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Othello

Act IV, Scene 1

Cyprus. Before the castle. Enter OTHELLO and IAGO
 
IAGO
        ,          ,
      Will you | think so?
 
OTHELLO
                             ,         x
                           Think so,| Iago?
 
IAGO
      <-  ,           ,        ,
        What, to || kiss in | private?     
 
OTHELLO
                                         2   ,      ,      __
                                       An unau|thorized | kiss?
 
IAGO
       ,          ,       ,           ,         ,
5     Or to | be na|ked with | her friend | in bed,
           ,         ,         ,       ,      ,
      An hour,| or more,| not mea|ning a|ny harm?
 
OTHELLO
       ,   2      ,     ,   2       T    T    T
      Naked in | bed (I|ago) and | not mean harm?
          ,      ,     ,       ,           x
      It is | hypo|crisy | against | the devil:
        ,           ,   ,    2            ,        ,
      They that | mean vir/tuously,| and yet | do so,
           ,    2       ,         ,           ,             x
10    The de|vil their vir|tue tempts,| and they | tempt^heaven.
 
IAGO
           ,        ,          ,       ,  2     ,
      So they | do no|thing, 'tis | a ve|nial slip:
           ,       ,         ,        ,      3   3
      But if | I give | my wife | a hand|kerchief.
 
OTHELLO
                                                          ,
                                                   What then?
 
IAGO
            ,          ,         ,         ,       ,
      Why then |'tis hers |(my lord)| and be|ing hers,
           ,        ,         ,      2   ,     ,
      She may |(I think)| bestow | it on a|ny man.
 
OTHELLO
       ,           ,         ,        ,      ,
15    She is | protec|tress of | her ho|nor too:
       ,               ,  ->
      May she | give^that?
 
IAGO
           ,      ,       ,                  ,    ,  ->
      Her ho|nor is | an es||sence that's / not seen;
             ,        ,     ,            ,        ,  ->
      They have | it ve|ry oft || that have | it not.
       ,              ,       ,
      But for | the hand|kerchief.
 
OTHELLO
            x         ,            ,       ,        ,        o ->
20    By heaven,| I would | most glad|ly have | forgot || it.
              ,          ,      ,        ,  2
      Thou saidst |(it comes | ore my | memory,
           ,         ,      ,       2   ,          ,
      As doth | the ra|ven ore | the infec|tious house:
       ,           ,        ,         ,       ,
      Boding | to all)| he had | my hand|kerchief.
 
IAGO
       ,           ,
      Aye, what | of that?
 
OTHELLO
                                   ,         ,
25                         That's not | so good | now.
 
IAGO
      <-  ,        ,         ,     2      ,         ,         ,
        What || if I | had said | I had seen | him do | you wrong?
           ,          ,         ,          ,       ,
      Or heard | him say (as knaves | be such | abroad,
           ,       ,          ,       ,    2      ,
      Who ha|ving by | their own | impor|tunate suit,
          ,     ,     ,     2     ,     ,
      Or vo|lunta|ry do|tage of some | mistress,
          ,       ,        ,            ,         ,
30    Convin|ced or | supplied | them, can|not choose
            ,           ,
      But they | must blab)
 
OTHELLO
                             ,            ,      ,
                           Hath he | said^a|ny thing?
 
IAGO
           ,         ,         ,         ,        ,
      He hath |(my lord)| but be | you well | assured,
           ,           ,         ,
      No more | than he'll | unswear.
 
OTHELLO
                                             ,         ,
35                                    What hath | he said?
 
IAGO
       ,              ,        ,          ,        ,
      Why, that | he did:| I know | not what | he did.
 
OTHELLO
       __     __
      What?| What?
 
IAGO
                   ___
                   Lie.
 
OTHELLO
                        __    ___
                       With | her?
 
