Othello
Act IV, Scene 1
Cyprus. Before the castle.
- Enter Othello and Iago.
Iago
1- Will you think so?
Othello
2- Think so, Iago?
Iago
3 - 4- What,
- To kiss in private?
Othello
5- An unauthoriz’d kiss!
Iago
6 - 7- Or to be naked with her friend in bed
- An hour, or more, not meaning any harm?
Othello
8 - 11- Naked in bed, 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
12 - 13- If they do nothing, ’tis a venial slip;
- But if I give my wife a handkerchief—
Othello
14- What then?
Iago
15 - 16- Why then ’tis hers, my lord, and being hers,
- She may, I think, bestow’t on any man.
Othello
17 - 18- She is protectress of her honor too;
- May she give that?
Iago
19 - 21- Her honor is an essence that’s not seen;
- They have it very oft that have it not.
- But for the handkerchief—
Othello
22 - 25- By heaven, I would most gladly have forgot it.
- Thou saidst (O, it comes o’er my memory,
- As doth the raven o’er the infectious house,
- Boding to all) he had my handkerchief.
Iago
26- Ay; what of that?
Othello
27- That’s not so good now.
Iago
28 - 34- What
- If I had said I had seen him do you wrong?
- Or heard him say—as knaves be such abroad,
- Who having by their own importunate suit,
- Or voluntary dotage of some mistress,
- Convinced or supplied them, cannot choose
- But they must blab—
Othello
35- Hath he said any thing?
Iago
36 - 37- He hath, my lord, but be you well assur’d,
- No more than he’ll unswear.
Othello
38- What hath he said?
Iago
39- Faith, that he did—I know not what he did.
Othello
40- What? What?
Iago
41- Lie—
Othello
42- With her?
Iago
43- With her? On her; what you will.
Othello
44 - 51- Lie with her? Lie on her? We say lie on her, when they belie
- her. Lie with her! ’Zounds, that’s fulsome!
- Handkerchief—confessions—handkerchief! To confess, and be
- hang’d for his labor—first to be hang’d, 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 shakes me thus. Pish! Noses, ears, and lips. Is’t
- possible? Confess? Handkerchief? O devil!
- Falls in a trance.
Iago
52 - 57- Work on,
- My medicine, work! Thus credulous fools are caught,
- And many worthy and chaste dames even thus
- (All guiltless) meet reproach.—What ho! My lord!
- My lord, I say! Othello!
- Enter Cassio.
- How now, Cassio?
Cassio
58- What’s the matter?
Iago
59 - 60- My lord is fall’n into an epilepsy.
- This is his second fit; he had one yesterday.
Cassio
61- Rub him about the temples.
Iago
62 - 69- No, forbear,
- The lethargy must have his quiet course;
- If not, he foams at mouth, and by and by
- Breaks out to savage madness. Look, he stirs.
- Do you 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?
Othello
70- Dost thou mock me?
Iago
71 - 72- I mock you not, by heaven.
- Would you would bear your fortune like a man!
Othello
73- A horned man’s a monster and a beast.
Iago
74 - 75- There’s many a beast then in a populous city,
- And many a civil monster.
Othello
76- Did he confess it?
Iago
77 - 85- 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
- Which they dare swear peculiar; your case is better.
- O, ’tis the spite of hell, the fiend’s arch-mock,
- To lip a wanton in a secure couch,
- And to suppose her chaste! No, let me know,
- And knowing what I am, I know what she shall be.
Othello
86- O, thou art wise; ’tis certain.
Iago
87 - 102- Stand you a while apart,
- Confine yourself but in a patient list.
- Whilst you were here o’erwhelmed with your grief
- (A passion most unsuiting such a man),
- Cassio came hither. I shifted him away,
- And laid good ’scuses upon your ecstasy;
- Bade him anon return and here speak with me,
- The which he promis’d. Do but encave yourself,
- And mark the fleers, the gibes, and notable scorns
- That dwell in every region of his face,
- For I will make him tell the tale anew:
- Where, how, how oft, how long ago, and when
- He hath, and is again to cope your wife.
- I say, but mark his gesture. Marry, patience,
- Or I shall say y’ are all in all in spleen,
- And nothing of a man.
Othello
103 - 105- Dost thou hear, Iago,
- I will be found most cunning in my patience;
- But (dost thou hear) most bloody.
Iago
106 - 118- That’s not amiss,
- But yet keep time in all. Will you withdraw?
- Othello withdraws.
