you?|| Wherefore?
 
CASSIO
                                ,   2     ,         ,        ,  2
                                I do at|tend here^|on the | general,
            ,         ,      ,        ,         ,
      And think | it no | addi|tion, nor | my wish
        3    3     ,        ,
      To have him see | me wo|maned.
 
BIANCA
                                       ,        ,
185                                   Why,| I pray | you?
 
CASSIO
      <- ,         2    ,         ,
        Not || that I love | you not.
 
BIANCA
                                       ,      2       ,         ,
                                      But that you | do not | love me.
          ,          ,         ,        ,       ,      2->
      I pray | you bring | me on | the way | a lit||tle
           ,       ,          ,          ,         ,
      And say,| if I | shall see | you soon | at night?
 
CASSIO
        ,     2     ,        ,         ,         ,
190   'Tis but a | little | way that | I can | bring you,
          ,       ,      ,               ,          ,
      For I | attend | here: but | I'll see | you soon.
 
BIANCA
            ,      ,        ,        ,        ,
      'Tis ve|ry good:| I must | be cir|cumstanced.
 
[Exeunt]

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