1 Enter CASSIO. Rod. I know his gait, 'tis he;- Villain, thou diest. [Rushes from his post, and makes a pass at CASSIO. Cas. That thrust had been mine enemy indeed, But that my coat is better than thou think'st; I will make proof of thine. Rod. [Draws, and wounds RODERIGO. O, I am slain ! [IAGO rushes from his post, cuts CASSIO behind in the Leg, and exit. Cas. I am maim'd for ever: - Help, ho! murder! murder! Enter OTHELLO, at a distance. [Falls. Oth. The voice of Cassio: Iago keeps his word. Hark! 'tis even so. Rod. O, villain that I am! Oth. Cas. O, help! ho! light! a surgeon! Oth. 'Tis he; O brave lago, honest, and just, That hast such noble sense of thy friend's wrong! Thou teachest me, Minion, your dear lies dead, And your fate hies apace : :- Strumpet, I come: Forth of my heart those charms, thine eyes, are blotted; Thy bed, now stain'd, shall with thy blood be spotted. [Exit OTHELLO. Enter LODOVICO and GRATIANO, at a distance. 3 Cas. What, ho! no watch? no passage 3? mur der! murder! Gra. 'Tis some mischance; the cry is very direful. Out. 3 No passengers. ་་ ་ Cas. O, help! Lod. Rod. Hark! O wretched villain! Lod. Two or three groans; it is a heavy night: These may be counterfeits; let 's think 't unsafe To come in to the cry, without more help. Rod. No body come? then shall I bleed to death. Enter IAGO, with a Light. Lod. Hark! Gra. Here's one comes in his shirt, with light and weapons. Iago. Who's there? whose noise is this, that cries on murder? Lod. We do not know. Did not hear a cry? you Iago. Cas. Here, here; for heaven's sake, help me. Iago. What's the matter? Gra. This is Othello's ancient, as I take it. Lod. The same, indeed; a very valiant fellow. Iago. What are you here that cry so grievously? Cas. Iago? O, I am spoil'd, undone by villains! Give me some help. Iago. O me, lieutenant! what villains have done this? Cas. I think, that one of them is hereabout, And cannot make away. Iago. O treacherous villains! What are you there? come in, and give some help. Rod. O, help me here! Cas. That 's one of them. Iago. [To LODOVICO and GRATIANO. O murderous slave! O villain! [IAGO stabs RODERIGO. Rod. O vile Iago! O inhuman dog! 4 Thick, cloudy. Iago. Kill men i' the dark!-Where be these bloody thieves? How silent is this town! Ho! murder ! murder! Lod. He, sir. Signior Lodovico ? I cry you mercy; Here 's Cassio hurt Iago. Cassio? Iago. How is it, brother? Cas. My leg is cut in two. Iago. Marry, heaven forbid !. Light, gentlemen; I'll bind it with my shirt. Enter BIANCA. Bian. What is the matter, ho? who is 't that cry'd? Iago. Who is 't that cry'd? Bian. 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? Cas. No. Gra. 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! Bian. Alas, he faints: - O Cassio! Cassio! Cas sio! Iago. Gentlemen all, I do suspect this trash To be a party in this injury. Patience a while, good Cassio. - Come, come; Iago. Even he, sir; did you know him? Gra. Iago. Signior Gratiano? I cry you gentle pardon; These bloody accidents must excuse my manners, That so neglected you. Gra. I am glad to see you. Iago. He, he, 'tis he:- O, that 's well said; the chair: [A Chair brought in. Some good man bear him carefully from hence; 'I'll fetch the general's surgeon. - For you, mis[TO BIANCA. Save you your labour. He that lies slain here, tress, Cassio, Was my dear friend: What malice was between you? Cas. None in the world; nor do I know the man. Iago. [To BIAN.] What, look you pale?—O, bear him out o' the air. [CASSIO and Ron. are borne off. Stay you, good gentlemen: - Look you pale, mistress? Do you perceive the gastness of her eye? you stare, we shall hear more anon: Behold her well; I pray you, look upon her ; Do you see, gentlemen? nay, guiltiness will speak, Though tongues were out of use. Enter EMILIA. Emil. 'Las, what's the matter; what's the matter, husband? Iago. Cassio hath here been set on in the dark, Emil. Alas, good gentleman! alas, good Cassio! Emilia, Pr'y thee, Go know of Cassio where he supp'd to-night :- Bian. He supp'd at my house; but I therefore shake not. Iago. O, did he so? I charge you, go with me. Emil. Fye, fye upon thee, strumpet! Bian. I am no strumpet; but of life as honest, As you that thus abuse me. Emil. As I? foh! fye upon thee! Iago. Kind gentlemen, let 's go see poor Cassio dress'd: Come, mistress, you must tell us another tale. And tell my lord and lady what has happ'd. That either makes me, or fordoes' me quite. [Aside. [Exeunt. SCENE II. A Bed-chamber: DESDEMONA in bed asleep. A Light burning. Enter OTHello. Oth. It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul, [Takes off his sword. Yet she must die, else she 'll betray more men. Put out the light, and then put out the light": If I quench thee, thou flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore, 5 Undoes. 6 i. e. The light of life. |