The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war! Iago. Is it possible?-My lord, Oth. Villain, be sure thou prove my love a whore; Be sure of it; give me the ocular proof; [Taking him by the Throat. Or, by the worth of mine eternal soul, Thou hadst been better have been born a dog, Iago. Is it come to this? Oth. Make me to see it; or (at the least) so prove it, That the probation bear no hinge, nor loop, To hang a doubt on: or, woe upon thy life! Iago. My noble lord, Oth. If thou dost slander her, and torture me, Never pray more: abandon all remorse ;a On horror's head horrors accumulate: Do deeds to make heaven weep, all earth amaz'd, Iago. Q grace! O heaven defend me! God be wi' you; take mine office.-O wretched fool, O monstrous world! Take note, take note, O world, I thank you for this profit; and, from hence, I'll love no friend, since love breeds such offence. Oth. By the world, I think my wife be honest, and think she is not; As Dian's visage, is now begrim'd and black I'll not endure it.-Would, I were satisfied! Iago. I see, sir, you are eaten up with passion: I do repent me, that I put it to you. You would be satisfied? Oth. Would! nay, I will. Iago. And may: But, how? how satisfied, my lord?. Would you, the supervisor, grossly gape on? Behold her tupp'd? Oth. Death and damnation! O! Iago. It were a tedious difficulty, I think, To bring them to that prospect: Damn them then, It is impossible, you should see this, C Were they as prime as goats, as hot as monkeys, There are a kind of men so loose of soul, In sleep I heard him say,-Sweet Desdemona, And then, sir, would he gripe, and wring my hand, b prime-] i. e. Prompt. -a MALONE. living reason —] i. e. A reason founded on fact and experience. Cry,-O, sweet creature! and then kiss me hard, That grew upon my lips: then laid his leg Iago. Nay, this was but his dream. Oth. But this denoted a foregone conclusion;d 'Tis a shrewd doubt, though it be but a dream. Iago. And this may help to thicken other proofs, That do demonstrate thinly. Oth. I'll tear her all to pieces. Oth. I gave her such a one; 'twas my first gift. Oth. If it be that, Iago. If it be that, or any that was her's, Arise, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell! d Iago. Pray, be content. Oth. O, blood, Iago, blood! a foregone conclusion ;] A conclusion in Shakspeare's time meant an experiment or trial.-MALONE. e yet we see nothing done;] An oblique and secret mock at Othello's saying,-Give me ocular proof.-WARBURTON. hearted throne,] Hearted throne, is the heart on which thou wast enthroned.-JOHNSON. Swell, bosom, &c.] i. e. Swell, because thy fraught is of poison.-WAR Iago. Patience, I say; your mind, perhaps, may change. Swallow them up.-Now, by yond' marble heaven, [Kneels. Do not rise yet.- [Kneels. I here engage my words. To wrong'd Othello's service! let him command, What bloody work soever.k Oth. I greet thy love, Not with vain thanks, but with acceptance bounteous, And will upon the instant put thee to❜t: Within these three days let me hear thee say, That Cassio's not alive. Iago. My friend is dead; 'tis done, at your request: But let her live. Oth. Damn her, lewd minx! O, damn her! Come, go with me apart; I will withdraw, To furnish me with some swift means of death For the fair devil. Now art thou my lieutenant. k capable] i. e. Capacious, comprehensive. And to obey shall be in me remorse, [Exeunt. What bloody work soever.] Iago devotes himself to wronged Othello, and says, Let him command whatever bloody business, and in me it shall be an act, not of cruelty, but of tenderness, to obey him: not of malice to others, but of tenderness for him.-JOHNSON. SCENE IV. The same. Enter DESDEMONA, EMILIA, and Clown. Des. Do you know, sirrah, where lieutenant Cassio lies? Clo. I dare not say, he lies any where. Des. Why, man? Clo. He is a soldier; and for me to say a soldier lies, is stabbing. Des. Go to; Where lodges he? Clo. To tell you where he lodges, is to tell you where I lie. Des. Can any thing be made of this? Clo. I know not where he lodges; and for me to devise a lodging, and say-he lies here, or he lies there, were to lie in my own throat. Des. Can you enquire him out, and be edified by report? Clo. I will catechize the world for him; that is, make questions, and by them answer.1 Des. Seek him, bid him come hither; tell him, I have moved my lord in his behalf, and hope, all will be well. Clo. To do this, is within the compass of man's wit; and therefore I will attempt the doing it. [Exit. Des. Where should I lose that handkerchief, Emilia? Emil. I know not, madam. Des. Believe me, I had rather have lost my purse Full of cruzadoes." And, but my noble Moor Is true of mind, and made of no such baseness As jealous creatures are, it were enough To put him to ill thinking. Emil. Is he not jealous? Des. Who, he? I think, the sun, where he was born, Drew all such humours from him. and by them answer.] i. e. And by them, when answered, form my own answer to you. The quaintness of the expression is in character.-MALONE. cruzadoes.] A Portuguese coin, in value three shillings sterling. So called from the cross stamped upon it.-GREY and JouNSON. |