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OTHELLO:

So, so, so, so. They laugh that win.

OTHELLO:

So, so, so, so. They laugh that win.

IAGO:

Faith, the cry goes that you shall marry her.

IAGO:

Faith, the rumor goes that you shall marry her.

CASSIO:

Prithee, say true.(140)

CASSIO:

I beg you, tell the truth.

IAGO:

I am a very villain else.

IAGO:

I am a very villain if I don’t.

OTHELLO:

Have you scored me? Well.

OTHELLO:

Have you played me? Well.

CASSIO:

This is the monkey's own giving out. She is persuaded
I will marry her, out of her own love and flattery, not out of
my promise.(145)

CASSIO:

This is the monkey's own rumor. She is persuaded I
will marry her, out of her own love and flattery, not out
because of my promise.

OTHELLO:

Iago beckons me; now he begins the story.

OTHELLO:

Iago beckons me; now he begins the story.

CASSIO:

She was here even now; she haunts me in every place.
I was the other day talking on the sea bank with certain
Venetians, and thither comes the bauble, and, by this hand,
she falls me thus about my neck—(150)

CASSIO:

She was here even now; she haunts me in every place. I
was talking on the sea bank with certain Venetians the
other day, and here comes the little gem, and falls like
this around my neck

OTHELLO:

Crying, “O dear Cassio!” as it were; his gesture
imports it.

OTHELLO:

Crying, "O dear Cassio!" as it were. His gestures
suggest it.

CASSIO:

So hangs and lolls and weeps upon me; so hales and
pulls me. Ha, ha, ha!

CASSIO:

So hangs, and lolls, and weeps on me; so hales and pulls
me. Ha, ha, ha!

OTHELLO:

Now he tells how she plucked him to my chamber.(155)
O, I see that nose of yours, but not that dog I shall throw
it to.

OTHELLO:

Now he tells how she brought him to my
bedroom. O, I see that nose of yours, but not that dog I
shall throw it to.

Enter Bianca.

CASSIO:

Well, I must leave her company.

CASSIO:

Well, I must leave her company.

IAGO:

Before me! look where she comes.

IAGO:

Before me! Look, here she comes.

CASSIO:

'Tis such another fitchew! marry, a perfumed one.(160)
What do you mean by this haunting of me?

CASSIO:

It’s another such polecat! By Mary, a perfumed one.
What do you mean by this haunting of me?

BIANCA:

Let the devil and his dam haunt you! What did you
mean by that same handkerchief you gave me even now? I
was a fine fool to take it. I must take out the work? A likely
piece of work that you should find it in your chamber and(165)
not know who left it there! This is some minx's token, and
I must take out the work? There, give it your hobby-horse.
Wheresoever you had it, I'll take out no work on't.

BIANCA:

Let the devil and his dam haunt you! What did you mean
by that same handkerchief you just gave me? I was a fine
fool to take it. I must take out the embroidery? A likely
piece of work that you should find it in your bedroom and
not know who left it there! This is some cat's gift, and I
must take out the work? There, give it to your whore.
Wherever you had it, I won’t take out any embroidery.

CASSIO:

How now, my sweet Bianca! how now! how now!

CASSIO:

Come now, my sweet Bianca! Come now! Come now!

OTHELLO:

By heaven, that should be my handkerchief!(170)

OTHELLO:

By heaven, that’s my handkerchief!

BIANCA:

An you'll come to supper tonight, you may; an you
will not, come when you are next prepared for.

BIANCA:

If you'll come to supper tonight, you may; if you will not,
come when you are next ready to.

Exit.

IAGO:

After her, after her.

IAGO:

After her, after her.

CASSIO:

Faith, I must; she'll rail i' the street else.

CASSIO:

Faith, I must, or else she'll raise a ruckus in the street.

IAGO:

Will you sup there?(175)

IAGO:

Will you have dinner there?

CASSIO:

Faith, I intend so.

CASSIO:

Faith, I intend to.

IAGO:

Well, I may chance to see you, for I would very fain
speak with you.

IAGO:

Well, I maybe I’ll see you; because I would very gladly
speak with you.

CASSIO:

Prithee, come; will you?

