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＇Within。＇ What； ho！ my lord； my lord！ OTHELLO。 Who's there？ EMILIA。
＇Within。＇ O； good my lord； I would speak a word with you！ OTHELLO。
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Yes； 'tis Emilia。 By and by。 She's dead。 'Tis like she comes to speak of
Cassio's death。 The noise was here。 Ha！ no more moving？ Still as the
grave。 Shall she come in？ were't good？ I think she stirs again。 No。 What's
best to do？ If she come in； she'll sure speak to my wife。 My wife！ My wife！
What wife？ I have no wife。 O； insupportable！ O heavy hour！ Methinks it
should be now a huge eclipse Of sun and moon； and that the affrighted
globe Should yawn at alteration。 EMILIA。 ＇Within。＇ I do beseech you That
I may speak with you； O； good my lord！ OTHELLO。 I had forgot thee。 O；
come in； Emilia。 Soft； by and by。 Let me the curtains draw。 Where art thou？
Unlocks the door。
Enter Emilia。
What's the matter with thee now？ EMILIA。 O； my good lord；
yonder's foul murthers done！ OTHELLO。 What； now？ EMILIA。 But now；
my lord。 OTHELLO。 It is the very error of the moon； She comes more
nearer earth than she was wont And makes men mad。 EMILIA。 Cassio； my
lord； hath kill'd a young Venetian Call'd Roderigo。 OTHELLO。 Roderigo
kill'd？ And Cassio kill'd？ EMILIA。 No； Cassio is not kill'd。 OTHELLO。
Not Cassio kill'd！ Then murther's out of tune； And sweet revenge grows
harsh。 DESDEMONA。 O； falsely； falsely murther'd！ EMILIA。 Alas； what
cry is that？ OTHELLO。 That？ what？ EMILIA。 Out； and alas！ That was my
lady's voice。 Help！ help； ho！ help！ O lady； speak again！ Sweet Desdemona！
O sweet mistress； speak！ DESDEMONA。 A guiltless death I die。 EMILIA。
O； who hath done this deed？ DESDEMONA。 Nobody； I myself。 Farewell；
Commend me to my kind lord。 O； farewell！ Dies。 OTHELLO。 Why； how
should she be murther'd？ EMILIA。 Alas； who knows？ OTHELLO。 You
heard her say herself； it was not I。 EMILIA。 She said so； I must needs
report the truth。 OTHELLO。 She's like a liar gone to burning hell； 'Twas I
that kill'd her。 EMILIA。 O； the more angel she； And you the blacker devil！
OTHELLO。 She turn'd to folly； and she was a whore。 EMILIA。 Thou dost
belie her； and thou art a devil。 OTHELLO。 She was false as water。
EMILIA。 Thou art rash as fire； to say That she was false。 O； she was
heavenly true！ OTHELLO。 Cassio did top her； ask thy husband else。 O； I
were damn'd beneath all depth in hell； But that I did proceed upon just
grounds To this extremity。 Thy husband knew it all。 EMILIA。 My husband？
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OTHELLO。 Thy husband。 EMILIA。 That she was false to wedlock？
OTHELLO。 Ay； with Cassio。 Nay； had she been true； If heaven would
make me such another world Of one entire and perfect chrysolite； I'ld not
have sold her for it。 EMILIA。 My husband？ OTHELLO。 Ay； 'twas he that
told me first。 An honest man he is； and hates the slime That sticks on filthy
deeds。 EMILIA。 My husband？ OTHELLO。 What needs this iteration；
woman？ I say thy husband。 EMILIA。 O mistress； villainy hath made
mocks with love！ My husband say that she was false！ OTHELLO。 He；
woman； I say thy husband。 Dost understand the word？ My friend； thy
husband； honest； honest Iago。 EMILIA。 If he say so； may his pernicious
soul Rot half a grain a day！ He lies to the heart。 She was too fond of her
most filthy bargain。 OTHELLO。 Ha！ EMILIA。 Do thy worst； This deed of
thine is no more worthy heaven Than thou wast worthy her。 OTHELLO。
Peace； you were best。 EMILIA。 Thou hast not half that power to do me
harm As I have to be hurt。 O gull！ O dolt！ As ignorant as dirt！ Thou hast
done a deed I care not for thy sword； I'll make thee known； Though I lost
twenty lives。 Help！ help； ho！ help！ The Moor hath kill'd my mistress！
Murther； murther！
Enter Montano； Gratiano； Iago； and others。
MONTANO。 What is the matter？ How now； general？ EMILIA。 O；
are you come； Iago？ You have done well； That men must lay their
murthers on your neck。 GRATIANO。 What is the matter？ EMILIA。
Disprove this villain； if thou be'st a man。 He says thou told'st him that his
wife was false； I know thou didst not； thou'rt not such a villain。 Speak； for
my heart is full。 IAGO。 I told him what I thought； and told no more Than
what he found himself was apt and true。 EMILIA。 But did you ever tell
him she was false？ IAGO。 I did。 EMILIA。 You told a lie； an odious；
damned lie； Upon my soul； a lie； a wicked lie！ She false with Cassio？ Did
you say with Cassio？ IAGO。 With Cassio； mistress。 Go to； charm your
tongue。 EMILIA。 I will not charm my tongue； I am bound to speak。 My
mistress here lies murther'd in her bed ALL。 O heavens forfend！
EMILIA。 And your reports have set the murther on。 OTHELLO。 Nay；
stare not； masters； it is true indeed。 GRATIANO。 'Tis a strange truth。
MONTANO。 O monstrous act！ EMILIA。 Villainy； villainy； villainy！ I
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think upon't； I think； I smell't； O villainy！ I thought so then。 I'll kill myself
for grief。 O villainy； villainy！ IAGO。 What； are you mad？ I charge you； get
you home。 EMILIA。 Good gentlemen； let me have leave to speak； 'Tis
proper I obey him； but not now。 Perchance； Iago； I will ne'er go home。
OTHELLO。 O！ O！ O！ Falls on the bed。 EMILIA。 Nay； lay thee down and
roar； For thou hast kill'd the sweetest innocent That e'er did lift up eye。
OTHELLO。 ＇Rises。＇ O； she was foul！ I scarce did know you； uncle； there
lies your niece； Whose breath indeed these hands have newly stopp'd。 I
know this act shows horrible and grim。 GRATIANO。 Poor Desdemon！ I
am glad thy father's dead。 Thy match was mortal to him； and pure grief
Shore his old thread in twain； did he live now； This sight would make him
do a desperate turn； Yea； curse his better angel from his side； And fall to
reprobation。 OTHELLO。 'Tis pitiful； but yet Iago knows That she with
Cassio hath the act of shame A thousand times committed。 Cassio
confess'd it； And sh