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Othello

Act V, Scene 1

Cyprus. A street. Enter IAGO and RODERIGO
 
IAGO
              ,         ,           ,        ,                ,
      Here* stand | behind | this bark;| straight will | he come:
        ,              ,   2    ,         ,         ,
      Wear thy | good ra|pier bare,| and put | it home:
        T      T      T    ,          ,    3  3       ,
      Quick, quick; fear| nothing;| I'll be at thy | elbow:
           ,          ,        ,          ,          ,
      It makes | us, or | it mars | us; think | on that,
           ,           ,         ,    ,       o
5     And fix | most firm | thy re|solu|tion.
 
RODERIGO
           ,         ,       ,        ,       x
      Be near | at hand;| I may | miscar|ry in it.
 
IAGO
        ,              ,         ,          ,          ,
      Here, at | thy hand:| be bold,| and take | thy stand.
 
[Retires]
 
RODERIGO
          ,         ,        ,       ,         ,
      I have | no great | devo|tion to | the deed;
           ,      2       x         ,     ,      ,        ->
      And yet | he hath given | me sa|tisfy|ing rea||sons:
        ,           ,    ,     ,         ,         ,
10    'Tis | but a man gone. Forth, my sword: he dies.  ????
 
IAGO
       2        ,            ,       ,   ,                 ,
      I have rubbed | this young | quat al/most to | the sense,
         2     ,      ,       ,      2       ,         ,  2
      And he grows | angry.| Now, whether | he kill | Cassio,
          ,   2   ,         ,         ,        ,       ->
      Or Cas|sio him,| or each | do kill | the o||ther,
       ,    2       ,          ,      ,       x
      Ev|ery way* makes | my gain:| live Rod|erigo,
           ,         ,      ,     ,        ,
15    He calls | me to | a res|titu|tion large
           ,         ,        ,         ,           ,
      Of gold | and jew|els that | I bobbed | from him,
           ,         ,     ,    o   oo
      As gifts | to Des|demo|na.  |
           ,         ,       ,   2   ,       ,
      It must | not be:| if Cas|sio do | remain,
           ,       ,       ,      ,         ,
      He hath | a dai|ly beau|ty in | his life
             ,         ,      ,        ,           ,
20    That makes | me ug|ly; and | besides,| the Moor
         2    ,      2    ,            ,      2     ,     ,
      May unfold | me to him;| there stand | I in much | peril:
       ,    2        ,          ,        ,         ,
      No, he must | die. But | so: I | hear him | coming.
 
[Enter CASSIO]
 
RODERIGO
          ,          ,          ,    ,               ,
      I know | his gait,| 'tis he:| Villain | thou diest.
 
[Makes a pass at CASSIO]
 
CASSIO
              ,           ,          ,   ,       ,
      That thrust | had been | mine^en|emy | indeed,
            ,         ,        ,        ,            ,
25    But that | my coat | is bet|ter than | thou knowst
          ,           ,          ,
      I will | make proof | of thine.
 
[Draws, and wounds RODERIGO]
 
RODERIGO
                                      ,           ,
                                     Oh, I | am slain.
 
[IAGO from behind wounds CASSIO in the leg, and exit]
 
CASSIO
              ,       ,
      I am maimed for ever:
        ,   ,   ,       ,
      Help ho: murder, murder.
 
[Falls. Enter OTHELLO]
 
OTHELLO
            ,       ,       ,     ,         ,
30    The voice of Cassio: Iago keeps his word.
 
RODERIGO
         ,        ,     ,
      O villain that I am.
 
OTHELLO
            ,     ,
      It is even so.
 
CASSIO
           ,   ,    ,       ,
      Oh help ho: light, a surgeon.
 
OTHELLO
            ,       ,      x      ,             ,
      'Tis he:| O brave | Iago,| honest,| and just,
             ,          ,       ,                 ,       ,
35    That hast | such no|ble sense | of thy / friend's wrong,
             ,        ,    ,              ,           ,
      Thou teach|est me.| Minion,| your dear | lies dead,
                  ,  ,       T    T     T      2    ,
      And your / unblest | fate hies: strum|pet I come.
           ,        ,              ,             ,          ,      o
      For of | my heart,| those charms | thine^eyes,| are blot|ted.   (hexameter)
           ,            ,                     ,      ,          ,       o
      Thy bed | lust^stained,| shall with / lust's blood | be spot|ted.
 
[Exit. Enter LODOVICO and GRATIANO]
 
CASSIO
            ,        ,         ,         ,        ,      2->
40    What ho!| No watch?| No pas|sage? Mur|der, mur||der.
 
GRATIANO
             ,          ,          ,        ,      ,      ->
      'Tis some | mischance;| the cry | is ve|ry dire||ful.
 
CASSIO
             ,
      Oh / help.
 
LODOVICO
                  ,
                Hark.
 
RODERIGO
                         ,        ,        o
                     O wret|ched vil|lain.
 
LODOVICO
       ,         ,     ,                ,       ,
      Two or | three groan:/ it is | a hea|vy night:
        ,              ,       ,                x         ,
      These may | be coun|terfeits:| let's think it | unsafe
           ,     ,           ,         ,           ,
45    To come | in to | the cry,| without | more help.
 
