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What he might be： if what he might he is not； 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？ Or did the letters work upon his blood； And new create this fault？
IAGO。 Alas； alas！ It is not honesty in me to speak What I have seen and
known。 You shall observe him； And his own courses will denote him so
That I may save my speech。 Do but go after； And mark how he continues。
LODOVICO。 I am sorry that I am deceived in him。 Exeunt。
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SCENE II。 A room in the castle。
Enter Othello and Emilia。
OTHELLO。 You have seen nothing； then？ EMILIA。 Nor ever heard；
nor ever did suspect。 OTHELLO。 Yes； you have seen Cassio and she
together。 EMILIA。 But then I saw no harm； and then I heard Each syllable
that breath made up between them。 OTHELLO。 What； did they never
whisper？ EMILIA。 Never； my lord。 OTHELLO。 Nor send you out o' the
way？ EMILIA。 Never。 OTHELLO。 To fetch her fan； her gloves； her mask；
nor nothing？ EMILIA。 Never； my lord。 OTHELLO。 That's strange。
EMILIA。 I durst； my lord； to wager she is honest； Lay down my soul at
stake。 If you think other； Remove your thought； it doth abuse your bosom。
If any wretch have put this in your head； Let heaven requite it with the
serpent's curse！ For if she be not honest； chaste； and true； There's no man
happy； the purest of their wives Is foul as slander。 OTHELLO。 Bid her
come hither； go。 Exit Emilia。 She says enough； yet she's a simple bawd
That cannot say as much。 This is a subtle whore； A closet lock and key of
villainous secrets。 And yet she'll kneel and pray； I have seen her do't。
Enter Desdemona with Emilia。
DESDEMONA。 My lord； what is your will？ OTHELLO。 Pray； chuck；
come hither。 DESDEMONA。 What is your pleasure？ OTHELLO。 Let me
see your eyes； Look in my face。 DESDEMONA。 What horrible fancy's
this？ OTHELLO。 ＇To Emilia。＇ Some of your function； mistress； Leave
procreants alone and shut the door； Cough； or cry 〃hem；〃 if anybody come。
Your mystery； your mystery； nay； dispatch。 Exit Emilia。 DESDEMONA。
Upon my knees； what doth your speech import？ I understand a fury in
your words； But not the words。 OTHELLO。 Why； what art thou？
DESDEMONA。 Your wife； my lord； your true and loyal wife。 OTHELLO。
Come； swear it； damn thyself； Lest； being like one of heaven； the devils
themselves Should fear to seize thee。 Therefore be double…damn'd； Swear
thou art honest。 DESDEMONA。 Heaven doth truly know it。 OTHELLO。
Heaven truly knows that thou art false as hell。 DESDEMONA。 To whom；
my lord？ with whom？ how am I false？ OTHELLO。 O Desdemona！ Away！
away！ away！ DESDEMONA。 Alas the heavy day！ Why do you weep？ Am
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I the motive of these tears； my lord？ If haply you my father do suspect An
instrument of this your calling back； Lay not your blame on me。 If you
have lost him； Why； I have lost him too。 OTHELLO。 Had it pleased
heaven To try me with affliction； had they rain'd All kinds of sores and
shames on my bare head； Steep'd me in poverty to the very lips； Given to
captivity me and my utmost hopes； I should have found in some place of
my soul A drop of patience； but； alas； to make me A fixed figure for the
time for scorn To point his slow unmoving finger at！ Yet could I bear that
too； well； very well； But there； where I have garner'd up my heart； Where
either I must live or bear no life； The fountain from the which my current
runs； Or else dries up； to be discarded thence！ Or keep it as a cistern for
foul toads To knot and gender in！ Turn thy complexion there； Patience；
thou young and rose…lipp'd cherubin； Ay； there； look grim as hell！
DESDEMONA。 I hope my noble lord esteems me honest。 OTHELLO。 O；
ay； as summer flies are in the shambles； That quicken even with blowing。
O thou weed； Who art so lovely fair and smell'st so sweet That the sense
aches at thee； would thou hadst ne'er been born！ DESDEMONA。 Alas；
what ignorant sin have I committed？ OTHELLO。 Was this fair paper； this
most goodly book； Made to write 〃whore〃 upon？ What committed？
Committed？ O thou public commoner！ I should make very forges of my
cheeks； That would to cinders burn up modesty； Did I but speak thy deeds。
What committed！ Heaven stops the nose at it； and the moon winks； The
bawdy wind； that kisses all it meets； Is hush'd within the hollow mine of
earth； And will not hear it。 What committed？ Impudent strumpet！
DESDEMONA。 By heaven； you do me wrong。 OTHELLO。 Are not you a
strumpet？ DESDEMONA。 No； as I am a Christian。 If to preserve this
vessel for my lord From any other foul unlawful touch Be not to be a
strumpet； I am none。 OTHELLO。 What； not a whore？ DESDEMONA。 No；
as I shall be saved。 OTHELLO。 Is't possible？ DESDEMONA。 O； heaven
forgive us！ OTHELLO。 I cry you mercy then； I took you for that cunning
whore of Venice That married with Othello。 ＇Raises his voice。＇ You；
mistress； That have the office opposite to Saint Peter； And keep the gate of
hell！
Re…enter Emilia。
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You； you； ay； you！ We have done our course； there's money for your
pains。 I pray you； turn the key； and keep our counsel。 Exit。 EMILIA。 Alas；
what does this gentleman conceive？ How do you； madam？ How do you；
my good lady？ DESDEMONA。 Faith； half asleep。 EMILIA。 Good madam；
what's the matter with my lord？ DESDEMONA。 With who？ EMILIA。
Why； with my lord； madam。 DESDEMONA。 Who is thy lord？ EMILIA。
He that is yours； sweet lady。 DESDEMONA。 I have none。 Do not talk to
me； Emilia； I cannot weep； nor answer have I none But what should go by
water。 Prithee； tonight Lay on my bed my wedding sheets。 Remember；
And call thy husband hither。 EMILIA。 Here's a change indeed！ Exit。
DESDEMONA。 'Tis meet I should be used so； very meet。 How have I
been behaved； that he might stick The small'st