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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 rath|er have lost | my purse
        ,           ,        ,       2    ,       ,
      Full of | crusad|oes. And | but my nob|le Moor
           ,         ,          ,     .  T   T    T       2->
      Is true | of mind,| and made | of no such base||ness,
          ,         ,         ,     ,           ,
      As jeal|ous creat|ures are,| it were | enough
          ,       2    ,      ,
      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^hum|ors from | him.
 
EMILIA
                                            ,         2     ,
                                          Look | where he comes.
 
DESDEMONA
          ,          ,          ,      ,   ,   2
      I will | not leave | him now,| till Cas/sio 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
        ,              ,
      Give me | your hand.
                                 ,         ,         ,    2->
                          This hand | is moist | my la||dy.
 
DESDEMONA
          ,           ,        ,          ,         ,       2->
      It yet | hath felt | no age,| nor known | no sor||row.
 
OTHELLO
            ,        ,        ,         ,   2     ,
      This arg|ues fruit|fulness,| and lib|eral heart:
       T    T    .    T            ,         ,          ,
      Hot, hot, and moist.| This hand | of yours | requires
       2    ,     2      ,     ,    ,               ,
      A sequest|er from lib|erty:| fasting,| and prayer,
             ,    ,        ,     ,        ,
      Much^cast|iga|tion, ex|ercise | devout,
            ,          ,           ,        ,       ,
      For here's | a young,| and sweat|ing dev|il here
            ,      ,       ,               ,    ,
      That com|monly | rebels:| 'Tis a / good hand,
          ,      ,
      A frank | one.
 
DESDEMONA
                       ,              T    T   T
                      You / may (in|deed) say so:
             ,           ,           ,      ,         ,
      For 'twas | that^hand | that gave | away | my heart.
 
OTHELLO
         ,   2     ,           ,      .  T     T    T
      A lib|eral hand.| The hearts | of old, gave hands:
                 ,   ,      ,    .   T     T     T
      But our / new her|aldry | is hands, not hearts.
 
DESDEMONA
       2    ,      T    .   T
      I cannot | speak of this:
                                 T     ,          ,
                               Come,| now your | promise.
 
OTHELLO
            ,          ,
      What prom|ise, chuck?  \\
 
DESDEMONA
       2       ,        ,     ,  2            ,           ,
      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
                                    x      ,      ,
                              I have it | not a|bout me.
 
OTHELLO
       ,
      Not?  \\
 
DESDEMONA
       ,      ,         __
      No in|deed, my | lord.  \\
 
OTHELLO
        ,           ,    oo          ,       ,
      That's | a fault:|    | That hand|kerchief
       ,         ,        ,       ,        ,
      Did an | Egyp|tian to | my moth|er give:
        ,    2      ,          2       ,        ,
      She was a | charmer,| and could al|most read
      <-        ,           ,        ,      ,          ,           ,
        The thoughts || of peo|ple. She | told her,| while she | kept it,
                ,         ,  2 ,       2    ,        ,      2->
      'Twould make | her am|iable,| and subdue | my fath||er
          ,      ,         ,     ,    2        ,
      Entire|ly to | her love:| but if she | lost it,
           ,        ,        ,       ,         ,
      Or made | a gift | of it,| my fath|er's eye
               ,            ,      ,          ,                ,
      Should hold | her loathed,| and his | spirits | should hunt
        2    ,     ,              ,        ,        ,
      After new | fancies.| She* dy|ing, gave | it me,
           ,          ,         ,            ,         ,
      And bid | me (when | my fate | would have | me wived)
             x      ,        ,        .    T    T    Tx
      To give it | her. I | did so;| and take heed on it,  ??
        ,           ,         ,           ,        ,
      Make it | a darl|ing, like | your prec|ious eye:
             x          ,      2  ,           ,        ,      2->
      To lose it,| or give | it away,| were such | perdi||tion
          ,         ,            ,
      As noth|ing else | could match.
 
DESDEMONA
                                       2    ,     ,
                                     Is it pos|sible?
 
OTHELLO
             ,             ,      ,        ,        ,
      'Tis true:| there's mag|ic in | the web | of it:
         ,       ,         ,         ,         ,
      A sib|yl that | had num|bered^in | the world
           ,          ,           ,        ,      ,
      The sun | to course,| two* hund|red comp|asses,
          ,        ,       ,      ,           ,
      In her | prophet|ic 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 maid|ens' hearts.
 
DESDEMONA
                                          ,      2     ,
                                      Indeed?| Is it true?
 
OTHELLO
        ,   ,   2         ,           ,            ,
      Most ver/itable,| therefore | look to | it well.
 
DESDEMONA
             ,           x          ,        ,         x     
      Then would | to Heaven,| that I | had nev|er seen it?
 
