Table of Contents

 

ACT I 3

SCENE I. Venice. A street. 3

SCENE II. Another street. 15

SCENE III. A council-chamber. 23

ACT II 44

SCENE I. A Sea-port in Cyprus. An open place near the quay. 44

SCENE II. A street. 63

SCENE III. A hall in the castle. 64

ACT III 85

SCENE I. Before the castle. 85

SCENE II. A room in the castle. 90

SCENE III. The garden of the castle. 91

SCENE IV. Before the castle. 119

ACT IV. 133

SCENE I. Cyprus. Before the castle. 133

SCENE II. A room in the castle. 153

SCENE III. Another room In the castle. 169

ACT V. 176

SCENE I. Cyprus. A street. 176

SCENE II. A bedchamber in the castle. DESDEMONA in bed asleep. 187

 


 

Othello, the Moor of Venice

by

William Shakespeare

 

Othello

ACT I

SCENE I. Venice. A street.

Enter RODERIGO and IAGO

RODERIGO

Tush! Never tell me. I take it much unkindly
That thou, Iago, who hast had my purse
(
Roderigo has been paying Iago money)
As if the strings were thine, shouldst know of this.
know of this=know of Othello’s elopement with Desdemona

IAGO

'Sblood (by Christ’s blood) but you will not hear (listen to) me.
If ever I did dream of such a matter, abhor me.
(
Iago says that the elopement was a surprise to him)

RODERIGO

Thou told'st me thou didst hold him (Othello) in thy hate.

IAGO

Despise me, if I do not. Three great ones of the city,
In personal suit to make me his lieutenant,
his lieutenant=Othello’s lieutenant
Off-capp'd to him, and, by the faith of man,
off-capped to him=doffed their hats to Othello out of respect
I know my price, I am worth no worse a place,
But he, as loving his own pride and purposes,
Evades them with a bombast circumstance
bombast=cotton used in quilted clothing
circumstance=details

Horribly stuff'd with epithets of war,
And, in conclusion,
Nonsuits my mediators, for, 'Certes,' says he,
certes=without doubt
'I have already chose my officer.'
And what was he?
Forsooth, a great arithmetician,
forsooth=in truth
One Michael Cassio, a Florentine,
A fellow almost damn'd in a fair wife,
fair wife – never mentioned again
That never set a squadron in the field
Nor the division of a battle knows
battle=battalion
More than a spinster , unless the bookish theoric,
spinster=woman who does the spinning
unless=except for
Wherein the toged consuls can propose
toged consuls=toga-ed (wrapped in togas) senators
As masterly as he. Mere prattle without practice
Is all his soldiership, but he, sir, had the election,
he=Othello

had the election=had the right of choice
And I, of whom his eyes had seen the proof
At Rhodes, at Cyprus, and on other grounds
Christian and heathen, must be be-lee'd and calm'd
(
no wind in his sails)
By debitor and creditor. This counter-caster,
debitor=bookkeeper
counter-caster=bean counter

He, in good time, must his lieutenant be,
And I--God bless the mark!--his Moorship's ancient.
ancient=commissioned officer lower than lieutenant

RODERIGO

By heaven, I rather would have been his hangman.
hangman=the one to hang him

IAGO

Why, there's no remedy. 'Tis the curse of service.
service=military service
Preferment goes by letter and affection
And not by old gradation, where each second
gradation=seniority
Stood heir to the first. Now, sir, be judge yourself
Whether I in any just term am affined
affined=obliged
To love the Moor.

RODERIGO

I would not follow him then.

IAGO

O, sir, content you.
I follow him to serve my turn upon him.
(
use him for my own ends)
We cannot all be masters, nor all masters
Cannot be truly follow'd. You shall mark
mark=notice
Many a duteous and knee-crooking knave
That, doting on his own obsequious bondage,
Wears out his time, much like his master's ass,
time=lifetime
For nought but provender, and, when he's old, cashier'd.
cashiered=discarded
Whip me such honest knaves. Others there are
whip me=whip for me
Who, trimm'd in forms and visages of duty,
visages=appearances
Keep yet their hearts attending on themselves
And, throwing but shows of service on their lords,
Do well thrive by them and, when they have lined
their coats,
lined their coats=lines their pockets
Do themselves homage. These fellows have some soul,
And such a one do I profess myself, for, sir,
It is as sure as you are Roderigo,
Were I the Moor, I would not be Iago.
(
I would not be anyone’s follower)
In following him, I follow but myself.
Heaven is my judge, not I for love and duty
But seeming so, for my peculiar end,
peculiar=private
For when my outward action doth demonstrate
The native act and figure of my heart
In complement extern, 'tis not long after
in complement extern - outward behavior matches inward
But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve
For daws to peck at. I am not what I am.