IAGO
        ,         ,         ,         __    oo
40    With her,| on her;| what you | will.|
 
OTHELLO
Lie with her? Lie on her? We say lie on her, when they belie her. Lie with her! that's fulsome. --Handkerchief--confessions--handkerchief!--To confess, and be hanged for his labour;--first, to be hanged, and then to confess.--I tremble at it. Nature would not invest herself in such shadowing passion without some instruction. It is not words that shake me thus. Pish! Noses, ears, and lips. --Is it possible?--Confess--handkerchief!--O devil!--
 
[Falls in a trance]
 
IAGO
           ,         ,         ,         ,          ,
      Work on,
          ,    2     ,            ,    2     ,            ,
      My med|icine works.| Thus cred|ulous fools | are caught,
           ,     ,                ,     ,       2    ,
      And ma|ny wor|thy, and / chaste dames | even thus,
             ,           ,         ,           ,        ,
      (All guilt|less) meet | reproach:| What ho?| My lord?
           ,       ,       ,      o   oo
45    My lord,| I say:| Othel|lo.   |
 
[Enter CASSIO]
           ,     ,  2
      How now | Cassio?
 
CASSIO
                          ,           ,
                        What's the | matter?
 
IAGO
      <-     ,         ,     2   ,       ,   ,
        My lord || is fal|len into | an ep|ilep|sy:
      <-  ,             ,       ,        ,         ,      ,
        This is || his sec|ond fit;| he had | one yes|terday.
 
CASSIO
       ,           ,         ,
50    Rub him | about | the tem|ples.
 
IAGO
                                      ,        ,
                                     No,| forbear;
           ,      ,          ,         ,        ,
      The le|thargy | must have | his qui|et course:
          ,         ,          ,          ,        ,
      If not,| he foams | at mouth | and by | and by
              ,        ,       ,          ,         ,
      Breaks^out | to sa|vage mad|ness. Look,| he stirs:
          ,          ,          ,       ,        ,
55    Do you | withdraw | yourself | a lit|tle while,
           ,       ,         ,        ,            ,
      He will | reco|ver straight:| when he | is gone,
          ,          ,        ,        ,           ,
      I would | on great | occa|sion speak | with you.
           ,       ,    2     ,       2      ,           ,
      How is | it gen|eral? Have | you not hurt | your head?
 
[Exit CASSIO]
 
OTHELLO
        ,           ,
      Dost thou | mock me?
 
IAGO
                               ,         ,          x
60                         I mock | you not,| by heaven.
        ,                 ,          ,         ,       ,
      Would you | would bear | your for|tune like | a man.
 
OTHELLO
         ,        ,        ,        ,        ,
      A hor|ned man's | a mon|ster and | a beast.
 
IAGO
               ,   2    ,       ,          ,    2    ,     o ->
      There's ma|ny a beast | then in | a pop|ulous ci||ty,
           ,   2   ,      ,        o
      And ma|ny a ci|vil mon|ster.
 
OTHELLO
       ,            ,
65    Did he | confess | it?
 
IAGO
                               ,     ,           ,
                             Good | sir, be | a man;
             ,       ,       ,        ,            ,
      Think^ev|ery bear|ded fel|low that's | but yoked
            ,          ,             ,         ,       ,
      May draw | with you:| there's mil|lions now | alive
             ,       ,         ,        ,        ,
      That night|ly lie | in those | unpro|per beds
        T     T    T      ,       ,  2           ,         ,      o ->
70    Which they dare | swear pe|culiar.| Your case || is bet|ter.
       ,      2        ,          ,             T      T    T  ->
      Oh, 'tis the | spite of | hell, the || fiend's arch mock,
          ,       ,       ,           ,    ,   ->
      To lip | a wan|ton in || a se/cure couch,
       ,            ,           ,           ,         ,  ->
      And to | suppose | her chaste.|| No, let | me know;
            ,             ,  ,        ,          ,           , ->
      And know|ing what / I am,|| I know | what she | shall be.
 
OTHELLO
      __     ,           ,           ,      ->
75    Oh,| thou art || wise: 'tis | certain.
 
IAGO
        ,            ,        ,
      Stand you | awhile | apart;
           ,          ,         ,      ,         ,
      Confine | yourself | but in | a pa|tient list.
              ,           ,         ,        ,           ,
      Whilst you | were here | orewhel|med with | your grief
          ,         ,       ,         ,       ,
      (A pas|sion most | unsui|ting such | a man)
       ,  2      ,   ,             ,          2  ,
80    Cassio | came hi/ther. I | shifted | him away,
            ,             ,       ,          ,     ,
      And laid | good* 'scuse | upon | your ec|stasy,
        ,          ,        ,          ,      ,       2
      Bade him | anon | return | and here | speak with me,
            ,         ,          ,      2    ,          ,
      The which | he pro|mised. Do | but encave | yourself,
            ,           ,           ,          ,   2      ,
      And mark | the fleers,| the gibes,| and no|table scorns,
             ,         ,      ,       ,         ,
85    That dwell | in ev|ery re|gion of | his face.
          ,          ,          ,          ,      ,
      For I | will make | him tell | the tale | anew,
        ,     ,        ,          ,      ,         ,
      Where, how, how oft,| how long | ago,| and when  ????
           ,         ,      ,         ,           ,
      He hath,| and is | again | to cope | your wife:
         ,          ,         ,         ,      ,         ->
      I say | but mark | his ges|ture: mar|ry pa||tience;
       ,    2       ,       2     ,        ,          ,
90    Or | I shall say | you are all | in all | in spleen,
           ,         2     ,
      And no|thing of a / man.
 