- Now will I question Cassio of Bianca,
- A huswife that by selling her desires
- Buys herself bread and clothes. It is a creature
- That dotes on Cassio (as ’tis the strumpet’s plague
- To beguile many and be beguil’d by one);
- He, when he hears of her, cannot restrain
- From the excess of laughter. Here he comes.
- Enter Cassio.
- As he shall smile, Othello shall go mad;
- And his unbookish jealousy must construe
- Poor Cassio’s smiles, gestures, and light behaviors
- Quite in the wrong. How do you now, lieutenant?
Cassio
119 - 120- The worser that you give me the addition
- Whose want even kills me.
Iago
121 - 123- Ply Desdemona well, and you are sure on’t.
- Speaking lower.
- Now, if this suit lay in Bianca’s pow’r,
- How quickly should you speed!
Cassio
124- Alas, poor caitiff!
Othello
125- Look how he laughs already!
Iago
126- I never knew woman love man so.
Cassio
127- Alas, poor rogue, I think, i’ faith, she loves me.
Othello
128- Now he denies it faintly, and laughs it out.
Iago
129- Do you hear, Cassio?
Othello
130 - 131- Now he importunes him
- To tell it o’er. Go to, well said, well said.
Iago
132 - 133- She gives it out that you shall marry her.
- Do you intend it?
Cassio
134- Ha, ha, ha!
Othello
135- Do you triumph, Roman? Do you triumph?
Cassio
136 - 137- I marry her! What? A customer! Prithee bear some charity to
- my wit, do not think it so unwholesome. Ha, ha, ha!
Othello
138- So, so, so, so; they laugh that wins.
Iago
139- Faith, the cry goes that you marry her.
Cassio
140- Prithee say true.
Iago
141- I am a very villain else.
Othello
142- Have you scor’d me? Well.
Cassio
143 - 145- This is the monkey’s own giving out. She is persuaded I will
- marry her, out of her own love and flattery, not out of my
- promise.
Othello
146- Iago beckons me; now he begins the story.
Cassio
147 - 150- She was here even now; she haunts me in every place. I was
- the other day talking on the sea-bank with certain
- Venetians, and thither comes the bauble, and by this hand,
- falls me thus about my neck—
Othello
151- Crying, “O dear Cassio!” as it were; his gesture imports it.
Cassio
152 - 153- So hangs, and lolls, and weeps upon me; so hales and pulls
- me. Ha, ha, ha!
Othello
154 - 155- Now he tells how she pluck’d him to my chamber. O, I see
- that nose of yours, but not that dog I shall throw it to.
Cassio
156- Well, I must leave her company.
Iago
157- Before me! Look where she comes.
- Enter Bianca.
Cassio
158 - 159- ’Tis such another fitchew! Marry, a perfum’d one!—What do
- you mean by this haunting of me?
Bianca
160 - 166- Let the devil and his dam haunt you! What did you mean by
- that same handkerchief you gave me even now? I was a fine
- fool to take it. I must take out the work? A likely piece of
- work, that you should find it in your chamber, and know not
- who left it there! This is some minx’s token, and I must
- take out the work? There, give it your hobby-horse.
- Wheresoever you had it, I’ll take out no work on’t.
Cassio
167- How now, my sweet Bianca? How now? How now?
Othello
168- By heaven, that should be my handkerchief!
Bianca
169 - 170- An’ you’ll come to supper tonight, you may; an’ you will
- not, come when you are next prepar’d for.
- Exit.
Iago
171- After her, after her.
Cassio
172- Faith, I must, she’ll rail in the streets else.
Iago
173- Will you sup there?
Cassio
174- Faith, I intend so.
Iago
175 - 176- Well, I may chance to see you; for I would very fain speak
- with you.
Cassio
177- Prithee come; will you?
Iago
178- Go to; say no more.
- Exit Cassio.
Othello
179- Advancing.
- How shall I murder him, Iago?
Iago
180- Did you perceive how he laugh’d at his vice?
Othello
181- O Iago!
Iago
182- And did you see the handkerchief?
Othello
183- Was that mine?
Iago
184 - 186- Yours, by this hand. And to see how he prizes the foolish
- woman your wife! She gave it him, and he hath giv’n it his
- whore.
Othello
187 - 188- I would have him nine years a-killing. A fine woman! A fair
- woman! A sweet woman!
Iago
189- Nay, you must forget that.
Othello
190 - 194- Ay, let her rot, and perish, and be damn’d tonight, for she
- shall not live. No, my heart is turn’d to stone; I strike
- it, and it hurts my hand. O, the world hath not a sweeter
- creature! She might lie by an emperor’s side and command him
- tasks.
Iago
195- Nay, that’s not your way.
