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put up in peace what already I have foolishly suffered.

Iago. Will you hear me, Roderigo?

Rod. 'Faith, I have heard too much; for your words and performance are no kin together.

Iago. You charge me most unjustly.

Rod. With nought but truth. I have wasted myself out of my means. The jewels you have had from me, to deliver to Desdemona, would half have corrupted a votarist: You have told me-she has received them, and returned me expectations and comforts of sudden respect and acquittance;? but I find none.

Iago. Well; go to; very well.

Rod. Very well! go to ! I cannot go to, man; nor 'tis not very well : By this hand, I say, it is very scurvy: and begin to find myself fobbed in it.

jago. Very well.

Rod. I tell you, 'tis not very well. I will make myself known to Desdemona : if she will return me my jewels, I will give over my suit, and repent my unlawful solicitation; if not, assure yourself, I will seek satisfaction of you.

Iago. You have said now.

Rod. Ay, and I have said nothing, but what I protest intendment of doing.

Iago. Why, now I see there's mettle in thee ; and even, from this instant, do build on thee a better opinion than ever before. Give me thy hand, Roderigo: Thou hast taken against me a most just exception; but, yet, I protest, I have dealt most di

I rectly in thy affair.

Rod. It hath not appeared.

Iago. I grant, indeed, it hath not appeared ; and your suspicion is not without wit and judgment. But, Roderigo, if thou hast that within thee indeed, which I have greater reason to believe now than ever -I mean, purpose, courage, and valour, - this

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night show it: if thou the next night following enjoyest not Desdemona, take me from this world with treachery, and devise engines for my life.

Rod. Well, what is it? is it within reason, and compass ?

lago. Sir, there is especial commission come from Venice, to depute Cassio in Othello's place.

Rod. Is that true? why, then Othello and Desdemona return again to Venice.

Iago. O, no; he goes into Mauritania, and takes away with him the fair Desdemona, unless his abode be lingered here by some accident; wherein none can be so determinate, as the removing of Cassio. Rod. How do you mean-rem

removing of him? Iago. Why, by making him incapable of Othello's place; knocking out his brains.

Rod. And that you would have me do?

Iago. Ay, if you dare do yourself a profit, and a right. He sups to-night with a harlot, and thither will I go to him ;-he knows not yet of his honour

11 able fortune : if you will watch his going thence (which I will fashion to fall out between twelve and one,) you may take him at your pleasure; I will be near to second your attempt, and he shall fall be. tween us. Come, stand not amazed at it, but go along with me; I will show you such a necessity in his death, that you shall think yourself bound to put it on him. It is now high supper-time, and the night grows to waste : about it. Rod. I will hear further reason for this. lago. And you shall be satisfied. (Exeunt.

SCENE III.-Another room in the castle. En.

ter Othello, Lodovico, Desdemona, Emilia, and Attendants.

Lod. I do beseech you, sir, trouble yourself no


Oth. O pardon me; 'twill do me good to walk. Lod Madam, good night; I humbly thank your

ladyship. Des. Your honour is most welcome. Oth.

Will you walk, sir ?0,-Desdemona, Des.

My lord ? Oth. Get you to bed on the instant, I will be returned forthwith : dismiss your attendant there; look, it be done. Des. I will, my lord.

(Exeunt Othello, Lodovico, and Attendants. Emil. How goes it now? he looks gentler than

he did.
Des. He says, he will return incontinent;?
He hath commanded me to go to bed,
And bade me to dismiss you.

Dismiss me!
Des. It was his bidding; therefore, good Emilia,
Give me my nightly wearing, and adieu :
We must not now displease him.

Emil. I would, you had never seen him!
Des. So would not I; my love doth so approve

him, That even his stubbornness, his checks, and

frowns,Pr'ythee, unpin me,-have grace and favour in

them. Emil. I have laid those sheets you bade me on

the bed.
Des. All's one : -Good father! how foolish are

our minds !
If I do die before thee, pr'ythee, shroud me
In one of those same sheets.

Come, come, you talk. Des. My mother had a maid callid--Barbara ; She was in love ; and he, she lov'd, prov'd mad, 2 And did forsake her: she had a song of-Willow,

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An old thing 'twas, but it express'd her fortune,
And she died singing it : That song, to-night,
Will not go from my mind; I have much to do,
But to go hang my head all at one side,
And sing it like poor Barbara. Prythee, despatch.

Emil. Shall I go fetch your night-gown?

No, unpin me here.
This Lodovico is a proper man.

Emil. A very handsome man.

And he speaks well. Emil. I know a lady in Venice, who would have walked barefoot to Palestine, for a touch of his nether lip


Des. The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore


Sing all a green willow; (Singing.
Her hand on her bosom, her head on her knee,

Sing willow, willow, willow :
The fresh streams ran by her, and murmur'd

her moans ;

Sing willow, &c.
Her salt tears fell from her, and softend the

stones; Lay by these:

Sing willow, willow, willow : Pr'ythee, hie thee; he'll come anon.

Sing all a green willow must be my gar.



Let nobody blame him, his scorn I approve, Nay, that's not next.—Hark! who is it that knocks?

Emil. It is the wind.




Des. I call'd my love, false love ; but what said

he then

Sing willow, &c. If I court mol women, you'll couch with mo men. So, get thee gone; good night. Mine eyes do Doth that bode weeping ? Emil.

Tis neither here nor there. Des. I have heard it said so.-0, these men, these Dost thou in conscience think,-tell me, Emilia, That there be women do abuse their husbands In such gross kind ?

Emil. There be some such, no question. Des. Would'st thou do such a deed for all the

world? Emil. Why, would not you? Des.

No, by this heavenly light ! Emil. Nor I neither by this heavenly light; I might do't as well i'the dark. Des. Would'st thou do such a deed for all the

world ? Emil. The world is a huge thing : 'Tis a great

price For a small vice.

Des. Good troth, I think thou would'st not.

Emil. By my troth, I think I should ; and undo't, when I had done. Marry, I would not do such a thing for a joint-ring; nor for measures of lawn; nor for gowns, petticoats, nor caps, nor any petty exhibition : but, for the whole world, -Why, who would not make her husband a cuckold, to make him a monarch? I should venture purgatory for't.

Des. Beshrew me, if I would do such a wrong for the whole world.

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