1612I giue thee warrant of thy place. Assure thee,

1613If I do vow a friendship, Ile performe it

1614To the last Article. My Lord shall neuer rest,

1615Ile watch him tame, and talke him out of patience;

1616His Bed shall seeme a Schoole, his Boord a Shrift,

1617Ile intermingle euery thing he do's

1618With Cassio's suite: Therefore be merry Cassio,

1619For thy Solicitor shall rather dye,

1620Then giue thy cause away.

1622AEmil. Madam, heere comes my Lord.

1623Cassio. Madam, Ile take my leaue.

1624Des. Why stay, and heare me speake.

1625Cassio. Madam, not now: I am very ill at ease,

1626Vnfit for mine owne purposes.

1627Des. Well, do your discretion. Exit Cassio.

1628Iago. Hah? I like not that.

1629Othel. What dost thou say?

1630Iago. Nothing my Lord; or if---I know not what.

1631Othel. Was not that Cassio parted from my wife?

1632Iago. Cassio my Lord? No sure, I cannot thinke it

1633That he would steale away so guilty-like,

1634Seeing your comming.

1635Oth. I do beleeue 'twas he.

1636Des. How now my Lord?

1637I haue bin talking with a Suitor heere,

1638A man that languishes in your displeasure.

1639Oth. Who is't you meane?

1640Des. Why your Lieutenant Cassio: Good my Lord,

1641If I haue any grace, or power to moue you,

1642His present reconciliation take.

1643For if he be not one, that truly loues' you,

1644That erres in Ignorance, and not in Cunning,

1645I haue no iudgement in an honest face.

1646I prythee call him backe.

1647Oth. Went he hence now?

1648Des. I sooth; so humbled,

1649That he hath left part of his greefe with mee

1650To suffer with him. Good Loue, call him backe.

1651Othel. Not now (sweet Desdemon) some other time.

1652Des. But shall't be shortly?

1653Oth. The sooner (Sweet) for you.

1654Des. Shall't be to night, at Supper?

1655Oth. No, not to night.

1656Des. To morrow Dinner then?

1657Oth. I shall not dine at home:

1658I meete the Captaines at the Cittadell.

1659Des. Why then to morrow night, on Tuesday morne,

1660On Tuesday noone, or night; on Wensday Morne.

1661I prythee name the time, but let it not

1662Exceed three dayes. Infaith hee's penitent:

1663And yet his Trespasse, in our common reason

1664(Saue that they say the warres must make example)

1665Out of her best, is not almost a fault

1666T'encurre a priuate checke. When shall he come?

1667Tell me Othello. I wonder in my Soule

1668What you would aske me, that I should deny,

1669Or stand so mam'ring on? What? Michael Cassio,

1670That came a woing wirh you? and so many a time

1671(When I haue spoke of you dispraisingly)

1672Hath tane your part, to haue so much to do

1673To bring him in? Trust me, I could do much.

1674Oth. Prythee no more: Let him come when he will:

1675I will deny thee nothing.

1676Des. Why, this is not a Boone:

1677'Tis as I should entreate you weare your Gloues,

1678Or feede on nourishing dishes, or keepe you warme,

1679Or sue to you, to do a peculiar profit

1680To your owne person. Nay, when I haue a suite

1681Wherein I meane to touch your Loue indeed,

1682It shall be full of poize, and difficult waight,

1683And fearefull to be granted.

1684Oth. I will deny thee nothing.

1685Whereon, I do beseech thee, grant me this,

1686To leaue me but a little to my selfe.

1687Des. Shall I deny you? No: farewell my Lord.

1688Oth. Farewell my Desdemona, Ile come to thee strait.

1689Des. AEmilia come; be as your Fancies teach you:

1690What ere you be, I am obedient. Exit.

1691Oth. Excellent wretch: Perdition catch my Soule

1692But I do loue thee: and when I loue thee not,

1693Chaos is come againe.

1694Iago. My Noble Lord.

1695Oth. What dost thou say, Iago?

1696Iago. Did Michael Cassio

1697When he woo'd my Lady, know of your loue?

1698Oth. He did, from first to last:

1699Why dost thou aske?

1700Iago. But for a satisfaction of my Thought,

1701No further harme.

1702Oth. Why of thy thought, Iago?

1703Iago. I did not thinke he had bin acquainted with hir.

1704Oth. O yes, and went betweene vs very oft.

1705Iago. Indeed?

1706Oth. Indeed? I indeed. Discern'st thou ought in that?

1707Is he not honest?

1708Iago. Honest, my Lord?

1709Oth. Honest? I, Honest.

1710Iago. My Lord, for ought I know.

1711Oth. What do'st thou thinke?

1712Iago. Thinke, my Lord?

1713Oth. Thinke, my Lord? Alas, thou ecchos't me;

1714As if there were some Monster in thy thought

1715Too hideous to be shewne. Thou dost mean somthing:

1716I heard thee say euen now, thou lik'st not that,

1717When Cassio left my wife. What didd'st not like?

1718And when I told thee, he was of my Counsaile,

1719Of my whole course of wooing; thou cried'st, Indeede?

1720And didd'st contract, and purse thy brow together,

1721As if thou then hadd'st shut vp in thy Braine

1722Some horrible Conceite. If thou do'st loue me,

1723Shew me thy thought.

1724Iago. My Lord, you know I loue you.

1725Oth. I thinke thou do'st:

1726And for I know thou'rt full of Loue, and Honestie,

1727And weigh'st thy words before thou giu'st them breath,

1728Therefore these stops of thine, fright me the more:

1729For such things in a false disloyall Knaue

1730Are trickes of Custome: but in a man that's iust,

1731They're close dilations, working from the heart,

1732That Passion cannot rule.

1733Iago. For Michael Cassio,

1734I dare be sworne, I thinke that he is honest.

1735Oth. I thinke so too.

1736Iago. Men should be what they seeme,

1737Or those that be not, would they might seeme none.

1738Oth. Certaine, men should be what they seeme.

1739Iago. Why then I thinke Cassio's an honest man.

1740Oth. Nay, yet there's more in this?

1741I prythee speake to me, as to thy thinkings,

1742As thou dost ruminate, and giue thy worst of thoughts