OTHELLO
                                  ,           ,     x
                                Dost | thou hear,| Iago?
          ,         ,       ,   ,      2         ,
      I will | be found | most cun/ning in my | patience;
             ,           ,           ,    2
      But (dost | thou hear)| most^bloo|dy.
 
IAGO
                                                    ,       ,
95                                          That's not | amiss;
           ,           ,        ,          ,          ,
      But yet | keep time | in all.| Will you | withdraw?
 
[OTHELLO retires]
       ,      2      ,         ,  2     ,     ,
      Now will I | question | Cassio | of Bi|anca,
          ,          ,        ,        ,        ,
      A house|wife^that | by sel|ling her | desires
        ,             ,            ,       ,   2      ,
      Buys her|self bread | and clothes:| it is a | creature
             ,         ,   2    ,       2      ,            ,
100   That dotes | on Cas|sio; as | 'tis the strum|pet's plague
        2    ,      ,          ,        ,         ,
      To beguile | many | and be | beguiled | by one:
       ,              ,         ,     ,           ,
      He, when | he hears | of her,| cannot | refrain
                  ,  ,         ,          ,         ,
      From the / excess | of laugh|ter. Here | he comes.
 
[Re-enter CASSIO]
          ,           ,        ,       ,         ,
      As he | shall smile,| Othel|lo shall | go mad;
           ,       ,        ,    2     ,         ,
105   And his | unboo|kish jea|lousy must | construe
             ,    2      ,      ,      2        ,       ,
      Poor* Cas|sio's smiles,| gestures and | light be|havior,
        ,     2        ,           ,        ,         ,
      Quite in the | wrong. How | do you | now, lieu|tenant?
 
CASSIO
           ,        ,          ,        ,       ,       o ->
      The wor|ser that | you give | me the | addi||tion
        T     T  T       ,
      Whose want e|ven kills | me.
 
IAGO
      <- ,      ,     ,       ,          ,          ,    2
110     Ply || Desde|mona | well, and | you are | sure on it:
            ,          ,     ,          ,        x
      Now, if | this suit | lay in | Bian|ca's power,
            ,         ,           ,
      How quick|ly should | you speed?
 
CASSIO
                                         ,           ,        o ->
                                       Alas | poor* cai||tiff.
 
OTHELLO
        ,              ,        ,      o
      Look how | he laughs | alrea|dy.
 
IAGO
         ,       ,     ,        T   T   T
115   I ne|ver knew | woman | love man so.
 
CASSIO
        ,           ,         ,         ,          ,         ->
      Alas | poor^rogue,| I think | indeed | she loves || me.
 
OTHELLO
       ,      2    ,         ,     2       ,         ,
      Now | he denies | it faint|ly and laughs | it out.
 
IAGO
        2      ,     ,  2
      Do you hear,| Cassio?
 
OTHELLO
                             ,        ,      ,
                            Now he | impor|tunes him
           ,        ,        ,          ,           ,
120   To tell | it ore:| go to,| well said,| well said.
 
IAGO
            ,         ,          ,           ,      ,
      She gives | it out,| that you | shall mar|ry her:
          ,        ,        o
      Do you | intend | it?
 
CASSIO
                                T   T   T
                               Ha, ha, ha.
 
OTHELLO
       ,        ,         ,       ,        ,
      Do you | triumph,| Roman?| Do you | triumph?
 
CASSIO
           ,        ,       ,    2    ,         ,
125   Aye mar|ry. What?| A cus|tomer pri|thee bear
            ,    2   ,       ,        ,      ,
      Some cha|rity to | my wit:| do not | think it
       T  T  T    __     T   T   T
      So unwhole|some.| Ha, ha, ha.
 