OTHELLO
      __          ,
      Ha?| wherefore?  \\
 
DESDEMONA
       ,             ,          ,       ,         ,
      Why do | you speak | so start|ingly,| 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?  (mono with prev)
 
DESDEMONA
               ,    ,          ,         ,        ,
      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.  (tri with prev)
 
DESDEMONA
           ,      ,     ,        T   T   T
      Why so | I can:| but I | will not now:
        ,           ,         ,         ,         ,
      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 never meet a more sufficient man.
 
OTHELLO
            ,       ,
      The hand|kerchief.
 
DESDEMONA
                            ,          ,          ,
                         A man | that all | his time
             ,              ,   ,         ,          ,
      Hath found|ed his / good for|tunes on | your love;
         ,    ,               ,
      Shared dang/ers with | you.
 
OTHELLO
                                          ,      ___
                                  The | handker|chief.
 
DESDEMONA
           ,      ,             ,
      In sooth,| you are | to blame.
 
OTHELLO
                                       ,    oo
                                     Away.|
 
[Exit]
 
EMILIA
          ,          ,     ,
      Is not | this man | jealous?
 
DESDEMONA
                                   2      ,        2    ,
                                  I nere saw | this before.
        ,                   ,       ,          ,       ,
      Sure, there's | some wond|er in | this hand|kerchief:
       2     ,       ,      ,         ,        ,
      I am most | unhap|py in | the loss | of it.
 
EMILIA
            ,        ,        ,      ,           ,
      '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 hung|rily,| and when | they are full
             ,           ,     ,    ,   2     2      ,
      They belch | us. Look | you, Cas/sio and my | husband.
 
[Enter CASSIO and IAGO]
 
IAGO
             ,       ,      ,          ,           x
      There is | no oth|er way:| 'tis she | must do it:
           ,        ,     2     ,        ,        x
      And lo | the hap|piness: go,| and im|portune her.
 
DESDEMONA
           ,          ,   2      ,           ,          ,
      How now |(good Cas|sio) what's | the news | with you?
 
CASSIO
        x           ,        ,        ,      ,
      Madam, my | former | suit. I | do be|seech you,
            ,         ,    2     ,        ,       ,
      That by | your vir|tuous means,| I may | again
         ,         ,      ,       ,         ,
      Exist,| and be | a mem|ber of | his love,
           ,         ,         ,       ,        ,
      Whom^I,| with all | the of|fice of | my heart
          ,      ,      ,          ,      2    ,
      Entire|ly hon|or, I | would not | be delayed.
          ,       ,         ,         ,        ,
      If my | offense,| be of | such mort|al kind,
            ,         ,        ,          ,         x
      That nor | my serv|ice past,| nor pres|ent sorrows,
           ,         ,      ,      ,    ,
      Nor pur|posed mer|it in | futur|ity,
           ,       ,      ,         ,       ,
      Can rans|om me | into | his love | again,
                 ,   ,         ,       ,    ,
      But to / know so,| must be | my ben|efit:
       ,              ,      ,           ,          ,
      So shall | I clothe | me in | a forced | content,
            ,        ,     ,           ,         ,
      And shut | myself | up in | some oth|er course
          ,           ,
      To for|tune's alms.
 
DESDEMONA
                           ,       ,    ,      ,    ,
                         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 | humor | altered.
           ,        ,      ,        ,      ,
      So help | me eve|ry spir|it sanc|tified,
         ,         ,       ,         ,         ,
      As I | have spok|en for | you all | my best,
            ,         ,          ,         ,         ,       ->
      And stood | within | the blank | of his | displeas||ure
         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
          ,         ,
      Is my | lord^ang|ry?
 
EMILIA
                            ,          ,          ,
                           He | went hence | but now:
           ,       ,         ,         ,      ,
      And cert|ainly | in strange | unqui|etness.
 
IAGO
       ,    2      ,      ,          ,         ,
      Can he be | angry?| I have | seen the | cannon
            ,          ,           ,        ,        ,
      When it | hath blown | his ranks | into | the air,
            ,         ,       ,         ,     ,
      And like | the dev|il from | his ve|ry arm
         ,          ,    ,              ,       ,
      Puffed his | own broth/er: 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 prith|ee do | so. Some|thing sure | of state,
       ,             ,         2        ,   ,        ,
      Either | from Ven|ice, or some / unhatched | practice
        ,      ,     2       ,        ,        ,
      Made de|monstrable | here in | Cyprus,| to him,
            ,               ,      x        2     ,     ,
      Hath pud|dled his / clear spirit:| and in such | cases,
        ,    ,        ,             ,        ,
      Men's natures wrangle with inferior things,   ????
               ,       ,               ,         ,          ,
      Though great | ones are | their ob|ject. 'Tis | eene^so.
           ,         ,        ,         ,       ,
      For let | our fing|er ache,| and it | indues
           ,        ,        ,          x      2       ,
      Our oth|er health|ful mem|bers, even | to that sense
           ,     ,               ,      ,               ,
      Of pain.| Nay, we | must think | men are | not* gods,  ??
           ,          ,          ,       ,      ,
      Nor of | them look | for such | observ|ances
           ,       ,           ,        ,     ,
      As fits the bridal. Beshrew me much, Emilia,   ????
         ,        ,        ,    2    ,      ,
      I was |(unhand|some war|rior, as | I am)
           ,       ,        ,         ,         ,
      Arraign|ing his | unkind|ness with | my soul;
           ,        ,    ,    2      ,          ,
      But now | I find,| I had su|borned the | witness,
            ,        ,       ,
      And he's | indict|ed false|ly.
 
