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CASSIO。 Well； I must leave her company。 IAGO。 Before me！ look where
she comes。 CASSIO。 'Tis such another fitchew！ marry； a perfumed one。
Enter Bianca。
What do you mean by this haunting of me？ 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
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not know who left it there！ This is some minx's token； and I must take out
the work？ There； give it your hobbyhorse。 Wheresoever you had it； I'll
take out no work on't。 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； an you will not；
come when you are next prepared for。 Exit。 IAGO。 After her； after her。
CASSIO。 Faith； I must； she'll rail i' 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 murther 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 akilling。 A fine
woman！ a fair woman！ a sweet woman！ IAGO。 Nay； you must forget that。
OTHELLO。 Ay； 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； a thousand times。 And then； of so
gentle a condition！ IAGO。 Ay； 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。
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You shall hear more by midnight。 OTHELLO。 Excellent good。 ＇A trumpet
within。＇ What trumpet is that same？ IAGO。 Something from Venice； sure。
'Tis Lodovico Come from the Duke。 And； see your wife is with him。
Enter Lodovico； Desdemona； and Attendants。
LODOVICO。 God save the worthy general！ OTHELLO。 With all my
heart； sir。 LODOVICO。 The Duke and Senators of Venice greet you。 Gives
him a letter。 OTHELLO。 I kiss the instrument of their pleasures。 Opens the
letter； and reads。 DESDEMONA。 And what's the news； good cousin
Lodovico？ IAGO。 I am very glad to see you； signior； Welcome to Cyprus。
LODOVICO。 I thank you。 How does Lieutenant Cassio？ IAGO。 Lives； sir。
DESDEMONA。 Cousin； there's fall'n between him and my lord An unkind
breach； but you shall make all well。 OTHELLO。 Are you sure of that？
DESDEMONA。 My lord？ OTHELLO。 ＇Reads。＇ 〃This fail you not to do；
as you will〃 LODOVICO。 He did not call； he's busy in the paper。 Is there
division 'twixt my lord and Cassio？ DESDEMONA。 A most unhappy one。
I would do much To atone them； for the love I bear to Cassio。 OTHELLO。
Fire and brimstone！ DESDEMONA。 My lord？ OTHELLO。 Are you wise？
DESDEMONA。 What； is he angry？ LODOVICO。 May be the letter
moved him； For； as I think； they do command him home； Deputing Cassio
in his government。 DESDEMONA。 By my troth； I am glad on't。
OTHELLO。 Indeed！ DESDEMONA。 My lord？ OTHELLO。 I am glad to
see you mad。 DESDEMONA。 Why； sweet Othello？ OTHELLO。 Devil！
Strikes her。 DESDEMONA。 I have not deserved this。 LODOVICO。 My
lord； this would not be believed in Venice； Though I should swear I saw't。
'Tis very much。 Make her amends； she weeps。 OTHELLO。 O devil； devil！
If that the earth could teem with woman's tears； Each drop she falls would
prove a crocodile。 Out of my sight！ DESDEMONA。 ＇Going。＇ I will not
stay to offend you。 LODOVICO。 Truly； an obedient lady。 I do beseech
your lordship； call her back。 OTHELLO。 Mistress！ DESDEMONA。 My
lord？ OTHELLO。 What would you with her； sir？ LODOVICO。 Who； I；
my lord？ OTHELLO。 Ay； you did wish that I would make her turn。 Sir； she
can turn and turn； and yet go on； And turn again； and she can weep； sir；
weep； And she's obedient； as you say； obedient； Very obedient。 Proceed
you in your tears。 Concerning this； sirO well…painted passion！ I am
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commanded home。 Get you away； I'll send for you anon。 Sir； I obey the
mandate； And will return to Venice。 Hence； avaunt！ Exit Desdemona。
Cassio shall have my place。 And； sir； tonight； I do entreat that we may sup
together。 You are welcome； sir； to Cyprus。 Goats and monkeys！ Exit。
LODOVICO。 Is this the noble Moor whom our full Senate Call all in all
sufficient？ This the nature Whom passion could not shake？ whose solid
virtue The shot of accident nor dart of chance Could neither 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 censure
What he might be： if what he might he is not； I would to heaven he were！