CASSIO:

I beg you, come; will you?

IAGO:

Go to; say no more.(180)

IAGO:

OK, say no more.

Exit Cassio.

OTHELLO:

How shall I murder him, Iago?

OTHELLO:

How shall I murder him, Iago?

IAGO:

Did you perceive how he laughed at his vice?

IAGO:

Did you see how he laughed at his sin?

OTHELLO:

O Iago!

OTHELLO:

O Iago!

IAGO:

And did you see the handkerchief?

IAGO:

And did you see the handkerchief?

OTHELLO:

Was that mine?(185)

OTHELLO:

Was that mine?

IAGO:

Yours, by this hand. And to see how he prizes the fool-
ish woman your wife! She gave it him, and he hath given
it his whore.

IAGO:

Yours, I swear. And to see how he prizes the foolish
woman, your wife! She gave it him, and he has given it
his whore.

OTHELLO:

I would have him nine years akilling. A fine
woman! a fair woman! a sweet woman!(190)

OTHELLO:

I would take nine years to kill him. A fine woman! A
beautiful woman! A sweet woman!

IAGO:

Nay, you must forget that.

IAGO:

No, you must forget that.

OTHELLO:

Ay, let her rot, and perish, and be damned tonight,
for she shall not live. No, my heart is turned to stone; I
strike it, and it hurts my hand. O, the world hath not a
sweeter creature. She might lie by an emperor's side, and(195)
command him tasks.

OTHELLO:

Yes, let her rot, and die, and be damned tonight; because
she shall not live. No, my heart is turned to stone; I hit
it, and it hurts my hand. O, the world has not a sweeter
creature. She might lie by an emperor's side and order
him to work.

IAGO:

Nay, that's not your way.

IAGO:

No, that's not your way.

OTHELLO:

Hang her! I do but say what she is. So delicate with
her needle, an admirable musician. O, she will sing the
savageness out of a bear. Of so high and plenteous wit and(200)
invention!

OTHELLO:

Hang her! I only say what she is. So delicate with her
needle! An admirable musician! O, she will sing the
savageness out of a bear! Of so high and full intelligence
and imagination!

IAGO:

She's the worse for all this.

IAGO:

She's the worse for all this.

OTHELLO:

O, a thousand, a thousand times. And then, of so
gentle a condition!

OTHELLO:

O, a thousand, a thousand times. and then, of so gentle a
disposition!

IAGO:

Ay, too gentle.(205)

IAGO:

Yes, too gentle.

OTHELLO:

Nay, that's certain. But yet the pity of it, Iago! O
Iago, the pity of it, Iago!

OTHELLO:

No, that's certain. but yet the pity of it, Iago!
O Iago, the pity of it, Iago!

IAGO:

If you are so fond over her iniquity, give her patent to
offend, for, if it touch not you, it comes near nobody.

IAGO:

If you’re so fond of her sin, give her permission to offend;
because, if it doesn’t affect you, it affects nobody.

OTHELLO:

I will chop her into messes. Cuckold me!(210)

OTHELLO:

I will chop her into pieces. Unfaithful to me!

IAGO:

O, 'tis foul in her.

IAGO:

O, it is evil in her.

OTHELLO:

With mine officer!

OTHELLO:

With my officer!

IAGO:

That's fouler.

IAGO:

That's even more evil.

OTHELLO:

Get me some poison, Iago, this night. I'll not
expostulate with her, lest her body and beauty unprovide(215)
my mind again. This night, Iago:

OTHELLO:

Get me some poison, Iago; this night. I'll not argue with
her, should her body and beauty change my mind again.
this night, Iago.

IAGO:

Do it not with poison, strangle her in her bed, even the
bed she hath contaminated.

IAGO:

Don’t do it with poison. Strangle her in her bed, even the
bed she has contaminated.

OTHELLO:

Good, good, the justice of it pleases, very good.

OTHELLO:

Good, good. The justice of it pleases me. Very good.

IAGO:

And for Cassio, let me be his undertaker. You shall hear(220)
more by midnight.

IAGO:

And for Cassio, let me be his undertaker. You shall hear
more by midnight.

