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lago. I fhould be wife; for honefty's a fool, And lofes that it works for.

* Oth. By the world,

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I think my wife be honeft, and think the is not;
I think that thou art juft, and think thou art not.

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I'll have some proof. Her name, that was as fresh
As Dian's vifage, is now begrin'd and black

As mine own face. If there be cords, or knives,
Poison, or fire, or fuffocating ftreams,

I'll not endure it. 'Would I were satisfied!

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laga. I fee, fir, you are eaten up with paffion; I do repent me that I put it to you,

You would be fatisfied?

Oth. Would? nay, I will.

Jago. And may; but how? how fatisfied, my Lord? Would you, the supervisor, grofly gape on,

Behold her & tupp'd?

Oth. Death and damnation! oh!

Iago. It were a tedious difficulty, I think,

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To bring 'em to that prospect: 1 damn * 'em then,

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a So all before the 3d f; that and all top'd; W. top'd. after, is for be.

b C. omits and.

The fo's and R. My for Her.

d The and R. omit fir.

b The 1ft f. them; the other fo's omit

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So the qu's and C; the fo's and R, for 'em,

If ever mortal eyes do fee them bolster,

More than their own. What then? how then?
What shall I fay? where's fatisfaction?

It is impoffible you should fee this,

Were they as prime as goats, as hot as monkeys,
As falt as wolves in pride, and fools as grofs
As ignorance made drunk; but yet I say,
If imputation and strong circumstances,
Which lead directly to the door of truth,
Will give you fatisfaction, you might have't,
Oth. Give me a living reafon that she's difloyal,
Iago. I do not like the office;

But P fith I am enter'd into this caufe fo far;

Prick'd to 't by foolish honesty and love,

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I will go on. I lay with Caffio lately,

And being troubled with a raging tooth,
I could not fleep.-

There are a kind of men, fe loofe of foul,

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That in their fleeps will mutter their affairs;
One of this kind is Caffio:

In fleep I heard him fay, Sweet Desdemona,

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Let us be wary, let us hide our loves!

And then, fir, would he gripe and wring my hand;

"Cry, Oh fweet creature!

1 The qu's, did for do.

C, reads, What then? bow then, fay you? Where's fatisfaction? What shall I fay?

n The qu's, you may bay't ; C. you may

bave 't.

• All but the qu's omit that. PT.'s duodecimo, W. and J. read fince for fub.

and then kifs me hard,

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As if he pluckt up kiffes by the roots,

That grew upon my lips; then laid his leg

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z Over my thigh, and figh'd and kifs'd, and then Cry'd, Curfed fate that gave thee to the Moor. Oth. O monftrous! monftrous!

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Oth. But this denoted a fore-gone conclufion;
''Tis a fhrewd doubt, though it be but a dream.
Iago. And this may help to thicken other proofs,
That do demonftrate thinly.

Oth. I'll tear her all to pieces.

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Iago. Nay, but be wife; yet we fee nothing done;
She may be honeft yet.-Tell me but this,

Have you not fometimes feen a handkerchief,
Spotted with ftrawberries, in your wife's hand?
Oth. I gave her fuch a one; 'twas my firft gift.
Iago. I knew not that; but fuch a handkerchief
(I am fure it was your wife's) did I to-day
See Caffio wipe his beard with.

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Oth. O that the flave had forty thousand lives!
One is too poor, too weak for my revenge.
Now do I fee 'tis true.-Look here, Iago,
All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven:
'Tis gone.

Arife, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell!
Yield up, O Love, thy crown and hearted throne
To tyrannous hate! fwell, bofom, with thy fraught,
For 'tis of afpicks' tongues P.

Iago. Yet be content.

Oth. O blood, Iago, blood!

Iago. Patience, I fay; your mind' perhaps may change.

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Oth. Never, Iago. Like to the Pontick fea,

Whofe icy current, and compulsive course

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Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on

To the Propontick and the Hellefpont;
Even fo my bloody thoughts with violent pace

Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love,

'Till that a capable and wide revenge

Swallow them up.- Now × by yond marble heaven, [' He kneels.

In the due reverence of a facred vow

I here engage my words

1 The 2d q. I do for do I.

m The ift q. and W. time for true.
n So the qu's and 7; W. th' unbal-

lew'd cell; the reft, the bollaw cell.

o The 1ft q. barted; W. parted.

P Here the qu's direct, be kneeles. 9 The qu's and C. Pray for Yet. So the qu's and C; the reft, O blood, blood, bleac

The fo's, R. P. and H. omit pero baps.

The following in italic is omitted in the 1st q.

u P. H. and W. omit to.

w The fo's, keeps for feels.
x Second q. beyond.

y This direction by R.
2 Second q. to for of.

Iago. Do not rife yet.

Witness, you ever-burning lights above!
You elements that clip us round about!!
Witness, that here Iago doth give up

The execution of his wit,
To wrong'd Othello's fervice.
* And not to obey fhall be

• What bloody work so ever.

Oth. I greet thy love,

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hands, heart,

[Lago kneels.

Let him command,

in me remorfe,

[Rifing.

Not with vain thanks, but with acceptance bounteous;

And will upon the inftant put thee to't.

Within these three days let me hear thee say,

That Caffio's not alive.

lago. My friend is dead';

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'Tis done as you requeft. But let her live.

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Oth. Damn her, lewd minx! O, damn her, damn her!

Come, go with me apart; I will withdraw

To furnish me with fome. fwift means of death

For the fair devil. Now art thou my lieutenant.→→
Iago.. I am your own for ever.

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