Array ( [TITLE] => The Tragedy of Othello, the Moor of Venice [PERSONA] => Array ( [TITLE] => Introduction Actors [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => DUKE OF VENICE [1] => BRABANTIO, a senator. [2] => Other Senators. [3] => GRATIANO, brother to Brabantio. [4] => LODOVICO, kinsman to Brabantio. [5] => OTHELLO, a noble Moor in the service of the Venetian state. [6] => CASSIO, his lieutenant. [7] => IAGO, his ancient. [8] => RODERIGO, a Venetian gentleman. [9] => MONTANO, Othello's predecessor in the government of Cyprus. [10] => Clown, servant to Othello. [11] => DESDEMONA, daughter to Brabantio and wife to Othello. [12] => EMILIA, wife to Iago. [13] => BIANCA, mistress to Cassio. [14] => Sailor, Messenger, Herald, Officers, Gentlemen, Musicians, and Attendants. ) ) [SCNDESCR] => SCENE Venice: a Sea-port in Cyprus. [PLAYSUBT] => OTHELLO [ACT] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT I [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. Venice. A street. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter RODERIGO and IAGO [1] => BRABANTIO appears above, at a window [2] => Exit above [3] => Exit [4] => Enter, below, BRABANTIO, and Servants with torches [5] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tush! never tell me; I take it much unkindly [1] => That thou, Iago, who hast had my purse [2] => As if the strings were thine, shouldst know of this. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Sblood, but you will not hear me: [1] => If ever I did dream of such a matter, Abhor me. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Thou told'st me thou didst hold him in thy hate. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Despise me, if I do not. Three great ones of the city, [1] => In personal suit to make me his lieutenant, [2] => Off-capp'd to him: and, by the faith of man, [3] => I know my price, I am worth no worse a place: [4] => But he; as loving his own pride and purposes, [5] => Evades them, with a bombast circumstance [6] => Horribly stuff'd with epithets of war; [7] => And, in conclusion, [8] => Nonsuits my mediators; for, 'Certes,' says he, [9] => 'I have already chose my officer.' [10] => And what was he? [11] => Forsooth, a great arithmetician, [12] => One Michael Cassio, a Florentine, [13] => A fellow almost damn'd in a fair wife; [14] => That never set a squadron in the field, [15] => Nor the division of a battle knows [16] => More than a spinster; unless the bookish theoric, [17] => Wherein the toged consuls can propose [18] => As masterly as he: mere prattle, without practise, [19] => Is all his soldiership. But he, sir, had the election: [20] => And I, of whom his eyes had seen the proof [21] => At Rhodes, at Cyprus and on other grounds [22] => Christian and heathen, must be be-lee'd and calm'd [23] => By debitor and creditor: this counter-caster, [24] => He, in good time, must his lieutenant be, [25] => And I--God bless the mark!--his Moorship's ancient. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => By heaven, I rather would have been his hangman. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, there's no remedy; 'tis the curse of service, [1] => Preferment goes by letter and affection, [2] => And not by old gradation, where each second [3] => Stood heir to the first. Now, sir, be judge yourself, [4] => Whether I in any just term am affined [5] => To love the Moor. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => I would not follow him then. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, sir, content you; [1] => I follow him to serve my turn upon him: [2] => We cannot all be masters, nor all masters [3] => Cannot be truly follow'd. You shall mark [4] => Many a duteous and knee-crooking knave, [5] => That, doting on his own obsequious bondage, [6] => Wears out his time, much like his master's ass, [7] => For nought but provender, and when he's old, cashier'd: [8] => Whip me such honest knaves. Others there are [9] => Who, trimm'd in forms and visages of duty, [10] => Keep yet their hearts attending on themselves, [11] => And, throwing but shows of service on their lords, [12] => Do well thrive by them and when they have lined [13] => their coats [14] => Do themselves homage: these fellows have some soul; [15] => And such a one do I profess myself. For, sir, [16] => It is as sure as you are Roderigo, [17] => Were I the Moor, I would not be Iago: [18] => In following him, I follow but myself; [19] => Heaven is my judge, not I for love and duty, [20] => But seeming so, for my peculiar end: [21] => For when my outward action doth demonstrate [22] => The native act and figure of my heart [23] => In compliment extern, 'tis not long after [24] => But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve [25] => For daws to peck at: I am not what I am. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What a full fortune does the thicklips owe [1] => If he can carry't thus! ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Call up her father, [1] => Rouse him: make after him, poison his delight, [2] => Proclaim him in the streets; incense her kinsmen, [3] => And, though he in a fertile climate dwell, [4] => Plague him with flies: though that his joy be joy, [5] => Yet throw such changes of vexation on't, [6] => As it may lose some colour. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Here is her father's house; I'll call aloud. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Do, with like timorous accent and dire yell [1] => As when, by night and negligence, the fire [2] => Is spied in populous cities. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => What, ho, Brabantio! Signior Brabantio, ho! ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Awake! what, ho, Brabantio! thieves! thieves! thieves! [1] => Look to your house, your daughter and your bags! [2] => Thieves! thieves! ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What is the reason of this terrible summons? [1] => What is the matter there? ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Signior, is all your family within? ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Are your doors lock'd? ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Why, wherefore ask you this? ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Zounds, sir, you're robb'd; for shame, put on [1] => your gown; [2] => Your heart is burst, you have lost half your soul; [3] => Even now, now, very now, an old black ram [4] => Is topping your white ewe. Arise, arise; [5] => Awake the snorting citizens with the bell, [6] => Or else the devil will make a grandsire of you: [7] => Arise, I say. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => What, have you lost your wits? ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Most reverend signior, do you know my voice? ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Not I what are you? ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => My name is Roderigo. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The worser welcome: [1] => I have charged thee not to haunt about my doors: [2] => In honest plainness thou hast heard me say [3] => My daughter is not for thee; and now, in madness, [4] => Being full of supper and distempering draughts, [5] => Upon malicious bravery, dost thou come [6] => To start my quiet. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Sir, sir, sir,-- ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But thou must needs be sure [1] => My spirit and my place have in them power [2] => To make this bitter to thee. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Patience, good sir. ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What tell'st thou me of robbing? this is Venice; [1] => My house is not a grange. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Most grave Brabantio, [1] => In simple and pure soul I come to you. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Zounds, sir, you are one of those that will not [1] => serve God, if the devil bid you. Because we come to [2] => do you service and you think we are ruffians, you'll [3] => have your daughter covered with a Barbary horse; [4] => you'll have your nephews neigh to you; you'll have [5] => coursers for cousins and gennets for germans. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => What profane wretch art thou? ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am one, sir, that comes to tell you your daughter [1] => and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Thou art a villain. ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => You are--a senator. ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => This thou shalt answer; I know thee, Roderigo. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir, I will answer any thing. But, I beseech you, [1] => If't be your pleasure and most wise consent, [2] => As partly I find it is, that your fair daughter, [3] => At this odd-even and dull watch o' the night, [4] => Transported, with no worse nor better guard [5] => But with a knave of common hire, a gondolier, [6] => To the gross clasps of a lascivious Moor-- [7] => If this be known to you and your allowance, [8] => We then have done you bold and saucy wrongs; [9] => But if you know not this, my manners tell me [10] => We have your wrong rebuke. Do not believe [11] => That, from the sense of all civility, [12] => I thus would play and trifle with your reverence: [13] => Your daughter, if you have not given her leave, [14] => I say again, hath made a gross revolt; [15] => Tying her duty, beauty, wit and fortunes [16] => In an extravagant and wheeling stranger [17] => Of here and every where. Straight satisfy yourself: [18] => If she be in her chamber or your house, [19] => Let loose on me the justice of the state [20] => For thus deluding you. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Strike on the tinder, ho! [1] => Give me a taper! call up all my people! [2] => This accident is not unlike my dream: [3] => Belief of it oppresses me already. [4] => Light, I say! light! ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Farewell; for I must leave you: [1] => It seems not meet, nor wholesome to my place, [2] => To be produced--as, if I stay, I shall-- [3] => Against the Moor: for, I do know, the state, [4] => However this may gall him with some cheque, [5] => Cannot with safety cast him, for he's embark'd [6] => With such loud reason to the Cyprus wars, [7] => Which even now stand in act, that, for their souls, [8] => Another of his fathom they have none, [9] => To lead their business: in which regard, [10] => Though I do hate him as I do hell-pains. [11] => Yet, for necessity of present life, [12] => I must show out a flag and sign of love, [13] => Which is indeed but sign. That you shall surely find him, [14] => Lead to the Sagittary the raised search; [15] => And there will I be with him. So, farewell. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is too true an evil: gone she is; [1] => And what's to come of my despised time [2] => Is nought but bitterness. Now, Roderigo, [3] => Where didst thou see her? O unhappy girl! [4] => With the Moor, say'st thou? Who would be a father! [5] => How didst thou know 'twas she? O she deceives me [6] => Past thought! What said she to you? Get more tapers: [7] => Raise all my kindred. Are they married, think you? ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Truly, I think they are. ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O heaven! How got she out? O treason of the blood! [1] => Fathers, from hence trust not your daughters' minds [2] => By what you see them act. Is there not charms [3] => By which the property of youth and maidhood [4] => May be abused? Have you not read, Roderigo, [5] => Of some such thing? ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Yes, sir, I have indeed. ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Call up my brother. O, would you had had her! [1] => Some one way, some another. Do you know [2] => Where we may apprehend her and the Moor? ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I think I can discover him, if you please, [1] => To get good guard and go along with me. ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Pray you, lead on. At every house I'll call; [1] => I may command at most. Get weapons, ho! [2] => And raise some special officers of night. [3] => On, good Roderigo: I'll deserve your pains. ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. Another street. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and Attendants with torches [1] => Enter CASSIO, and certain Officers with torches [2] => Exit [3] => Re-enter OTHELLO [4] => Enter BRABANTIO, RODERIGO, and Officers with torches and weapons [5] => They draw on both sides [6] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Though in the trade of war I have slain men, [1] => Yet do I hold it very stuff o' the conscience [2] => To do no contrived murder: I lack iniquity [3] => Sometimes to do me service: nine or ten times [4] => I had thought to have yerk'd him here under the ribs. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => 'Tis better as it is. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, but he prated, [1] => And spoke such scurvy and provoking terms [2] => Against your honour [3] => That, with the little godliness I have, [4] => I did full hard forbear him. But, I pray you, sir, [5] => Are you fast married? Be assured of this, [6] => That the magnifico is much beloved, [7] => And hath in his effect a voice potential [8] => As double as the duke's: he will divorce you; [9] => Or put upon you what restraint and grievance [10] => The law, with all his might to enforce it on, [11] => Will give him cable. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let him do his spite: [1] => My services which I have done the signiory [2] => Shall out-tongue his complaints. 'Tis yet to know,-- [3] => Which, when I know that boasting is an honour, [4] => I shall promulgate--I fetch my life and being [5] => From men of royal siege, and my demerits [6] => May speak unbonneted to as proud a fortune [7] => As this that I have reach'd: for know, Iago, [8] => But that I love the gentle Desdemona, [9] => I would not my unhoused free condition [10] => Put into circumscription and confine [11] => For the sea's worth. But, look! what lights come yond? ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Those are the raised father and his friends: [1] => You were best go in. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Not I I must be found: [1] => My parts, my title and my perfect soul [2] => Shall manifest me rightly. Is it they? ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => By Janus, I think no. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The servants of the duke, and my lieutenant. [1] => The goodness of the night upon you, friends! [2] => What is the news? ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The duke does greet you, general, [1] => And he requires your haste-post-haste appearance, [2] => Even on the instant. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => What is the matter, think you? ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Something from Cyprus as I may divine: [1] => It is a business of some heat: the galleys [2] => Have sent a dozen sequent messengers [3] => This very night at one another's heels, [4] => And many of the consuls, raised and met, [5] => Are at the duke's already: you have been [6] => hotly call'd for; [7] => When, being not at your lodging to be found, [8] => The senate hath sent about three several guests [9] => To search you out. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis well I am found by you. [1] => I will but spend a word here in the house, [2] => And go with you. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Ancient, what makes he here? ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Faith, he to-night hath boarded a land carack: [1] => If it prove lawful prize, he's made for ever. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => I do not understand. ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => He's married. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => To who? ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Marry, to--Come, captain, will you go? ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Have with you. ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Here comes another troop to seek for you. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is Brabantio. General, be advised; [1] => He comes to bad intent. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Holla! stand there! ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Signior, it is the Moor. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Down with him, thief! ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => You, Roderigo! come, sir, I am for you. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Keep up your bright swords, for the dew will rust them. [1] => Good signior, you shall more command with years [2] => Than with your weapons. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O thou foul thief, where hast thou stow'd my daughter? [1] => Damn'd as thou art, thou hast enchanted her; [2] => For I'll refer me to all things of sense, [3] => If she in chains of magic were not bound, [4] => Whether a maid so tender, fair and happy, [5] => So opposite to marriage that she shunned [6] => The wealthy curled darlings of our nation, [7] => Would ever have, to incur a general mock, [8] => Run from her guardage to the sooty bosom [9] => Of such a thing as thou, to fear, not to delight. [10] => Judge me the world, if 'tis not gross in sense [11] => That thou hast practised on her with foul charms, [12] => Abused her delicate youth with drugs or minerals [13] => That weaken motion: I'll have't disputed on; [14] => 'Tis probable and palpable to thinking. [15] => I therefore apprehend and do attach thee [16] => For an abuser of the world, a practiser [17] => Of arts inhibited and out of warrant. [18] => Lay hold upon him: if he do resist, [19] => Subdue him at his peril. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hold your hands, [1] => Both you of my inclining, and the rest: [2] => Were it my cue to fight, I should have known it [3] => Without a prompter. Where will you that I go [4] => To answer this your charge? ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To prison, till fit time [1] => Of law and course of direct session [2] => Call thee to answer. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What if I do obey? [1] => How may the duke be therewith satisfied, [2] => Whose messengers are here about my side, [3] => Upon some present business of the state [4] => To bring me to him? ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Officer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis true, most worthy signior; [1] => The duke's in council and your noble self, [2] => I am sure, is sent for. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How! the duke in council! [1] => In this time of the night! Bring him away: [2] => Mine's not an idle cause: the duke himself, [3] => Or any of my brothers of the state, [4] => Cannot but feel this wrong as 'twere their own; [5] => For if such actions may have passage free, [6] => Bond-slaves and pagans shall our statesmen be. ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. A council-chamber. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => The DUKE and Senators sitting at a table; Officers attending [1] => Enter a Sailor [2] => Enter a Messenger [3] => Enter BRABANTIO, OTHELLO, IAGO, RODERIGO, and Officers [4] => Enter DESDEMONA, IAGO, and Attendants [5] => Exeunt DUKE OF VENICE, Senators, Officers, &c [6] => Exeunt OTHELLO and DESDEMONA [7] => Exit [8] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => There is no composition in these news [1] => That gives them credit. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Senator [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Indeed, they are disproportion'd; [1] => My letters say a hundred and seven galleys. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => And mine, a hundred and forty. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Senator [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And mine, two hundred: [1] => But though they jump not on a just account,-- [2] => As in these cases, where the aim reports, [3] => 'Tis oft with difference--yet do they all confirm [4] => A Turkish fleet, and bearing up to Cyprus. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, it is possible enough to judgment: [1] => I do not so secure me in the error, [2] => But the main article I do approve [3] => In fearful sense. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Sailor [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Within ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Officer [LINE] => A messenger from the galleys. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => Now, what's the business? ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Sailor [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The Turkish preparation makes for Rhodes; [1] => So was I bid report here to the state [2] => By Signior Angelo. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => How say you by this change? ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Senator [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This cannot be, [1] => By no assay of reason: 'tis a pageant, [2] => To keep us in false gaze. When we consider [3] => The importancy of Cyprus to the Turk, [4] => And let ourselves again but understand, [5] => That as it more concerns the Turk than Rhodes, [6] => So may he with more facile question bear it, [7] => For that it stands not in such warlike brace, [8] => But altogether lacks the abilities [9] => That Rhodes is dress'd in: if we make thought of this, [10] => We must not think the Turk is so unskilful [11] => To leave that latest which concerns him first, [12] => Neglecting an attempt of ease and gain, [13] => To wake and wage a danger profitless. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => Nay, in all confidence, he's not for Rhodes. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Officer [LINE] => Here is more news. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The Ottomites, reverend and gracious, [1] => Steering with due course towards the isle of Rhodes, [2] => Have there injointed them with an after fleet. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Senator [LINE] => Ay, so I thought. How many, as you guess? ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Of thirty sail: and now they do restem [1] => Their backward course, bearing with frank appearance [2] => Their purposes toward Cyprus. Signior Montano, [3] => Your trusty and most valiant servitor, [4] => With his free duty recommends you thus, [5] => And prays you to believe him. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis certain, then, for Cyprus. [1] => Marcus Luccicos, is not he in town? ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Senator [LINE] => He's now in Florence. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => Write from us to him; post-post-haste dispatch. ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Senator [LINE] => Here comes Brabantio and the valiant Moor. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Valiant Othello, we must straight employ you [1] => Against the general enemy Ottoman. [2] => I did not see you; welcome, gentle signior; [3] => We lack'd your counsel and your help tonight. ) [STAGEDIR] => To BRABANTIO ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So did I yours. Good your grace, pardon me; [1] => Neither my place nor aught I heard of business [2] => Hath raised me from my bed, nor doth the general care [3] => Take hold on me, for my particular grief [4] => Is of so flood-gate and o'erbearing nature [5] => That it engluts and swallows other sorrows [6] => And it is still itself. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => Why, what's the matter? ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => My daughter! O, my daughter! ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Array ( [0] => DUKE OF VENICE [1] => Senator ) [LINE] => Dead? ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, to me; [1] => She is abused, stol'n from me, and corrupted [2] => By spells and medicines bought of mountebanks; [3] => For nature so preposterously to err, [4] => Being not deficient, blind, or lame of sense, [5] => Sans witchcraft could not. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Whoe'er he be that in this foul proceeding [1] => Hath thus beguiled your daughter of herself [2] => And you of her, the bloody book of law [3] => You shall yourself read in the bitter letter [4] => After your own sense, yea, though our proper son [5] => Stood in your action. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Humbly I thank your grace. [1] => Here is the man, this Moor, whom now, it seems, [2] => Your special mandate for the state-affairs [3] => Hath hither brought. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Array ( [0] => DUKE OF VENICE [1] => Senator ) [LINE] => We are very sorry for't. ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To OTHELLO ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Nothing, but this is so. ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors, [1] => My very noble and approved good masters, [2] => That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter, [3] => It is most true; true, I have married her: [4] => The very head and front of my offending [5] => Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech, [6] => And little bless'd with the soft phrase of peace: [7] => For since these arms of mine had seven years' pith, [8] => Till now some nine moons wasted, they have used [9] => Their dearest action in the tented field, [10] => And little of this great world can I speak, [11] => More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, [12] => And therefore little shall I grace my cause [13] => In speaking for myself. Yet, by your gracious patience, [14] => I will a round unvarnish'd tale deliver [15] => Of my whole course of love; what drugs, what charms, [16] => What conjuration and what mighty magic, [17] => For such proceeding I am charged withal, [18] => I won his daughter. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A maiden never bold; [1] => Of spirit so still and quiet, that her motion [2] => Blush'd at herself; and she, in spite of nature, [3] => Of years, of country, credit, every thing, [4] => To fall in love with what she fear'd to look on! [5] => It is a judgment maim'd and most imperfect [6] => That will confess perfection so could err [7] => Against all rules of nature, and must be driven [8] => To find out practises of cunning hell, [9] => Why this should be. I therefore vouch again [10] => That with some mixtures powerful o'er the blood, [11] => Or with some dram conjured to this effect, [12] => He wrought upon her. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To vouch this, is no proof, [1] => Without more wider and more overt test [2] => Than these thin habits and poor likelihoods [3] => Of modern seeming do prefer against him. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Senator [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But, Othello, speak: [1] => Did you by indirect and forced courses [2] => Subdue and poison this young maid's affections? [3] => Or came it by request and such fair question [4] => As soul to soul affordeth? ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I do beseech you, [1] => Send for the lady to the Sagittary, [2] => And let her speak of me before her father: [3] => If you do find me foul in her report, [4] => The trust, the office I do hold of you, [5] => Not only take away, but let your sentence [6] => Even fall upon my life. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => Fetch Desdemona hither. ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ancient, conduct them: you best know the place. [1] => And, till she come, as truly as to heaven [2] => I do confess the vices of my blood, [3] => So justly to your grave ears I'll present [4] => How I did thrive in this fair lady's love, [5] => And she in mine. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exeunt IAGO and Attendants ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => Say it, Othello. ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Her father loved me; oft invited me; [1] => Still question'd me the story of my life, [2] => From year to year, the battles, sieges, fortunes, [3] => That I have passed. [4] => I ran it through, even from my boyish days, [5] => To the very moment that he bade me tell it; [6] => Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, [7] => Of moving accidents by flood and field [8] => Of hair-breadth scapes i' the imminent deadly breach, [9] => Of being taken by the insolent foe [10] => And sold to slavery, of my redemption thence [11] => And portance in my travels' history: [12] => Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle, [13] => Rough quarries, rocks and hills whose heads touch heaven [14] => It was my hint to speak,--such was the process; [15] => And of the Cannibals that each other eat, [16] => The Anthropophagi and men whose heads [17] => Do grow beneath their shoulders. This to hear [18] => Would Desdemona seriously incline: [19] => But still the house-affairs would draw her thence: [20] => Which ever as she could with haste dispatch, [21] => She'ld come again, and with a greedy ear [22] => Devour up my discourse: which I observing, [23] => Took once a pliant hour, and found good means [24] => To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart [25] => That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, [26] => Whereof by parcels she had something heard, [27] => But not intentively: I did consent, [28] => And often did beguile her of her tears, [29] => When I did speak of some distressful stroke [30] => That my youth suffer'd. My story being done, [31] => She gave me for my pains a world of sighs: [32] => She swore, in faith, twas strange, 'twas passing strange, [33] => 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful: [34] => She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd [35] => That heaven had made her such a man: she thank'd me, [36] => And bade me, if I had a friend that loved her, [37] => I should but teach him how to tell my story. [38] => And that would woo her. Upon this hint I spake: [39] => She loved me for the dangers I had pass'd, [40] => And I loved her that she did pity them. [41] => This only is the witchcraft I have used: [42] => Here comes the lady; let her witness it. ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I think this tale would win my daughter too. [1] => Good Brabantio, [2] => Take up this mangled matter at the best: [3] => Men do their broken weapons rather use [4] => Than their bare hands. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I pray you, hear her speak: [1] => If she confess that she was half the wooer, [2] => Destruction on my head, if my bad blame [3] => Light on the man! Come hither, gentle mistress: [4] => Do you perceive in all this noble company [5] => Where most you owe obedience? ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My noble father, [1] => I do perceive here a divided duty: [2] => To you I am bound for life and education; [3] => My life and education both do learn me [4] => How to respect you; you are the lord of duty; [5] => I am hitherto your daughter: but here's my husband, [6] => And so much duty as my mother show'd [7] => To you, preferring you before her father, [8] => So much I challenge that I may profess [9] => Due to the Moor my lord. ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => God be wi' you! I have done. [1] => Please it your grace, on to the state-affairs: [2] => I had rather to adopt a child than get it. [3] => Come hither, Moor: [4] => I here do give thee that with all my heart [5] => Which, but thou hast already, with all my heart [6] => I would keep from thee. For your sake, jewel, [7] => I am glad at soul I have no other child: [8] => For thy escape would teach me tyranny, [9] => To hang clogs on them. I have done, my lord. ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let me speak like yourself, and lay a sentence, [1] => Which, as a grise or step, may help these lovers [2] => Into your favour. [3] => When remedies are past, the griefs are ended [4] => By seeing the worst, which late on hopes depended. [5] => To mourn a mischief that is past and gone [6] => Is the next way to draw new mischief on. [7] => What cannot be preserved when fortune takes [8] => Patience her injury a mockery makes. [9] => The robb'd that smiles steals something from the thief; [10] => He robs himself that spends a bootless grief. ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So let the Turk of Cyprus us beguile; [1] => We lose it not, so long as we can smile. [2] => He bears the sentence well that nothing bears [3] => But the free comfort which from thence he hears, [4] => But he bears both the sentence and the sorrow [5] => That, to pay grief, must of poor patience borrow. [6] => These sentences, to sugar, or to gall, [7] => Being strong on both sides, are equivocal: [8] => But words are words; I never yet did hear [9] => That the bruised heart was pierced through the ear. [10] => I humbly beseech you, proceed to the affairs of state. ) ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The Turk with a most mighty preparation makes for [1] => Cyprus. Othello, the fortitude of the place is best [2] => known to you; and though we have there a substitute [3] => of most allowed sufficiency, yet opinion, a [4] => sovereign mistress of effects, throws a more safer [5] => voice on you: you must therefore be content to [6] => slubber the gloss of your new fortunes with this [7] => more stubborn and boisterous expedition. ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The tyrant custom, most grave senators, [1] => Hath made the flinty and steel couch of war [2] => My thrice-driven bed of down: I do agnise [3] => A natural and prompt alacrity [4] => I find in hardness, and do undertake [5] => These present wars against the Ottomites. [6] => Most humbly therefore bending to your state, [7] => I crave fit disposition for my wife. [8] => Due reference of place and exhibition, [9] => With such accommodation and besort [10] => As levels with her breeding. ) ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If you please, [1] => Be't at her father's. ) ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => I'll not have it so. ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Nor I. ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nor I; I would not there reside, [1] => To put my father in impatient thoughts [2] => By being in his eye. Most gracious duke, [3] => To my unfolding lend your prosperous ear; [4] => And let me find a charter in your voice, [5] => To assist my simpleness. ) ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => What would You, Desdemona? ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That I did love the Moor to live with him, [1] => My downright violence and storm of fortunes [2] => May trumpet to the world: my heart's subdued [3] => Even to the very quality of my lord: [4] => I saw Othello's visage in his mind, [5] => And to his honour and his valiant parts [6] => Did I my soul and fortunes consecrate. [7] => So that, dear lords, if I be left behind, [8] => A moth of peace, and he go to the war, [9] => The rites for which I love him are bereft me, [10] => And I a heavy interim shall support [11] => By his dear absence. Let me go with him. ) ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let her have your voices. [1] => Vouch with me, heaven, I therefore beg it not, [2] => To please the palate of my appetite, [3] => Nor to comply with heat--the young affects [4] => In me defunct--and proper satisfaction. [5] => But to be free and bounteous to her mind: [6] => And heaven defend your good souls, that you think [7] => I will your serious and great business scant [8] => For she is with me: no, when light-wing'd toys [9] => Of feather'd Cupid seal with wanton dullness [10] => My speculative and officed instruments, [11] => That my disports corrupt and taint my business, [12] => Let housewives make a skillet of my helm, [13] => And all indign and base adversities [14] => Make head against my estimation! ) ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Be it as you shall privately determine, [1] => Either for her stay or going: the affair cries haste, [2] => And speed must answer it. ) ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Senator [LINE] => You must away to-night. ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => With all my heart. ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => At nine i' the morning here we'll meet again. [1] => Othello, leave some officer behind, [2] => And he shall our commission bring to you; [3] => With such things else of quality and respect [4] => As doth import you. ) ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So please your grace, my ancient; [1] => A man he is of honest and trust: [2] => To his conveyance I assign my wife, [3] => With what else needful your good grace shall think [4] => To be sent after me. ) ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUKE OF VENICE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let it be so. [1] => Good night to every one. [2] => And, noble signior, [3] => If virtue no delighted beauty lack, [4] => Your son-in-law is far more fair than black. ) [STAGEDIR] => To BRABANTIO ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Senator [LINE] => Adieu, brave Moor, use Desdemona well. ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRABANTIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Look to her, Moor, if thou hast eyes to see: [1] => She has deceived her father, and may thee. ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My life upon her faith! Honest Iago, [1] => My Desdemona must I leave to thee: [2] => I prithee, let thy wife attend on her: [3] => And bring them after in the best advantage. [4] => Come, Desdemona: I have but an hour [5] => Of love, of worldly matters and direction, [6] => To spend with thee: we must obey the time. ) ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Iago,-- ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => What say'st thou, noble heart? ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => What will I do, thinkest thou? ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Why, go to bed, and sleep. ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => I will incontinently drown myself. ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If thou dost, I shall never love thee after. Why, [1] => thou silly gentleman! ) ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is silliness to live when to live is torment; and [1] => then have we a prescription to die when death is our physician. ) ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O villainous! I have looked upon the world for four [1] => times seven years; and since I could distinguish [2] => betwixt a benefit and an injury, I never found man [3] => that knew how to love himself. Ere I would say, I [4] => would drown myself for the love of a guinea-hen, I [5] => would change my humanity with a baboon. ) ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What should I do? I confess it is my shame to be so [1] => fond; but it is not in my virtue to amend it. ) ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Virtue! a fig! 'tis in ourselves that we are thus [1] => or thus. Our bodies are our gardens, to the which [2] => our wills are gardeners: so that if we will plant [3] => nettles, or sow lettuce, set hyssop and weed up [4] => thyme, supply it with one gender of herbs, or [5] => distract it with many, either to have it sterile [6] => with idleness, or manured with industry, why, the [7] => power and corrigible authority of this lies in our [8] => wills. If the balance of our lives had not one [9] => scale of reason to poise another of sensuality, the [10] => blood and baseness of our natures would conduct us [11] => to most preposterous conclusions: but we have [12] => reason to cool our raging motions, our carnal [13] => stings, our unbitted lusts, whereof I take this that [14] => you call love to be a sect or scion. ) ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => It cannot be. ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is merely a lust of the blood and a permission of [1] => the will. Come, be a man. Drown thyself! drown [2] => cats and blind puppies. I have professed me thy [3] => friend and I confess me knit to thy deserving with [4] => cables of perdurable toughness; I could never [5] => better stead thee than now. Put money in thy [6] => purse; follow thou the wars; defeat thy favour with [7] => an usurped beard; I say, put money in thy purse. It [8] => cannot be that Desdemona should long continue her [9] => love to the Moor,-- put money in thy purse,--nor he [10] => his to her: it was a violent commencement, and thou [11] => shalt see an answerable sequestration:--put but [12] => money in thy purse. These Moors are changeable in [13] => their wills: fill thy purse with money:--the food [14] => that to him now is as luscious as locusts, shall be [15] => to him shortly as bitter as coloquintida. She must [16] => change for youth: when she is sated with his body, [17] => she will find the error of her choice: she must [18] => have change, she must: therefore put money in thy [19] => purse. If thou wilt needs damn thyself, do it a [20] => more delicate way than drowning. Make all the money [21] => thou canst: if sanctimony and a frail vow betwixt [22] => an erring barbarian and a supersubtle Venetian not [23] => too hard for my wits and all the tribe of hell, thou [24] => shalt enjoy her; therefore make money. A pox of [25] => drowning thyself! it is clean out of the way: seek [26] => thou rather to be hanged in compassing thy joy than [27] => to be drowned and go without her. ) ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Wilt thou be fast to my hopes, if I depend on [1] => the issue? ) ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou art sure of me:--go, make money:--I have told [1] => thee often, and I re-tell thee again and again, I [2] => hate the Moor: my cause is hearted; thine hath no [3] => less reason. Let us be conjunctive in our revenge [4] => against him: if thou canst cuckold him, thou dost [5] => thyself a pleasure, me a sport. There are many [6] => events in the womb of time which will be delivered. [7] => Traverse! go, provide thy money. We will have more [8] => of this to-morrow. Adieu. ) ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Where shall we meet i' the morning? ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => At my lodging. ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => I'll be with thee betimes. ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Go to; farewell. Do you hear, Roderigo? ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => What say you? ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => No more of drowning, do you hear? ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => I am changed: I'll go sell all my land. ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thus do I ever make my fool my purse: [1] => For I mine own gain'd knowledge should profane, [2] => If I would time expend with such a snipe. [3] => But for my sport and profit. I hate the Moor: [4] => And it is thought abroad, that 'twixt my sheets [5] => He has done my office: I know not if't be true; [6] => But I, for mere suspicion in that kind, [7] => Will do as if for surety. He holds me well; [8] => The better shall my purpose work on him. [9] => Cassio's a proper man: let me see now: [10] => To get his place and to plume up my will [11] => In double knavery--How, how? Let's see:-- [12] => After some time, to abuse Othello's ear [13] => That he is too familiar with his wife. [14] => He hath a person and a smooth dispose [15] => To be suspected, framed to make women false. [16] => The Moor is of a free and open nature, [17] => That thinks men honest that but seem to be so, [18] => And will as tenderly be led by the nose [19] => As asses are. [20] => I have't. It is engender'd. Hell and night [21] => Must bring this monstrous birth to the world's light. ) ) ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT II [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. A Sea-port in Cyprus. An open place near the quay. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter MONTANO and two Gentlemen [1] => Enter a third Gentleman [2] => Enter CASSIO [3] => A cry within 'A sail, a sail, a sail!' [4] => Enter a fourth Gentleman [5] => Guns heard [6] => Exit [7] => Within 'A sail, a sail!' Guns heard [8] => Kissing her [9] => Enter OTHELLO and Attendants [10] => Exeunt OTHELLO, DESDEMONA, and Attendants [11] => Exit [12] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => What from the cape can you discern at sea? ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Gentleman [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nothing at all: it is a highwrought flood; [1] => I cannot, 'twixt the heaven and the main, [2] => Descry a sail. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Methinks the wind hath spoke aloud at land; [1] => A fuller blast ne'er shook our battlements: [2] => If it hath ruffian'd so upon the sea, [3] => What ribs of oak, when mountains melt on them, [4] => Can hold the mortise? What shall we hear of this? ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Gentleman [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A segregation of the Turkish fleet: [1] => For do but stand upon the foaming shore, [2] => The chidden billow seems to pelt the clouds; [3] => The wind-shaked surge, with high and monstrous mane, [4] => seems to cast water on the burning bear, [5] => And quench the guards of the ever-fixed pole: [6] => I never did like molestation view [7] => On the enchafed flood. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If that the Turkish fleet [1] => Be not enshelter'd and embay'd, they are drown'd: [2] => It is impossible they bear it out. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Gentleman [LINE] => Array ( [0] => News, lads! our wars are done. [1] => The desperate tempest hath so bang'd the Turks, [2] => That their designment halts: a noble ship of Venice [3] => Hath seen a grievous wreck and sufferance [4] => On most part of their fleet. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => How! is this true? ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Gentleman [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The ship is here put in, [1] => A Veronesa; Michael Cassio, [2] => Lieutenant to the warlike Moor Othello, [3] => Is come on shore: the Moor himself at sea, [4] => And is in full commission here for Cyprus. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => I am glad on't; 'tis a worthy governor. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Gentleman [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But this same Cassio, though he speak of comfort [1] => Touching the Turkish loss, yet he looks sadly, [2] => And prays the Moor be safe; for they were parted [3] => With foul and violent tempest. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Pray heavens he be; [1] => For I have served him, and the man commands [2] => Like a full soldier. Let's to the seaside, ho! [3] => As well to see the vessel that's come in [4] => As to throw out our eyes for brave Othello, [5] => Even till we make the main and the aerial blue [6] => An indistinct regard. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Gentleman [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, let's do so: [1] => For every minute is expectancy [2] => Of more arrivance. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thanks, you the valiant of this warlike isle, [1] => That so approve the Moor! O, let the heavens [2] => Give him defence against the elements, [3] => For I have lost us him on a dangerous sea. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => Is he well shipp'd? ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => His bark is stoutly timber'd, his pilot [1] => Of very expert and approved allowance; [2] => Therefore my hopes, not surfeited to death, [3] => Stand in bold cure. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => What noise? ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Fourth Gentleman [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The town is empty; on the brow o' the sea [1] => Stand ranks of people, and they cry 'A sail!' ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => My hopes do shape him for the governor. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Gentlemen [LINE] => Array ( [0] => They do discharge their shot of courtesy: [1] => Our friends at least. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I pray you, sir, go forth, [1] => And give us truth who 'tis that is arrived. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Gentleman [LINE] => I shall. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => But, good lieutenant, is your general wived? ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Most fortunately: he hath achieved a maid [1] => That paragons description and wild fame; [2] => One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens, [3] => And in the essential vesture of creation [4] => Does tire the ingener. [5] => How now! who has put in? ) [STAGEDIR] => Re-enter second Gentleman ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Gentleman [LINE] => 'Tis one Iago, ancient to the general. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Has had most favourable and happy speed: [1] => Tempests themselves, high seas, and howling winds, [2] => The gutter'd rocks and congregated sands-- [3] => Traitors ensteep'd to clog the guiltless keel,-- [4] => As having sense of beauty, do omit [5] => Their mortal natures, letting go safely by [6] => The divine Desdemona. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => What is she? ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => She that I spake of, our great captain's captain, [1] => Left in the conduct of the bold Iago, [2] => Whose footing here anticipates our thoughts [3] => A se'nnight's speed. Great Jove, Othello guard, [4] => And swell his sail with thine own powerful breath, [5] => That he may bless this bay with his tall ship, [6] => Make love's quick pants in Desdemona's arms, [7] => Give renew'd fire to our extincted spirits [8] => And bring all Cyprus comfort! [9] => O, behold, [10] => The riches of the ship is come on shore! [11] => Ye men of Cyprus, let her have your knees. [12] => Hail to thee, lady! and the grace of heaven, [13] => Before, behind thee, and on every hand, [14] => Enwheel thee round! ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter DESDEMONA, EMILIA, IAGO, RODERIGO, and Attendants ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I thank you, valiant Cassio. [1] => What tidings can you tell me of my lord? ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He is not yet arrived: nor know I aught [1] => But that he's well and will be shortly here. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => O, but I fear--How lost you company? ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The great contention of the sea and skies [1] => Parted our fellowship--But, hark! a sail. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Gentleman [LINE] => Array ( [0] => They give their greeting to the citadel; [1] => This likewise is a friend. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => See for the news. [1] => Good ancient, you are welcome. [2] => Welcome, mistress. [3] => Let it not gall your patience, good Iago, [4] => That I extend my manners; 'tis my breeding [5] => That gives me this bold show of courtesy. ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Exit Gentleman [1] => To EMILIA ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir, would she give you so much of her lips [1] => As of her tongue she oft bestows on me, [2] => You'll have enough. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Alas, she has no speech. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In faith, too much; [1] => I find it still, when I have list to sleep: [2] => Marry, before your ladyship, I grant, [3] => She puts her tongue a little in her heart, [4] => And chides with thinking. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => You have little cause to say so. ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come on, come on; you are pictures out of doors, [1] => Bells in your parlors, wild-cats in your kitchens, [2] => Saints m your injuries, devils being offended, [3] => Players in your housewifery, and housewives' in your beds. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => O, fie upon thee, slanderer! ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, it is true, or else I am a Turk: [1] => You rise to play and go to bed to work. ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => You shall not write my praise. ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => No, let me not. ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What wouldst thou write of me, if thou shouldst [1] => praise me? ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O gentle lady, do not put me to't; [1] => For I am nothing, if not critical. ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Come on assay. There's one gone to the harbour? ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Ay, madam. ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am not merry; but I do beguile [1] => The thing I am, by seeming otherwise. [2] => Come, how wouldst thou praise me? ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am about it; but indeed my invention [1] => Comes from my pate as birdlime does from frize; [2] => It plucks out brains and all: but my Muse labours, [3] => And thus she is deliver'd. [4] => If she be fair and wise, fairness and wit, [5] => The one's for use, the other useth it. ) ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Well praised! How if she be black and witty? ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If she be black, and thereto have a wit, [1] => She'll find a white that shall her blackness fit. ) ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Worse and worse. ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => How if fair and foolish? ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => She never yet was foolish that was fair; [1] => For even her folly help'd her to an heir. ) ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => These are old fond paradoxes to make fools laugh i' [1] => the alehouse. What miserable praise hast thou for [2] => her that's foul and foolish? ) ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => There's none so foul and foolish thereunto, [1] => But does foul pranks which fair and wise ones do. ) ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O heavy ignorance! thou praisest the worst best. [1] => But what praise couldst thou bestow on a deserving [2] => woman indeed, one that, in the authority of her [3] => merit, did justly put on the vouch of very malice itself? ) ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => She that was ever fair and never proud, [1] => Had tongue at will and yet was never loud, [2] => Never lack'd gold and yet went never gay, [3] => Fled from her wish and yet said 'Now I may,' [4] => She that being anger'd, her revenge being nigh, [5] => Bade her wrong stay and her displeasure fly, [6] => She that in wisdom never was so frail [7] => To change the cod's head for the salmon's tail; [8] => She that could think and ne'er disclose her mind, [9] => See suitors following and not look behind, [10] => She was a wight, if ever such wight were,-- ) ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => To do what? ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => To suckle fools and chronicle small beer. ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O most lame and impotent conclusion! Do not learn [1] => of him, Emilia, though he be thy husband. How say [2] => you, Cassio? is he not a most profane and liberal [3] => counsellor? ) ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He speaks home, madam: You may relish him more in [1] => the soldier than in the scholar. ) ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => whisper: with as little a web as this will I [2] => ensnare as great a fly as Cassio. Ay, smile upon [3] => her, do; I will gyve thee in thine own courtship. [4] => You say true; 'tis so, indeed: if such tricks as [5] => these strip you out of your lieutenantry, it had [6] => been better you had not kissed your three fingers so [7] => oft, which now again you are most apt to play the [8] => sir in. Very good; well kissed! an excellent [9] => courtesy! 'tis so, indeed. Yet again your fingers [10] => to your lips? would they were clyster-pipes for your sake! [11] => The Moor! I know his trumpet. ) [STAGEDIR] => Trumpet within ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => 'Tis truly so. ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Let's meet him and receive him. ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Lo, where he comes! ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => O my fair warrior! ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => My dear Othello! ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It gives me wonder great as my content [1] => To see you here before me. O my soul's joy! [2] => If after every tempest come such calms, [3] => May the winds blow till they have waken'd death! [4] => And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas [5] => Olympus-high and duck again as low [6] => As hell's from heaven! If it were now to die, [7] => 'Twere now to be most happy; for, I fear, [8] => My soul hath her content so absolute [9] => That not another comfort like to this [10] => Succeeds in unknown fate. ) ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The heavens forbid [1] => But that our loves and comforts should increase, [2] => Even as our days do grow! ) ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Amen to that, sweet powers! [1] => I cannot speak enough of this content; [2] => It stops me here; it is too much of joy: [3] => And this, and this, the greatest discords be [4] => That e'er our hearts shall make! ) [STAGEDIR] => Kissing her ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => But I'll set down the pegs that make this music, [2] => As honest as I am. ) ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, let us to the castle. [1] => News, friends; our wars are done, the Turks [2] => are drown'd. [3] => How does my old acquaintance of this isle? [4] => Honey, you shall be well desired in Cyprus; [5] => I have found great love amongst them. O my sweet, [6] => I prattle out of fashion, and I dote [7] => In mine own comforts. I prithee, good Iago, [8] => Go to the bay and disembark my coffers: [9] => Bring thou the master to the citadel; [10] => He is a good one, and his worthiness [11] => Does challenge much respect. Come, Desdemona, [12] => Once more, well met at Cyprus. ) ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Do thou meet me presently at the harbour. Come [1] => hither. If thou be'st valiant,-- as, they say, base [2] => men being in love have then a nobility in their [3] => natures more than is native to them--list me. The [4] => lieutenant tonight watches on the court of [5] => guard:--first, I must tell thee this--Desdemona is [6] => directly in love with him. ) ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => With him! why, 'tis not possible. ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lay thy finger thus, and let thy soul be instructed. [1] => Mark me with what violence she first loved the Moor, [2] => but for bragging and telling her fantastical lies: [3] => and will she love him still for prating? let not [4] => thy discreet heart think it. Her eye must be fed; [5] => and what delight shall she have to look on the [6] => devil? When the blood is made dull with the act of [7] => sport, there should be, again to inflame it and to [8] => give satiety a fresh appetite, loveliness in favour, [9] => sympathy in years, manners and beauties; all which [10] => the Moor is defective in: now, for want of these [11] => required conveniences, her delicate tenderness will [12] => find itself abused, begin to heave the gorge, [13] => disrelish and abhor the Moor; very nature will [14] => instruct her in it and compel her to some second [15] => choice. Now, sir, this granted,--as it is a most [16] => pregnant and unforced position--who stands so [17] => eminent in the degree of this fortune as Cassio [18] => does? a knave very voluble; no further [19] => conscionable than in putting on the mere form of [20] => civil and humane seeming, for the better compassing [21] => of his salt and most hidden loose affection? why, [22] => none; why, none: a slipper and subtle knave, a [23] => finder of occasions, that has an eye can stamp and [24] => counterfeit advantages, though true advantage never [25] => present itself; a devilish knave. Besides, the [26] => knave is handsome, young, and hath all those [27] => requisites in him that folly and green minds look [28] => after: a pestilent complete knave; and the woman [29] => hath found him already. ) ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I cannot believe that in her; she's full of [1] => most blessed condition. ) ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Blessed fig's-end! the wine she drinks is made of [1] => grapes: if she had been blessed, she would never [2] => have loved the Moor. Blessed pudding! Didst thou [3] => not see her paddle with the palm of his hand? didst [4] => not mark that? ) ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Yes, that I did; but that was but courtesy. ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lechery, by this hand; an index and obscure prologue [1] => to the history of lust and foul thoughts. They met [2] => so near with their lips that their breaths embraced [3] => together. Villanous thoughts, Roderigo! when these [4] => mutualities so marshal the way, hard at hand comes [5] => the master and main exercise, the incorporate [6] => conclusion, Pish! But, sir, be you ruled by me: I [7] => have brought you from Venice. Watch you to-night; [8] => for the command, I'll lay't upon you. Cassio knows [9] => you not. I'll not be far from you: do you find [10] => some occasion to anger Cassio, either by speaking [11] => too loud, or tainting his discipline; or from what [12] => other course you please, which the time shall more [13] => favourably minister. ) ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Well. ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir, he is rash and very sudden in choler, and haply [1] => may strike at you: provoke him, that he may; for [2] => even out of that will I cause these of Cyprus to [3] => mutiny; whose qualification shall come into no true [4] => taste again but by the displanting of Cassio. So [5] => shall you have a shorter journey to your desires by [6] => the means I shall then have to prefer them; and the [7] => impediment most profitably removed, without the [8] => which there were no expectation of our prosperity. ) ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will do this, if I can bring it to any [1] => opportunity. ) ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I warrant thee. Meet me by and by at the citadel: [1] => I must fetch his necessaries ashore. Farewell. ) ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Adieu. ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That Cassio loves her, I do well believe it; [1] => That she loves him, 'tis apt and of great credit: [2] => The Moor, howbeit that I endure him not, [3] => Is of a constant, loving, noble nature, [4] => And I dare think he'll prove to Desdemona [5] => A most dear husband. Now, I do love her too; [6] => Not out of absolute lust, though peradventure [7] => I stand accountant for as great a sin, [8] => But partly led to diet my revenge, [9] => For that I do suspect the lusty Moor [10] => Hath leap'd into my seat; the thought whereof [11] => Doth, like a poisonous mineral, gnaw my inwards; [12] => And nothing can or shall content my soul [13] => Till I am even'd with him, wife for wife, [14] => Or failing so, yet that I put the Moor [15] => At least into a jealousy so strong [16] => That judgment cannot cure. Which thing to do, [17] => If this poor trash of Venice, whom I trash [18] => For his quick hunting, stand the putting on, [19] => I'll have our Michael Cassio on the hip, [20] => Abuse him to the Moor in the rank garb-- [21] => For I fear Cassio with my night-cap too-- [22] => Make the Moor thank me, love me and reward me. [23] => For making him egregiously an ass [24] => And practising upon his peace and quiet [25] => Even to madness. 'Tis here, but yet confused: [26] => Knavery's plain face is never seen tin used. ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. A street. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter a Herald with a proclamation; People following [1] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Herald [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is Othello's pleasure, our noble and valiant [1] => general, that, upon certain tidings now arrived, [2] => importing the mere perdition of the Turkish fleet, [3] => every man put himself into triumph; some to dance, [4] => some to make bonfires, each man to what sport and [5] => revels his addiction leads him: for, besides these [6] => beneficial news, it is the celebration of his [7] => nuptial. So much was his pleasure should be [8] => proclaimed. All offices are open, and there is full [9] => liberty of feasting from this present hour of five [10] => till the bell have told eleven. Heaven bless the [11] => isle of Cyprus and our noble general Othello! ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. A hall in the castle. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter OTHELLO, DESDEMONA, CASSIO, and Attendants [1] => Exeunt OTHELLO, DESDEMONA, and Attendants [2] => Enter IAGO [3] => Exit [4] => Re-enter CASSIO; with him MONTANO and Gentlemen; servants following with wine [5] => Exit [6] => Enter RODERIGO [7] => Exit RODERIGO [8] => Cry within: 'Help! help!' [9] => Re-enter CASSIO, driving in RODERIGO [10] => Striking RODERIGO [11] => They fight [12] => Re-enter OTHELLO and Attendants [13] => Faints [14] => Exeunt all but IAGO and CASSIO [15] => Exit [16] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good Michael, look you to the guard to-night: [1] => Let's teach ourselves that honourable stop, [2] => Not to outsport discretion. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Iago hath direction what to do; [1] => But, notwithstanding, with my personal eye [2] => Will I look to't. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Iago is most honest. [1] => Michael, good night: to-morrow with your earliest [2] => Let me have speech with you. [3] => Come, my dear love, [4] => The purchase made, the fruits are to ensue; [5] => That profit's yet to come 'tween me and you. [6] => Good night. ) [STAGEDIR] => To DESDEMONA ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Welcome, Iago; we must to the watch. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Not this hour, lieutenant; 'tis not yet ten o' the [1] => clock. Our general cast us thus early for the love [2] => of his Desdemona; who let us not therefore blame: [3] => he hath not yet made wanton the night with her; and [4] => she is sport for Jove. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => She's a most exquisite lady. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => And, I'll warrant her, fun of game. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Indeed, she's a most fresh and delicate creature. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What an eye she has! methinks it sounds a parley of [1] => provocation. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => An inviting eye; and yet methinks right modest. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => And when she speaks, is it not an alarum to love? ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => She is indeed perfection. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, happiness to their sheets! Come, lieutenant, I [1] => have a stoup of wine; and here without are a brace [2] => of Cyprus gallants that would fain have a measure to [3] => the health of black Othello. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Not to-night, good Iago: I have very poor and [1] => unhappy brains for drinking: I could well wish [2] => courtesy would invent some other custom of [3] => entertainment. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, they are our friends; but one cup: I'll drink for [1] => you. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I have drunk but one cup to-night, and that was [1] => craftily qualified too, and, behold, what innovation [2] => it makes here: I am unfortunate in the infirmity, [3] => and dare not task my weakness with any more. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, man! 'tis a night of revels: the gallants [1] => desire it. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Where are they? ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Here at the door; I pray you, call them in. ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => I'll do't; but it dislikes me. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If I can fasten but one cup upon him, [1] => With that which he hath drunk to-night already, [2] => He'll be as full of quarrel and offence [3] => As my young mistress' dog. Now, my sick fool Roderigo, [4] => Whom love hath turn'd almost the wrong side out, [5] => To Desdemona hath to-night caroused [6] => Potations pottle-deep; and he's to watch: [7] => Three lads of Cyprus, noble swelling spirits, [8] => That hold their honours in a wary distance, [9] => The very elements of this warlike isle, [10] => Have I to-night fluster'd with flowing cups, [11] => And they watch too. Now, 'mongst this flock of drunkards, [12] => Am I to put our Cassio in some action [13] => That may offend the isle.--But here they come: [14] => If consequence do but approve my dream, [15] => My boat sails freely, both with wind and stream. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => 'Fore God, they have given me a rouse already. ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good faith, a little one; not past a pint, as I am [1] => a soldier. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Some wine, ho! [1] => And let me the canakin clink, clink; [2] => And let me the canakin clink [3] => A soldier's a man; [4] => A life's but a span; [5] => Why, then, let a soldier drink. [6] => Some wine, boys! ) [STAGEDIR] => Sings ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => 'Fore God, an excellent song. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I learned it in England, where, indeed, they are [1] => most potent in potting: your Dane, your German, and [2] => your swag-bellied Hollander--Drink, ho!--are nothing [3] => to your English. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Is your Englishman so expert in his drinking? ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, he drinks you, with facility, your Dane dead [1] => drunk; he sweats not to overthrow your Almain; he [2] => gives your Hollander a vomit, ere the next pottle [3] => can be filled. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => To the health of our general! ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => I am for it, lieutenant; and I'll do you justice. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O sweet England! [1] => King Stephen was a worthy peer, [2] => His breeches cost him but a crown; [3] => He held them sixpence all too dear, [4] => With that he call'd the tailor lown. [5] => He was a wight of high renown, [6] => And thou art but of low degree: [7] => 'Tis pride that pulls the country down; [8] => Then take thine auld cloak about thee. [9] => Some wine, ho! ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Why, this is a more exquisite song than the other. ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Will you hear't again? ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No; for I hold him to be unworthy of his place that [1] => does those things. Well, God's above all; and there [2] => be souls must be saved, and there be souls must not be saved. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => It's true, good lieutenant. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => For mine own part,--no offence to the general, nor [1] => any man of quality,--I hope to be saved. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => And so do I too, lieutenant. ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, but, by your leave, not before me; the [1] => lieutenant is to be saved before the ancient. Let's [2] => have no more of this; let's to our affairs.--Forgive [3] => us our sins!--Gentlemen, let's look to our business. [4] => Do not think, gentlemen. I am drunk: this is my [5] => ancient; this is my right hand, and this is my left: [6] => I am not drunk now; I can stand well enough, and [7] => speak well enough. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => All [LINE] => Excellent well. ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Why, very well then; you must not think then that I am drunk. ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => To the platform, masters; come, let's set the watch. ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You see this fellow that is gone before; [1] => He is a soldier fit to stand by Caesar [2] => And give direction: and do but see his vice; [3] => 'Tis to his virtue a just equinox, [4] => The one as long as the other: 'tis pity of him. [5] => I fear the trust Othello puts him in. [6] => On some odd time of his infirmity, [7] => Will shake this island. ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => But is he often thus? ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis evermore the prologue to his sleep: [1] => He'll watch the horologe a double set, [2] => If drink rock not his cradle. ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It were well [1] => The general were put in mind of it. [2] => Perhaps he sees it not; or his good nature [3] => Prizes the virtue that appears in Cassio, [4] => And looks not on his evils: is not this true? ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to him ) [1] => I pray you, after the lieutenant; go. ) ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And 'tis great pity that the noble Moor [1] => Should hazard such a place as his own second [2] => With one of an ingraft infirmity: [3] => It were an honest action to say [4] => So to the Moor. ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Not I, for this fair island: [1] => I do love Cassio well; and would do much [2] => To cure him of this evil--But, hark! what noise? ) ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => You rogue! you rascal! ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => What's the matter, lieutenant? ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A knave teach me my duty! [1] => I'll beat the knave into a twiggen bottle. ) ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Beat me! ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Dost thou prate, rogue? ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, good lieutenant; [1] => I pray you, sir, hold your hand. ) [STAGEDIR] => Staying him ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let me go, sir, [1] => Or I'll knock you o'er the mazzard. ) ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, come, [1] => you're drunk. ) ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Drunk! ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to RODERIGO ) [1] => Nay, good lieutenant,--alas, gentlemen;-- [2] => Help, ho!--Lieutenant,--sir,--Montano,--sir; [3] => Help, masters!--Here's a goodly watch indeed! [4] => Who's that which rings the bell?--Diablo, ho! [5] => The town will rise: God's will, lieutenant, hold! [6] => You will be shamed for ever. ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Exit RODERIGO [1] => Bell rings ) ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => What is the matter here? ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => 'Zounds, I bleed still; I am hurt to the death. ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Hold, for your lives! ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hold, ho! Lieutenant,--sir--Montano,--gentlemen,-- [1] => Have you forgot all sense of place and duty? [2] => Hold! the general speaks to you; hold, hold, for shame! ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, how now, ho! from whence ariseth this? [1] => Are we turn'd Turks, and to ourselves do that [2] => Which heaven hath forbid the Ottomites? [3] => For Christian shame, put by this barbarous brawl: [4] => He that stirs next to carve for his own rage [5] => Holds his soul light; he dies upon his motion. [6] => Silence that dreadful bell: it frights the isle [7] => From her propriety. What is the matter, masters? [8] => Honest Iago, that look'st dead with grieving, [9] => Speak, who began this? on thy love, I charge thee. ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I do not know: friends all but now, even now, [1] => In quarter, and in terms like bride and groom [2] => Devesting them for bed; and then, but now-- [3] => As if some planet had unwitted men-- [4] => Swords out, and tilting one at other's breast, [5] => In opposition bloody. I cannot speak [6] => Any beginning to this peevish odds; [7] => And would in action glorious I had lost [8] => Those legs that brought me to a part of it! ) ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => How comes it, Michael, you are thus forgot? ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => I pray you, pardon me; I cannot speak. ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Worthy Montano, you were wont be civil; [1] => The gravity and stillness of your youth [2] => The world hath noted, and your name is great [3] => In mouths of wisest censure: what's the matter, [4] => That you unlace your reputation thus [5] => And spend your rich opinion for the name [6] => Of a night-brawler? give me answer to it. ) ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Worthy Othello, I am hurt to danger: [1] => Your officer, Iago, can inform you,-- [2] => While I spare speech, which something now [3] => offends me,-- [4] => Of all that I do know: nor know I aught [5] => By me that's said or done amiss this night; [6] => Unless self-charity be sometimes a vice, [7] => And to defend ourselves it be a sin [8] => When violence assails us. ) ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, by heaven, [1] => My blood begins my safer guides to rule; [2] => And passion, having my best judgment collied, [3] => Assays to lead the way: if I once stir, [4] => Or do but lift this arm, the best of you [5] => Shall sink in my rebuke. Give me to know [6] => How this foul rout began, who set it on; [7] => And he that is approved in this offence, [8] => Though he had twinn'd with me, both at a birth, [9] => Shall lose me. What! in a town of war, [10] => Yet wild, the people's hearts brimful of fear, [11] => To manage private and domestic quarrel, [12] => In night, and on the court and guard of safety! [13] => 'Tis monstrous. Iago, who began't? ) ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If partially affined, or leagued in office, [1] => Thou dost deliver more or less than truth, [2] => Thou art no soldier. ) ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Touch me not so near: [1] => I had rather have this tongue cut from my mouth [2] => Than it should do offence to Michael Cassio; [3] => Yet, I persuade myself, to speak the truth [4] => Shall nothing wrong him. Thus it is, general. [5] => Montano and myself being in speech, [6] => There comes a fellow crying out for help: [7] => And Cassio following him with determined sword, [8] => To execute upon him. Sir, this gentleman [9] => Steps in to Cassio, and entreats his pause: [10] => Myself the crying fellow did pursue, [11] => Lest by his clamour--as it so fell out-- [12] => The town might fall in fright: he, swift of foot, [13] => Outran my purpose; and I return'd the rather [14] => For that I heard the clink and fall of swords, [15] => And Cassio high in oath; which till to-night [16] => I ne'er might say before. When I came back-- [17] => For this was brief--I found them close together, [18] => At blow and thrust; even as again they were [19] => When you yourself did part them. [20] => More of this matter cannot I report: [21] => But men are men; the best sometimes forget: [22] => Though Cassio did some little wrong to him, [23] => As men in rage strike those that wish them best, [24] => Yet surely Cassio, I believe, received [25] => From him that fled some strange indignity, [26] => Which patience could not pass. ) ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know, Iago, [1] => Thy honesty and love doth mince this matter, [2] => Making it light to Cassio. Cassio, I love thee [3] => But never more be officer of mine. [4] => Look, if my gentle love be not raised up! [5] => I'll make thee an example. ) [STAGEDIR] => Re-enter DESDEMONA, attended ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => What's the matter? ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => All's well now, sweeting; come away to bed. [1] => Sir, for your hurts, myself will be your surgeon: [2] => Lead him off. [3] => Iago, look with care about the town, [4] => And silence those whom this vile brawl distracted. [5] => Come, Desdemona: 'tis the soldiers' life [6] => To have their balmy slumbers waked with strife. ) [STAGEDIR] => To MONTANO, who is led off ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => What, are you hurt, lieutenant? ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Ay, past all surgery. ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Marry, heaven forbid! ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, I have lost [1] => my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of [2] => myself, and what remains is bestial. My reputation, [3] => Iago, my reputation! ) ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => As I am an honest man, I thought you had received [1] => some bodily wound; there is more sense in that than [2] => in reputation. Reputation is an idle and most false [3] => imposition: oft got without merit, and lost without [4] => deserving: you have lost no reputation at all, [5] => unless you repute yourself such a loser. What, man! [6] => there are ways to recover the general again: you [7] => are but now cast in his mood, a punishment more in [8] => policy than in malice, even so as one would beat his [9] => offenceless dog to affright an imperious lion: sue [10] => to him again, and he's yours. ) ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will rather sue to be despised than to deceive so [1] => good a commander with so slight, so drunken, and so [2] => indiscreet an officer. Drunk? and speak parrot? [3] => and squabble? swagger? swear? and discourse [4] => fustian with one's own shadow? O thou invisible [5] => spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, [6] => let us call thee devil! ) ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What was he that you followed with your sword? What [1] => had he done to you? ) ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => I know not. ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Is't possible? ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I remember a mass of things, but nothing distinctly; [1] => a quarrel, but nothing wherefore. O God, that men [2] => should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away [3] => their brains! that we should, with joy, pleasance [4] => revel and applause, transform ourselves into beasts! ) ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, but you are now well enough: how came you thus [1] => recovered? ) ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It hath pleased the devil drunkenness to give place [1] => to the devil wrath; one unperfectness shows me [2] => another, to make me frankly despise myself. ) ) [86] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, you are too severe a moraler: as the time, [1] => the place, and the condition of this country [2] => stands, I could heartily wish this had not befallen; [3] => but, since it is as it is, mend it for your own good. ) ) [87] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will ask him for my place again; he shall tell me [1] => I am a drunkard! Had I as many mouths as Hydra, [2] => such an answer would stop them all. To be now a [3] => sensible man, by and by a fool, and presently a [4] => beast! O strange! Every inordinate cup is [5] => unblessed and the ingredient is a devil. ) ) [88] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, come, good wine is a good familiar creature, [1] => if it be well used: exclaim no more against it. [2] => And, good lieutenant, I think you think I love you. ) ) [89] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => I have well approved it, sir. I drunk! ) [90] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You or any man living may be drunk! at a time, man. [1] => I'll tell you what you shall do. Our general's wife [2] => is now the general: may say so in this respect, for [3] => that he hath devoted and given up himself to the [4] => contemplation, mark, and denotement of her parts and [5] => graces: confess yourself freely to her; importune [6] => her help to put you in your place again: she is of [7] => so free, so kind, so apt, so blessed a disposition, [8] => she holds it a vice in her goodness not to do more [9] => than she is requested: this broken joint between [10] => you and her husband entreat her to splinter; and, my [11] => fortunes against any lay worth naming, this [12] => crack of your love shall grow stronger than it was before. ) ) [91] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => You advise me well. ) [92] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => I protest, in the sincerity of love and honest kindness. ) [93] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I think it freely; and betimes in the morning I will [1] => beseech the virtuous Desdemona to undertake for me: [2] => I am desperate of my fortunes if they cheque me here. ) ) [94] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You are in the right. Good night, lieutenant; I [1] => must to the watch. ) ) [95] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Good night, honest Iago. ) [96] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And what's he then that says I play the villain? [1] => When this advice is free I give and honest, [2] => Probal to thinking and indeed the course [3] => To win the Moor again? For 'tis most easy [4] => The inclining Desdemona to subdue [5] => In any honest suit: she's framed as fruitful [6] => As the free elements. And then for her [7] => To win the Moor--were't to renounce his baptism, [8] => All seals and symbols of redeemed sin, [9] => His soul is so enfetter'd to her love, [10] => That she may make, unmake, do what she list, [11] => Even as her appetite shall play the god [12] => With his weak function. How am I then a villain [13] => To counsel Cassio to this parallel course, [14] => Directly to his good? Divinity of hell! [15] => When devils will the blackest sins put on, [16] => They do suggest at first with heavenly shows, [17] => As I do now: for whiles this honest fool [18] => Plies Desdemona to repair his fortunes [19] => And she for him pleads strongly to the Moor, [20] => I'll pour this pestilence into his ear, [21] => That she repeals him for her body's lust; [22] => And by how much she strives to do him good, [23] => She shall undo her credit with the Moor. [24] => So will I turn her virtue into pitch, [25] => And out of her own goodness make the net [26] => That shall enmesh them all. [27] => How now, Roderigo! ) [STAGEDIR] => Re-enter RODERIGO ) [97] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I do follow here in the chase, not like a hound that [1] => hunts, but one that fills up the cry. My money is [2] => almost spent; I have been to-night exceedingly well [3] => cudgelled; and I think the issue will be, I shall [4] => have so much experience for my pains, and so, with [5] => no money at all and a little more wit, return again to Venice. ) ) [98] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How poor are they that have not patience! [1] => What wound did ever heal but by degrees? [2] => Thou know'st we work by wit, and not by witchcraft; [3] => And wit depends on dilatory time. [4] => Does't not go well? Cassio hath beaten thee. [5] => And thou, by that small hurt, hast cashier'd Cassio: [6] => Though other things grow fair against the sun, [7] => Yet fruits that blossom first will first be ripe: [8] => Content thyself awhile. By the mass, 'tis morning; [9] => Pleasure and action make the hours seem short. [10] => Retire thee; go where thou art billeted: [11] => Away, I say; thou shalt know more hereafter: [12] => Nay, get thee gone. [13] => Two things are to be done: [14] => My wife must move for Cassio to her mistress; [15] => I'll set her on; [16] => Myself the while to draw the Moor apart, [17] => And bring him jump when he may Cassio find [18] => Soliciting his wife: ay, that's the way [19] => Dull not device by coldness and delay. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit RODERIGO ) ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT III [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. Before the castle. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter CASSIO and some Musicians [1] => Music [2] => Enter Clown [3] => Exeunt Musicians [4] => Enter EMILIA [5] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Masters, play here; I will content your pains; [1] => Something that's brief; and bid 'Good morrow, general.' ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Clown [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why masters, have your instruments been in Naples, [1] => that they speak i' the nose thus? ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Musician [LINE] => How, sir, how! ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Clown [LINE] => Are these, I pray you, wind-instruments? ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Musician [LINE] => Ay, marry, are they, sir. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Clown [LINE] => O, thereby hangs a tail. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Musician [LINE] => Whereby hangs a tale, sir? ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Clown [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Marry. sir, by many a wind-instrument that I know. [1] => But, masters, here's money for you: and the general [2] => so likes your music, that he desires you, for love's [3] => sake, to make no more noise with it. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Musician [LINE] => Well, sir, we will not. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Clown [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If you have any music that may not be heard, to't [1] => again: but, as they say to hear music the general [2] => does not greatly care. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Musician [LINE] => We have none such, sir. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Clown [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then put up your pipes in your bag, for I'll away: [1] => go; vanish into air; away! ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Dost thou hear, my honest friend? ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Clown [LINE] => No, I hear not your honest friend; I hear you. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Prithee, keep up thy quillets. There's a poor piece [1] => of gold for thee: if the gentlewoman that attends [2] => the general's wife be stirring, tell her there's [3] => one Cassio entreats her a little favour of speech: [4] => wilt thou do this? ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Clown [LINE] => Array ( [0] => She is stirring, sir: if she will stir hither, I [1] => shall seem to notify unto her. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Do, good my friend. [1] => In happy time, Iago. ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Exit Clown [1] => Enter IAGO ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => You have not been a-bed, then? ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, no; the day had broke [1] => Before we parted. I have made bold, Iago, [2] => To send in to your wife: my suit to her [3] => Is, that she will to virtuous Desdemona [4] => Procure me some access. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I'll send her to you presently; [1] => And I'll devise a mean to draw the Moor [2] => Out of the way, that your converse and business [3] => May be more free. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I humbly thank you for't. [1] => I never knew [2] => A Florentine more kind and honest. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit IAGO ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good morrow, good Lieutenant: I am sorry [1] => For your displeasure; but all will sure be well. [2] => The general and his wife are talking of it; [3] => And she speaks for you stoutly: the Moor replies, [4] => That he you hurt is of great fame in Cyprus, [5] => And great affinity, and that in wholesome wisdom [6] => He might not but refuse you; but he protests he loves you [7] => And needs no other suitor but his likings [8] => To take the safest occasion by the front [9] => To bring you in again. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yet, I beseech you, [1] => If you think fit, or that it may be done, [2] => Give me advantage of some brief discourse [3] => With Desdemona alone. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Pray you, come in; [1] => I will bestow you where you shall have time [2] => To speak your bosom freely. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => I am much bound to you. ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. A room in the castle. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and Gentlemen [1] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => These letters give, Iago, to the pilot; [1] => And by him do my duties to the senate: [2] => That done, I will be walking on the works; [3] => Repair there to me. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Well, my good lord, I'll do't. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => This fortification, gentlemen, shall we see't? ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Gentleman [LINE] => We'll wait upon your lordship. ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. The garden of the castle. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter DESDEMONA, CASSIO, and EMILIA [1] => Exit CASSIO [2] => Enter OTHELLO and IAGO [3] => Exeunt DESDEMONA and EMILIA [4] => Exit [5] => Exeunt OTHELLO and DESDEMONA [6] => Re-enter Iago [7] => They rise [8] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Be thou assured, good Cassio, I will do [1] => All my abilities in thy behalf. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good madam, do: I warrant it grieves my husband, [1] => As if the case were his. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, that's an honest fellow. Do not doubt, Cassio, [1] => But I will have my lord and you again [2] => As friendly as you were. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Bounteous madam, [1] => Whatever shall become of Michael Cassio, [2] => He's never any thing but your true servant. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know't; I thank you. You do love my lord: [1] => You have known him long; and be you well assured [2] => He shall in strangeness stand no further off [3] => Than in a polite distance. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, but, lady, [1] => That policy may either last so long, [2] => Or feed upon such nice and waterish diet, [3] => Or breed itself so out of circumstance, [4] => That, I being absent and my place supplied, [5] => My general will forget my love and service. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Do not doubt that; before Emilia here [1] => I give thee warrant of thy place: assure thee, [2] => If I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it [3] => To the last article: my lord shall never rest; [4] => I'll watch him tame and talk him out of patience; [5] => His bed shall seem a school, his board a shrift; [6] => I'll intermingle every thing he does [7] => With Cassio's suit: therefore be merry, Cassio; [8] => For thy solicitor shall rather die [9] => Than give thy cause away. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Madam, here comes my lord. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Madam, I'll take my leave. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Why, stay, and hear me speak. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, not now: I am very ill at ease, [1] => Unfit for mine own purposes. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Well, do your discretion. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Ha! I like not that. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => What dost thou say? ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Nothing, my lord: or if--I know not what. ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Was not that Cassio parted from my wife? ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Cassio, my lord! No, sure, I cannot think it, [1] => That he would steal away so guilty-like, [2] => Seeing you coming. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => I do believe 'twas he. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How now, my lord! [1] => I have been talking with a suitor here, [2] => A man that languishes in your displeasure. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Who is't you mean? ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, your lieutenant, Cassio. Good my lord, [1] => If I have any grace or power to move you, [2] => His present reconciliation take; [3] => For if he be not one that truly loves you, [4] => That errs in ignorance and not in cunning, [5] => I have no judgment in an honest face: [6] => I prithee, call him back. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Went he hence now? ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, sooth; so humbled [1] => That he hath left part of his grief with me, [2] => To suffer with him. Good love, call him back. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Not now, sweet Desdemona; some other time. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => But shall't be shortly? ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => The sooner, sweet, for you. ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Shall't be to-night at supper? ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => No, not to-night. ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => To-morrow dinner, then? ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I shall not dine at home; [1] => I meet the captains at the citadel. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, then, to-morrow night; or Tuesday morn; [1] => On Tuesday noon, or night; on Wednesday morn: [2] => I prithee, name the time, but let it not [3] => Exceed three days: in faith, he's penitent; [4] => And yet his trespass, in our common reason-- [5] => Save that, they say, the wars must make examples [6] => Out of their best--is not almost a fault [7] => To incur a private cheque. When shall he come? [8] => Tell me, Othello: I wonder in my soul, [9] => What you would ask me, that I should deny, [10] => Or stand so mammering on. What! Michael Cassio, [11] => That came a-wooing with you, and so many a time, [12] => When I have spoke of you dispraisingly, [13] => Hath ta'en your part; to have so much to do [14] => To bring him in! Trust me, I could do much,-- ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Prithee, no more: let him come when he will; [1] => I will deny thee nothing. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, this is not a boon; [1] => 'Tis as I should entreat you wear your gloves, [2] => Or feed on nourishing dishes, or keep you warm, [3] => Or sue to you to do a peculiar profit [4] => To your own person: nay, when I have a suit [5] => Wherein I mean to touch your love indeed, [6] => It shall be full of poise and difficult weight [7] => And fearful to be granted. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will deny thee nothing: [1] => Whereon, I do beseech thee, grant me this, [2] => To leave me but a little to myself. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Shall I deny you? no: farewell, my lord. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Farewell, my Desdemona: I'll come to thee straight. ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Emilia, come. Be as your fancies teach you; [1] => Whate'er you be, I am obedient. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul, [1] => But I do love thee! and when I love thee not, [2] => Chaos is come again. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => My noble lord-- ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => What dost thou say, Iago? ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Did Michael Cassio, when you woo'd my lady, [1] => Know of your love? ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => He did, from first to last: why dost thou ask? ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But for a satisfaction of my thought; [1] => No further harm. ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Why of thy thought, Iago? ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => I did not think he had been acquainted with her. ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => O, yes; and went between us very oft. ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Indeed! ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Indeed! ay, indeed: discern'st thou aught in that? [1] => Is he not honest? ) ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Honest, my lord! ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Honest! ay, honest. ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => My lord, for aught I know. ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => What dost thou think? ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Think, my lord! ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Think, my lord! [1] => By heaven, he echoes me, [2] => As if there were some monster in his thought [3] => Too hideous to be shown. Thou dost mean something: [4] => I heard thee say even now, thou likedst not that, [5] => When Cassio left my wife: what didst not like? [6] => And when I told thee he was of my counsel [7] => In my whole course of wooing, thou criedst 'Indeed!' [8] => And didst contract and purse thy brow together, [9] => As if thou then hadst shut up in thy brain [10] => Some horrible conceit: if thou dost love me, [11] => Show me thy thought. ) ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => My lord, you know I love you. ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I think thou dost; [1] => And, for I know thou'rt full of love and honesty, [2] => And weigh'st thy words before thou givest them breath, [3] => Therefore these stops of thine fright me the more: [4] => For such things in a false disloyal knave [5] => Are tricks of custom, but in a man that's just [6] => They are close delations, working from the heart [7] => That passion cannot rule. ) ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => For Michael Cassio, [1] => I dare be sworn I think that he is honest. ) ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => I think so too. ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Men should be what they seem; [1] => Or those that be not, would they might seem none! ) ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Certain, men should be what they seem. ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Why, then, I think Cassio's an honest man. ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, yet there's more in this: [1] => I prithee, speak to me as to thy thinkings, [2] => As thou dost ruminate, and give thy worst of thoughts [3] => The worst of words. ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good my lord, pardon me: [1] => Though I am bound to every act of duty, [2] => I am not bound to that all slaves are free to. [3] => Utter my thoughts? Why, say they are vile and false; [4] => As where's that palace whereinto foul things [5] => Sometimes intrude not? who has a breast so pure, [6] => But some uncleanly apprehensions [7] => Keep leets and law-days and in session sit [8] => With meditations lawful? ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou dost conspire against thy friend, Iago, [1] => If thou but think'st him wrong'd and makest his ear [2] => A stranger to thy thoughts. ) ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I do beseech you-- [1] => Though I perchance am vicious in my guess, [2] => As, I confess, it is my nature's plague [3] => To spy into abuses, and oft my jealousy [4] => Shapes faults that are not--that your wisdom yet, [5] => From one that so imperfectly conceits, [6] => Would take no notice, nor build yourself a trouble [7] => Out of his scattering and unsure observance. [8] => It were not for your quiet nor your good, [9] => Nor for my manhood, honesty, or wisdom, [10] => To let you know my thoughts. ) ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => What dost thou mean? ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, [1] => Is the immediate jewel of their souls: [2] => Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing; [3] => 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands: [4] => But he that filches from me my good name [5] => Robs me of that which not enriches him [6] => And makes me poor indeed. ) ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => By heaven, I'll know thy thoughts. ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You cannot, if my heart were in your hand; [1] => Nor shall not, whilst 'tis in my custody. ) ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Ha! ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, beware, my lord, of jealousy; [1] => It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock [2] => The meat it feeds on; that cuckold lives in bliss [3] => Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger; [4] => But, O, what damned minutes tells he o'er [5] => Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves! ) ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => O misery! ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Poor and content is rich and rich enough, [1] => But riches fineless is as poor as winter [2] => To him that ever fears he shall be poor. [3] => Good heaven, the souls of all my tribe defend [4] => From jealousy! ) ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, why is this? [1] => Think'st thou I'ld make a lie of jealousy, [2] => To follow still the changes of the moon [3] => With fresh suspicions? No; to be once in doubt [4] => Is once to be resolved: exchange me for a goat, [5] => When I shall turn the business of my soul [6] => To such exsufflicate and blown surmises, [7] => Matching thy inference. 'Tis not to make me jealous [8] => To say my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company, [9] => Is free of speech, sings, plays and dances well; [10] => Where virtue is, these are more virtuous: [11] => Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw [12] => The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt; [13] => For she had eyes, and chose me. No, Iago; [14] => I'll see before I doubt; when I doubt, prove; [15] => And on the proof, there is no more but this,-- [16] => Away at once with love or jealousy! ) ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am glad of it; for now I shall have reason [1] => To show the love and duty that I bear you [2] => With franker spirit: therefore, as I am bound, [3] => Receive it from me. I speak not yet of proof. [4] => Look to your wife; observe her well with Cassio; [5] => Wear your eye thus, not jealous nor secure: [6] => I would not have your free and noble nature, [7] => Out of self-bounty, be abused; look to't: [8] => I know our country disposition well; [9] => In Venice they do let heaven see the pranks [10] => They dare not show their husbands; their best conscience [11] => Is not to leave't undone, but keep't unknown. ) ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Dost thou say so? ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => She did deceive her father, marrying you; [1] => And when she seem'd to shake and fear your looks, [2] => She loved them most. ) ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => And so she did. ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, go to then; [1] => She that, so young, could give out such a seeming, [2] => To seal her father's eyes up close as oak- [3] => He thought 'twas witchcraft--but I am much to blame; [4] => I humbly do beseech you of your pardon [5] => For too much loving you. ) ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => I am bound to thee for ever. ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => I see this hath a little dash'd your spirits. ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Not a jot, not a jot. ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I' faith, I fear it has. [1] => I hope you will consider what is spoke [2] => Comes from my love. But I do see you're moved: [3] => I am to pray you not to strain my speech [4] => To grosser issues nor to larger reach [5] => Than to suspicion. ) ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => I will not. ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Should you do so, my lord, [1] => My speech should fall into such vile success [2] => As my thoughts aim not at. Cassio's my worthy friend-- [3] => My lord, I see you're moved. ) ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, not much moved: [1] => I do not think but Desdemona's honest. ) ) [86] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Long live she so! and long live you to think so! ) [87] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => And yet, how nature erring from itself,-- ) [88] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, there's the point: as--to be bold with you-- [1] => Not to affect many proposed matches [2] => Of her own clime, complexion, and degree, [3] => Whereto we see in all things nature tends-- [4] => Foh! one may smell in such a will most rank, [5] => Foul disproportion thoughts unnatural. [6] => But pardon me; I do not in position [7] => Distinctly speak of her; though I may fear [8] => Her will, recoiling to her better judgment, [9] => May fall to match you with her country forms [10] => And happily repent. ) ) [89] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Farewell, farewell: [1] => If more thou dost perceive, let me know more; [2] => Set on thy wife to observe: leave me, Iago: ) ) [90] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Going ) ) [91] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why did I marry? This honest creature doubtless [1] => Sees and knows more, much more, than he unfolds. ) ) [92] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Returning ) [1] => your honour [2] => To scan this thing no further; leave it to time: [3] => Though it be fit that Cassio have his place, [4] => For sure, he fills it up with great ability, [5] => Yet, if you please to hold him off awhile, [6] => You shall by that perceive him and his means: [7] => Note, if your lady strain his entertainment [8] => With any strong or vehement importunity; [9] => Much will be seen in that. In the mean time, [10] => Let me be thought too busy in my fears-- [11] => As worthy cause I have to fear I am-- [12] => And hold her free, I do beseech your honour. ) ) [93] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Fear not my government. ) [94] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => I once more take my leave. ) [95] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This fellow's of exceeding honesty, [1] => And knows all qualities, with a learned spirit, [2] => Of human dealings. If I do prove her haggard, [3] => Though that her jesses were my dear heartstrings, [4] => I'ld whistle her off and let her down the wind, [5] => To pray at fortune. Haply, for I am black [6] => And have not those soft parts of conversation [7] => That chamberers have, or for I am declined [8] => Into the vale of years,--yet that's not much-- [9] => She's gone. I am abused; and my relief [10] => Must be to loathe her. O curse of marriage, [11] => That we can call these delicate creatures ours, [12] => And not their appetites! I had rather be a toad, [13] => And live upon the vapour of a dungeon, [14] => Than keep a corner in the thing I love [15] => For others' uses. Yet, 'tis the plague of great ones; [16] => Prerogatived are they less than the base; [17] => 'Tis destiny unshunnable, like death: [18] => Even then this forked plague is fated to us [19] => When we do quicken. Desdemona comes: [20] => If she be false, O, then heaven mocks itself! [21] => I'll not believe't. ) [STAGEDIR] => Re-enter DESDEMONA and EMILIA ) [96] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How now, my dear Othello! [1] => Your dinner, and the generous islanders [2] => By you invited, do attend your presence. ) ) [97] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => I am to blame. ) [98] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why do you speak so faintly? [1] => Are you not well? ) ) [99] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => I have a pain upon my forehead here. ) [100] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Faith, that's with watching; 'twill away again: [1] => Let me but bind it hard, within this hour [2] => It will be well. ) ) [101] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Your napkin is too little: [1] => Let it alone. Come, I'll go in with you. ) [STAGEDIR] => He puts the handkerchief from him; and it drops ) [102] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => I am very sorry that you are not well. ) [103] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am glad I have found this napkin: [1] => This was her first remembrance from the Moor: [2] => My wayward husband hath a hundred times [3] => Woo'd me to steal it; but she so loves the token, [4] => For he conjured her she should ever keep it, [5] => That she reserves it evermore about her [6] => To kiss and talk to. I'll have the work ta'en out, [7] => And give't Iago: what he will do with it [8] => Heaven knows, not I; [9] => I nothing but to please his fantasy. ) ) [104] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => How now! what do you here alone? ) [105] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Do not you chide; I have a thing for you. ) [106] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => A thing for me? it is a common thing-- ) [107] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Ha! ) [108] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => To have a foolish wife. ) [109] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, is that all? What will you give me now [1] => For the same handkerchief? ) ) [110] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => What handkerchief? ) [111] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What handkerchief? [1] => Why, that the Moor first gave to Desdemona; [2] => That which so often you did bid me steal. ) ) [112] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Hast stol'n it from her? ) [113] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, 'faith; she let it drop by negligence. [1] => And, to the advantage, I, being here, took't up. [2] => Look, here it is. ) ) [114] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => A good wench; give it me. ) [115] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What will you do with 't, that you have been [1] => so earnest [2] => To have me filch it? ) ) [116] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Snatching it ) ) [117] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If it be not for some purpose of import, [1] => Give't me again: poor lady, she'll run mad [2] => When she shall lack it. ) ) [118] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Be not acknown on 't; I have use for it. [1] => Go, leave me. [2] => I will in Cassio's lodging lose this napkin, [3] => And let him find it. Trifles light as air [4] => Are to the jealous confirmations strong [5] => As proofs of holy writ: this may do something. [6] => The Moor already changes with my poison: [7] => Dangerous conceits are, in their natures, poisons. [8] => Which at the first are scarce found to distaste, [9] => But with a little act upon the blood. [10] => Burn like the mines of Sulphur. I did say so: [11] => Look, where he comes! [12] => Not poppy, nor mandragora, [13] => Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, [14] => Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep [15] => Which thou owedst yesterday. ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Exit EMILIA [1] => Re-enter OTHELLO ) ) [119] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Ha! ha! false to me? ) [120] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Why, how now, general! no more of that. ) [121] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Avaunt! be gone! thou hast set me on the rack: [1] => I swear 'tis better to be much abused [2] => Than but to know't a little. ) ) [122] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => How now, my lord! ) [123] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What sense had I of her stol'n hours of lust? [1] => I saw't not, thought it not, it harm'd not me: [2] => I slept the next night well, was free and merry; [3] => I found not Cassio's kisses on her lips: [4] => He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stol'n, [5] => Let him not know't, and he's not robb'd at all. ) ) [124] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => I am sorry to hear this. ) [125] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I had been happy, if the general camp, [1] => Pioners and all, had tasted her sweet body, [2] => So I had nothing known. O, now, for ever [3] => Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content! [4] => Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, [5] => That make ambition virtue! O, farewell! [6] => Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, [7] => The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, [8] => The royal banner, and all quality, [9] => Pride, pomp and circumstance of glorious war! [10] => And, O you mortal engines, whose rude throats [11] => The immortal Jove's dead clamours counterfeit, [12] => Farewell! Othello's occupation's gone! ) ) [126] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Is't possible, my lord? ) [127] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Villain, be sure thou prove my love a whore, [1] => Be sure of it; give me the ocular proof: [2] => Or by the worth of man's eternal soul, [3] => Thou hadst been better have been born a dog [4] => Than answer my waked wrath! ) ) [128] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Is't come to this? ) [129] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Make me to see't; or, at the least, so prove it, [1] => That the probation bear no hinge nor loop [2] => To hang a doubt on; or woe upon thy life! ) ) [130] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => My noble lord,-- ) [131] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If thou dost slander her and torture me, [1] => Never pray more; abandon all remorse; [2] => On horror's head horrors accumulate; [3] => Do deeds to make heaven weep, all earth amazed; [4] => For nothing canst thou to damnation add [5] => Greater than that. ) ) [132] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O grace! O heaven forgive me! [1] => Are you a man? have you a soul or sense? [2] => God be wi' you; take mine office. O wretched fool. [3] => That livest to make thine honesty a vice! [4] => O monstrous world! Take note, take note, O world, [5] => To be direct and honest is not safe. [6] => I thank you for this profit; and from hence [7] => I'll love no friend, sith love breeds such offence. ) ) [133] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Nay, stay: thou shouldst be honest. ) [134] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I should be wise, for honesty's a fool [1] => And loses that it works for. ) ) [135] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => By the world, [1] => I think my wife be honest and think she is not; [2] => I think that thou art just and think thou art not. [3] => I'll have some proof. Her name, that was as fresh [4] => As Dian's visage, is now begrimed and black [5] => As mine own face. If there be cords, or knives, [6] => Poison, or fire, or suffocating streams, [7] => I'll not endure it. Would I were satisfied! ) ) [136] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I see, sir, you are eaten up with passion: [1] => I do repent me that I put it to you. [2] => You would be satisfied? ) ) [137] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Would! nay, I will. ) [138] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And may: but, how? how satisfied, my lord? [1] => Would you, the supervisor, grossly gape on-- [2] => Behold her topp'd? ) ) [139] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Death and damnation! O! ) [140] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It were a tedious difficulty, I think, [1] => To bring them to that prospect: damn them then, [2] => If ever mortal eyes do see them bolster [3] => More than their own! What then? how then? [4] => What shall I say? Where's satisfaction? [5] => It is impossible you should see this, [6] => Were they as prime as goats, as hot as monkeys, [7] => As salt as wolves in pride, and fools as gross [8] => As ignorance made drunk. But yet, I say, [9] => If imputation and strong circumstances, [10] => Which lead directly to the door of truth, [11] => Will give you satisfaction, you may have't. ) ) [141] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Give me a living reason she's disloyal. ) [142] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I do not like the office: [1] => But, sith I am enter'd in this cause so far, [2] => Prick'd to't by foolish honesty and love, [3] => I will go on. I lay with Cassio lately; [4] => And, being troubled with a raging tooth, [5] => I could not sleep. [6] => There are a kind of men so loose of soul, [7] => That in their sleeps will mutter their affairs: [8] => One of this kind is Cassio: [9] => In sleep I heard him say 'Sweet Desdemona, [10] => Let us be wary, let us hide our loves;' [11] => And then, sir, would he gripe and wring my hand, [12] => Cry 'O sweet creature!' and then kiss me hard, [13] => As if he pluck'd up kisses by the roots [14] => That grew upon my lips: then laid his leg [15] => Over my thigh, and sigh'd, and kiss'd; and then [16] => Cried 'Cursed fate that gave thee to the Moor!' ) ) [143] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => O monstrous! monstrous! ) [144] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Nay, this was but his dream. ) [145] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But this denoted a foregone conclusion: [1] => 'Tis a shrewd doubt, though it be but a dream. ) ) [146] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And this may help to thicken other proofs [1] => That do demonstrate thinly. ) ) [147] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => I'll tear her all to pieces. ) [148] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, but be wise: yet we see nothing done; [1] => She may be honest yet. Tell me but this, [2] => Have you not sometimes seen a handkerchief [3] => Spotted with strawberries in your wife's hand? ) ) [149] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => I gave her such a one; 'twas my first gift. ) [150] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know not that; but such a handkerchief-- [1] => I am sure it was your wife's--did I to-day [2] => See Cassio wipe his beard with. ) ) [151] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => If it be that-- ) [152] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If it be that, or any that was hers, [1] => It speaks against her with the other proofs. ) ) [153] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, that the slave had forty thousand lives! [1] => One is too poor, too weak for my revenge. [2] => Now do I see 'tis true. Look here, Iago; [3] => All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven. [4] => 'Tis gone. [5] => Arise, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell! [6] => Yield up, O love, thy crown and hearted throne [7] => To tyrannous hate! Swell, bosom, with thy fraught, [8] => For 'tis of aspics' tongues! ) ) [154] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Yet be content. ) [155] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => O, blood, blood, blood! ) [156] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Patience, I say; your mind perhaps may change. ) [157] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Never, Iago: Like to the Pontic sea, [1] => Whose icy current and compulsive course [2] => Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on [3] => To the Propontic and the Hellespont, [4] => Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, [5] => Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love, [6] => Till that a capable and wide revenge [7] => Swallow them up. Now, by yond marble heaven, [8] => In the due reverence of a sacred vow [9] => I here engage my words. ) [STAGEDIR] => Kneels ) [158] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Do not rise yet. [1] => Witness, you ever-burning lights above, [2] => You elements that clip us round about, [3] => Witness that here Iago doth give up [4] => The execution of his wit, hands, heart, [5] => To wrong'd Othello's service! Let him command, [6] => And to obey shall be in me remorse, [7] => What bloody business ever. ) [STAGEDIR] => Kneels ) [159] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I greet thy love, [1] => Not with vain thanks, but with acceptance bounteous, [2] => And will upon the instant put thee to't: [3] => Within these three days let me hear thee say [4] => That Cassio's not alive. ) ) [160] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My friend is dead; 'tis done at your request: [1] => But let her live. ) ) [161] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Damn her, lewd minx! O, damn her! [1] => Come, go with me apart; I will withdraw, [2] => To furnish me with some swift means of death [3] => For the fair devil. Now art thou my lieutenant. ) ) [162] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => I am your own for ever. ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE IV. Before the castle. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter DESDEMONA, EMILIA, and Clown [1] => Exit [2] => Exit [3] => Enter CASSIO and IAGO [4] => Exeunt DESDEMONA and EMILIA [5] => Enter BIANCA [6] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Do you know, sirrah, where Lieutenant Cassio lies? ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Clown [LINE] => I dare not say he lies any where. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Why, man? ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Clown [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He's a soldier, and for one to say a soldier lies, [1] => is stabbing. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Go to: where lodges he? ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Clown [LINE] => To tell you where he lodges, is to tell you where I lie. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Can any thing be made of this? ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Clown [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know not where he lodges, and for me to devise a [1] => lodging and say he lies here or he lies there, were [2] => to lie in mine own throat. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Can you inquire him out, and be edified by report? ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Clown [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will catechise the world for him; that is, make [1] => questions, and by them answer. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Seek him, bid him come hither: tell him I have [1] => moved my lord on his behalf, and hope all will be well. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Clown [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To do this is within the compass of man's wit: and [1] => therefore I will attempt the doing it. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Where should I lose that handkerchief, Emilia? ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => I know not, madam. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Believe me, I had rather have lost my purse [1] => Full of crusadoes: and, but my noble Moor [2] => Is true of mind and made of no such baseness [3] => As jealous creatures are, it were enough [4] => To put him to ill thinking. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Is he not jealous? ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Who, he? I think the sun where he was born [1] => Drew all such humours from him. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Look, where he comes. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will not leave him now till Cassio [1] => Be call'd to him. [2] => How is't with you, my lord ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter OTHELLO ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, my good lady. [1] => O, hardness to dissemble!-- [2] => How do you, Desdemona? ) [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Well, my good lord. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Give me your hand: this hand is moist, my lady. ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => It yet hath felt no age nor known no sorrow. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This argues fruitfulness and liberal heart: [1] => Hot, hot, and moist: this hand of yours requires [2] => A sequester from liberty, fasting and prayer, [3] => Much castigation, exercise devout; [4] => For here's a young and sweating devil here, [5] => That commonly rebels. 'Tis a good hand, [6] => A frank one. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You may, indeed, say so; [1] => For 'twas that hand that gave away my heart. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A liberal hand: the hearts of old gave hands; [1] => But our new heraldry is hands, not hearts. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => I cannot speak of this. Come now, your promise. ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => What promise, chuck? ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => I have sent to bid Cassio come speak with you. ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I have a salt and sorry rheum offends me; [1] => Lend me thy handkerchief. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Here, my lord. ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => That which I gave you. ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => I have it not about me. ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Not? ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => No, indeed, my lord. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That is a fault. [1] => That handkerchief [2] => Did an Egyptian to my mother give; [3] => She was a charmer, and could almost read [4] => The thoughts of people: she told her, while [5] => she kept it, [6] => 'Twould make her amiable and subdue my father [7] => Entirely to her love, but if she lost it [8] => Or made gift of it, my father's eye [9] => Should hold her loathed and his spirits should hunt [10] => After new fancies: she, dying, gave it me; [11] => And bid me, when my fate would have me wive, [12] => To give it her. I did so: and take heed on't; [13] => Make it a darling like your precious eye; [14] => To lose't or give't away were such perdition [15] => As nothing else could match. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Is't possible? ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis true: there's magic in the web of it: [1] => A sibyl, that had number'd in the world [2] => The sun to course two hundred compasses, [3] => In her prophetic fury sew'd the work; [4] => The worms were hallow'd that did breed the silk; [5] => And it was dyed in mummy which the skilful [6] => Conserved of maidens' hearts. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Indeed! is't true? ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Most veritable; therefore look to't well. ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Then would to God that I had never seen't! ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Ha! wherefore? ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Why do you speak so startingly and rash? ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Is't lost? is't gone? speak, is it out [1] => o' the way? ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Heaven bless us! ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Say you? ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => It is not lost; but what an if it were? ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => How! ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => I say, it is not lost. ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Fetch't, let me see't. ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, so I can, sir, but I will not now. [1] => This is a trick to put me from my suit: [2] => Pray you, let Cassio be received again. ) ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Fetch me the handkerchief: my mind misgives. ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, come; [1] => You'll never meet a more sufficient man. ) ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => The handkerchief! ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => I pray, talk me of Cassio. ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => The handkerchief! ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A man that all his time [1] => Hath founded his good fortunes on your love, [2] => Shared dangers with you,-- ) ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => The handkerchief! ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => In sooth, you are to blame. ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Away! ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Is not this man jealous? ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I ne'er saw this before. [1] => Sure, there's some wonder in this handkerchief: [2] => I am most unhappy in the loss of it. ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis not a year or two shows us a man: [1] => They are all but stomachs, and we all but food; [2] => To eat us hungerly, and when they are full, [3] => They belch us. Look you, Cassio and my husband! ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => There is no other way; 'tis she must do't: [1] => And, lo, the happiness! go, and importune her. ) ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => How now, good Cassio! what's the news with you? ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, my former suit: I do beseech you [1] => That by your virtuous means I may again [2] => Exist, and be a member of his love [3] => Whom I with all the office of my heart [4] => Entirely honour: I would not be delay'd. [5] => If my offence be of such mortal kind [6] => That nor my service past, nor present sorrows, [7] => Nor purposed merit in futurity, [8] => Can ransom me into his love again, [9] => But to know so must be my benefit; [10] => So shall I clothe me in a forced content, [11] => And shut myself up in some other course, [12] => To fortune's alms. ) ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Alas, thrice-gentle Cassio! [1] => My advocation is not now in tune; [2] => My lord is not my lord; nor should I know him, [3] => Were he in favour as in humour alter'd. [4] => So help me every spirit sanctified, [5] => As I have spoken for you all my best [6] => And stood within the blank of his displeasure [7] => For my free speech! you must awhile be patient: [8] => What I can do I will; and more I will [9] => Than for myself I dare: let that suffice you. ) ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Is my lord angry? ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He went hence but now, [1] => And certainly in strange unquietness. ) ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Can he be angry? I have seen the cannon, [1] => When it hath blown his ranks into the air, [2] => And, like the devil, from his very arm [3] => Puff'd his own brother:--and can he be angry? [4] => Something of moment then: I will go meet him: [5] => There's matter in't indeed, if he be angry. ) ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I prithee, do so. [1] => Something, sure, of state, [2] => Either from Venice, or some unhatch'd practise [3] => Made demonstrable here in Cyprus to him, [4] => Hath puddled his clear spirit: and in such cases [5] => Men's natures wrangle with inferior things, [6] => Though great ones are their object. 'Tis even so; [7] => For let our finger ache, and it indues [8] => Our other healthful members even to that sense [9] => Of pain: nay, we must think men are not gods, [10] => Nor of them look for such observances [11] => As fit the bridal. Beshrew me much, Emilia, [12] => I was, unhandsome warrior as I am, [13] => Arraigning his unkindness with my soul; [14] => But now I find I had suborn'd the witness, [15] => And he's indicted falsely. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit IAGO ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Pray heaven it be state-matters, as you think, [1] => And no conception nor no jealous toy [2] => Concerning you. ) ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Alas the day! I never gave him cause. ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But jealous souls will not be answer'd so; [1] => They are not ever jealous for the cause, [2] => But jealous for they are jealous: 'tis a monster [3] => Begot upon itself, born on itself. ) ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Heaven keep that monster from Othello's mind! ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Lady, amen. ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will go seek him. Cassio, walk hereabout: [1] => If I do find him fit, I'll move your suit [2] => And seek to effect it to my uttermost. ) ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => I humbly thank your ladyship. ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Save you, friend Cassio! ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What make you from home? [1] => How is it with you, my most fair Bianca? [2] => I' faith, sweet love, I was coming to your house. ) ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And I was going to your lodging, Cassio. [1] => What, keep a week away? seven days and nights? [2] => Eight score eight hours? and lovers' absent hours, [3] => More tedious than the dial eight score times? [4] => O weary reckoning! ) ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Pardon me, Bianca: [1] => I have this while with leaden thoughts been press'd: [2] => But I shall, in a more continuate time, [3] => Strike off this score of absence. Sweet Bianca, [4] => Take me this work out. ) [STAGEDIR] => Giving her DESDEMONA's handkerchief ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O Cassio, whence came this? [1] => This is some token from a newer friend: [2] => To the felt absence now I feel a cause: [3] => Is't come to this? Well, well. ) ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go to, woman! [1] => Throw your vile guesses in the devil's teeth, [2] => From whence you have them. You are jealous now [3] => That this is from some mistress, some remembrance: [4] => No, in good troth, Bianca. ) ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Why, whose is it? ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know not, sweet: I found it in my chamber. [1] => I like the work well: ere it be demanded-- [2] => As like enough it will--I'ld have it copied: [3] => Take it, and do't; and leave me for this time. ) ) [86] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Leave you! wherefore? ) [87] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I do attend here on the general; [1] => And think it no addition, nor my wish, [2] => To have him see me woman'd. ) ) [88] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Why, I pray you? ) [89] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Not that I love you not. ) [90] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But that you do not love me. [1] => I pray you, bring me on the way a little, [2] => And say if I shall see you soon at night. ) ) [91] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis but a little way that I can bring you; [1] => For I attend here: but I'll see you soon. ) ) [92] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => 'Tis very good; I must be circumstanced. ) ) ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT IV [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. Cyprus. Before the castle. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter OTHELLO and IAGO [1] => Falls in a trance [2] => Exit [3] => Exit CASSIO [4] => Enter LODOVICO, DESDEMONA, and Attendants [5] => Gives him a letter [6] => Opens the letter, and reads [7] => Going [8] => Exit [9] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Will you think so? ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Think so, Iago! ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, [1] => To kiss in private? ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => An unauthorized kiss. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Or to be naked with her friend in bed [1] => An hour or more, not meaning any harm? ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Naked in bed, Iago, and not mean harm! [1] => It is hypocrisy against the devil: [2] => They that mean virtuously, and yet do so, [3] => The devil their virtue tempts, and they tempt heaven. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So they do nothing, 'tis a venial slip: [1] => But if I give my wife a handkerchief,-- ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => What then? ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, then, 'tis hers, my lord; and, being hers, [1] => She may, I think, bestow't on any man. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => She is protectress of her honour too: [1] => May she give that? ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Her honour is an essence that's not seen; [1] => They have it very oft that have it not: [2] => But, for the handkerchief,-- ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => By heaven, I would most gladly have forgot it. [1] => Thou said'st, it comes o'er my memory, [2] => As doth the raven o'er the infected house, [3] => Boding to all--he had my handkerchief. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Ay, what of that? ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => That's not so good now. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, [1] => If I had said I had seen him do you wrong? [2] => Or heard him say,--as knaves be such abroad, [3] => Who having, by their own importunate suit, [4] => Or voluntary dotage of some mistress, [5] => Convinced or supplied them, cannot choose [6] => But they must blab-- ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Hath he said any thing? ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He hath, my lord; but be you well assured, [1] => No more than he'll unswear. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => What hath he said? ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => 'Faith, that he did--I know not what he did. ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => What? what? ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Lie-- ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => With her? ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => With her, on her; what you will. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lie with her! lie on her! We say lie on her, when [1] => they belie her. Lie with her! that's fulsome. [2] => --Handkerchief--confessions--handkerchief!--To [3] => confess, and be hanged for his labour;--first, to be [4] => hanged, and then to confess.--I tremble at it. [5] => Nature would not invest herself in such shadowing [6] => passion without some instruction. It is not words [7] => that shake me thus. Pish! Noses, ears, and lips. [8] => --Is't possible?--Confess--handkerchief!--O devil!-- ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Work on, [1] => My medicine, work! Thus credulous fools are caught; [2] => And many worthy and chaste dames even thus, [3] => All guiltless, meet reproach. What, ho! my lord! [4] => My lord, I say! Othello! [5] => How now, Cassio! ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter CASSIO ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => What's the matter? ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord is fall'n into an epilepsy: [1] => This is his second fit; he had one yesterday. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Rub him about the temples. ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, forbear; [1] => The lethargy must have his quiet course: [2] => If not, he foams at mouth and by and by [3] => Breaks out to savage madness. Look he stirs: [4] => Do you withdraw yourself a little while, [5] => He will recover straight: when he is gone, [6] => I would on great occasion speak with you. [7] => How is it, general? have you not hurt your head? ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit CASSIO ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Dost thou mock me? ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I mock you! no, by heaven. [1] => Would you would bear your fortune like a man! ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => A horned man's a monster and a beast. ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => There's many a beast then in a populous city, [1] => And many a civil monster. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Did he confess it? ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good sir, be a man; [1] => Think every bearded fellow that's but yoked [2] => May draw with you: there's millions now alive [3] => That nightly lie in those unproper beds [4] => Which they dare swear peculiar: your case is better. [5] => O, 'tis the spite of hell, the fiend's arch-mock, [6] => To lip a wanton in a secure couch, [7] => And to suppose her chaste! No, let me know; [8] => And knowing what I am, I know what she shall be. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => O, thou art wise; 'tis certain. ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Stand you awhile apart; [1] => Confine yourself but in a patient list. [2] => Whilst you were here o'erwhelmed with your grief-- [3] => A passion most unsuiting such a man-- [4] => Cassio came hither: I shifted him away, [5] => And laid good 'scuse upon your ecstasy, [6] => Bade him anon return and here speak with me; [7] => The which he promised. Do but encave yourself, [8] => And mark the fleers, the gibes, and notable scorns, [9] => That dwell in every region of his face; [10] => For I will make him tell the tale anew, [11] => Where, how, how oft, how long ago, and when [12] => He hath, and is again to cope your wife: [13] => I say, but mark his gesture. Marry, patience; [14] => Or I shall say you are all in all in spleen, [15] => And nothing of a man. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Dost thou hear, Iago? [1] => I will be found most cunning in my patience; [2] => But--dost thou hear?--most bloody. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That's not amiss; [1] => But yet keep time in all. Will you withdraw? [2] => Now will I question Cassio of Bianca, [3] => A housewife that by selling her desires [4] => Buys herself bread and clothes: it is a creature [5] => That dotes on Cassio; as 'tis the strumpet's plague [6] => To beguile many and be beguiled by one: [7] => He, when he hears of her, cannot refrain [8] => From the excess of laughter. Here he comes: [9] => As he shall smile, Othello shall go mad; [10] => And his unbookish jealousy must construe [11] => Poor Cassio's smiles, gestures and light behavior, [12] => Quite in the wrong. How do you now, lieutenant? ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => OTHELLO retires [1] => Re-enter CASSIO ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The worser that you give me the addition [1] => Whose want even kills me. ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ply Desdemona well, and you are sure on't. [1] => Now, if this suit lay in Bianco's power, [2] => How quickly should you speed! ) [STAGEDIR] => Speaking lower ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Alas, poor caitiff! ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Look, how he laughs already! ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => I never knew woman love man so. ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Alas, poor rogue! I think, i' faith, she loves me. ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Now he denies it faintly, and laughs it out. ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Do you hear, Cassio? ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now he importunes him [1] => To tell it o'er: go to; well said, well said. ) ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => She gives it out that you shall marry hey: [1] => Do you intend it? ) ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Ha, ha, ha! ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Do you triumph, Roman? do you triumph? ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I marry her! what? a customer! Prithee, bear some [1] => charity to my wit: do not think it so unwholesome. [2] => Ha, ha, ha! ) ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => So, so, so, so: they laugh that win. ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => 'Faith, the cry goes that you shall marry her. ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Prithee, say true. ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => I am a very villain else. ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Have you scored me? Well. ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This is the monkey's own giving out: she is [1] => persuaded I will marry her, out of her own love and [2] => flattery, not out of my promise. ) ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Iago beckons me; now he begins the story. ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => She was here even now; she haunts me in every place. [1] => I was the other day talking on the sea-bank with [2] => certain Venetians; and thither comes the bauble, [3] => and, by this hand, she falls me thus about my neck-- ) ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Crying 'O dear Cassio!' as it were: his gesture [1] => imports it. ) ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So hangs, and lolls, and weeps upon me; so hales, [1] => and pulls me: ha, ha, ha! ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now he tells how she plucked him to my chamber. O, [1] => I see that nose of yours, but not that dog I shall [2] => throw it to. ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Well, I must leave her company. ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Before me! look, where she comes. ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis such another fitchew! marry a perfumed one. [1] => What do you mean by this haunting of me? ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter BIANCA ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let the devil and his dam haunt you! What did you [1] => mean by that same handkerchief you gave me even now? [2] => I was a fine fool to take it. I must take out the [3] => work?--A likely piece of work, that you should find [4] => it in your chamber, and not know who left it there! [5] => This is some minx's token, and I must take out the [6] => work? There; give it your hobby-horse: wheresoever [7] => you had it, I'll take out no work on't. ) ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => How now, my sweet Bianca! how now! how now! ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => By heaven, that should be my handkerchief! ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => An you'll come to supper to-night, you may; an you [1] => will not, come when you are next prepared for. ) ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => After her, after her. ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => 'Faith, I must; she'll rail in the street else. ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Will you sup there? ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => 'Faith, I intend so. ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, I may chance to see you; for I would very fain [1] => speak with you. ) ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Prithee, come; will you? ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Go to; say no more. ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Advancing ) ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Did you perceive how he laughed at his vice? ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => O Iago! ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => And did you see the handkerchief? ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Was that mine? ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yours by this hand: and to see how he prizes the [1] => foolish woman your wife! she gave it him, and he [2] => hath given it his whore. ) ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I would have him nine years a-killing. [1] => A fine woman! a fair woman! a sweet woman! ) ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Nay, you must forget that. ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, let her rot, and perish, and be damned to-night; [1] => for she shall not live: no, my heart is turned to [2] => stone; I strike it, and it hurts my hand. O, the [3] => world hath not a sweeter creature: she might lie by [4] => an emperor's side and command him tasks. ) ) [86] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Nay, that's not your way. ) [87] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hang her! I do but say what she is: so delicate [1] => with her needle: an admirable musician: O! she [2] => will sing the savageness out of a bear: of so high [3] => and plenteous wit and invention:-- ) ) [88] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => She's the worse for all this. ) [89] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, a thousand thousand times: and then, of so [1] => gentle a condition! ) ) [90] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Ay, too gentle. ) [91] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, that's certain: but yet the pity of it, Iago! [1] => O Iago, the pity of it, Iago! ) ) [92] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If you are so fond over her iniquity, give her [1] => patent to offend; for, if it touch not you, it comes [2] => near nobody. ) ) [93] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => I will chop her into messes: cuckold me! ) [94] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => O, 'tis foul in her. ) [95] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => With mine officer! ) [96] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => That's fouler. ) [97] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Get me some poison, Iago; this night: I'll not [1] => expostulate with her, lest her body and beauty [2] => unprovide my mind again: this night, Iago. ) ) [98] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Do it not with poison, strangle her in her bed, even [1] => the bed she hath contaminated. ) ) [99] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Good, good: the justice of it pleases: very good. ) [100] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And for Cassio, let me be his undertaker: you [1] => shall hear more by midnight. ) ) [101] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Excellent good. [1] => What trumpet is that same? ) [STAGEDIR] => A trumpet within ) [102] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Something from Venice, sure. 'Tis Lodovico [1] => Come from the duke: and, see, your wife is with him. ) ) [103] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => Save you, worthy general! ) [104] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => With all my heart, sir. ) [105] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => The duke and senators of Venice greet you. ) [106] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => I kiss the instrument of their pleasures. ) [107] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => And what's the news, good cousin Lodovico? ) [108] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am very glad to see you, signior [1] => Welcome to Cyprus. ) ) [109] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => I thank you. How does Lieutenant Cassio? ) [110] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Lives, sir. ) [111] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Cousin, there's fall'n between him and my lord [1] => An unkind breach: but you shall make all well. ) ) [112] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Are you sure of that? ) [113] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => My lord? ) [114] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Reads ) ) [115] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He did not call; he's busy in the paper. [1] => Is there division 'twixt my lord and Cassio? ) ) [116] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A most unhappy one: I would do much [1] => To atone them, for the love I bear to Cassio. ) ) [117] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Fire and brimstone! ) [118] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => My lord? ) [119] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Are you wise? ) [120] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => What, is he angry? ) [121] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => May be the letter moved him; [1] => For, as I think, they do command him home, [2] => Deputing Cassio in his government. ) ) [122] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Trust me, I am glad on't. ) [123] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Indeed! ) [124] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => My lord? ) [125] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => I am glad to see you mad. ) [126] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Why, sweet Othello,-- ) [127] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Striking her ) ) [128] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => I have not deserved this. ) [129] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, this would not be believed in Venice, [1] => Though I should swear I saw't: 'tis very much: [2] => Make her amends; she weeps. ) ) [130] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O devil, devil! [1] => If that the earth could teem with woman's tears, [2] => Each drop she falls would prove a crocodile. [3] => Out of my sight! ) ) [131] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => I will not stay to offend you. ) [132] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Truly, an obedient lady: [1] => I do beseech your lordship, call her back. ) ) [133] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Mistress! ) [134] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => My lord? ) [135] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => What would you with her, sir? ) [136] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => Who, I, my lord? ) [137] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay; you did wish that I would make her turn: [1] => Sir, she can turn, and turn, and yet go on, [2] => And turn again; and she can weep, sir, weep; [3] => And she's obedient, as you say, obedient, [4] => Very obedient. Proceed you in your tears. [5] => Concerning this, sir,--O well-painted passion!-- [6] => I am commanded home. Get you away; [7] => I'll send for you anon. Sir, I obey the mandate, [8] => And will return to Venice. Hence, avaunt! [9] => Cassio shall have my place. And, sir, tonight, [10] => I do entreat that we may sup together: [11] => You are welcome, sir, to Cyprus.--Goats and monkeys! ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit DESDEMONA ) [138] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Is this the noble Moor whom our full senate [1] => Call all in all sufficient? Is this the nature [2] => Whom passion could not shake? whose solid virtue [3] => The shot of accident, nor dart of chance, [4] => Could neither graze nor pierce? ) ) [139] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => He is much changed. ) [140] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => Are his wits safe? is he not light of brain? ) [141] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He's that he is: I may not breathe my censure [1] => What he might be: if what he might he is not, [2] => I would to heaven he were! ) ) [142] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => What, strike his wife! ) [143] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Faith, that was not so well; yet would I knew [1] => That stroke would prove the worst! ) ) [144] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Is it his use? [1] => Or did the letters work upon his blood, [2] => And new-create this fault? ) ) [145] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Alas, alas! [1] => It is not honesty in me to speak [2] => What I have seen and known. You shall observe him, [3] => And his own courses will denote him so [4] => That I may save my speech: do but go after, [5] => And mark how he continues. ) ) [146] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => I am sorry that I am deceived in him. ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. A room in the castle. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter OTHELLO and EMILIA [1] => Enter DESDEMONA with EMILIA [2] => Exit EMILIA [3] => Exit [4] => Exit [5] => Re-enter EMILIA with IAGO [6] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => You have seen nothing then? ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Nor ever heard, nor ever did suspect. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Yes, you have seen Cassio and she together. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But then I saw no harm, and then I heard [1] => Each syllable that breath made up between them. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => What, did they never whisper? ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Never, my lord. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Nor send you out o' the way? ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Never. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => To fetch her fan, her gloves, her mask, nor nothing? ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Never, my lord. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => That's strange. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I durst, my lord, to wager she is honest, [1] => Lay down my soul at stake: if you think other, [2] => Remove your thought; it doth abuse your bosom. [3] => If any wretch have put this in your head, [4] => Let heaven requite it with the serpent's curse! [5] => For, if she be not honest, chaste, and true, [6] => There's no man happy; the purest of their wives [7] => Is foul as slander. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Bid her come hither: go. [1] => She says enough; yet she's a simple bawd [2] => That cannot say as much. This is a subtle whore, [3] => A closet lock and key of villanous secrets [4] => And yet she'll kneel and pray; I have seen her do't. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit EMILIA ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => My lord, what is your will? ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Pray, chuck, come hither. ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => What is your pleasure? ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let me see your eyes; [1] => Look in my face. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => What horrible fancy's this? ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To EMILIA ) [1] => Leave procreants alone and shut the door; [2] => Cough, or cry 'hem,' if any body come: [3] => Your mystery, your mystery: nay, dispatch. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Upon my knees, what doth your speech import? [1] => I understand a fury in your words. [2] => But not the words. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Why, what art thou? ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Your wife, my lord; your true [1] => And loyal wife. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, swear it, damn thyself [1] => Lest, being like one of heaven, the devils themselves [2] => Should fear to seize thee: therefore be double damn'd: [3] => Swear thou art honest. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Heaven doth truly know it. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Heaven truly knows that thou art false as hell. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => To whom, my lord? with whom? how am I false? ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => O Desdemona! away! away! away! ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Alas the heavy day! Why do you weep? [1] => Am I the motive of these tears, my lord? [2] => If haply you my father do suspect [3] => An instrument of this your calling back, [4] => Lay not your blame on me: If you have lost him, [5] => Why, I have lost him too. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Had it pleased heaven [1] => To try me with affliction; had they rain'd [2] => All kinds of sores and shames on my bare head. [3] => Steep'd me in poverty to the very lips, [4] => Given to captivity me and my utmost hopes, [5] => I should have found in some place of my soul [6] => A drop of patience: but, alas, to make me [7] => A fixed figure for the time of scorn [8] => To point his slow unmoving finger at! [9] => Yet could I bear that too; well, very well: [10] => But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, [11] => Where either I must live, or bear no life; [12] => The fountain from the which my current runs, [13] => Or else dries up; to be discarded thence! [14] => Or keep it as a cistern for foul toads [15] => To knot and gender in! Turn thy complexion there, [16] => Patience, thou young and rose-lipp'd cherubin,-- [17] => Ay, there, look grim as hell! ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => I hope my noble lord esteems me honest. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, ay; as summer flies are in the shambles, [1] => That quicken even with blowing. O thou weed, [2] => Who art so lovely fair and smell'st so sweet [3] => That the sense aches at thee, would thou hadst [4] => ne'er been born! ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Alas, what ignorant sin have I committed? ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Was this fair paper, this most goodly book, [1] => Made to write 'whore' upon? What committed! [2] => Committed! O thou public commoner! [3] => I should make very forges of my cheeks, [4] => That would to cinders burn up modesty, [5] => Did I but speak thy deeds. What committed! [6] => Heaven stops the nose at it and the moon winks, [7] => The bawdy wind that kisses all it meets [8] => Is hush'd within the hollow mine of earth, [9] => And will not hear it. What committed! [10] => Impudent strumpet! ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => By heaven, you do me wrong. ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Are you not a strumpet? ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, as I am a Christian: [1] => If to preserve this vessel for my lord [2] => From any other foul unlawful touch [3] => Be not to be a strumpet, I am none. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => What, not a whore? ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => No, as I shall be saved. ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Is't possible? ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => O, heaven forgive us! ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I cry you mercy, then: [1] => I took you for that cunning whore of Venice [2] => That married with Othello. [3] => You, mistress, [4] => That have the office opposite to Saint Peter, [5] => And keep the gate of hell! [6] => You, you, ay, you! [7] => We have done our course; there's money for your pains: [8] => I pray you, turn the key and keep our counsel. ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Raising his voice [1] => Re-enter EMILIA ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Alas, what does this gentleman conceive? [1] => How do you, madam? how do you, my good lady? ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => 'Faith, half asleep. ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Good madam, what's the matter with my lord? ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => With who? ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Why, with my lord, madam. ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Who is thy lord? ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => He that is yours, sweet lady. ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I have none: do not talk to me, Emilia; [1] => I cannot weep; nor answer have I none, [2] => But what should go by water. Prithee, tonight [3] => Lay on my bed my wedding sheets: remember; [4] => And call thy husband hither. ) ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Here's a change indeed! ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis meet I should be used so, very meet. [1] => How have I been behaved, that he might stick [2] => The small'st opinion on my least misuse? ) ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What is your pleasure, madam? [1] => How is't with you? ) ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I cannot tell. Those that do teach young babes [1] => Do it with gentle means and easy tasks: [2] => He might have chid me so; for, in good faith, [3] => I am a child to chiding. ) ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => What's the matter, lady? ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Alas, Iago, my lord hath so bewhored her. [1] => Thrown such despite and heavy terms upon her, [2] => As true hearts cannot bear. ) ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Am I that name, Iago? ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => What name, fair lady? ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Such as she says my lord did say I was. ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He call'd her whore: a beggar in his drink [1] => Could not have laid such terms upon his callat. ) ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Why did he so? ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => I do not know; I am sure I am none such. ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Do not weep, do not weep. Alas the day! ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hath she forsook so many noble matches, [1] => Her father and her country and her friends, [2] => To be call'd whore? would it not make one weep? ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => It is my wretched fortune. ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Beshrew him for't! [1] => How comes this trick upon him? ) ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Nay, heaven doth know. ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will be hang'd, if some eternal villain, [1] => Some busy and insinuating rogue, [2] => Some cogging, cozening slave, to get some office, [3] => Have not devised this slander; I'll be hang'd else. ) ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Fie, there is no such man; it is impossible. ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => If any such there be, heaven pardon him! ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A halter pardon him! and hell gnaw his bones! [1] => Why should he call her whore? who keeps her company? [2] => What place? what time? what form? what likelihood? [3] => The Moor's abused by some most villanous knave, [4] => Some base notorious knave, some scurvy fellow. [5] => O heaven, that such companions thou'ldst unfold, [6] => And put in every honest hand a whip [7] => To lash the rascals naked through the world [8] => Even from the east to the west! ) ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Speak within door. ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, fie upon them! Some such squire he was [1] => That turn'd your wit the seamy side without, [2] => And made you to suspect me with the Moor. ) ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => You are a fool; go to. ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O good Iago, [1] => What shall I do to win my lord again? [2] => Good friend, go to him; for, by this light of heaven, [3] => I know not how I lost him. Here I kneel: [4] => If e'er my will did trespass 'gainst his love, [5] => Either in discourse of thought or actual deed, [6] => Or that mine eyes, mine ears, or any sense, [7] => Delighted them in any other form; [8] => Or that I do not yet, and ever did. [9] => And ever will--though he do shake me off [10] => To beggarly divorcement--love him dearly, [11] => Comfort forswear me! Unkindness may do much; [12] => And his unkindness may defeat my life, [13] => But never taint my love. I cannot say 'whore:' [14] => It does abhor me now I speak the word; [15] => To do the act that might the addition earn [16] => Not the world's mass of vanity could make me. ) ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I pray you, be content; 'tis but his humour: [1] => The business of the state does him offence, [2] => And he does chide with you. ) ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => If 'twere no other-- ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis but so, I warrant. [1] => Hark, how these instruments summon to supper! [2] => The messengers of Venice stay the meat; [3] => Go in, and weep not; all things shall be well. [4] => How now, Roderigo! ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Trumpets within [1] => Exeunt DESDEMONA and EMILIA [2] => Enter RODERIGO ) ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => I do not find that thou dealest justly with me. ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => What in the contrary? ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Every day thou daffest me with some device, Iago; [1] => and rather, as it seems to me now, keepest from me [2] => all conveniency than suppliest me with the least [3] => advantage of hope. I will indeed no longer endure [4] => it, nor am I yet persuaded to put up in peace what [5] => already I have foolishly suffered. ) ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Will you hear me, Roderigo? ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Faith, I have heard too much, for your words and [1] => performances are no kin together. ) ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => You charge me most unjustly. ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => With nought but truth. I have wasted myself out of [1] => my means. The jewels you have had from me to [2] => deliver to Desdemona would half have corrupted a [3] => votarist: you have told me she hath received them [4] => and returned me expectations and comforts of sudden [5] => respect and acquaintance, but I find none. ) ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Well; go to; very well. ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Very well! go to! I cannot go to, man; nor 'tis [1] => not very well: nay, I think it is scurvy, and begin [2] => to find myself fobbed in it. ) ) [86] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Very well. ) [87] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I tell you 'tis not very well. I will make myself [1] => known to Desdemona: if she will return me my [2] => jewels, I will give over my suit and repent my [3] => unlawful solicitation; if not, assure yourself I [4] => will seek satisfaction of you. ) ) [88] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => You have said now. ) [89] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Ay, and said nothing but what I protest intendment of doing. ) [90] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, now I see there's mettle in thee, and even from [1] => this instant to build on thee a better opinion than [2] => ever before. Give me thy hand, Roderigo: thou hast [3] => taken against me a most just exception; but yet, I [4] => protest, I have dealt most directly in thy affair. ) ) [91] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => It hath not appeared. ) [92] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I grant indeed it hath not appeared, and your [1] => suspicion is not without wit and judgment. But, [2] => Roderigo, if thou hast that in thee indeed, which I [3] => have greater reason to believe now than ever, I mean [4] => purpose, courage and valour, this night show it: if [5] => thou the next night following enjoy not Desdemona, [6] => take me from this world with treachery and devise [7] => engines for my life. ) ) [93] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Well, what is it? is it within reason and compass? ) [94] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir, there is especial commission come from Venice [1] => to depute Cassio in Othello's place. ) ) [95] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Is that true? why, then Othello and Desdemona [1] => return again to Venice. ) ) [96] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, no; he goes into Mauritania and takes away with [1] => him the fair Desdemona, unless his abode be [2] => lingered here by some accident: wherein none can be [3] => so determinate as the removing of Cassio. ) ) [97] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => How do you mean, removing of him? ) [98] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, by making him uncapable of Othello's place; [1] => knocking out his brains. ) ) [99] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => And that you would have me to do? ) [100] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, if you dare do yourself a profit and a right. [1] => He sups to-night with a harlotry, and thither will I [2] => go to him: he knows not yet of his horrorable [3] => fortune. If you will watch his going thence, which [4] => I will fashion to fall out between twelve and one, [5] => you may take him at your pleasure: I will be near [6] => to second your attempt, and he shall fall between [7] => us. Come, stand not amazed at it, but go along with [8] => me; I will show you such a necessity in his death [9] => that you shall think yourself bound to put it on [10] => him. It is now high suppertime, and the night grows [11] => to waste: about it. ) ) [101] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => I will hear further reason for this. ) [102] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => And you shall be satisfied. ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. Another room In the castle. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter OTHELLO, LODOVICO, DESDEMONA, EMILIA and Attendants [1] => Exeunt OTHELLO, LODOVICO, and Attendants [2] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => I do beseech you, sir, trouble yourself no further. ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => O, pardon me: 'twill do me good to walk. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => Madam, good night; I humbly thank your ladyship. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Your honour is most welcome. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Will you walk, sir? [1] => O,--Desdemona,-- ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => My lord? ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Get you to bed on the instant; I will be returned [1] => forthwith: dismiss your attendant there: look it be done. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => I will, my lord. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => How goes it now? he looks gentler than he did. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He says he will return incontinent: [1] => He hath commanded me to go to bed, [2] => And bade me to dismiss you. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Dismiss me! ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It was his bidding: therefore, good Emilia,. [1] => Give me my nightly wearing, and adieu: [2] => We must not now displease him. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => I would you had never seen him! ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So would not I my love doth so approve him, [1] => That even his stubbornness, his cheques, his frowns-- [2] => Prithee, unpin me,--have grace and favour in them. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => I have laid those sheets you bade me on the bed. ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => All's one. Good faith, how foolish are our minds! [1] => If I do die before thee prithee, shroud me [2] => In one of those same sheets. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Come, come you talk. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My mother had a maid call'd Barbara: [1] => She was in love, and he she loved proved mad [2] => And did forsake her: she had a song of 'willow;' [3] => An old thing 'twas, but it express'd her fortune, [4] => And she died singing it: that song to-night [5] => Will not go from my mind; I have much to do, [6] => But to go hang my head all at one side, [7] => And sing it like poor Barbara. Prithee, dispatch. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Shall I go fetch your night-gown? ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, unpin me here. [1] => This Lodovico is a proper man. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => A very handsome man. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => He speaks well. ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know a lady in Venice would have walked barefoot [1] => to Palestine for a touch of his nether lip. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Singing ) [1] => Sing all a green willow: [2] => Her hand on her bosom, her head on her knee, [3] => Sing willow, willow, willow: [4] => The fresh streams ran by her, and murmur'd her moans; [5] => Sing willow, willow, willow; [6] => Her salt tears fell from her, and soften'd the stones; [7] => Lay by these:-- [8] => Sing willow, willow, willow; [9] => Prithee, hie thee; he'll come anon:-- [10] => Sing all a green willow must be my garland. [11] => Let nobody blame him; his scorn I approve,- [12] => Nay, that's not next.--Hark! who is't that knocks? ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Singing [1] => Singing ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => It's the wind. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Singing ) [1] => said he then? [2] => Sing willow, willow, willow: [3] => If I court moe women, you'll couch with moe men! [4] => So, get thee gone; good night Ate eyes do itch; [5] => Doth that bode weeping? ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => 'Tis neither here nor there. ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I have heard it said so. O, these men, these men! [1] => Dost thou in conscience think,--tell me, Emilia,-- [2] => That there be women do abuse their husbands [3] => In such gross kind? ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => There be some such, no question. ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Wouldst thou do such a deed for all the world? ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Why, would not you? ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => No, by this heavenly light! ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nor I neither by this heavenly light; [1] => I might do't as well i' the dark. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Wouldst thou do such a deed for all the world? ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The world's a huge thing: it is a great price. [1] => For a small vice. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => In troth, I think thou wouldst not. ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In troth, I think I should; and undo't when I had [1] => done. Marry, I would not do such a thing for a [2] => joint-ring, nor for measures of lawn, nor for [3] => gowns, petticoats, nor caps, nor any petty [4] => exhibition; but for the whole world,--why, who would [5] => not make her husband a cuckold to make him a [6] => monarch? I should venture purgatory for't. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Beshrew me, if I would do such a wrong [1] => For the whole world. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why the wrong is but a wrong i' the world: and [1] => having the world for your labour, tis a wrong in your [2] => own world, and you might quickly make it right. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => I do not think there is any such woman. ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yes, a dozen; and as many to the vantage as would [1] => store the world they played for. [2] => But I do think it is their husbands' faults [3] => If wives do fall: say that they slack their duties, [4] => And pour our treasures into foreign laps, [5] => Or else break out in peevish jealousies, [6] => Throwing restraint upon us; or say they strike us, [7] => Or scant our former having in despite; [8] => Why, we have galls, and though we have some grace, [9] => Yet have we some revenge. Let husbands know [10] => Their wives have sense like them: they see and smell [11] => And have their palates both for sweet and sour, [12] => As husbands have. What is it that they do [13] => When they change us for others? Is it sport? [14] => I think it is: and doth affection breed it? [15] => I think it doth: is't frailty that thus errs? [16] => It is so too: and have not we affections, [17] => Desires for sport, and frailty, as men have? [18] => Then let them use us well: else let them know, [19] => The ills we do, their ills instruct us so. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good night, good night: heaven me such uses send, [1] => Not to pick bad from bad, but by bad mend! ) ) ) ) ) ) [4] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT V [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. Cyprus. A street. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter IAGO and RODERIGO [1] => Retires [2] => Enter CASSIO [3] => Makes a pass at CASSIO [4] => Draws, and wounds RODERIGO [5] => IAGO from behind wounds CASSIO in the leg, and exit [6] => Falls [7] => Enter OTHELLO [8] => Exit [9] => Enter LODOVICO and GRATIANO [10] => Re-enter IAGO, with a light [11] => To LODOVICO and GRATIANO [12] => Stabs RODERIGO [13] => Enter BIANCA [14] => Enter EMILIA [15] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here, stand behind this bulk; straight will he come: [1] => Wear thy good rapier bare, and put it home: [2] => Quick, quick; fear nothing; I'll be at thy elbow: [3] => It makes us, or it mars us; think on that, [4] => And fix most firm thy resolution. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Be near at hand; I may miscarry in't. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Here, at thy hand: be bold, and take thy stand. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I have no great devotion to the deed; [1] => And yet he hath given me satisfying reasons: [2] => 'Tis but a man gone. Forth, my sword: he dies. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I have rubb'd this young quat almost to the sense, [1] => And he grows angry. Now, whether he kill Cassio, [2] => Or Cassio him, or each do kill the other, [3] => Every way makes my gain: live Roderigo, [4] => He calls me to a restitution large [5] => Of gold and jewels that I bobb'd from him, [6] => As gifts to Desdemona; [7] => It must not be: if Cassio do remain, [8] => He hath a daily beauty in his life [9] => That makes me ugly; and, besides, the Moor [10] => May unfold me to him; there stand I in much peril: [11] => No, he must die. But so: I hear him coming. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => I know his gait, 'tis he.--Villain, thou diest! ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That thrust had been mine enemy indeed, [1] => But that my coat is better than thou know'st [2] => I will make proof of thine. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => O, I am slain! ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => I am maim'd for ever. Help, ho! murder! murder! ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => The voice of Cassio: Iago keeps his word. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => O, villain that I am! ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => It is even so. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => O, help, ho! light! a surgeon! ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis he:--O brave Iago, honest and just, [1] => That hast such noble sense of thy friend's wrong! [2] => Thou teachest me. Minion, your dear lies dead, [3] => And your unblest fate hies: strumpet, I come. [4] => Forth of my heart those charms, thine eyes, are blotted; [5] => Thy bed, lust-stain'd, shall with lust's blood be spotted. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => What, ho! no watch? no passage? murder! murder! ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => 'Tis some mischance; the cry is very direful. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => O, help! ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => Hark! ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => O wretched villain! ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Two or three groan: it is a heavy night: [1] => These may be counterfeits: let's think't unsafe [2] => To come in to the cry without more help. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => Nobody come? then shall I bleed to death. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => Hark! ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Here's one comes in his shirt, with light and weapons. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Who's there? whose noise is this that ones on murder? ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => We do not know. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Did not you hear a cry? ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Here, here! for heaven's sake, help me! ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => What's the matter? ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => This is Othello's ancient, as I take it. ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => The same indeed; a very valiant fellow. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => What are you here that cry so grievously? ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Iago? O, I am spoil'd, undone by villains! [1] => Give me some help. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => O me, lieutenant! what villains have done this? ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I think that one of them is hereabout, [1] => And cannot make away. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O treacherous villains! [1] => What are you there? come in, and give some help. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => O, help me here! ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => That's one of them. ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => O murderous slave! O villain! ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RODERIGO [LINE] => O damn'd Iago! O inhuman dog! ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Kill men i' the dark!--Where be these bloody thieves?-- [1] => How silent is this town!--Ho! murder! murder!-- [2] => What may you be? are you of good or evil? ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => As you shall prove us, praise us. ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Signior Lodovico? ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => He, sir. ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => I cry you mercy. Here's Cassio hurt by villains. ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Cassio! ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => How is't, brother! ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => My leg is cut in two. ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Marry, heaven forbid! [1] => Light, gentlemen; I'll bind it with my shirt. ) ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => What is the matter, ho? who is't that cried? ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Who is't that cried! ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O my dear Cassio! my sweet Cassio! O Cassio, [1] => Cassio, Cassio! ) ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O notable strumpet! Cassio, may you suspect [1] => Who they should be that have thus many led you? ) ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => No. ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => I am to find you thus: I have been to seek you. ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lend me a garter. So. O, for a chair, [1] => To bear him easily hence! ) ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Alas, he faints! O Cassio, Cassio, Cassio! ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Gentlemen all, I do suspect this trash [1] => To be a party in this injury. [2] => Patience awhile, good Cassio. Come, come; [3] => Lend me a light. Know we this face or no? [4] => Alas my friend and my dear countryman [5] => Roderigo! no:--yes, sure: O heaven! Roderigo. ) ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => What, of Venice? ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Even he, sir; did you know him? ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Know him! ay. ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Signior Gratiano? I cry you gentle pardon; [1] => These bloody accidents must excuse my manners, [2] => That so neglected you. ) ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => I am glad to see you. ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => How do you, Cassio? O, a chair, a chair! ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Roderigo! ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He, he 'tis he. [1] => O, that's well said; the chair! ) [STAGEDIR] => A chair brought in ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Some good man bear him carefully from hence; [1] => I'll fetch the general's surgeon. [2] => For you, mistress, [3] => Save you your labour. He that lies slain [4] => here, Cassio, [5] => Was my dear friend: what malice was between you? ) [STAGEDIR] => To BIANCA ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => None in the world; nor do I know the man. ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To BIANCA ) [1] => o' the air. [2] => Stay you, good gentlemen. Look you pale, mistress? [3] => Do you perceive the gastness of her eye? [4] => Nay, if you stare, we shall hear more anon. [5] => Behold her well; I pray you, look upon her: [6] => Do you see, gentlemen? nay, guiltiness will speak, [7] => Though tongues were out of use. ) [STAGEDIR] => CASSIO and RODERIGO are borne off ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => 'Las, what's the matter? what's the matter, husband? ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Cassio hath here been set on in the dark [1] => By Roderigo and fellows that are scaped: [2] => He's almost slain, and Roderigo dead. ) ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Alas, good gentleman! alas, good Cassio! ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This is the fruit of whoring. Prithee, Emilia, [1] => Go know of Cassio where he supp'd to-night. [2] => What, do you shake at that? ) [STAGEDIR] => To BIANCA ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => He supp'd at my house; but I therefore shake not. ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => O, did he so? I charge you, go with me. ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Fie, fie upon thee, strumpet! ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BIANCA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am no strumpet; but of life as honest [1] => As you that thus abuse me. ) ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => As I! foh! fie upon thee! ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Kind gentlemen, let's go see poor Cassio dress'd. [1] => Come, mistress, you must tell's another tale. [2] => Emilia run you to the citadel, [3] => And tell my lord and lady what hath happ'd. [4] => Will you go on? I pray. [5] => This is the night [6] => That either makes me or fordoes me quite. ) [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. A bedchamber in the castle: DESDEMONA in bed asleep; a light burning. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter OTHELLO [1] => He stifles her [2] => Dies [3] => Enter MONTANO, GRATIANO, IAGO, and others [4] => He falls on the bed [5] => IAGO offers to stab EMILIA [6] => He runs at IAGO IAGO, from behind, stabs EMILIA, and exit [7] => Exeunt MONTANO and GRATIANO [8] => Dies [9] => Re-enter GRATIANO [10] => Enter LODOVICO. MONTANO, CASSIO carried in a chair, and Officers with IAGO, prisoner [11] => Wounds IAGO [12] => Stabs himself [13] => Falls on the bed, and dies [14] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul,-- [1] => Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars!-- [2] => It is the cause. Yet I'll not shed her blood; [3] => Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow, [4] => And smooth as monumental alabaster. [5] => Yet she must die, else she'll betray more men. [6] => Put out the light, and then put out the light: [7] => If I quench thee, thou flaming minister, [8] => I can again thy former light restore, [9] => Should I repent me: but once put out thy light, [10] => Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, [11] => I know not where is that Promethean heat [12] => That can thy light relume. When I have pluck'd the rose, [13] => I cannot give it vital growth again. [14] => It must needs wither: I'll smell it on the tree. [15] => Ah balmy breath, that dost almost persuade [16] => Justice to break her sword! One more, one more. [17] => Be thus when thou art dead, and I will kill thee, [18] => And love thee after. One more, and this the last: [19] => So sweet was ne'er so fatal. I must weep, [20] => But they are cruel tears: this sorrow's heavenly; [21] => It strikes where it doth love. She wakes. ) [STAGEDIR] => Kissing her ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Who's there? Othello? ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Ay. Desdemona. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Will you come to bed, my lord? ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Have you pray'd to-night, Desdemona? ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Ay, my lord. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If you bethink yourself of any crime [1] => Unreconciled as yet to heaven and grace, [2] => Solicit for it straight. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Alas, my lord, what do you mean by that? ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, do it, and be brief; I will walk by: [1] => I would not kill thy unprepared spirit; [2] => No; heaven forfend! I would not kill thy soul. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Talk you of killing? ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Ay, I do. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then heaven [1] => Have mercy on me! ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Amen, with all my heart! ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => If you say so, I hope you will not kill me. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Hum! ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And yet I fear you; for you are fatal then [1] => When your eyes roll so: why I should fear I know not, [2] => Since guiltiness I know not; but yet I feel I fear. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Think on thy sins. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => They are loves I bear to you. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Ay, and for that thou diest. ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That death's unnatural that kills for loving. [1] => Alas, why gnaw you so your nether lip? [2] => Some bloody passion shakes your very frame: [3] => These are portents; but yet I hope, I hope, [4] => They do not point on me. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Peace, and be still! ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => I will so. What's the matter? ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That handkerchief which I so loved and gave thee [1] => Thou gavest to Cassio. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, by my life and soul! [1] => Send for the man, and ask him. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sweet soul, take heed, [1] => Take heed of perjury; thou art on thy deathbed. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Ay, but not yet to die. ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yes, presently: [1] => Therefore confess thee freely of thy sin; [2] => For to deny each article with oath [3] => Cannot remove nor choke the strong conception [4] => That I do groan withal. Thou art to die. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Then Lord have mercy on me! ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => I say, amen. ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And have you mercy too! I never did [1] => Offend you in my life; never loved Cassio [2] => But with such general warranty of heaven [3] => As I might love: I never gave him token. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => By heaven, I saw my handkerchief in's hand. [1] => O perjured woman! thou dost stone my heart, [2] => And makest me call what I intend to do [3] => A murder, which I thought a sacrifice: [4] => I saw the handkerchief. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He found it then; [1] => I never gave it him: send for him hither; [2] => Let him confess a truth. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => He hath confess'd. ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => What, my lord? ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => That he hath used thee. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => How? unlawfully? ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Ay. ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => He will not say so. ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, his mouth is stopp'd; [1] => Honest Iago hath ta'en order for't. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => O! my fear interprets: what, is he dead? ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Had all his hairs been lives, my great revenge [1] => Had stomach for them all. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Alas! he is betray'd and I undone. ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Out, strumpet! weep'st thou for him to my face? ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => O, banish me, my lord, but kill me not! ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Down, strumpet! ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Kill me to-morrow: let me live to-night! ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Nay, if you strive-- ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => But half an hour! ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Being done, there is no pause. ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => But while I say one prayer! ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => It is too late. ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Within ) ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What noise is this? Not dead? not yet quite dead? [1] => I that am cruel am yet merciful; [2] => I would not have thee linger in thy pain: So, so. ) ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Within ) ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Who's there? ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Within ) ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yes: 'tis Emilia. By and by. She's dead. [1] => 'Tis like she comes to speak of Cassio's death.-- [2] => The noise was here. Ha! no more moving? [3] => Still as the grave. Shall she come in? were't good?-- [4] => I think she stirs again:--no. What's best to do? [5] => If she come in, she'll sure speak to my wife: [6] => My wife! my wife! what wife? I have no wife. [7] => O insupportable! O heavy hour! [8] => Methinks it should be now a huge eclipse [9] => Of sun and moon, and that the affrighted globe [10] => Should yawn at alteration. ) ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Within ) [1] => That I may speak with you, O, good my lord! ) ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I had forgot thee: O, come in, Emilia; [1] => Soft; by and by. Let me the curtains draw. [2] => Where art thou? [3] => What's the matter with thee now? ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Unlocks the door [1] => Enter EMILIA ) ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => O, my good lord, yonder's foul murders done! ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => What, now? ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => But now, my lord. ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is the very error of the moon; [1] => She comes more nearer earth than she was wont, [2] => And makes men mad. ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Cassio, my lord, hath kill'd a young Venetian [1] => Call'd Roderigo. ) ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Roderigo kill'd! [1] => And Cassio kill'd! ) ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => No, Cassio is not kill'd. ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Not Cassio kill'd! then murder's out of tune, [1] => And sweet revenge grows harsh. ) ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => O, falsely, falsely murder'd! ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Alas, what cry is that? ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => That! what? ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Out, and alas! that was my lady's voice. [1] => Help! help, ho! help! O lady, speak again! [2] => Sweet Desdemona! O sweet mistress, speak! ) ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => A guiltless death I die. ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => O, who hath done this deed? ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DESDEMONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nobody; I myself. Farewell [1] => Commend me to my kind lord: O, farewell! ) ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Why, how should she be murder'd? ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Alas, who knows? ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => You heard her say herself, it was not I. ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => She said so: I must needs report the truth. ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => She's, like a liar, gone to burning hell: [1] => 'Twas I that kill'd her. ) ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, the more angel she, [1] => And you the blacker devil! ) ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => She turn'd to folly, and she was a whore. ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Thou dost belie her, and thou art a devil. ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => She was false as water. ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou art rash as fire, to say [1] => That she was false: O, she was heavenly true! ) ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Cassio did top her; ask thy husband else. [1] => O, I were damn'd beneath all depth in hell, [2] => But that I did proceed upon just grounds [3] => To this extremity. Thy husband knew it all. ) ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => My husband! ) [86] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Thy husband. ) [87] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => That she was false to wedlock? ) [88] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, with Cassio. Nay, had she been true, [1] => If heaven would make me such another world [2] => Of one entire and Perfect chrysolite, [3] => I'ld not have sold her for it. ) ) [89] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => My husband! ) [90] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, 'twas he that told me first: [1] => An honest man he is, and hates the slime [2] => That sticks on filthy deeds. ) ) [91] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => My husband! ) [92] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => What needs this iteration, woman? I say thy husband. ) [93] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O mistress, villany hath made mocks with love, [1] => My husband say that she was false! ) ) [94] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He, woman; [1] => I say thy husband: dost understand the word? [2] => My friend, thy husband, honest, honest Iago. ) ) [95] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If he say so, may his pernicious soul [1] => Rot half a grain a day! he lies to the heart: [2] => She was too fond of her most filthy bargain. ) ) [96] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Ha! ) [97] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Do thy worst: [1] => This deed of thine is no more worthy heaven [2] => Than thou wast worthy her. ) ) [98] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Peace, you were best. ) [99] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou hast not half that power to do me harm [1] => As I have to be hurt. O gull! O dolt! [2] => As ignorant as dirt! thou hast done a deed-- [3] => I care not for thy sword; I'll make thee known, [4] => Though I lost twenty lives.--Help! help, ho! help! [5] => The Moor hath kill'd my mistress! Murder! murder! ) ) [100] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => What is the matter? How now, general! ) [101] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, are you come, Iago? you have done well, [1] => That men must lay their murders on your neck. ) ) [102] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => What is the matter? ) [103] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Disprove this villain, if thou be'st a man: [1] => He says thou told'st him that his wife was false: [2] => I know thou didst not, thou'rt not such a villain: [3] => Speak, for my heart is full. ) ) [104] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I told him what I thought, and told no more [1] => Than what he found himself was apt and true. ) ) [105] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => But did you ever tell him she was false? ) [106] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => I did. ) [107] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You told a lie, an odious, damned lie; [1] => Upon my soul, a lie, a wicked lie. [2] => She false with Cassio!--did you say with Cassio? ) ) [108] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => With Cassio, mistress. Go to, charm your tongue. ) [109] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will not charm my tongue; I am bound to speak: [1] => My mistress here lies murder'd in her bed,-- ) ) [110] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => All [LINE] => O heavens forfend! ) [111] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => And your reports have set the murder on. ) [112] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Nay, stare not, masters: it is true, indeed. ) [113] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => 'Tis a strange truth. ) [114] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => O monstrous act! ) [115] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Villany, villany, villany! [1] => I think upon't, I think: I smell't: O villany!-- [2] => I thought so then:--I'll kill myself for grief:-- [3] => O villany, villany! ) ) [116] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => What, are you mad? I charge you, get you home. ) [117] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good gentlemen, let me have leave to speak: [1] => 'Tis proper I obey him, but not now. [2] => Perchance, Iago, I will ne'er go home. ) ) [118] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => O! O! O! ) [119] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, lay thee down and roar; [1] => For thou hast kill'd the sweetest innocent [2] => That e'er did lift up eye. ) ) [120] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Rising ) [1] => I scarce did know you, uncle: there lies your niece, [2] => Whose breath, indeed, these hands have newly stopp'd: [3] => I know this act shows horrible and grim. ) ) [121] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Poor Desdemona! I am glad thy father's dead: [1] => Thy match was mortal to him, and pure grief [2] => Shore his old thread in twain: did he live now, [3] => This sight would make him do a desperate turn, [4] => Yea, curse his better angel from his side, [5] => And fall to reprobation. ) ) [122] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis pitiful; but yet Iago knows [1] => That she with Cassio hath the act of shame [2] => A thousand times committed; Cassio confess'd it: [3] => And she did gratify his amorous works [4] => With that recognizance and pledge of love [5] => Which I first gave her; I saw it in his hand: [6] => It was a handkerchief, an antique token [7] => My father gave my mother. ) ) [123] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => O heaven! O heavenly powers! ) [124] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Come, hold your peace. ) [125] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Twill out, 'twill out: I peace! [1] => No, I will speak as liberal as the north: [2] => Let heaven and men and devils, let them all, [3] => All, all, cry shame against me, yet I'll speak. ) ) [126] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Be wise, and get you home. ) [127] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => I will not. ) [128] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fie! [1] => Your sword upon a woman? ) ) [129] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O thou dull Moor! that handkerchief thou speak'st of [1] => I found by fortune and did give my husband; [2] => For often, with a solemn earnestness, [3] => More than indeed belong'd to such a trifle, [4] => He begg'd of me to steal it. ) ) [130] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Villanous whore! ) [131] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => She give it Cassio! no, alas! I found it, [1] => And I did give't my husband. ) ) [132] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Filth, thou liest! ) [133] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => By heaven, I do not, I do not, gentlemen. [1] => O murderous coxcomb! what should such a fool [2] => Do with so good a woman? ) ) [134] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Are there no stones in heaven [1] => But what serve for the thunder?--Precious villain! ) ) [135] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => The woman falls; sure, he hath kill'd his wife. ) [136] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Ay, ay: O, lay me by my mistress' side. ) [137] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => He's gone, but his wife's kill'd. ) [138] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis a notorious villain. Take you this weapon, [1] => Which I have here recover'd from the Moor: [2] => Come, guard the door without; let him not pass, [3] => But kill him rather. I'll after that same villain, [4] => For 'tis a damned slave. ) ) [139] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am not valiant neither, [1] => But ever puny whipster gets my sword: [2] => But why should honour outlive honesty? [3] => Let it go all. ) ) [140] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EMILIA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What did thy song bode, lady? [1] => Hark, canst thou hear me? I will play the swan. [2] => And die in music. [3] => Willow, willow, willow,-- [4] => Moor, she was chaste; she loved thee, cruel Moor; [5] => So come my soul to bliss, as I speak true; [6] => So speaking as I think, I die, I die. ) [STAGEDIR] => Singing ) [141] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I have another weapon in this chamber; [1] => It is a sword of Spain, the ice-brook's temper:-- [2] => O, here it is. Uncle, I must come forth. ) ) [142] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Within ) [1] => Thou hast no weapon, and perforce must suffer. ) ) [143] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Look in upon me then and speak with me, [1] => Or, naked as I am, I will assault thee. ) ) [144] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => What is the matter? ) [145] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Behold, I have a weapon; [1] => A better never did itself sustain [2] => Upon a soldier's thigh: I have seen the day, [3] => That, with this little arm and this good sword, [4] => I have made my way through more impediments [5] => Than twenty times your stop: but, O vain boast! [6] => Who can control his fate? 'tis not so now. [7] => Be not afraid, though you do see me weapon'd; [8] => Here is my journey's end, here is my butt, [9] => And very sea-mark of my utmost sail. [10] => Do you go back dismay'd? 'tis a lost fear; [11] => Man but a rush against Othello's breast, [12] => And he retires. Where should Othello go? [13] => Now, how dost thou look now? O ill-starr'd wench! [14] => Pale as thy smock! when we shall meet at compt, [15] => This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, [16] => And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl! [17] => Even like thy chastity. O cursed slave! [18] => Whip me, ye devils, [19] => From the possession of this heavenly sight! [20] => Blow me about in winds! roast me in sulphur! [21] => Wash me in steep-down gulfs of liquid fire! [22] => O Desdemona! Desdemona! dead! [23] => Oh! Oh! Oh! ) ) [146] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => Where is this rash and most unfortunate man? ) [147] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => That's he that was Othello: here I am. ) [148] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => Where is that viper? bring the villain forth. ) [149] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I look down towards his feet; but that's a fable. [1] => If that thou best a devil, I cannot kill thee. ) ) [150] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => Wrench his sword from him. ) [151] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => I bleed, sir; but not kill'd. ) [152] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am not sorry neither: I'ld have thee live; [1] => For, in my sense, 'tis happiness to die. ) ) [153] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O thou Othello, thou wert once so good, [1] => Fall'n in the practise of a damned slave, [2] => What shall be said to thee? ) ) [154] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, any thing: [1] => An honourable murderer, if you will; [2] => For nought I did in hate, but all in honour. ) ) [155] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This wretch hath part confess'd his villany: [1] => Did you and he consent in Cassio's death? ) ) [156] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Ay. ) [157] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Dear general, I never gave you cause. ) [158] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I do believe it, and I ask your pardon. [1] => Will you, I pray, demand that demi-devil [2] => Why he hath thus ensnared my soul and body? ) ) [159] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IAGO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Demand me nothing: what you know, you know: [1] => From this time forth I never will speak word. ) ) [160] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => What, not to pray? ) [161] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => Torments will ope your lips. ) [162] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Well, thou dost best. ) [163] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir, you shall understand what hath befall'n, [1] => Which, as I think, you know not. Here is a letter [2] => Found in the pocket of the slain Roderigo; [3] => And here another: the one of them imports [4] => The death of Cassio to be undertook [5] => By Roderigo. ) ) [164] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => O villain! ) [165] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Most heathenish and most gross! ) [166] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now here's another discontented paper, [1] => Found in his pocket too; and this, it seems, [2] => Roderigo meant to have sent this damned villain; [3] => But that belike Iago in the interim [4] => Came in and satisfied him. ) ) [167] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O the pernicious caitiff! [1] => How came you, Cassio, by that handkerchief [2] => That was my wife's? ) ) [168] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I found it in my chamber: [1] => And he himself confess'd but even now [2] => That there he dropp'd it for a special purpose [3] => Which wrought to his desire. ) ) [169] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => O fool! fool! fool! ) [170] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => There is besides in Roderigo's letter, [1] => How he upbraids Iago, that he made him [2] => Brave me upon the watch; whereon it came [3] => That I was cast: and even but now he spake, [4] => After long seeming dead, Iago hurt him, [5] => Iago set him on. ) ) [171] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You must forsake this room, and go with us: [1] => Your power and your command is taken off, [2] => And Cassio rules in Cyprus. For this slave, [3] => If there be any cunning cruelty [4] => That can torment him much and hold him long, [5] => It shall be his. You shall close prisoner rest, [6] => Till that the nature of your fault be known [7] => To the Venetian state. Come, bring him away. ) ) [172] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Soft you; a word or two before you go. [1] => I have done the state some service, and they know't. [2] => No more of that. I pray you, in your letters, [3] => When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, [4] => Speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate, [5] => Nor set down aught in malice: then must you speak [6] => Of one that loved not wisely but too well; [7] => Of one not easily jealous, but being wrought [8] => Perplex'd in the extreme; of one whose hand, [9] => Like the base Indian, threw a pearl away [10] => Richer than all his tribe; of one whose subdued eyes, [11] => Albeit unused to the melting mood, [12] => Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees [13] => Their medicinal gum. Set you down this; [14] => And say besides, that in Aleppo once, [15] => Where a malignant and a turban'd Turk [16] => Beat a Venetian and traduced the state, [17] => I took by the throat the circumcised dog, [18] => And smote him, thus. ) ) [173] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => O bloody period! ) [174] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GRATIANO [LINE] => All that's spoke is marr'd. ) [175] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OTHELLO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I kiss'd thee ere I kill'd thee: no way but this; [1] => Killing myself, to die upon a kiss. ) ) [176] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CASSIO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This did I fear, but thought he had no weapon; [1] => For he was great of heart. ) ) [177] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LODOVICO [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To IAGO ) [1] => More fell than anguish, hunger, or the sea! [2] => Look on the tragic loading of this bed; [3] => This is thy work: the object poisons sight; [4] => Let it be hid. Gratiano, keep the house, [5] => And seize upon the fortunes of the Moor, [6] => For they succeed on you. To you, lord governor, [7] => Remains the censure of this hellish villain; [8] => The time, the place, the torture: O, enforce it! [9] => Myself will straight aboard: and to the state [10] => This heavy act with heavy heart relate. ) ) ) ) ) ) ) )