Othello
196 - 199- Hang her, I do but say what she is. So delicate with her
- needle! An admirable musician! O, she will sing the
- savageness out of a bear. Of so high and plenteous wit and
- invention!
Iago
200- She’s the worse for all this.
Othello
201 - 202- O, a thousand, a thousand times. And then of so gentle a
- condition!
Iago
203- Ay, too gentle.
Othello
204 - 205- Nay, that’s certain. But yet the pity of it, Iago! O Iago,
- the pity of it, Iago!
Iago
206 - 207- If you are so fond over her iniquity, give her patent to
- offend, for if it touch not you, it comes near nobody.
Othello
208- I will chop her into messes. Cuckold me!
Iago
209- O, ’tis foul in her.
Othello
210- With mine officer!
Iago
211- That’s fouler.
Othello
212 - 214- 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.
Iago
215 - 216- Do it not with poison; strangle her in her bed, even the bed
- she hath contaminated.
Othello
217- Good, good; the justice of it pleases; very good.
Iago
218 - 219- And for Cassio, let me be his undertaker.
- You shall hear more by midnight.
Othello
220 - 221- Excellent good.
- A trumpet.
- What trumpet is that same?
Iago
222 - 224- I warrant, something from Venice.
- Enter Lodovico, Desdemona, and Attendants.
- ’Tis Lodovico—
- This comes from the Duke. See, your wife’s with him.
Lodovico
225- God save you, worthy general!
Othello
226- With all my heart, sir.
Lodovico
227- The Duke and the senators of Venice greet you.
- Gives him a letter.
Othello
228- I kiss the instrument of their pleasures.
- Opens the letter and reads.
Desdemona
229- And what’s the news, good cousin Lodovico?
Iago
230 - 231- I am very glad to see you, signior;
- Welcome to Cyprus.
Lodovico
232- I thank you. How does Lieutenant Cassio?
Iago
233- Lives, sir.
Desdemona
234 - 235- Cousin, there’s fall’n between him and my lord
- An unkind breach; but you shall make all well.
Othello
236- Are you sure of that?
Desdemona
237- My lord?
Othello
238- Reads.
- “This fail you not to do, as you will—”
Lodovico
239 - 240- He did not call; he’s busy in the paper.
- Is there division ’twixt my lord and Cassio?
Desdemona
241 - 242- A most unhappy one. I would do much
- T’ atone them, for the love I bear to Cassio.
Othello
243- Fire and brimstone!
Desdemona
244- My lord?
Othello
245- Are you wise?
Desdemona
246- What, is he angry?
Lodovico
247 - 249- May be th’ letter mov’d him;
- For as I think, they do command him home,
- Deputing Cassio in his government.
Desdemona
250- By my troth, I am glad on’t.
Othello
251- Indeed?
Desdemona
252- My lord?
Othello
253- I am glad to see you mad.
Desdemona
254- Why, sweet Othello?
Othello
255- Striking her.
- Devil!
Desdemona
256- I have not deserv’d this.
Lodovico
257 - 259- 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.
Othello
260 - 263- 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!
Desdemona
264- I will not stay to offend you.
- Going.
Lodovico
265 - 266- Truly, an obedient lady:
- I do beseech your lordship call her back.
Othello
267- Mistress!
Desdemona
268- My lord?
Othello
269- What would you with her, sir?
Lodovico
270- Who, I, my lord?
Othello
271 - 282- 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 home.—Get you away;
- I’ll send for you anon.—Sir, I obey the mandate,
- And will return to Venice.—Hence, avaunt!
- Exit Desdemona.
- Cassio shall have my place. And, sir, tonight
- I do entreat that we may sup together.
- You are welcome, sir, to Cyprus.—Goats and monkeys!
- Exit.
Lodovico
283 - 287- Is this the noble Moor whom our full Senate
- Call all in all sufficient? Is this the nature
- Whom passion could not shake? Whose solid virtue
- The shot of accident nor dart of chance
- Could neither graze nor pierce?
Iago
288- He is much chang’d.
Lodovico
289- Are his wits safe? Is he not light of brain?
Iago
290 - 292- He’s that he is; I may not breathe my censure
- What he might be. If what he might he is not,
- I would to heaven he were!
Lodovico
293- What? Strike his wife?
Iago
294 - 295- Faith, that was not so well; yet would I knew
- That stroke would prove the worst!
Lodovico
296 - 298- Is it his use?
- Or did the letters work upon his blood,
- And new-create this fault?
Iago
299 - 304- 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.
Lodovico
305- I am sorry that I am deceiv’d in him.
- Exeunt.