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Why, how should she be murder'd?

Emilía.

Othello.

[Dies.

Emilia.

My husband?

Othello

What needs this iteration, woman? I say, thy husband.

Emilia.

O mistress! villainy hath made mocks with
My husband say, that she was false? [love. -
Othello
He, woman:
I say, thy husband: dost understand the word?
My friend, thy husband, honest, honest Iago.
Emilia

Rot half a grain a day! he lies to the heart:
If he say so, may his pernicious soul
She was too fond of her most filthy bargain.
Othello.

Ha!

Emilia.

Do thy worst:

This deed of thine is no more worthy heaven,
Than thou wast worthy her.

Othello.

Peace! you were best.

Emilia.

Thou hast not half the power to do me harm,
As I have to be hurt. O gull! O dolt!

Alas, who knows? As ignorant as dirt!- thou hast done a deed, -
I care not for thy sword; I'll make thee known,
Though I lost twenty lives. Help! help, ho!

You heard her say herself, it was not I.
Emilia.

She said so; I must needs report a truth.
Othello.

She's like a liar gone to burning hell: 'Twas I that kill'd her.

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Disprove this villain, if thou be'st a man:
He says, thou told'st him that his wife was false.
I know, thou didst not, thou'rt not such a villain.
Speak, for my heart is full.

Jago.

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Emilia.

OTHELLO,

[Cassio?

You told a lie; an odious, damned lie;
Upon my soul, a lie; a wicked lie..
She false with Cassio?- Did you say with

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ACT V. Se. IL

I will not.

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By heaven, I do not; I do not, gentlemen. O murderous coxcomb! what should such a fool Do with so good a woman?

[lago stabs Emilia, then runs out. li Othello.

Are there no stones in heaven,

But what serve for the thunder?- Precious

villain!

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'Tis a notorious villain. Take you this weapon, Which I have here recover'd from the Moor. Come, guard the door without: let him not pass, For 'tis a damned slave. But kill him rather. I'll after that same villain,

[Exeunt Montano and Graticno.

Othello.

But every puny whipster gets my sword.
I am not valiant neither,
But why should honour outlive honesty?
Let it go all.

Emilia.

What did thy song hode, lady? Hark, canst thou hear me? I will play the swan, And die in music: - Willow, willow, willow. Moor, she was chaste; she lov'd thee, cruel Moor: So come my soul to bliss, as I speak true; So speaking as I think, I die,-I die.

Othello,

(Dies

I have another weapon in this chamber, It is a sword of Spain, the ice-brook's temper.O! here it is.- Uncle, I must come forth.

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If thou attempt it, it will cost thee dear: Thou hast no weapon, and perforce must suffer.

Othello.

Look in upon me, then, and speak to me, Or, naked as I am, I will assault thee.

Re-enter Gratiano.

Gratiano.

What is the matter?

Othello.

Othello.

Behold! I have a weapon; A better never did itself sustain Upon a soldier's thigh: I have seen the day, That, with this little arm, and this good sword, I have made my way through more impediments Than twenty times your stop.- But, O vain boast!

Who can control his fate? 'tis not so now.

Be not afraid, though you do see me weapon'd;
Here is my journey's end, here is my butt,
And very sea-mark of my utmost sail.
Do you go back dismay'd? 'tis a lost fear;
Man but a rush against Othello's breast,
And he retires. Where should Othello go?-
Now, how dost thou look now? O ill-starr'd
wench!

Pale as thy smock! when we shall meet at compt,
This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven,
And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl;
Even like thy chastity.-O, cursed slave!—
Whip me, ye devils,

From the possession of this heavenly sight!
Blow me about in winds! roast me in sulphur !
Wash me in steep-down gulfs of liquid fire!
O Desdemona! Desdemona! dead? O! O! O!
Enter Lodovico, Montano, Cassio, and Officers,
with Iago, prisoner.
Lodovico.

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Where is this rash and most unfortunate man? And he himself confess'd, but even now,

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I found it in my chamber; That there he dropp'd it, for a special purpose, Which wrought to his desire.

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Othello.

Soft you; a word or two, before you go. [it; I have done the state some service, and they know No more of that. I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice: then, must you Of one that lov'd, not wisely, but too well: [speak Of one not easily jealous, but, being wrought, Perplex'd in the extreme; of one, whose hand, Like the base Indian, threw a pearl away, Richer than all his tribe; of one, whose subAlbeit unused to the melting mood, [dued eyes, Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees Their medicinal gum. Set you down this; And say, besides, that in Aleppo once, Where a malignant and a turban'd Turk Beat a Venetian, and traduc'd the state, I took by the throat the circumcised dog, And smote him-thus.

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[Stabs himself.

All that's spoke is marr'd. Othello.

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SCENE 1. Alexandria. A Room in
Cleopatra's Palace.

Enter Demetrius and Philo.
Philo.

NAY, but this dotage of our general's

O'erflows the measure: those his goodly That o'er the files and musters of the war [eyes, Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now The office and devotion of their view [turn Upon a tawny front: his captain's heart, Which in the scuffles of great fights hath burst The buckles on his breast, reneges all temper, And is become the bellows, and the fan, To cool a gipsy's lust. Look, where they come.

Flourish. Enter Antony and Cleopatra, with their Trains; Eunuchs fanning her. Take but good note, and you shall see in him The triple pillar of the world transform'd Into a strumpet's fool: behold and see.

Cleopatra.

If it be love indeed, tell me how much.
Antony.
There's beggary in the love that can be
reckon'd.

Cleopatra.

I'll set a bourn how far to be belov'd.

Antony.

Then must thou needs find out new heaven, new earth. Enter

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