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He’ll watch the horologe a double set 117,

If drink rock not his cradle.MONTANO It were well

The general were put in mind of it.

Perhaps he sees it not, or his good nature

Prizes the virtue that appears in Cassio

And looks not on his evils: is not this true?

Enter Rodorigo IAGO How now, Rodorigo? Aside to Rodorigo

I pray you, after the lieutenant, go. [Exit Rodorigo]

MONTANO And ’tis great pity that the noble Moor

Should hazard such a place as his own second 127

With one of an ingraft 128infirmity:

It were an honest action to say so

To the Moor.IAGO Not I, for this fair island:

I do love Cassio well and would do much

To cure him of this evil.— Cry within

But, hark! What noise?

Enter Cassio pursuing Rodorigo CASSIO You rogue! You rascal!MONTANO What’s the matter, lieutenant?CASSIO A knave 136teach me my duty?

I’ll beat the knave into a twiggen bottle 137.RODORIGO Beat me?CASSIO Dost thou prate, rogue? Strikes Rodorigo

MONTANO Nay, good lieutenant: Stops him

I pray you, sir, hold 141your hand.CASSIO Let me go, sir,

Or I’ll knock you o’er the mazzard 143.MONTANO Come, come, you’re drunk.CASSIO Drunk? They fight

IAGO Away, I say: go out and cry a Aside to Rodorigo

mutiny.— [Exit Rodorigo]

Nay, good lieutenant— Alas, gentlemen—

Help, ho!— Lieutenant— Sir Montano— Sir—

Help, masters 149!— Here’s a goodly watch indeed! Bell rings

Who’s that which rings the bell 150?— Diablo , ho!

The town will rise 151. Fie, fie, lieutenant!

You’ll be ashamed 152for ever.

Enter Othello and Attendants With weapons

OTHELLO What is the matter here?MONTANO I bleed still: I am hurt to th’death. He dies! Attacks Cassio?

OTHELLO Hold, for your lives!IAGO Hold, ho! Lieutenant— Sir Montano— Gentlemen,

Have you forgot all sense of place 157and duty?

Hold! The general speaks to you. Hold, for shame!OTHELLO Why, how now, ho! From whence ariseth this?

Are we turned Turks 160, and to ourselves do that

Which heaven hath forbid the Ottomites?

For Christian shame, put by this barbarous brawl!

He that stirs next to carve 163for his own rage

Holds his soul light 164: he dies upon his motion.—

Silence that dreadful 165bell: it frights the isle

From her propriety 166.— What is the matter, masters?

Honest Iago, that looks dead with grieving 167,

Speak: who began this? On thy love 168, I charge thee.IAGO I do not know. Friends all but now, even now,

In quarter 170and in terms like bride and groom

Devesting them 171for bed: and then, but now —

As if some planet had unwitted men 172—

Swords out, and tilting 173one at other’s breasts

In opposition bloody. I cannot speak

Any beginning to this peevish odds 175,

And would 176in action glorious I had lost

Those legs that brought me to a part of it!OTHELLO How comes it, Michael, you are thus forgot 178?CASSIO I pray you pardon me: I cannot speak.OTHELLO Worthy Montano, you were wont 180to be civil:

The gravity and stillness 181of your youth

The world hath noted, and your name is great

In mouths of wisest censure 183. What’s the matter

That you unlace 184your reputation thus

And spend your rich opinion 185for the name

Of a night-brawler? Give me answer to it.MONTANO Worthy Othello, I am hurt to danger:

Your officer, Iago, can inform you —

While I spare speech, which something now offends 189me —

Of all that I do know, nor know I aught 190

By me that’s said or done amiss this night,

Unless self-charity be sometimes a vice,

And to defend ourselves it be a sin

When violence assails us.OTHELLO Now, by heaven,

My blood 196begins my safer guides to rule,

And passion — having my best judgement collied 197—

Assays 198to lead the way: if I once stir,

Or do but lift this arm, the best of you

Shall sink in my rebuke. Give me to know

How this foul rout 201began, who set it on,

And he that is approved 202in this offence,

Though he had twinned with me, both at a birth 203,

Shall lose me. What, in a town of war 204

Yet wild 205, the people’s hearts brim-full of fear,

To manage 206private and domestic quarrel?

In night, and on the court and guard of safety 207?

’Tis monstrous 208. Iago, who began’t?MONTANO If partially affined, or leagued in office 209, To Iago

Thou dost deliver more or less than truth,

Thou art no soldier.IAGO Touch 212me not so near:

I had rather have this tongue cut from my mouth

Than it should do offence to Michael Cassio,

Yet, I persuade myself, to speak the truth

Shall nothing wrong him. This it is, general:

Montano and myself being in speech,

There comes a fellow crying out for help,

And Cassio following him with determined sword 219

To execute upon him. Sir, this gentleman Indicates Montano

Steps in to Cassio and entreats his pause 221:

Myself the crying fellow did pursue,

Lest by his clamour — as it so fell out —

The town might fall in fright: he, swift of foot,

Outran my purpose, and I returned then rather 225

For that I heard the clink and fall of swords

And Cassio high in oath 227, which till tonight

I ne’er might say before. When I came back —

For this was brief — I found them close together

At blow and thrust, even as again they were

When you yourself did part them.

More of this matter cannot I report.

But men are men: the best sometimes forget 233:

Though Cassio did some little wrong to him 234,

As men in rage strike those that wish them best,

Yet surely Cassio, I believe, received

From him that fled some strange indignity 237,

Which patience could not pass 238.OTHELLO I know, Iago,

Thy honesty and love doth mince 240this matter,

Making it light to Cassio. Cassio, I love thee,

But never more be officer of mine.

Enter Desdemona, attended

Look, if my gentle love be not raised up.

I’ll make thee an example.DESDEMONA What is the matter, dear?OTHELLO All’s well, sweeting 246:Come away to bed.— Sir, for your hurts, To Montano

Myself will be your surgeon 248.— Lead him off.[ Exeunt some with Montano ]

Iago, look with care about the town

And silence those whom this vile brawl distracted 250.—

Come, Desdemona: ’tis the soldiers’ life

To have their balmy 252slumbers waked with strife. Exeunt[ all but Iago and Cassio ]IAGO What, are you hurt, lieutenant?CASSIO Ay, past all surgery.IAGO Marry, heaven forbid!CASSIO Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, I have lost

my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of myself, and

what remains is bestial. My reputation, Iago, my reputation!IAGO As I am an honest man, I had thought you had

received some bodily wound; there is more sense 260in that

than in reputation. Reputation is an idle 261and most false

imposition 262: oft got without merit and lost without deserving:

you have lost no reputation at all, unless you repute yourself

such a loser. What, man, there are more ways to recover 264

the general again: you are but now cast in his mood 265— a

punishment more in policy than in malice — even so as one

would beat his offenceless dog to affright an imperious lion.

Sue to 268him again and he’s yours.CASSIO I will rather sue to be despised than to deceive

so good a commander with so slight 270, so drunken and