SCENE 11. A room in the castle. Enter OTHello and EMILIA. Oth. You have seen nothing then? Each syllable, that breath made up between them. Oth. What, did they never whisper ? Emi. Never, my lord. Oth. Nor send you out o' the way? Never. Oth. To fetch her fan, her gloves, her mask, nor nothing? Emi. Never, my lord. Oth. That's strange. Emi. I durst, my lord, to wager she is honest; Lay down my soul at stake: if you think other, Remove your thought; it doth abuse your bosom. If any wretch hath put this in your head, Let Heaven requite it with the serpent's curse! For, if she be not honest, chaste, and true, There's no man happy; the purest of their wives Is foul as slander. Bid her come hither; go. [Exit Emilia. She says enough; yet she's a simple bawd A closet lock and key of villanous secrets: And yet she'll kneel and pray; I have seen her Look in my face. What horrible fancy's this? Oth. Some of your function, mistress : [to Emilia. Leave procreants alone, and shut the door; Your mystery, your mystery! -nay, despatch. [Exit Emilia. Des. Upon my knees, what doth your speech im Oth. Come, swear it; damn thyself; Lest. being like one of heaven, the devils them Oth. Heaven truly knows that thou art false as hell. Des. To whom, my lord? With whom? How am I false? Oth. O Desdemona! away! away! away! Des. Alas, the heavy day! - Why do you weep? Am I the occasion of these tears, my lord? If, haply, you my father do suspect An instrument of this your calling back, Lay not your blame on me: if you have lost him, Why, I have lost him too. Had it pleased Heaven To try me with affliction; had he rain'd Given to captivity me and my utmost hopes; To point his slow unmoving finger at ;- Yet could I bear that too; well, very well. The fountain from the which my current runs, 1 Treasured. |