RODERIGO
       ,        ,      ,              ,          ,
      Nobo|dy come:| then shall | I bleed | to death.
 
LODOVICO
Hark!
 
[Re-enter IAGO, with a light]
 
GRATIANO
         ,           ,     2        ,             ,          ,
      Here's one | comes in his | shirt, with | light and | weapons.
 
IAGO
              ,             ,          ,           ,         ,       2->
      Who's there?| Whose^noise | is this | that cries | on mur||der?
 
LODOVICO
          ,         ,
      We do | not know.
 
IAGO
                            ,          ,       ,
50                     Did not | you hear | a cry?
 
CASSIO
       __     __         ,          ,      ,
      Here,| here:| for hea|ven's^sake | help me.
 
IAGO
        ,           ,
      What's the | matter?
 
GRATIANO
      <-  ,          ,        ,          ,         x   ->
        This is | Othel|lo's an||cient, as | I take it.
 
LODOVICO
            ,        ,       ,      ,        ,      ->
      The same | indeed;| a ve||ry val|iant fel|low.
 
IAGO
        ,       2      ,          ,          ,       , ->
55    What | are you here | that cry || so grie|vously?
 
CASSIO
       ,      ,    2      ,           ,        ,        ->
      Ia|go? Oh | I am spoiled,|| undone | by vil|lains:
        ,      2       ,
      Give | me some help.
 
IAGO
                              ,         ,      ->
                           O me,|| lieuten|ant!
        ,     ,      2         ,
      What | villains have | done this?
 
CASSIO
      <-    ,            ,         ,         ,     ,
60      I think || that one | of them | is here|about,
      <-     ,         ,      ,
        And can||not make | away.
 
IAGO
                                      ,       ,     ,
                                  O trea|cherous | villains!
            ,          ,           ,         ,           ,
      What are | you there?| Come^in,| and give | some help.
 
[To LODOVICO and GRATIANO]
 
RODERIGO
          ,         ,
      O help | me there.
 
CASSIO
                                ,         ,
65                      That's one | of them.
 
IAGO
      <-   ,      2     ,        ,
        O mur||derous slave!| O vil|lain!
 
[Stabs RODERIGO]
 
RODERIGO
      <- ,      ,     ,      ,     ,       T
         O | damned I|ago!|| O in|human | dog!
 
IAGO
        T   T      2      ,
      Kill men | in the dark?
             ,           ,         ,
      Where be | these bloo|dy thieves?
      <-     ,       ,           ,        ,        ,      ->
70      How si|lent is || this town?| Ho mur|der, mur|der.
        ,       2     ,     ,             ,         x  ->
      What | may^you be?|| Are you | of good,| or evil?
 
LODOVICO
       ,    2          ,            ,      ->
      As you shall | prove us,|| praise us.
 
IAGO
        ,        ,    ,
      Signior | Lodo|vico?
 
LODOVICO
                            ,
                           He sir.
 
IAGO
         ,         ,         ,      ,  2      ,         ,       ->
      I cry | you mer|cy: Here's | Cassio | hurt by || villains.
 
GRATIANO
       ,  2
75    Cassio?
 
IAGO
                    x      ,
              How is it | brother?
 
CASSIO
                                       ,         ,        ,  ->
                                   My leg || is cut | in two.
 
IAGO
       ,       ,           ,
      Marry | heaven | forbid:
        ,    ,                  ,         ,         ,
      Light gen/tlemen;| I'll bind | it with | my shirt.
 
[Enter BIANCA]
 
BIANCA
        ,            ,       ,         x            ,
80    What is | the mat|ter ho?| Who is it | that cried?
 
IAGO
            x            ,
      Who is it | that cried?
 
BIANCA
                              ,        ,   ,   2
                              O my | dear Cas/sio,
      <-         ,    ,   2        ,  2     ,  2     ,  2
         My || sweet Cas/sio: O | Cassio,| Cassio,| Cassio.
 
IAGO
         ,   2     ,         ,   2    ,       2    ,
      O no|table strum|pet. Cas|sio, may | you suspect
       ,                 ,       2       ,     ,
85    Who they | should be | that have thus | mangled | you?
 
CASSIO
                                                              ,
                                                             No.
 
GRATIANO
       2    ,    2     ,          ,     2       ,         ,         ->
      I am sor|ry to find | you thus:| I have been | to seek || you.
IAGO
        ,      2   ,        ,    ,           ,
      Lend | me a gar|ter. So.| Oh for | a chair
           ,         ,   2    ,
      To bear | him ea|sily hence.
 
BIANCA
                                     ,          ,
                                   Alas | he faints.
      _    ,  2     ,  2     ,  2    oo
      O | Cassio,| Cassio,| Cassio.|
IAGO
       ,          ,       ,       ,            ,
      Gentle|men all,| I do | suspect | this trash
          ,      ,      ,         ,    ,
90    To be | a par|ty in | this in|jury.
       ,            ,           ,   2     ,     __
      Patience | awhile,| good Cas|sio. Come,| come;
        ,           ,       ,              ,        ,
      Lend me | a light:| know we | this face,| or no?
        ,          ,        2     ,      ,    2
      Alas | my friend,| and my dear | countryman
      <-     ,       ,    T    T    T        2     ,
        Roderi||go? No:| yes sure: Yes,| 'tis Roderi|go.
 