RODERIGO

What a full fortune does the thicklips owe
thicklips - racial slur
owe=own
If he can carry't thus!
(
if he can carry this off)

IAGO

Call up her father.
Rouse him. Make after him, poison his delight,
Proclaim him in the streets. Incense her kinsmen
And, though he in a fertile climate dwell,
Plague him with flies. Though that his joy be joy,
flies=annoyances
(however real his happiness is)
Yet throw such changes of vexation on't
on’t=on his joy
As it may lose some colour.

RODERIGO

Here is her father's house. I'll call aloud.

IAGO

Do, with like timorous accent and dire yell
timorous=full of fear
As when, by night and negligence, the fire
Is spied in populous cities.

RODERIGO

What, ho, Brabantio! Signior Brabantio, ho!

IAGO

Awake! What, ho, Brabantio! Thieves! Thieves! Thieves!
Look to your house, your daughter, and your bags!
bags=money bags
Thieves! Thieves!

BRABANTIO appears above, at a window

BRABANTIO

What is the reason of this terrible summons?
terrible=terrifying
What is the matter there?

RODERIGO

Signior, is all your family within?

IAGO

Are your doors lock'd?

BRABANTIO

Why, wherefore ask you this?

IAGO

'Zounds, sir, you're robb'd. For shame, put on
your gown.
zounds=by Christ’s wounds
Your heart is burst, you have lost half your soul.
Even now, now, very now, an old black ram
Is topping your white ewe. Arise, arise.
Awake the snorting citizens with the bell
Or else the devil will make a grandsire of you. Arise, I say.

BRABANTIO

What, have you lost your wits?

RODERIGO

Most reverend signior, do you know my voice?

BRABANTIO

Not I. What are you?

RODERIGO

My name is Roderigo.

BRABANTIO

The worser welcome.
I have charged thee not to haunt about my doors.
In honest plainness thou hast heard me say
My daughter is not for thee, and now, in madness,
Being full of supper and distempering draughts,
distempering draughts=mood-changing draughts of wine or ale
Upon malicious bravery dost thou come
To start my quiet.
start=upset
(
Roderigo had been courting Desdemona)

RODERIGO

Sir, sir, sir,--

BRABANTIO

But thou must needs be sure
My spirit and my place have in them power
place=position
To make this bitter to thee.

RODERIGO

Patience, good sir.

BRABANTIO

What tell'st thou me of robbing? This is Venice.
My house is not a grange (
farmhouse).

RODERIGO

Most grave Brabantio,
In simple and pure soul I come to you.

IAGO

'Zounds, sir, you are one of those that will not
‘zounds=Christ’s wounds
serve God, [
even] if the devil bid you. Because we come to
do you service and you think we are ruffians, you'll
have your daughter covered with a Barbary horse;
you'll have your nephews neigh to you; you'll have
coursers for cousins and gennets for germans.
coursers=swift horses
gennets for germans=donkeys for brothers/sisters

BRABANTIO

What profane wretch art thou?

IAGO

I am one, sir, that comes to tell you your daughter
and
the Moor are now making the beast with two backs.

BRABANTIO

Thou art a villain.

IAGO

You are--a senator.

BRABANTIO

This thou shalt answer [for]. I know thee, Roderigo.

RODERIGO

Sir, I will answer any thing, but, I beseech you,
If't be your pleasure and most wise consent,
As partly I find it is, that your fair daughter,
At this odd-even and dull watch o' the night,
odd-even=between one day and the next (around midnight)
Transported, with no worse nor better guard
But with a knave of common hire, a gondolier,
To the gross clasps of a lascivious Moor--
If this be known to you and your allowance,
We then have done you bold and saucy wrongs,
But if you know not this, my manners tell me
We have your wrong rebuke. Do not believe
That, [
removed] from the sense of all civility,
I thus would play and trifle with your reverence.
Your daughter, if you have not given her leave,
I say again, hath made a gross revolt,
Tying her duty, beauty, wit, and fortunes
In an extravagant and wheeling stranger
wheeling=wandering away from home
stranger=foreigner
Of here and everywhere. Straight satisfy yourself.
straight=straightaway
If she be in her chamber or your house,
Let loose on me the justice of the state
For thus deluding you.

