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What, To kiss in private? Oth.
An unauthoriz'd kiss. Iago. Or to be naked with her friend abed, An hour, or more, not meaning any harm ?
Oth. Naked abed, Iago, and not mean harm? It is hypocrisy against the devil : They that mean virtuously, and yet do so, , The devil their virtue tempts, and they tempt heaven.
Iago. So they do nothing, 'tis a venial slip:
Oth. What then?
I think, bestow't on any man.
Tago. Her honour is an essence that's not seen ;
Iago. Ay, what of that?
That's not so good, now. Iago. What, if I had said, I had seen him do you wrong
? Or heard him say,--As knaves be such abroad,
* It is hypocrisy against the devil :] Hypocrisy against the devil means hypocrisy to cheat the devil. As common hypocrites cheat men, by seeming good, and yet living wickedly, these men would cheat the devil, by giving him flattering hopes, and at last avoiding the crime which he thinks them ready to commit. JOHNSON.
boding to all-] The rayen was thought to be a constant attendant on a house, in which there was infection.
Who having, by their own importunate suit
Hath he said any thing?
What hath he said: Iago. 'Faith, that he did, I know not what he
Oih. Lie with her ! lie on her We say, lie on her, when they belie her: Lie with her! that's fulsome.--Handkerchief,- confessions, --handkerchief.--To confess, and be hanged? for his labour. -First, to be hanged, and then to confess :-I tremble at it. Nature would not invest herself in such shadowing passion, without some instruction." It is not words, that shake me thus :
Convinced or supplied them,] Dr. Farmer is of opinion that supplied has here the same meaning as supplicated. But Mr. Steevens says that Supplied is the old spelling of suppled, i. e. softened.
-To confess, and be hanged-] This is a proverbial saying,
without some instruction.] Othello alludes to Cassio's dream, which had been invented and told him by Iago. When many confused and very interesting ideas pour in upon the mind all at once, and with such rapidity that it has not time to shape or digest them, if it does not relieve itself by tears (which we know it often does, whether for joy or grief) it produces stupefaction and fainting.
Othello, in broken sentences and single words, all of which have a reference to the cause of his jealousy, shows, that all the proofs are present at once to his mind, which so over-powers it, that he falls into a trance, the natural consequence.
Sir J. REYNOLDS.
Noses, ears, and lips :- Is it possible ? Confess! Handkerchief !
_devil! [Falls in a Trance. Iago. Work on, My inedicine, work! Thus credulous fools are
caught; And many worthy and chaste dames, even thus, All guiltless meet reproach.-What, ho! my lord !
Cas. What is the matter?
Iago. My lord is fallen into an epilepsy;
Cas. Rub him about the temples.
No, forbear :
withdraw yourself a little while, He will recover straight; when he is gone, I would on great occasion speak with you.
Exit Cassio. How is it, general? have you not hurt your head?
Oth. Dost thou mock me?
I mock you! no, by heaven: 'Would, you would bear your fortunes like a man.
Oth. A horned man's a monster, and a beast.
Iago. There's many a beast then in a populous city, And many a civil monster.
Oth. Did he confess it? Iago.
Good sir, be a man? Think, every bearded fellow, that's but yok'd, May draw with you: there's millions now alive, That nightly lie in those unproper beds,
in those unproper beds,] Unproper, for common.
Which they dare swear peculiar; your case is better.
Oth. O, thou art wise ; 'tis certain.
Stand you awhile apart;
say, but mark his gesture. Marry, patience;
Dost thou hear, Iago ?
That's not amiss ; But yet keep time in all. Will
[OTHELLO withdraws. Now will I question Cassio of Bianca, A housewife, that, by selling her desires, Buys herself bread and clothes : it is a creature,
in a secure couch,] In a couch in which he is lulled into a false security and confidence in his wife's virtue.
list.] List, or lists, is barriers, bounds. Keep your temper, says Iago, within the bounds of patience. encave yourself,] Hide yourself in a private place.
That dotes on Cassio, -as 'tis the strumpet's plague,
Re-enter Cassio. As he shall smile, Othello shall go mad; And his unbookish jealousy* must construe Poor Cassio's smiles, gestures, and light behaviour, Quite in the wrong. How do you now, lieutenant?
Cas. The worser, that you give me the addition, Whose want even kills me.
Iago. Ply Desdemona well, and you are sure of't. Now, if this suit lay in Bianca's power,
[Speaking lower. How quickly should you speed ? Cas.
Alas, poor caitiff! Oth. Look, how he laughs already! [Aside. Iago. I never knew a woman love man so. Cas. Alas, poor rogue! I think i'faith, she loves
Oth. Now he denies it faintly, and laughs it out.
[Aside. Iago. Do you hear, Cassio ? Oth.
Now he importunes him To tell it o'er : Go to ; well said, well said. [Aside. Iago. She gives it out, that you shall
marry Do you intend it? Cas.
Ha, ha, ha! Oth. Do you triumph, Roman ? do you triumphs
4 And his unbookish jealousy -] Unbookish, for ignorant.
5 Do you triumph, Roman? do you triumph?] Othello calls him Roman ironically. Triumph, which was a Roman ceremony, brought Roman into his thoughts. What (says he) you are now triumphing as great as a Roman? Johnson.