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Oth. By heaven, I saw my handkerchief in his hand.
Des. He found it then ;
Oth. He hath confess'd.
Oth. No, his mouth is stopp'd ;
Des. My fear interprets then,-What, is he dead?
Oth. Had all his hairs been lives, my great revenge Had stomach for them all.
Des. Alas! he is betray'd, and I undone.
Oth. Being done,
Des. But while I say one prayer.
[He smothers her. Emil. [within.] My lord, my lord! What ho! my
lord ! Oth. What noise is this?-not dead! not yet quite dead? I, that am cruel, am yet merciful ; I would not have thee linger in thy pain.So, so.
Emil. [within.) What ho ! my lord, my lord ! Oth. Who's there? Emil. O, good my lord, I would speak a word with you. Oth. Yes ;—'tis Emilia :-by and by:-She's dead. Tis like she comes to speak of Cassio's death ; The noise was high.-Ha ! no more moving ?
 This line is difficult. Thou hast hardened my heart and makest me kill thee with the rage of a murderer, when I thought to have sacrificed thee to justice with the calmness of a priest striking a victim.-I am glad that I. have ended my revisal of this dreadful scene, it is not to be endured. JOHNS
34* VOL, VIII.
Still as the grave. Shall she come in? Were't good ?
Emil. [within.) I do beseech you I may speak with you, O, good my lord !
Oth. I had forgot thee : 0, come in, Emilia :Soft.-by and by :-Let me the curtains drawiWhere art thou? What's the matter with thee now !
(Unlocks the door.
Oth. It is the very error of the moon ;
Emil. Cassio, my lord, has kill'd a young Venetian, Call'd-Roderigo.
Oth. Roderigo kill'd ! And Cassio kill'd ?
Emil. No, Cassio is not kill'd.
Oth. Not Cassio kill'd ? Then murder's out of tune, And sweet revenge grows harsh.
Des. O, falsely, falsely murder'd !
Emil. Out, and alas ! that was my lady's voice :
Des. A guiltless death I die.
Des. Nobody ; I myself ; farewell :
Oth. Why, how should she be murder'd ? Emil. Alas, who knows? Oth. You heard her say herself, it was not I. Emil. She said so; I must needs report the truth, Oth. She's, like a liar, gone to burning hell ; T'was I that kill'd her.
Emil. O, the more angel she, And you the blacker devił !
Oth. She turn'd to folly, and she was a whore.
Oth. Cassio did tup her; ask thy husband else.
Oth. Ay, with Cassio.
Emil. My husband ?
Oth. Ay, 'twas he that told me first ;
Emil. My husband ?
husband. Emi.O mistress! villainy hath made mocks with love! -My husband say, that she was false ?
Oth. He, woman ;
Emil. If he say so, may his pernicious soul
Oth. Ha !
Emil. Do thy worst :
Oth. Peace, you were best.
Emil. Thou hast not half the power to do me barn, As I have to be hurt. O gull! O dolt ! 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! help! The Moor has kill'd my mistress ; Murder ! murder !
Enter MONTANO, GRATIANO, and Iaco. Mon. What is the matter !-How now, general ?
Emil. O, are you come, lago ? you have done well, That men must lay their murders on your neck.
Gra. What is the matter ?
Emil. Disprove this villain, if thou be'st a man :
Iago. I told him what I thought ; and told no more Than what he found himself was apt and true.
Emil. But did you ever tell him, she was false ?
Emil. You told a lie ; an odious, damned lie ;
Iago.With Cassio, mistress ; Go to,charm your tongue. Emi. I.will not charm my tongue; I am bound to speak; My mistress here lies murderd in her bed.
All. O heavens forefend !
Emil. Villainy, villainy, villainy!
villainy, villainy ! Iago. What, are you mad ? I charge you, get you home. Emil
. Good gentlemen, let me have leave to speak; 'Tis proper I obey him, but not now :Perchance, lago, I will ne'er go home. Oth. O! O! O!
(Hanging over his wife, Emil. Nay, lay thee down, and roar; For thou hast kill'd the sweetest innocent, That e'er did lift up eye. Oth. O, she was foul !
(Rising I scarce did know you, uncle : There lies your niece, Whose breath, indeed, these hands have newly stopp'd : I know, this act shows horrible and grim.
Gra. Poor Desdemona ! I am glad thy father's dead;
Oth. 'Tis pitiful : but yet Iago knows,
Which I first gave her ; I saw it in his hand ;
Emil. O heaven ! O heavenly powers !
Emil. 'Twill out, 't will out ;-I hold my peace, sir? no:
Iago. Be wise, and get you home.
speak'st of, I found by fortune, and did give my husband ; For often, with a solemn earnestness, (More than, indeed, belong'd to such a trifle,) He begg'd of me to steal it.
lago. Villainous whore !
Emil. She give it Cassio ! no, alas ; I found it, And I did give't my husband.
Iago. Filth, thou liest.
Emil. By heaven, I do not; I do not, gentlemen :
Oth. Are there no stones in heaven,
Gra. The woman falls ; sure, he has kill'd his wife.
Mont. "Tis a notorious villain. Take you this weapon,
Oth. I am not valiant neither,
Emil. What did thy song bode, lady ?