Gra. The woman falls; sure he has kill'd his .wife. Emil. Ay, ay; O lay me by my mistress' side! Gra. He's gone, but his wife's kill'd. Mon. 'Tis a notorious villain. Take you this weapon, Which I have here recover'd from the Moor: [Exeunt Montano and Gratiano. [Dies. Oth. 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. Gra. [Within.] If thou attempt it, it will cost thee dear; Thou hast no weapon, and perforce must suffer. Oth. Look in upon me then, and speak with me, Or, naked as I am, I will assault thee, Re-enter Gratiano. Gra. What is the matter? Oth. Behold! I have a weapon; A better never did itself sustain Upon a soldier's thigh: I have seen the day, (1) Steel is hardened by being put red-hot into very cold water. That, with this little arm, and this good sword, * O cursed, cursed slave!-Whip me, ye devils, Enter Lodovico, Montano, Cassio, carried in a chair, and Officers, with Iago, prisoner. Lod. Where is this rash and most unfortunate Oth. That's he, that was Othello; here I am. a fable: If that thou be'st a devil, I cannot kill thee. [Othello wounds Iago. Lod. Wrench his sword from him. Iago. I bleed, sir; but not kill'd. Oth. I am not sorry neither; I'd have thee live; For, in my sense, 'tis happiness to die. (1) Account. (2) To see if his feet be cloven. Lod. O thou Othello, that was once so good, Fall'n in the practice1 of a cursed slave, What shall be said to thee? Oth. Why, any thing An honourable murderer, if you will; For nought I did in hate, but all in honour. Did you and he consent in Cassio's death? Cas. Dear general, I never gave you cause. From this time forth I never will speak word. Gra. Torments will ope your lips. Oth. Well, thou dost best. Lod. Sir, you shall understand what hath be- Which, as I think, you know not: Here is a letter, By Roderigo. Oth. O villain ! Cas. Most heathenish, and most gross! Lod. Now here's another discontented paper, Found in his pocket too; and this, it seems, Roderigo meant to have sent this damned villain; But that, belike, Iago in the interim Came in and satisfied him. Oth. O the pernicious caitiff! How came you, Cassio, by that handkerchief That was my wife's? (1) By the stratagem. Cas. I found it in my chamber: And he himself confess'd, but even now, That there he dropp'd it, for a special purpose, Which wrought to his desire. Oth. O fool! fool! fool! Cas. There is, besides, in Roderigo's letter,— How he upbraids Iago, that he made him Brave me on the watch; whereon it came That I was cast: And even but now he spake, After long seeming dead,-Iago hurt him, Iago set him on. Lod. You must forsake this room, and go with us; That can torment him much, and hold him long, Albeit unused to the melting mood, Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees Lod. O bloody period! [Stabs himself. Gra. Killing myself, to die upon a kiss. [Dies. Cas. This did I fear, but thought he had no weapon; For he was great of heart. Lod. O Spartan dog, More fell than anguish, hunger, or the sea! Look on the tragic loading of this bed; [To Iago. This is thy work: the object poisons sight;Let it be hid.-Gratiano, keep the house, And seize upon the fortunes of the Moor, For they succeed to you. To you, lord governor, Remains the censure of this hellish villain; The time, the place, the torture, O enforce it! Myself will straight aboard; and, to the state, This heavy act with heavy heart relate. [Exeunt. (1) Judgment. " |