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Let me but bind it hard, within this hour Offers her handkerchief

It will be well.OTHELLO Your napkin 320is too little: He pushes away the handkerchief and it drops

Let it alone. Come, I’ll go in with you. Exit

DESDEMONA I am very sorry that you are not well. Following him

EMILIA I am glad I have found this napkin: Picks up the handkerchief

This was her first remembrance 324from the Moor:

My wayward husband hath a hundred times

Wooed 326me to steal it, but she so loves the token —

For he conjured her 327she should ever keep it —

That she reserves 328it evermore about her

To kiss and talk to. I’ll have the work ta’en out 329,

And give’t Iago: what he will do with it

Heaven knows, not I:

I nothing 332but to please his fantasy.

Enter Iago IAGO How now? What do you here alone?EMILIA Do not you chide: I have a thing for you.IAGO You have a thing for me? It is a common 335thing—EMILIA Ha?IAGO To have a foolish wife.EMILIA O, is that all? What will you give me now

For the same handkerchief?IAGO What handkerchief?EMILIA What handkerchief?

Why, that the Moor first gave to Desdemona,

That which so often you did bid me steal.IAGO Hast stol’n it from her?EMILIA No, but she let it drop by negligence.

And, to th’advantage 346, I, being here, took’t up.

Look, here ’tis.IAGO A good wench: give it me.EMILIA What will you do with’t, that you have been

So earnest to have me filch it?IAGO Why, what is that to you? Snatches it

EMILIA If it be not for some purpose of import,

Give’t me again: poor lady, she’ll run mad

When she shall lack 354it.IAGO Be not acknown on’t 355: I have use for it.

Go, leave me. Exit Emilia

I will in Cassio’s lodging loose this napkin

And let him find it. Trifles light as air

Are to the jealous confirmations strong

As proofs of holy writ 360: this may do something.

The Moor already changes with my poison:

Dangerous conceits 362are in their natures poisons,

Which at the first are scarce found to distaste 363,

But with a little act 364upon the blood,

Burn like the mines of sulphur. I did say so:

Enter Othello At a distance

Look, where he comes! Not poppy 366, nor mandragora,

Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world

Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep

Which thou owed’st 369yesterday.OTHELLO Ha, ha, false to me?IAGO Why how now, general? No more of that.OTHELLO Avaunt 372, be gone! Thou hast set me on the rack:

I swear ’tis better to be much abused

Than but to know’t a little.IAGO How now, my lord?OTHELLO What sense had I in her stol’n hours of lust?

I saw’t not, thought it not, it harmed not me:

I slept the next night well, fed well, was free 378and merry:

I found not Cassio’s kisses on her lips.

He that is robbed, not wanting 380what is stol’n,

Let him not know’t and he’s not robbed at all.IAGO I am sorry to hear this.OTHELLO I had been happy, if the general camp,

Pioneers 384and all, had tasted her sweet body,

So 385I had nothing known. O, now, for ever

Farewell the tranquil mind; farewell content;

Farewell the plumèd 387troops and the big wars

That makes ambition virtue! O, farewell!

Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump 389,

The spirit-stirring drum, th’ear-piercing fife 390,

The royal banner, and all quality 391,

Pride 392, pomp and circumstance of glorious war!

And, O, you mortal engines 393, whose rude throats

Th’immortal Jove’s dread clamours 394counterfeit,

Farewell! Othello’s occupation’s gone.IAGO Is’t possible, my lord?OTHELLO Villain, be sure thou prove my love a whore; Grabs him

Be sure of it: give me the ocular proof,

Or by the worth of mine eternal soul,

Thou hadst been better have been born a dog

Than answer my waked wrath!IAGO Is’t come to this?OTHELLO Make me to see’t, or at the least so prove it

That the probation 404bear no hinge nor loop

To hang a doubt on, or woe upon thy life!IAGO My noble lord—OTHELLO If thou dost slander her and torture me,

Never pray more: abandon all remorse 408,

On horror’s head horrors accumulate,

Do deeds to make heaven weep, all earth amazed 410,

For nothing canst thou to damnation add

Greater than that.IAGO O grace! O heaven forgive me!

Are you a man? Have you a soul? Or sense?

God b’wi’you 415, take mine office. O wretched fool,

That lov’st to make thine honesty a vice!

O monstrous world! Take note, take note, O world,

To be direct and honest is not safe.

I thank you for this profit 419, and from hence

I’ll love no friend, sith 420love breeds such offence.OTHELLO Nay, stay: thou shouldst be 421honest.IAGO I should be 422wise, for honesty’s a fool

And loses that 423it works for.OTHELLO By the world,

I think my wife be honest and think she is not:

I think that thou art just and think thou art not.

I’ll have some proof. My name, that was as fresh

As Dian 428’s visage, is now begrimed and black

As mine own face. If there be cords, or knives, 429

Poison, or fire, or suffocating streams,

I’ll not endure it. Would I were satisfied!IAGO I see you are eaten up with passion:

I do repent me that I put it to you.

You would be satisfied?OTHELLO Would? Nay, and I will.IAGO And may: but, how? How satisfied, my lord?

Would you the supervision 437grossly gape on?

Behold her topped 438?OTHELLO Death and damnation! O!IAGO It were a tedious difficulty, I think,

To bring them to that prospect 441: damn them then,

If ever mortal eyes do see them bolster 442

More 443than their own. What then? How then?

What shall I say? Where’s satisfaction 444?

It is impossible you should see this,

Were they as prime 446as goats, as hot as monkeys,

As salt 447as wolves in pride, and fools as gross

As ignorance made drunk. But yet, I say,

If imputation and strong circumstances 449

Which lead directly to the door of truth

Will give you satisfaction, you might have’t.OTHELLO Give me a living reason she’s disloyal.IAGO I do not like the office,

But sith I am entered in this cause so far —

Pricked 455to’t by foolish honesty and love —

I will go on. I lay 456with Cassio lately,

And being troubled with a raging tooth

I could not sleep. There are a kind of men

So loose of soul that in their sleeps will mutter

Their affairs: one of this kind is Cassio.

In sleep I heard him say, ‘Sweet Desdemona,

Let us be wary, let us hide our loves’:

And then, sir, would he grip and wring my hand,

Cry ‘O sweet creature!’ then kiss me hard,

As if he plucked up kisses by the roots

That grew upon my lips, laid his leg

O’er my thigh, and sigh 467, and kiss, and then

Cry, ‘Cursèd fate that gave thee to the Moor!’OTHELLO O monstrous! Monstrous!IAGO Nay, this was but his dream.OTHELLO But this denoted a foregone conclusion 471:

’Tis a shrewd doubt 472, though it be but a dream.IAGO And this may help to thicken other proofs

That do demonstrate thinly.OTHELLO I’ll tear her all to pieces.IAGO Nay, yet be wise: yet we 476see nothing done,

She may be honest yet. Tell me but this:

Have you not sometimes seen a handkerchief

Spotted with strawberries in your wife’s hand?OTHELLO I gave her such a one: ’twas my first gift.IAGO I know not that, but such a handkerchief —

I am sure it was your wife’s — did I today

See Cassio wipe his beard with.OTHELLO If it be that—IAGO If it be that, or any it was hers,