32282911Bian. I am no
strumpet, but of life as hone
st,
32312914Iag. Kind Gentlemen, let's goe
see poore
Cassio dre
st,
32332915Come mi
stre
sse, you mu
st tell's another tale.
32342916Emillia, runne you to the Cittadell,
32352917And tell my Lord and Lady what has hapt:
32362918Will you goe on, I pray, this is the night,
32372919That either markes me, or foredoes me quite.
32402922Oth. It is the cau
se, it is the cau
se, my
soule,
32412923Let me not name it to you, you cha
ste
starres
: 32422924It is the cau
se, yet I'le not
shed her blood,
32432925Nor
scarre that
whiter skin of hers, then
snow,
32442926And
smooth, as monumentall Alabla
ster;
32452927Yet
she mu
st die, el
se
shee'll betray more men,
32462928Put out the light, and then put out the light:
32472929If I quench thee, thou
flaming mini
ster,
32482930I can againe, thy former light re
store,
32492931Should I repent me; but once put out thine,
32502932Thou cunning patterne of excelling nature,
32512933I know not where is that promethian heate,
32522934That can thy light returne: when I haue pluckt the ro
se,
32542935I cannot giue it vitall growth againe,
32552936It mu
st needes wither; I'le
smell it on the tree,
32562937A balmy breath, that doth almo
st per
swade
32572938Iu
stice her
selfe to breake her
sword once more,
32582939Be thus, when thou art dead, and I will kill thee,
32592940And loue thee after: once more, and this the la
st,
Hekisses her. 32602941So
sweete was ne're
so fatall: I mu
st weepe,
32612942But they are cruell teares; this
sorrowes heauenly,
32622943It
strikes when it does loue
: she wakes.
32652946Des. Will you come to bed my Lord?
32662947Oth. Haue you prayed to night,
Desdemona?
Des.
M