Enter Lodovico, Desdemona, and Attendants.

OTHELLO:

Excellent good. A trumpet without. What trumpet is
that same?

OTHELLO:

Excellent good. [A trumpet within.] What trumpet is that one?

IAGO:

Something from Venice, sure. 'Tis Lodovico
Come from the Duke. And, see your wife is with him.(225)

IAGO:

Something from Venice, surely. It is Lodovico
Come from the duke. And, see, your wife is with him.

LODOVICO:

God save the worthy general!

LODOVICO:

God save you, worthy general!

OTHELLO:

With all my heart, sir.

OTHELLO:

With all my heart, sir.

LODOVICO:

The Duke and Senators of Venice greet you.

LODOVICO:

The duke and senators of Venice greet you.

OTHELLO:

I kiss the instrument of their pleasures.

OTHELLO:

I kiss the instrument of their desires.

DESD:

And what's the news, good cousin Lodovico?(230)

DESD:

And what's the news, good cousin Lodovico?

IAGO:

I am very glad to see you, signior; Welcome to Cyprus.

IAGO:

I am very glad to see you, Signior;
Welcome to Cyprus.

LODOVICO:

I thank you. How does Lieutenant Cassio?

LODOVICO:

I thank you. How does Lieutenant Cassio?

IAGO:

Lives, sir.

IAGO:

He lives, sir.

DESD:

Cousin, there's fall'n between him and my lord
An unkind breech; but you shall make all well.(235)

DESD:

Cousin, there's an angry break up that’s fallen between
him and my lord, but you shall make all well.

OTHELLO:

Are you sure of that?

OTHELLO:

Are you sure of that?

DESD:

My lord?

DESD:

My lord?

OTHELLO:

“This fail you not to do, as you will”—

OTHELLO:

"Don’t fail to do this, as you will."

LODOVICO:

He did not call; he's busy in the paper.
Is there division 'twixt my lord and Cassio?(240)

LODOVICO:

He didn’t call; he's busy with the paper. Is there division between my lord and Cassio?

DESD:

A most unhappy one. I would do much
To atone them, for the love I bear to Cassio.

DESD:

A very unhappy one. I would do a lot
To reconcile them, for the love I bear to Cassio.

OTHELLO:

Fire and brimstone!

OTHELLO:

Fire and brimstone!

DESD:

My lord?

DESD:

My lord?

OTHELLO:

Are you wise?(245)

OTHELLO:

Are you wise?

DESD:

What, is he angry?

DESD:

What, is he angry?

LODOVICO:

May be the letter moved him;
For, as I think, they do command him home,
Deputing Cassio in his government.

LODOVICO:

May be the letter upset him;
Because, I think, they command him to come home,
Making Cassio governor in his place.

DESD:

By my troth, I am glad on't.(250)

DESD:

Trust me, I am glad about it.

OTHELLO:

Indeed!

OTHELLO:

Indeed!

DESD:

My lord?

DESD:

My lord?

OTHELLO:

I am glad to see you mad.

OTHELLO:

I am glad to see you angry.

DESD:

Why, sweet Othello?

DESD:

Why, sweet Othello…

OTHELLO:

Devil!(255)

OTHELLO:

Devil!

[Strikes her.]

DESD:

I have not deserved this.

DESD:

I have not deserved this.

LODOVICO:

My lord, this would not be believed in Venice,
Though I should swear I saw't. 'Tis very much:
Make her amends; she weeps.

LODOVICO:

My lord, this would not be believed in Venice,
Although I could swear I saw it. It is too much.
Apologize to her; she weeps.

OTHELLO:

O devil, devil!(260)
If that the earth could teem with woman's tears,
Each drop she falls would prove a crocodile.
Out of my sight!

OTHELLO:

O devil, devil!
If the earth could be flooded with woman's tears,
Each drop she lets fall would prove to be a crocodile.
Out of my sight!

DESD:

I will not stay to offend you.

DESD:

I will not stay to offend you.

LODOVICO:

Truly, an obedient lady:(265)
I do beseech your lordship, call her back.

LODOVICO:

Truly, an obedient lady.
I beg your lordship, call her back.