2899Rodori. I haue heard too much: and your words and

2900Performances are no kin together.

2901Iago. You charge me most vniustly.

2902Rodo. With naught but truth: I haue wasted my

2903selfe out of my meanes. The Iewels you haue had from

2904me to deliuer Desdemona, would halfe haue corrupted a

2905Votarist. You haue told me she hath receiu'd them,

2906and return'd me expectations and comforts of sodaine

2907respect, and acquaintance, but I finde none.

2908Iago. Well, go too: very well.

2909Rod. Very well, go too: I cannot go too, (man) nor

2910tis not very well. Nay I think it is scuruy: and begin to

2911finde my selfe fopt in it.

2912Iago. Very well.

2913Rodor. I tell you, 'tis not very well: I will make my

2914selfe knowne to Desdemona. If she will returne me my

2915Iewels, I will giue ouer my Suit, and repent my vnlaw-

2916full solicitation. If not, assure your selfe, I will seeke

2917satisfaction of you.

2918Iago. You haue said now.

2919Rodo. I: and said nothing but what I protest intend-

2920ment of doing.

2921Iago. Why, now I see there's mettle in thee: and

2922euen from this instant do build on thee a better o-

2923pinion then euer before: giue me thy hand Rodorigo.

2924Thou hast taken against me a most iust excepti-

2925on: but yet I protest I haue dealt most directly in thy

2926Affaire.

2927Rod. It hath not appeer'd.

2928Iago. I grant indeed it hath not appeer'd: and

2929your suspition is not without wit and iudgement.

2930But Rodorigo, if thou hast that in thee indeed, which

2931I haue greater reason to beleeue now then euer (I

2932meane purpose, Courage, and Valour) this night

2933shew it. If thou the next night following enioy not

2934Desdemona, take me from this world with Treache-

2935rie, and deuise Engines for my life.

2936Rod. Well: what is it? Is it within, reason and com-

2937passe?

2938Iago. Sir, there is especiall Commission come from

2939Venice to depute Cassio in Othello's place.

2940Rod. Is that true? Why then Othello and Desdemona

2941returne againe to Venice.

2942Iago. Oh no: he goes into Mauritania and taketh

2943away with him the faire Desdemona, vnlesse his a-

2944bode be lingred heere by some accident. Where-

2945in none can be so determinate, as the remouing of

2946Cassio.

2947Rod. How do you meane remouing him?

2948Iago. Why, by making him vncapable of Othello's

2949place: knocking out his braines.

2950Rod. And that you would haue me to do.

2951Iago. I: if you dare do your selfe a profit, and a

2952right. He sups to night with a Harlotry: and thither

2953will I go to him. He knowes not yet of his Honourable

2954Fortune, if you will watch his going thence (which

2955I will fashion to fall out betweene twelue and one)

2956you may take him at your pleasure. I will be neere

2957to second your Attempt, and he shall fall betweene

2958vs. Come, stand not amaz'd at it, but go along with

2959me: I will shew you such a necessitie in his death, that

2960you shall thinke your selfe bound to put it on him. It

2961is now high supper time: and the night growes to wast.

2962About it.

2963Rod. I will heare further reason for this.

2964Iago. And you shalbe satisfi'd. Exeunt.

2968Lod. I do beseech you Sir, trouble your selfe no further.

2969Oth. Oh pardon me: 'twill do me good to walke.

2970Lodoui. Madam, good night: I humbly thanke your

2971Ladyship.

2972Des. Your Honour is most welcome.

2973Oth. Will you walke Sir? Oh Desdemona.

2974Des. My Lord.

2975Othello Get you to bed on th'instant, I will be re-

2976turn'd forthwith: dismisse your Attendant there: look't

2977be done. Exit.

2978Des. I will my Lord.

2979AEm. How goes it now? He lookes gentler then he did.

2980Des. He saies he will returne incontinent,

2981And hath commanded me to go to bed,

2982And bid me to dismisse you.

2983AEmi. Dismisse me?

2984Des. It was his bidding: therefore good AEmilia,

2985Giue me my nightly wearing, and adieu.

2986We must not now displease him.

2987AEmil. I, would you had neuer seene him.

2988Des. So would not I: my loue doth so approue him,

2989That euen his stubbornesse, his checks, his frownes,

2990(Prythee vn-pin me) haue grace and fauour.

2991AEmi. I haue laid those Sheetes you bad me on the bed.

2992Des. All's one: good Father, how foolish are our minds?

2993If I do die before, prythee shrow'd me

2994In one of these same Sheetes.

2995AEmil. Come, come: you talke.

2996Des. My Mother had a Maid call'd Barbarie,

2997She was in loue: and he she lou'd prou'd mad,

2998And did forsake her. She had a Song of Willough,

2999An old thing 'twas: but it express'd her Fortune,

3000And she dy'd singing it. That Song to night,

3001Will not go from my mind: I haue much to do,

3002But to go hang my head all at one side

3003And sing it like poore Brabarie: prythee dispatch.

3004AEmi. Shall I go fetch your Night-gowne?

3005Des. No, vn-pin me here,

3006This Lodouico is a proper man.

3007AEmil. A very handsome man.

3008Des. He speakes well.

3009AEmil. I know a Lady in Venice would haue walk'd

3010barefoot to Palestine for a touch of his nether lip.

3011Des. The poore Soule sat singing, by a Sicamour tree.

3012Sing all a greene Willough:

3013Her hand on her bosome her head on her knee,

3014Sing Willough, Willough, Wtllough.

3015The fresh Streames ran by her, and murmur'd her moanes

3016Sing Willough, &c.

3017Her salt teares fell from her, and softned the stones,

3018Sing Willough, &c. (Lay by these)

3019 Willough, Willough. (Prythee high thee: he'le come anon)

3020Sing all a greene Willough must be my Garland.

3021Let no body blame him, his scorne I approue.

3022(Nay that's not next. Harke, who is't that knocks?

3023AEmil. It's the wind.

3024Des. I call'd my Loue false Loue: but what said he then?

3025Sing Willough, &c.

3026If I court mo women, you'le couch with mo men.

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