Forth of my heart those charms, thine eyes, are biotted; Thy bed, lust-stain'd, shall with lust's blood be [Exit Othello. spotted. Enter LODOVICO and GRATIANO, at a distance. Cas. What, ho! no watch? no passage? 2 murder! murder! Gra. 'Tis some mischance; the cry is very Lo. Two or three groans !-it is a heavy 3 night: These may be counterfeits; let's think 't unsafe To come in to the cry, without more help. Ro. Nobody come? then shall I bleed to death. Lo. Hark! Enter IAGO, with a light. Gra. Here's one comes in his shirt, with light and weapons. Iago. Who's there? whose noise is this, that cries on murder? Lo. We do not know. Iago. Did you not hear a cry? Cas. Here, here; for heaven's sake, help me. 1 Cut. 2 No passengers. 3 Thick, cloudy. Iago. What's the matter? Gra. This is Othello's ancient, as I take it. Lo. The same, indeed; a very valiant fellow. Iago. What are you here, that cry so grievously? Cas. Iago? O, I am spoil'd, undone by villains! Give me some help. Iago. O me, lieutenant! what villains have done this? Cas. I think that one of them is hereabout, And cannot make away. Iago. O treacherous villains! What are you there? come in, and give some help. Ro. O damn'd Iago! O inhuman dog !— O! O! O! Iago. Kill men i' the dark!-Where be these bloody thieves? How silent is this town!-Ho! murder! murder! What may you be? are you of good or evil? Lo. As you shall prove us, praise us. Lo. He, sir. Iago. By villains. Gra. Iago. Signior Lodovico ? I cry you mercy: here 's Cassio nurt Cassio? How is it, brother? Cas. My leg is cut in two. Iago. Marry, Heaven forbid !— Light, gentlemen; I'll bind it with my shirt. Enter BIANCA. Bian. What is the matter, ho? who is 't that cried? Iago. Who is 't that cried? Bian. O my dear Cassio! my sweet Cassio! O Cassio! Cassio! Cassio! Iago. O notable strumpet!-Cassio, may you suspect Who they should be, that have thus mangled you? Cas. No. Gra. I am sorry to find you thus: I have been to seek you. Iago. Lend me a garter: so.-O, for a chair, To bear him easily hence! Bian. Alas, he faints.-O Cassio! Cassio! Cassio! Patience awhile, good Cassio.-Come, come: Know him? ay. lago. Signior Gratiano? I cry you gentle pardon : These bloody accidents must excuse my manners, That so neglected you. Gra. I am glad to see you. Iago. How do you, Cassio?-O, a chair, a chair! Gra. Roderigo ! the chair. Iago. He, he, 'tis he :-O, that's well said :— [a chair brought in. Some good man bear him carefully from hence; I'll fetch the general's surgeon.-For you, mistress, [to Bianca. Save you your labor.-He that lies slain here, Cassio, Was my dear friend: what malice was between you? Cas. None in the world; nor do I know the man. Iago. [to Bian.] What, look you pale ?-O, bear him out o' the air. [Cassio and Roderigo are borne off. Stay you, good gentlewoman.-Look you pale, mistress? Do you perceive the gastness of her eye?— Enter EMILIA. Emi. 'Las, what's the matter? what's the matter, husband? Iago. Cassio hath here been set on in the dark By Roderigo, and fellows that are scaped: He's almost slain, and Roderigo dead. Emi. Alas, good gentleman! alas, good Cassio! Iago. This is the fruit of whoring.-Pr'ythee, Emilia, Go know of Cassio where he supp'd to-night. What, do you shake at that? As Bian. He supp'd at my house; but I therefore shake not. Iago. O, did he so? I charge you, go with me. Emi. Fie, fie upon thee, strumpet ! Bian. I am no strumpet; but of life as honest you that thus abuse me. Emi. As I foh! fie upon thee! Iago. Kind gentlemen, let's go see poor Cassio dress'd. Come, mistress, you must tell us another tale. Emilia, run you to the citadel, And tell my lord and lady what has happ'd. Will you go on, I pray?—This is the night, [aside. That either makes me, or fordoes 1 me quite. SCENE II. 1 [Exeunt. A bedchamber: DESDEMONA in bed asleep: a light burning. Enter OTHEllo. Oth. It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul;- 1 Undoes, ruins. |