Oth. I have another weapon in this chamber, It is a sword of Spain, the ice-brook's temper; 9 O, here it is :-Uncle, I must come forth. Gra. [within.] If thou attempt it, it will cost thee dear; Thou hast no weapon, and perforce must suffer. Oth. Look in upon me then, and speak with me, Or, naked as I am, I will assault thee. Re-enter GRATIANO. Gra. What is the matter? Oth. Behold! I have a weapon; A better never did itself sustain Upon a soldier's thigh: I have seen the day, And he retires ;-Where should Othello go?— Now, how dost thou look now? O ill-starr'd wench !1 O cursed, cursed slave !-Whip me, ye devils, Dead? O! O! O! Enter LODOVICO, MONTANO, CASSIO, carried in a If that thou beʼst a devil, I cannot kill thee. [OTHELLO Wounds IAGO. Lod. Wrench his sword from him. Iago. I bleed, sir; but not kill'd. Oth. I am not sorry neither; I'd have thee live ; [9] See Illustrations, Vol. IX. [2] To see if, according to the common opinion, his feet be cloven. JOHNS, For, in my sense, 'tis happiness to die. Lod. O thou Othello, that was once so good, Oth. Why, any thing: An honourable murderer, if you will; For nought I did in hate, but all in honour. Lod. This wretch hath part confess'd his villainy. Cas. Dear general, I never gave you cause, Iago. Demand me nothing: What you know, you know: From this time forth I never will speak word. Lod. What not to pray? Gra. Torments will ope your lips. Oth. Well, thou dost best. Lod. Sir, you shall understand what hath befall'n, Which, as I think, you know not: Here is a letter, Found in the pocket of the slain Roderigo ; And here, another: the one of them imports The death of Cassio to be undertook By Roderigo. Oth. O villain ! Cas. Most heathenish, and most gross! Lod. Now here's another discontented paper, Found in his pocket too; and this, it seems, Roderigo meant to have sent this damned villain; But that, belike, Iago in the interim Came in and satisfied him. Oth. O the pernicious caitiff!— How came you, Cassio, by that handkerchief Cas. I found it in my chamber : And he himself confess'd, but even now, Oth. O fool! fool! fool! Cas. There is, besides, in Roderigo's letter, How he upbraids Iago, that he made him Lod. You must forsake this room, and go with us; That can torment him much, and hold him long, I have done the state some service, and they know it; Nor set down aught in malice: then must you speak Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees Lod. O bloody period! Gra. All, that's spoke, is marr'd. [Stabs himself. Oth. I kiss'd thee, ere I kill'd thee ;-No way but this, [Falling upon DESDEM. [Dies. Killing myself, to die upon a kiss. Cas. This did I fear, but thought he had no weapon; For he was great of heart. Lod. O Spartan dog, More fell than anguish, hunger, or the sea! Look on the tragic loading of this bed; [To IAGO. This is thy work the object poisons sight ;- |