BRABANTIO

Strike on the tinder, ho!
Give me a taper! Call up all my people!
taper=torch (lit by tinder)
This accident is not unlike my dream.
accident=unexpected event
Belief of it oppresses me already.
Light, I say! Light!

Exit above

IAGO

Farewell, for I must leave you.
It seems not meet, nor wholesome, to my place
To be produced--as, if I stay, I shall—
(
produced=produced as a witness against the Moor)
Against the Moor, for, I do know, the state,
However this may gall him with some check,
check=rebuke
Cannot with safety cast him [
away], for he's embark'd
With such loud reason to the Cyprus wars,
Which even now stand in act that, for [
all] their souls,
stand in act=are underway
Another of his fathom they have none,
fathom=capability
To lead their business, in which regard,
Though I do hate him as I do hell-pains,
Yet, for necessity of present life,
life=livelihood
I must show out a flag and sign of love,
Which is indeed but sign. That you shall surely find him,
Lead to the Sagittary the raised search,
Sagittary=an inn
raised search=search party roused from their beds
And there will I be with him. So, farewell.

Exit

Enter, below, BRABANTIO and servants with torches

BRABANTIO

It is too true an evil. Gone she is,
And what's to come of my despised time
despised time=hateful remainder of my life
Is nought but bitterness. Now, Roderigo,
Where didst thou see her? O unhappy girl!
With the Moor, say'st thou? Who would be a father!
How didst thou know 'twas she? O, she deceives me
Past thought! What said she to you? Get more tapers.
Raise all my kindred. Are they married, think you?

RODERIGO

Truly, I think they are.

BRABANTIO

O heaven! How got she out? O treason of the blood!
Fathers, from hence trust not your daughters' minds
By what you see them act. Is there not charms
By which the property of youth and maidhood
property=nature
May be abused? Have you not read, Roderigo,
abused=affected
Of some such thing?

RODERIGO

Yes, sir, I have indeed.

BRABANTIO

Call up my brother. O, would you had had her!
Some one way, some another. Do you know
Where we may apprehend her and the Moor?

RODERIGO

I think I can discover him, if you please
To get good guard and go along with me.

BRABANTIO

Pray you, lead on. At every house I'll call.
I may command at most. Get weapons, ho!
And raise some special officers of night.
On, good Roderigo. I'll deserve your pains.

Exeunt


 

SCENE II. Another street.

Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and attendants with torches

IAGO

Though in the trade of war I have slain men,
Yet do I hold it very stuff o' the conscience
To do no contrived murder. I lack iniquity
Sometimes to do me service. Nine or ten times
I had thought to have yerk'd him here under the ribs.
yerked him=stabbed Roderigo

OTHELLO

'Tis better as it is.

IAGO

Nay, but he prated (chattered)
And spoke such scurvy and provoking terms
Against your honour
That, with the little godliness I have,
I did full hard forbear him. But, I pray you, sir,
Are you fast married? Be assured of this,
That the magnifico is much beloved
magnifico=Brabantio, Desdemona’s father
And hath in his effect a voice potential
As double as [
others and as equal to] the duke's. He will divorce you
Or put upon you what restraint and grievance
The law, with all his might to enforce it on,
Will give him cable.
cable=rope (leeway) enough

OTHELLO

Let him do his spite.
My services which I have done the signiory
signiory=Venetian government
Shall out-tongue his complaints. 'Tis yet to know,--
Which, when I know that boasting is an honour,
I shall promulgate--I fetch my life and being
promulgate=make public
From men of royal siege, and my demerits
demerits=deficiencies
May speak unbonneted to as proud a fortune
As this that I have reach'd, for know, Iago,
But that I love the gentle Desdemona,
but=except for the fact
I would not my unhoused free condition
Put into circumscription and confine
(
restraint and confinement)
For the sea's worth. But, look! what lights come yond?