OTHELLO
       T   T   T    ,           ,          ___
      So, so, so,| so: they | laugh that | win.
 
IAGO
         2     ,      ,              ,      ,
      Why the cry | goes that | you mar|ry her.
 
CASSIO
      <- ,                ,
130     Prithee || say* true.
 
IAGO
                                 ,      ,     ,         ,
                              I am | a ve|ry vil|lain else.
 
OTHELLO
        ,           ,          ,
      Have you | scored me?| Well.
 
CASSIO
      <-  ,              ,           ,           ,  ->
        This / is the | monkey's || own gi|ving out:
       ,           ,      ,          ,      ,  ->
      She is | persua|ded I || will mar|ry her
       ,            ,      ,          ,  2      ,   ,             ,
135   Out of | her own | love and || flattery,| not out / of my | promise.
 
OTHELLO
      <- ,       ,       ,    ,    2     ,         ,
        Ia||go beck|ons me;| now he be|gins the | story.
 
CASSIO
She was here even now; she haunts me in every place. I was the other day talking on the sea-bank with certain Venetians; and thither comes the bauble, and, by this hand, she falls me thus about my neck.
 
OTHELLO
Crying O dear Cassio, as it were: his gesture imports it.
 
CASSIO
So hangs, and lolls, and weeps upon me; so hales, and pulls me: ha, ha, ha!
 
OTHELLO
Now he tells how she plucked him to my chamber. O, I see that nose of yours, but not that dog I shall throw it to.
 
CASSIO
Well, I must leave her company.
 
IAGO
Before me! look, where she comes.
 
CASSIO
'Tis such another fitchew! marry a perfumed one. What do you mean by this haunting of me?
 
[Enter BIANCA]
 
BIANCA
Let the devil and his dam haunt you! What did you mean by that same handkerchief you gave me even now? I was a fine fool to take it. I must take out the work?--A likely piece of work, that you should find it in your chamber, and not know who left it there! This is some minx's token, and I must take out the work? There; give it your hobby-horse: wheresoever you had it, I'll take out no work on it.
 
CASSIO
How now, my sweet Bianca! how now! how now!
 
OTHELLO
By heaven, that should be my handkerchief!
 
BIANCA
An you'll come to supper tonight, you may; and you will not, come when you are next prepared for.
 
[Exit]
 
IAGO
After her, after her.
 
CASSIO
'Faith, I must; she'll rail in the street else.
 
IAGO
Will you sup there?
 
CASSIO
'Faith, I intend so.
 
IAGO
Well, I may chance to see you; for I would very fain speak with you.
 
CASSIO
Prithee, come; will you?
 
IAGO
Go to; say no more.
 
[Exit CASSIO]
 
OTHELLO [Advancing]
How shall I murder him, Iago?
 
IAGO
Did you perceive how he laughed at his vice?
 
OTHELLO
O Iago!
 
IAGO
And did you see the handkerchief?
 
OTHELLO
Was that mine?
 
IAGO
Yours by this hand: and to see how he prizes the foolish woman your wife! she gave it him, and he hath given it his whore.
 
OTHELLO
I would have him nine years a-killing. A fine woman! a fair woman! a sweet woman!
 
IAGO
Nay, you must forget that.
 
OTHELLO
Aye, let her rot, and perish, and be damned tonight; for she shall not live: no, my heart is turned to stone; I strike it, and it hurts my hand. O, the world hath not a sweeter creature: she might lie by an emperor's side and command him tasks.
 
IAGO
Nay, that's not your way.
 
OTHELLO
Hang her! I do but say what she is: so delicate with her needle: an admirable musician: O! she will sing the savageness out of a bear: of so high and plenteous wit and invention:--
 
IAGO
She's the worse for all this.
 
OTHELLO
O, a thousand thousand times: and then, of so gentle a condition!
 
IAGO
Aye, too gentle.
 
OTHELLO
Nay, that's certain: but yet the pity of it, Iago! O Iago, the pity of it, Iago!
 
IAGO
If you are so fond over her iniquity, give her patent to offend; for, if it touch not you, it comes near nobody.
 
OTHELLO
I will chop her into messes: cuckold me!
 
IAGO
O, 'tis foul in her.
 
OTHELLO
With mine officer!
 
IAGO
That's fouler.
 
