2004Or by the worth of mine eternall Soule,

2005Thou had'st bin better haue bin borne a Dog

2006Then answer my wak'd wrath.

2007Iago. Is't come to this?

2008Oth. Make me to see't: or (at the least) so proue it,

2009That the probation beare no Hindge, nor Loope,

2010To hang a doubt on: Or woe vpon thy life.

2011Iago. My Noble Lord.

2012Oth. If thou dost slander her, and torture me,

2013Neuer pray more: Abandon all remorse

2014On Horrors head, Horrors accumulate:

2015Do deeds to make Heauen weepe, all Earth amaz'd;

2016For nothing canst thou to damnation adde,

2017Greater then that.

2018Iago. O Grace! O Heauen forgiue me!

2019Are you a Man? Haue you a Soule? or Sense?

2020God buy you: take mine Office. Oh wretched Foole,

2021That lou'st to make thine Honesty, a Vice!

2022Oh monstrous world! Take note, take note (O World)

2023To be direct and honest, is not safe.

2024I thanke you for this profit, and from hence

2025Ile loue no Friend, sith Loue breeds such offence.

2026Oth. Nay stay: thou should'st be honest.

2027Iago. I should be wise; for Honestie's a Foole,

2028And looses that it workes for.

2029Oth. By the World,

2030I thinke my Wife be honest, and thinke she is not:

2031I thinke that thou art iust, and thinke thou art not:

2032Ile haue some proofe. My name that was as fresh

2033As Dians Visage, is now begrim'd and blacke

2034As mine owne face. If there be Cords, or Kniues,

2035Poyson, or Fire, or suffocating streames,

2036Ile not indure it. Would I were satisfied.

2037Iago. I see you are eaten vp with Passion:

2038I do repent me, that I put it to you.

2039You would be satisfied?

2040Oth. Would? Nay, and I will.

2041Iago. And may: but how? How satisfied, my Lord?

2042Would you the super-vision grossely gape on?

2043Behold her top'd?

2044Oth. Death, and damnation. Oh!

2045Iago. It were a tedious difficulty, I thinke,

2046To bring them to that Prospect: Damne them then,

2047If euer mortall eyes do see them boulster

2048More then their owne. What then? How then?

2049What shall I say? Where's Satisfaction?

2050It is impossible you should see this,

2051Were they as prime as Goates, as hot as Monkeyes,

2052As salt as Wolues in pride, and Fooles as grosse

2053As Ignorance, made drunke. But yet, I say,

2054If imputation, and strong circumstances,

2055Which leade directly to the doore of Truth,

2056Will giue you satisfaction, you might haue't.

2057Oth. Giue me a liuing reason she's disloyall.

2058Iago. I do not like the Office.

2059But sith I am entred in this cause so farre

2060(Prick'd too't by foolish Honesty, and Loue)

2061I will go on. I lay with Cassio lately,

2062And being troubled with a raging tooth,

2063I could not sleepe. There are a kinde of men,

2064So loose of Soule, that in their sleepes will mutter

2065Their Affayres: one of this kinde is Cassio:

2066In sleepe I heard him say, sweet Desdemona,

2067Let vs be wary, let vs hide our Loues,

2068And then (Sir) would he gripe, and wring my hand:

2069Cry, oh sweet Creature: then kisse me hard,

2070As if he pluckt vp kisses by the rootes,

2071That grew vpon my lippes, laid his Leg ore my Thigh,

2072And sigh, and kisse, and then cry cursed Fate,

2073That gaue thee to the Moore.

2074Oth. O monstrous! monstrous!

2075Iago. Nay, this was but his Dreame.

2076Oth. But this denoted a fore-gone conclusion,

2077'Tis a shrew'd doubt, though it be but a Dreame.

2078Iago, And this may helpe to thicken other proofes,

2079That do demonstrate thinly.

2080Oth. Ile teare her all to peeces.

2081Iago. Nay yet be wise; yet we see nothing done,

2082She may be honest yet: Tell me but this,

2083Haue you not sometimes seene a Handkerchiefe

2084Spotted with Strawberries, in your wiues hand?

2085Oth. I gaue her such a one: 'twas my first gift.

2086Iago. I know not that: but such a Handkerchiefe

2087(I am sure it was your wiues) did I to day

2088See Cassio wipe his Beard with.

2089Oth. If it be that.

2090Iago. If it be that, or any, it was hers.

2091It speakes against her with the other proofes.

2092Othel. O that the Slaue had forty thousand liues:

2093One is too poore, too weake for my reuenge.

2094Now do I see 'tis true. Looke heere Iago,

2095All my fond loue thus do I blow to Heauen. 'Tis gone,

2096Arise blacke vengeance, from the hollow hell,

2097Yeeld vp (O Loue) thy Crowne, and hearted Throne

2098To tyrannous Hate. Swell bosome with thy fraught,

2099For 'tis of Aspickes tongues.

2100Iago. Yet be content.

2101Oth. Oh blood, blood, blood.

2102Iago. Patience I say: your minde may change.

2103Oth. Neuer Iago. Like to the Ponticke Sea,

2104Whose Icie Current, and compulsiue course,

2105Neu'r keepes retyring ebbe, but keepes due on

2106To the Proponticke, and the Hellespont:

2107Euen so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace

2108Shall neu'r looke backe, neu'r ebbe to humble Loue,

2109Till that a capeable, and wide Reuenge

2110Swallow them vp. Now by yond Marble Heauen,

2111In the due reuerence of a Sacred vow,

2112I heere engage my words.

2113Iago. Do not rise yet:

2114Witnesse you euer-burning Lights aboue,

2115You Elements, that clip vs round about,

2116Witnesse that heere Iago doth giue vp

2117The execution of his wit, hands, heart,

2118To wrong'd Othello's Seruice. Let him command,

2119And to obey shall be in me remorse,

2120What bloody businesse euer.

2121Oth. I greet thy loue,

2122Not with vaine thanks, but with acceptance bounteous,

2123And will vpon the instant put thee too't.

2124Within these three dayes let me heare thee say,

2125That Cassio's not aliue.

2126Iago. My Friend is dead:

2127'Tis done at your Request.

2128But let her liue.

2129Oth. Damne her lewde Minx:

2130O damne her, damne her.

2131Come go with me a-part, I will withdraw

2132To furnish me with some swift meanes of death

2133For the faire Diuell.

2134Now art thou my Lieutenant.

2135Iago. I am your owne for euer. Exeunt.