EMILIA
                                       ,       x     2
                                     Pray | heaven it be
        ,    ,                   ,          ,       ,        ->
      State mat/ters, as | you think,| and no | concep||tion,
       ,        ,        ,        ,        ,
      Nor | no jeal|ous toy,| concern|ing you.
 
DESDEMONA
        ,         ,       ,       ,          ,
      Alas | the day,| I nev|er gave | him cause.
 
EMILIA
           ,         ,           ,        ,         ,
      But jeal|ous souls | will not | be ans|wered so;
            ,        ,      ,        ,          ,
      They are | not ev|er jeal|ous for | the cause,
           ,         ,             ,          x        ,       2->
      But jeal|ous, for | they're jeal|ous. It is | a monst||er
         ,      ,        ,      ,           ,
      Begot | upon | itself,| born on | itself.
 
DESDEMONA
       ,         ,          ,          ,      ,           ,  ->
      Heaven | keep that | monster | from O|thello's || mind.
 
EMILIA
       ,       ___
      La/dy, a|men.  \\
 
DESDEMONA
      ,     2       ,         ,   2     T    T  .  T
      I will go | seek him.| Cassio,| walk here about:
         ,        ,         ,           ,           ,
      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 lad|yship.|
 
[Exeunt DESDEMONA and EMILIA. Enter BIANCA]
 
BIANCA
        ,           ,    ,
      Save you |(friend Cas/sio).
 
CASSIO
                                         ,       2       ,
                                  What make | you from home?
            x           ,         ,      ,      ,
      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.
        T     T  .   T      ,      Tx    T    .     T
      What? Keep a week | away?| Seven days, and nights?
              ,             ,          ,        ,        ,
      Eight^score | eight^hours?| and lov|ers' ab|sent hours,
            ,   2     ,          ,      T     T     T
      More ted|ious than | the dial,| eight score times?
          ,       ,    2
      Oh wea|ry reck|oning.
 
CASSIO
                             ,      ,      ,     ->
                           Pard|on me,| Bian||ca:
      ,       2       ,            ,         ,              ,
      I | have this while | with lead|en thoughts | been pressed,
       ,        ,             ,        ,   2     ,
      But I | shall, in | a more | contin|uate time
              ,           ,         ,          ,        ,     ->
      Strike^off | this score | of ab|sence. Sweet | Bian||ca
        ,      2       ,        2
      Take | me this work | out.
 
[Gives her DESDEMONA's handkerchief]
 
BIANCA
                                     ,   2      ,             ,
                                 Oh Cas|sio, whence | came* this?
        ,             ,       ,       ,        ,
      This is | some tok|en from | a new|er friend,
                 ,   ,         ,        ,        ,
      To the / felt ab|sence: now | I feel | a cause:
        2     ,         ,            ,
      Is it come | to this?| Well* well.
 
CASSIO
                                            ,    ,
                                        Go to,| woman:
        ,            ,    ,                ,         ,
      Throw your | vile gues/ses in | the dev|il's teeth,
              ,           ,           ,         ,        ,
      From whence | you have | them. You | are jeal|ous now,
             ,      2       ,     ,           ,      ,
      That this | is from some | mistress,| some re|membrance;
       ,    2         ,       ,
      No, in good | troth Bi|anca.
 
BIANCA
                                   ,            ,
                                  Why, whose | is it?
 
CASSIO
          ,          ,
      I know | not^neith|er:  \\
          ,         ,        ,
      I found | it in | my cham|ber,  \\
          ,          ,      ,         ,   2    ,
      I like | the work | well; ere^|it be de|manded
            ,       ,          ,     2          x      ,
      (As like | enough | it will)| I would have it | copied:
          x           ,            ,         ,           ,
      Take it, and | do it,| and leave | me for | this time.  ??
 
BIANCA
        ,                ,
      Leave you?| Wherefore?  \\
 
CASSIO
         ,       ,      ,             ,      o
      I do | attend | here on | the gene|ral,
            ,         ,      ,        ,         ,
      And think | it no | addi|tion, nor | my wish
           ,          ,       ,
      To have | him see | me wom|aned.
 
BIANCA
                                       ,        ,         ->
                                      Why,| I pray || you?
 
CASSIO
       ,        2    ,         ,
      Not | that I love | you not.
 
BIANCA
       ,      2       ,         ,
      But that you | do not | love me.  (tri with prev)
          ,          ,         ,        ,         x
      I pray | you bring | me on | the way | a little,
           ,       ,          ,          ,         ,
      And say,| if I | shall see | you soon | at night?
 
CASSIO
        ,     2     ,        ,         ,         ,
      '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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