OTHELLO
Get me some poison, Iago; this night: I'll not expostulate with her, lest her body and beauty unprovide my mind again: this night, Iago.
 
IAGO
Do it not with poison, strangle her in her bed, even the bed she hath contaminated.
 
OTHELLO
Good, good: the justice of it pleases: very good.
 
IAGO
And for Cassio, let me be his undertaker: you shall hear more by midnight.
 
OTHELLO
Excellent good. What trumpet is that same?
 
[A trumpet within]
 
IAGO
         ,         ,       2      ,       o
      I war|rant some|thing from Ve|nice,
      <-      ,     ,      ,      ,                ,
        'Tis Lo||dovi|co this,| comes from | the duke.
       ,             T      T   T
      See, your || wife's with him.
 
[Enter LODOVICO, DESDEMONA, and Attendants]
 
LODOVICO
                                      ,         ,        ,  2
140                                 Save you | worthy | general.
 
OTHELLO
            ,         ,         2->
      With all | my heart | sir.
 
LODOVICO
            ,       2     ,   3   3    ,         ,         2->
      The duke | and the sen|ators of Ven||ice greet | you.
 
[Gives him a letter]
 
OTHELLO
          ,         ,     2     ,           ,         2->
      I kiss | the in|strument of | their plea||sures.
 
[Opens the letter, and reads]
 
DESDEMONA
            ,            ,           ,       ,    ,      o ->
      And what's | the news,| good* cou|sin Lo|dovi||co?
 
IAGO
       2    ,      ,        ,       2     ,
145   I am ve|ry glad | to see | you signior:
       ,     2      ,
      Welcome to | Cyprus.
     
LODOVICO
          ,           ,      ,         ,        ,  2
      I thank | you: How | does Lieu||tenant | Cassio?
 
IAGO
                                                        ,       ->
                                                      Lives sir.
 
DESDEMONA
       ,                ,      2     ,     ,     2       ,
      Cousin,| there's fal||len between | him and my | lord
            T  T     T           ,                 ,    ,  ->
150   An | unkind breach:|| but you | shall make^/all well.
 
OTHELLO
         2      ,         ,
      Are you sure | of that?
 
DESDEMONA
           ,
      My lord?
 
OTHELLO [Reads]
                      ,         ,        ,     2      ,
               This fail | you not | to do,| as you will--
 
LODOVICO
        2     ,      ,           ,      ,        ,
      He did not | call; he's | busy | in the | paper.
       ,      2    ,         ,          ,         ,  2
      Is there di|vision | twixt my | lord and | Cassio?
 
DESDEMONA
          ,       ,      ,        ,          ,
155   A most | unhap|py one:| I would | do much
        2   ,           ,          ,        ,        ,    2  ->
      To atone | them, for | the love | I bear | to Cas||sio.
 
OTHELLO
        ,          ,    ,
      Fire | and brim|stone.
 
DESDEMONA
                                    ,
                             My | lord?
 
OTHELLO
                                                    ,
                                        Are | you wise?
 
DESDEMONA
        ,    2      ,
      What is he | angry?
 
LODOVICO
                          ,   2       ,         ,
                         Maybe the | letter | moved him.
           ,       ,           ,        ,          ,
160   For as | I think,| they do | command | him home,
         ,       ,       ,        ,       ,
      Depu|ting Cas|sio in | his go|vernment.
 
DESDEMONA
        ,                 ,    x
      Trust me,| I am / glad on it.
 
OTHELLO
                                       ,
                                   Indeed?
 
DESDEMONA
                                               ,
                                          My lord?
 
OTHELLO
       2     ,        ,         ,
      I am glad | to see | you mad.
 
DESDEMONA
                                   ___      ,       ,     ->
                                   Why,| sweet O||thello?
 
OTHELLO [Striking her]
       ,
      Devil.
 
DESDEMONA
            ,         ,        ,
165         I have | not de|served this.
 
LODOVICO
           ,           ,          ,        ,         ,       ->
      My lord,| this would | not be | believed | in Ve||nice,
         ,      2         ,          x           ,      ,
      Though | I should swear | I saw it:| 'tis ve|ry much,
        ,     2    ,            ,
      Make her a|mends; she | weeps.
 
