Iago. Here, stand behind this bulk; straight will he come: Wear thy good rapier bare, and put it home. Quick, quick; fear nothing; I'll be at thy elbow. It makes us, or it mars us; think on that, And fix most firm thy resolution. Roderigo. Be near at hand; I may miscarry in 't. [Retires. Roderigo. I have no great devotion to the deed; Or Cassio him, or each do kill the other, Live Roderigo, He calls me to a restitution large Of gold and jewels that I bobb'd from him, As gifts to Desdemona ; It must not be. If Cassio do remain, He hath a daily beauty in his life That makes me ugly; and, besides, the Moor May unfold me to him; there stand I in much peril: Enter CASSIO. Roderigo. I know his gait, 't is he.-Villain, thou diest! 10 20 [Makes a pass at Cassio. Cassio. That thrust had been mine enemy indeed, But that my coat is better than thou know'st; I will make proof of thine. Roderigo. [Draws and wounds Roderigo. O, I am slain ! [Iago from behind wounds Cassio in the leg, and exit. Cassio. I am maim'd for ever. Help, ho! murther! mur ther! Enter OTHELLO. Othello. The voice of Cassio; Iago keeps his word. Othello. It is even so. [Falls. 30 Forth of my heart those charms, thine eyes, are blotted; Enter LODOVICO and GRATIANO. [Exit. Cassio. What, ho! no watch? no passage? murther! mur ther! Gratiano. 'T is some mischance; the cry is very direful. Cassio. O, help! Lodovico. Hark! Roderigo. O wretched villain! Lodovico. Two or three groan; it is a heavy night; These may be counterfeits; let 's think 't unsafe To come in to the cry without more help. Roderigo. Nobody come? then shall I bleed to death. Re-enter IAGO, with a light. 40 Gratiano. Here's one comes in his shirt, with light and weapons. Iago. Who's there? whose noise is this that cries on mur ther? 49 What's the matter? Lodovico. We do not know. Iago. O me, lieutenant! what villains have done this? Iago. O treacherous villains!— What are you there? come in, and give some help. [To Lodovico and Gratiano Roderigo. O, help me here! 60 Cassio. That 's one of them. O murtherous slave! O villain! [Stabs Roderigo. Roderigo. O damn'd Iago! O inhuman dog! Iago. Kill men i' the dark!-Where be these bloody thieves? How silent is this town!-Ho! murther! murther! What may you be? are you of good or evil? Lodovico. As you shall prove us, praise us. Lodovico. He, sir. Iago. I cry you mercy. Iago. How is 't, brother? Here's Cassio hurt by villains. Cassio. My leg is cut in two. Iago. Marry, heaven forbid ! Light, gentlemen; I'll bind it with my shirt. Enter BIANCA. Bianca. What is the matter, ho? who is 't that cried? Iago. Who is 't that cried! Bianca. O my dear Cassio! my sweet Cassio! O Cassio, Cassio, Cassio! Iago. O notable strumpet!-Cassio, may you suspect Who they should be that have thus mangled you? Cassio. No. 80 Gratiano. I am sorry to find you thus; I have been to seek you. Iago. Lend me a garter.-So.-O, for a chair, To bear him easily hence! Bianca. Alas, he faints! O Cassio, Cassio, Cassio! Iago. Gentlemen all, I do suspect this trash To be a party in this injury. Patience awhile, good Cassio.-Come, come; Lend me a light.--Know we this face or no? Iago. Even he, sir; did you know him? 94 Know him! ay. Iago. Signior Gratiano? I cry you gentle pardon ; These bloody accidents must excuse my manners, That so neglected you. Gratiano. I am glad to see you. Iago. How do you, Cassio?—O, a chair, a chair! lago. He, he, 't is he.-[A chair brought in.] O, that 's well said; the chair. Some good man bear him carefully from hence; I'll fetch the general's surgeon.-[To Bianca] For you, mis tress, 100 Save you your labour.—He that lies slain here, Cassio, o' the air. Do you perceive the gastness of her eye?— Do you see, gentlemen? nay, guiltiness will speak, Enter EMILIA. 110 Emilia. Alas, what's the matter? what's the matter, hus band? Iago. Cassio hath here been set on in the dark By Roderigo and fellows that are scap'd; He's almost slain, and Roderigo dead. |