GRATIANO
      <-  ,         ,
95      What,|| of Ven|ice?
 
IAGO
                             ,      ,         ,          ,         ->
                             E|ven he | sir: did | you know || him?
 
GRATIANO
        ,          ,
      Know | him? Aye.
 
IAGO
                        ,         ,    ,         ,          ,       ,      ->
                       Signior | Grati|ano?|| I cry | your gen|tle par|don;
      <-        ,       ,      ,      ,       ,        ,
        These blood||y ac|cidents | must ex|cuse my | manners,
            ,       ,       ,
100   That so | neglec|ted you.
 
GRATIANO
                                 2     ,        ,         2->
                                I am glad | to see || you.
 
IAGO
           ,        ,        ,       ,         ,
      How do | you Cas|sio? Oh,| a chair,| a chair.
 
GRATIANO
       ,    ,
      Rode|rigo?
 
IAGO
                 __   __         ,
                 He,| he,| 'tis he:
           ,       __     __          ,     oo
105   Oh that's | well | said,| the chair.|
 
GRATIANO
        T    T   T      ,          ,   2            ,
      Some good man | bear him | carefully | from hence;
        ,       2       ,   2       ,             ,     ,
      I'll fetch the | general's | surgeon.| For you | Mistress,
        ,     2        ,        ,     2        ,           ,  2
      Save you your | labour.| He that lies^|slain here,| Cassio,
                 ,     ,           ,       ,         ,         ->
      Was my / dear friend:| what mal|ice was | between || you?
 
CASSIO
        ,      2       ,     ,           ,         ,
110   None | in the world;| nor do | I know | the man.
 
IAGO [To BIANCA]
             ,          ,         ,         ,      2     ,
      What look | you pale?| Oh bear | him out | of the air.
 
[CASSIO and RODERIGO are borne off]
        ,              ,     2      ,          ,     ,
      Stay you | good gen|tlemen. Look | you pale,| mistress?
       ,            ,           ,        ,        ,
      Do you | perceive | the gast|ness of | her eye?
       ,              ,          ,             ,      ,
      Nay, if | you stare,| we shall | hear* more | anon.
          ,          ,        ,          ,      ,
115   Behold | her well;| I pray | you look | upon || her:
        2       ,   ,     2     ,      ,   2             ,
      Do you / see gen|tlemen? Nay,| guiltiness | will speak,
                ,            ,        ,
      Though tongues | were out | of use.
 
[Enter EMILIA]
 
EMILIA
                                            ,      ,    2        ,
                                          Alas,| what is the || matter?
        ,            ,        ,        o
      What is | the mat|ter, hus|band?
 
IAGO
       ,  2           ,          ,        ,         ,
120   Cassio | hath here | been set | on in | the dark
       ,       ,          ,         ,           ,
      By Rod|erigo,| and fel|lows that | are scaped:
            ,        ,          ,    ,      ,
      He's al|most slain,| and Ro|deri|go dead.
 
EMILIA
        ,          ,     2    o     ,          ,    2  ->
      Alas | good gen|tleman:   | alas | good Cas||sio.
 
IAGO
        ,      2      ,          ,        ,      2  ,  2  ->
      This | is the fruit | of who|ring. Pri|thee Emi|lia,
       ,       2    ,   2    ,           ,         ,
125   Go | know of Cas|sio where | he supped | tonight.
 
[To BIANCA]
        ,              ,          ,
      What, do | you shake | at that?
 
BIANCA
      <-      ,         ,      ,          T   T    T      ,
        He supped | at my || house; but | I therefore | shake not.
 
IAGO
      <-   ,         ,        ,          ,         ,
        O did || he so?| I charge | you go | with me.
 
EMILIA
      <-    ,       ,           ,      3->
        Oh fie || upon | thee strum|pet.
 
BIANCA
       3    ,     ,         ,          ,        ,     ->
130   I am no | strumpet;| but of || life as | honest,
          ,           ,       ,       2->
      As you | that thus | abuse || me.
 
EMILIA
         ,    ,     ,
      As I?| Fie u|pon thee.
 
IAGO
                              ,   ,
                            Kind gen/tlemen:
        T    T  T      ,   ,          ___
      Let's go see | poor Cas/sio | dressed.
        ,   ,                      ,      2  ,        ,
135   Come mis/tress, you | must tell | us ano|ther tale.
        ,  2    ,     ,            ,    ,
      Emi|lia, run | you to | the ci|tadel,
            ,         ,         ,       ,            ,
      And tell | my lord | and la|dy, what | hath happed:
        ,            ,      ,
      Will you | go on | afore?
[Aside]
                                  ,             ,
                                This is | the night
            ,        ,         ,        ,         ,
140   That ei|ther makes | me or | fordoes | me quite.
 
[Exeunt]

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