OTHELLO
                                          ,       ,
                                     O | devil,| devil:
           ,          ,             ,          ,         ,
170   If that | the earth | could teem | with wo|man's tears,
             ,          ,             ,        ,      ,
      Each drop | she falls,| would prove | a cro|codile:
       ,    2       ,
      Out of my | sight.
 
DESDEMONA
                               ,          ,    2     ,
                         I | will not | stay to of|fend you.
 
[Going]
 
LODOVICO
       ,   2   ,  2      ,        ,       ,
      Truly o|bedient | lady:| I do | beseech
             ,         ,          ,
175   Your lord|ship call | her back.
 
OTHELLO
                                      ,
                                     Mistress.
 
DESDEMONA
                                                   ,
                                              My lord.
 
OTHELLO
             ,           ,          ,
      What would | you with | her, sir?
 
LODOVICO
                                           ,        ,
                                       Who I,| my lord?
 
OTHELLO
           ,          ,         ,           ,          ,
      Aye you | did wish,| that I | would make | her turn:
            ,          ,          ,         ,        ,
      Sir, she | can turn,| and turn:| and yet | go on
            ,       ,         ,          ,           ,
180   And turn | again.| And she | can weep,| sir, weep.
       ,       2   ,  2      ,        ,     ,
      And she's o|bedient:| as you | say o|bedient,
       ,  2   ,             ,         ,          ,
      Very o|bedient.| Proceed | you in | your tears.
          ,         ,       2      ,     ,        ,
      Concer|ning this,| sir (oh well-|painted | passion)
         ,       ,        ,     ,          ,
      I am | comman|ded home:| get you | away;
             ,         ,      ,     ,   2   ,          ,      ->
185   I'll send | for you | anon.| Sir I o|bey the || mandate,
            ,        ,        ,         ,         ,   ->
      And will | return | to Ve|nice. Hence,|| avaunt:
 
[Exit DESDEMONA]
       ,  2            ,         ,          ,         ,  ->
      Cassio | shall have | my place.| And sir,|| tonight
         ,       ,           ,        ,        ,      ->
      I do | entreat,| that we | may sup || toge|ther.
       ,         ,        ,        ,       ->
      You | are wel|come sir | to Cy||prus.
        ,          ,
190   Goats,| and mon|keys.    \\
 
[Exit]
 
LODOVICO
           ,         ,       ,        2      ,     ,
      Is this | the no|ble Moor | whom our full | senate
            ,        ,        ,         ,       2     ,      2->
      Call^all | in all | suffi|cient? Is | this the na||ture
            ,         ,           ,            ,      ,      2->
      Whom pas|sion could | not shake?| Whose so|lid vir||tue
            ,        ,     ,          ,          ,
      The shot | of ac|cident,| nor dart | of chance,
             ,         ,            ,
195   Could nei|ther graze | nor pierce?
 
IAGO
                                                   ,     ,
                                         He is / much changed.
 
LODOVICO
                  ,    ,        ,         ,          ,
      Are his / wits safe?| Is he | not light | of brain?
 
IAGO
             ,        ,      ,           ,          ,       ->
      He's that | he is:| I may | not breathe | my cen||sure
          2       ,    ,        ,         ,       2    ,
      What he / might be:| if what | he might | he is not,
      ,      2      ,            ,
200   I would to | heaven | he were.
 
LODOVICO
                                              ,           ,
                                     What? Strike | his wife?
 
IAGO
         ,               ,         ,          ,         ,
      'Faith that | was not | so well;| yet would | I knew
              ,             ,           ,
      That stroke | would prove | the worst.
 
LODOVICO
                                             ,           ,
                                            Is it | his use?
          ,         ,         ,      ,          ,
205   Or did | the let|ters work | upon | his blood,
           ,       ,           ,
      And new-|create | this fault?
 
IAGO
                                      ,     ,
                                    Alas, alas:
          ,        ,    ,        ,        ,
      It is | not ho|nesty | in me | to speak
           ,          ,          ,      ,       2     ,
      What I | have seen | and known.| You shall ob|serve him,
                 ,    ,        ,        ,         ,
210   And his / own cour|ses will | denote | him so
           ,         ,          ,         ,        ,     2->
      That I | may save | my speech:| do but | go af||ter
            ,         ,       ,
      And mark | how he | contin|ues.
 
LODOVICO
      <- ,       ,        ,       ,        ,         ,    oo
         I | am sor||ry that | I am | deceived | in him.|
 
[Exeunt]

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