Oth. Not now fweete Defdemona fome other time.
Defd. But fhal't be shortly?

Oth. The fooner sweete for you.

Defd. Shal't be to night at fupper?
Oth. No, not to night.

Defd. To morrow dinner then?

Oth. I fhall not dine at home,

I meete the captaines, at the cittadell.

Defd. Why then to morrow night, or Tuesday morne,
On Tuesday morne, or night, or Wensday morne,
I preethee name the time, but let it not
Exceed three dayes: ifaith hee's penitent,

And yet his trefpaffe, in our common reafon,
(Saue that they say, the warres must make examples,
Out of her beft) is not almost a fault,

To incurre a priuate checke: when fhall he come?
Tell me Othello: I wonder in my foule,

What you could aske me, that I should deny?
Or ftand fo muttering on? what Michael Caffio?
That came a wooing with you, and fo many a time
When I haue spoke of you dispraisingly,

Hath tane your part, to haue fo much to doe
To bring him in? birlady † I could doe much.

Oth. Preethee no more, let him come when he will,

I will deny thee nothing.

Defd. Why this is not a boone,

Tis as I should intreate you weare your gloues :
Or feede on nourishing dishes, or keepe you warme,

Or fue to you, to doe a peculiar profit

To your owne perfon: nay, when I haue a fuite,
Wherein I meane to touch your loue indeed,

It shall be full of poise and difficulty ‡,

And fearefull to be granted.

Difdemon. + mem'ring. + truf me. + difficult weight.

Oth

Oth. I will deny thee nothing,

Whereon I doe befeech thee grant me this,

To leaue me but a little to my felfe.

Defd. Shall I deny you? no, farewell my lord.

Oth. Farewell my Defdemona, I'le come to thee straight.
Defd. Emillia, come, be it as your fancies teach you,
Exit Defd. and Em.

What ere you be I am obedient.

Oth. Excellent wretch, perdition catch my foule,

But I doe loue thee, and when I loue thee not,

Chaos is come againe.

lag. My noble lord.

Oth. What doest thou fay lago?

lag. Did Michael Caffio when you wooed my lady,

Know of your loue?

Oth. He did from first to laft:-why doest thou aske? lag. But for a fatisfaction of my thoughts •

No further harme.

Oth. Why of thy thought lago?

Jag. I did not thinke he had beene acquainted with her.
Oth. O yes, and went betweene vs very often §.

lag. Indeed?

Oth. Indeed? indeed, difern'ft thou ought in that?

Is he not honest ?

lag. Honeft my lord?

Oth. Honeft? I honeft.

lag. My lord, for ought I know.

Oth. What doest thou thinke?

lag. Thinke my lord?

Oth. Thinke my lord? by heauen he ecchoes me *.

As if there were fome monster in his + thought:

Too hideous to be fhewne: thou didst + meane fomething; I heard thee fay but now, thou lik'ft not that,

thought. $oft. ♦ why doft thou eccboe me.

+tby.

+ doft.

When

When Caffio left my wife: what didst not like?
And when I told thee, he was of my counfell,
In my whole courfe of wooing, thou cridft indeed ?
And didft contract, and purfe thy brow together,
As if thou then hadft shut vp in thy braine,
Some horrible counfellt: if thou doeft loue me,
Shew me thy thought.

lag. My lord, you know I loue you.

Oth. I thinke thou doeft,

And for I know, thou art full of loue and honesty,
And weigheft thy words, before thou giue | em breathi,
Therefore thefe ftops of thine affright § me the more:
For fuch things in a falfe difloyall knaue,

Are trickes of custome; but in a man that's iuft,
They are clofe denotements *, working from the heart,
That paffion cannot rule.

Iag. For Michael Caffio,

I dare prefume 4, I thinke that he is honest,

Oth. I thinke so to.

lag. Men fhould be that they feeme,

Or thofe that be not, would they might feeme none.
Oth. Certaine, men fhould be what they feeme..
Jag. Why then I thinke Caffio's an honest man..i
Oth. Nay yet there's more in this,

I preethee fpeake to me ‡‡ to thy thinkings::

As thou doeft ruminate, and giue the worst of thought,
The worst of word.

lag. Good my lord pardon me;

Though I am bound to euery act of duty,

I am not bound to that all flaues are free to,

Vtter my thoughts? why, fay they are vile and false:

As where's that pallace, whereinto foule things

Sometimes intrude not? who has a breast so pure,
But fome vncleanely apprehenfions,

Keepe leetes and law-dayes, and in feffion fit §
With meditations lawfull?

Oth. Thou doeft confpire against thy friend Iago,
If thou but thinkeft him wrongd, and makeft his eare
A stranger to thy thoughts.

Iag. I doe befeech you,

Though I perchance am vicious in my ghesse,
As I confeffe it is my natures plague,

To fpy into abuses, and oft my iealousie

Shapes faults that are not; I intreate you then *,
From one that fo imperfectly coniects +,

You'd take no notice, nor build your felfe a trouble,
Out of my fcattering, and vnfure obferuance

It were not for your quiet, nor your good,
Nor for my manhood, honefty, or wifedome,
To let you know my thoughts.

Oth. Zouns •

Jag. Good name in man and woman's deere my lord;

Is the immediate iewell of our foules:

Who fteales my purfe, fteals trash, tis fomething, nothing,

Twas mine, tis his, and has bin flaue to thousands:

But he that filches from me my good name,

Robs me of that, which not inriches him,

And makes me poore indeed.

Oth. By heauen § I'le know thy thought **.

lag. You cannot, if my heart were in your hand,

Nor fhall not, whilft tis in my cuftody: ++

O beware + iealoufie.

That meate it feedes on. That cuckold liues in bliffe,
Who certaine of his fate, hates § not his wronger :
But oh, what damned minutes tells he ore,

Who dotes, yet doubts, fufpects, yet strongly loues.
Oth. O mifery.

Jag. Poore and content, is rich, and rich enough,
But riches, fineleffe, is as poore as winter,

To him that euer feares he fhall be poore:
Good God, the foules of all my tribe defend
From iealoufie.

Oth. Why, why is this?

Thinkft thou I'de make a life of iealousie?
To follow still the changes of the moone
With fresh fufpitions? no, to be once in doubt,
Is once to be refolud: exchange me for a goate,
When I shall turne the bufineffe of my foule
To fuch exufflicate, and blowne furmifes,
Matching thy inference: tis not to make me iealous,
To say my wife is faire, feedes well, loues company,
Is free of fpeech, fings, playes, and dances well;
Where vertue is, these are more vertuous:

Nor from mine owne weake merrits will I draw
The finalleft feare, or doubt of her reuolt,
For fhe had eies, and chofe me: no lago,
I'le fee before I doubt, when I doubt, proue,
And on the proofe, there is no more but this :
Away at once with loue or iealoufie.

lag. I am glad of it, for now I fhall haue reason,
To fhew the loue and duty that I beare you,
With franker fpirit: therefore as I am bound
Receiue it from me: I fpeake not yet of proofe,
Looke to your wife, obferue her well with Caffio;
Weare your eye thus, not iealous, nor fecure,

The. $loves.

bojan.

I would