And, like the devil, from his very arm
Puff'd his own brother, and can he be angry?
Something of moment, then: I will go meet him :-
There's matter in't indeed, if he be angry. [Exit.
Des. I pr'ythee, do so.-Something, sure, of state
Hath puddled his clear spirit: and, in such cases,
Men's natures wrangle with inferior things,
Though great ones are their object.

Nay, we must think, men are not gods;
Nor of them look for such observances

As fit the bridal.

Emil. 'Pray Heaven, it be state matters, as you think;

And no conception, nor no jealous toy,

Concerning you!

Des. Alas, the day! I never gave

him cause.

Emil. But jealous souls will not be answered so: They are not ever jealous for the cause,

But jealous for they're jealous: 'tis a monster,
Begot upon itself, born on itself.

Des. Heaven keep that monster from Othello's mind!

Emil. Lady, amen!

Des. I will go seek him.-Cassio, walk hereabout: If I do find him fit, I'll move your suit, And seek to effect it to my uttermost. Cas. I humbly thank your ladyship.

[Exeunt.

ACT THE FOURTH.

SCENE I.

Cyprus.

An Apartment in the Castle.

Enter OTHELLO and IAGO.

Oth. Get me some poison, Iago; this night :-I'll not expostulate with her; lest her body and beauty unprovide my mind again :—this night, Iago.

Iugo. Do it not with poison; strangle her in her bed, even the bed she hath contaminated.

Oth. Good, good: the justice of it pleases; very good.

Iago. And, for Cassio,-let me be his undertaker: You shall hear more by midnight.

Oth. Excellent good.—

What trumpet is that same ?—

[A Trumpet without.

Iago. Something from Venice, sure. "Tis Lodovico, Come from the Duke: and see, your wife is with him.

Enter LODOVICO and DESDEMONA.

Lod. 'Save you, worthy general!

Oth. With all my heart, sir.

Lod. The Duke and senators of Venice greet you.

[Gives him a Letter.

Oth. I kiss the instrument of their pleasures.

[Reads the Letter. Des. And what's the news, good cousin Lodovico? Iago. I am very glad to see you, signior:

Welcome to Cyprus.

Lod. I thank you. How does lieutenant Cassio? lago. Lives, sir.

Des. Cousin, there's fall'n between him and my lord

An unkind breach: but you shall make all well.
Oth. Are you sure of that ?

Des. My lord? ·

Oth. [Reads.] This fail you not to do, as you will— Lod. He did not call; he's busy in the paper.Is there division between my lord and Cassio? Des. A most unhappy one: I would do much To atone them, for the love I bear to Cassio. Oth. Fire and brimstone!Des. My lord?

Oth. Are you wise?

Des. What, is he angry?

Lod. 'May be, the letter mov'd him ;

For, as I think, they do command him home,
Deputing Cassio in his government.

Des. By my troth, I am glad on't.
Oth. Indeed?

Des. My lord?

Oth. I am glad to see you mad.

Des. How, sweet Othello.

Oth. Devil!

Des. I have not deserv'd this.

[Striking her.

Lod. My lord, this would not be believ'd in Venice, Though I should swear I saw't: 'Tis very much; Make her amends; she weeps.

Oth. O devil, devil !

If that the earth could teem with woman's tears,
Each drop she falls would prove a crocodile.-
Out of my sight!

Des. I will not stay to offend you.

Lod. Truly an obedient lady;

I do beseech your lordship, call her back.

Oth. Mistress,—

Des. My lord?

Oth. What would you with her, sir?

Lod. Who, I, my lord?

[Going.

Oth. Ay; you did wish, that I would make her turn: Sir, she can turn, and turn, and yet go on,

And turn again; and she can weep, sir, weep:
And she's obedient,-
‚—as you say, obedient,—
Very obedient.-Proceed you in your tears?
Concerning this, sir,-O well-painted passion!-
I am commanded here,—Get you away;
I'll send for you anon.--Sir, I obey the mandate,
And will return to Venice:-Hence, avaunt !-
Cassio shall have my place:-And, sir, to-night,
I do entreat that we may sup together.

You're welcome, sir, to Cyprus.-Goats and monkies! [Exeunt OrHELLO and DESDEMONA.

Lod. Is this the noble Moor, whom our full senate Call-all-in-all sufficient? This the noble nature Whom passion could not shake? whose solid virtue The shot of accident, nor dart of chance,

Could neither graze, nor pierce ?

Iago. He is much chang'd.

Lod. What, strike his wife!

Iago. 'Faith, that was not so well; Yet 'would I knew,

That stroke would prove the worst.

Lod. Is it his use?

Or did the letters work upon his blood,

And new-create this fault?

Iago. Alas! alas!

It is not honesty in me, to speak

What I have seen and known. You shall observe him.

And his own courses will denote him so,

That I may save my speech: Do but go after,

And mark how he continues.

Lod. I am sorry that I am deceived in him.

SCENE II.

[Exeunt.

Cyprus.

Another Apartment in the Castle.

Enter EMILIA and OTHELLO.

Oth. You have seen nothing then?

Emil. Nor ever heard ; nor ever did suspect. Oth. Yes, you have seen Cassio and she together. Emil. But then I saw no harm; and then I heard Each syllable, that breath made up between them. Oth. What, did they never whisper?

Emil. Never, my lord.

Oth. Nor send you out o' the way ?

Emil. Never.

Oth. To fetch her fan, her mask, her gloves, nor nothing?

Emil. Never.

Oth. That's strange.

Emil. 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 her sex
Is foul as slander.

Oth. Bid her come hither ;-go.- [Exit EMILIA.