IAGO

Those are the raised father and his friends.
You were best go in.

OTHELLO

Not I. I must be found.
My parts, my title, and my perfect soul
Shall manifest me rightly. Is it they?
manifest=reveal

IAGO

By Janus, I think no.
Janus=two-faced god, dear to Iago

Enter CASSIO and certain officers with torches

OTHELLO

The servants of the duke and my lieutenant.
The goodness of the night upon you, friends!
What is the news?

CASSIO

The duke does greet you, general,
And he requires your haste-post-haste appearance,
Even on the instant.

OTHELLO

What is the matter, think you?

CASSIO

Something from Cyprus as I may divine.
It is a business of some heat. The galleys
Have sent a dozen sequent messengers
sequent=one following another
This very night at one another's heels,
And many of the consuls, raised and met,
consuls=senators
Are at the duke's already. You have been
hotly call'd for,
When, being not at your lodging to be found,
The senate hath sent about three several quests
quests=pursuits
To search you out.

OTHELLO

'Tis well I am found by you.
I will but spend a word here in the house
And go with you.

Exit

CASSIO

Ancient, what makes he here?
ancient=officer
(what is he doing here)

IAGO

'Faith, he tonight hath boarded a land carrack.
carrack=merchant vessel (meaning Desdemona)
If it prove lawful prize, he's made for ever.

CASSIO

I do not understand.

IAGO

He's married.

CASSIO

To who?

Re-enter OTHELLO

IAGO

Marry, to--Come, captain, will you go?
marry=by the Virgin Mary

OTHELLO

Have with you.
(
yes, let’s go)

CASSIO

Here comes another troop to seek for you.

IAGO

It is Brabantio. General, be advised,
He comes to bad intent.

Enter BRABANTIO, RODERIGO, and officers with torches and weapons

OTHELLO

Holla! Stand there (halt)!

RODERIGO

Signior, it is the Moor.

BRABANTIO

Down with him, thief!

They draw on both sides

IAGO

You, Roderigo! Come, sir, I am for you.
(
Iago pretends to challenge Roderigo)

OTHELLO

Keep up your bright swords, for the dew will rust them.
keep up your bright swords=put up your unused swords
Good signior, you shall more command with years
Than with your weapons.

BRABANTIO

O thou foul thief, where hast thou stow'd my daughter?
Damn'd as thou art, thou hast enchanted her,
For I'll refer me to all things of sense
(
I’ll submit myself to a court of common sense)
If she in chains of magic were not bound,
if=whether
Whether a maid so tender, fair, and happy
(So opposite to marriage that she shunned
The wealthy curled darlings of our nation)
Would ever have, to incur a general mock,
Run from her guardage to the sooty bosom
Of such a thing as thou, to fear, not to delight.
to fear=in fear
Judge me the world if 'tis not gross in sense
judge me the world=let the world be my judge
gross in sense=obvious
That thou hast practiced on her with foul charms,
Abused her delicate youth with drugs or minerals
That weaken motion. I'll have't disputed on.
motion=mental powers
disputed on=argued by experts
'Tis probable and palpable to thinking.
I therefore apprehend and do attach thee
attach=arrest
For an abuser of the world, a practicer
Of arts inhibited and out of warrant.


 

arts inhibited=black magic prohibited
Lay hold upon him if he do resist.
Subdue him at his peril.

OTHELLO

Hold your hands,
Both you of my inclining and the rest.
my inclining=my faction
Were it my cue to fight, I should have known it
Without a prompter. Where will you that I go
To answer this your charge?

BRABANTIO

To prison, till fit time
Of law and course of direct session
course of direct session=the regular court
Call thee to answer.

OTHELLO

What if I do obey?
How may the duke be therewith satisfied
Whose messengers are here about my side
Upon some present business of the state
To bring me to him?

FIRST OFFICER

'Tis true, most worthy signior.
The duke's in council, and your noble self,
I am sure, is sent for.

BRABANTIO

How! The duke in council!
In this time of the night! Bring him away.
Mine's not an idle cause. The duke himself
Or any of my brothers of the state
Cannot but feel this wrong as 'twere their own,
For, if such actions may have passage free,
Bond-slaves and pagans shall our statesmen be.

Exeunt


 

 

SCENE III. A council-chamber.

The DUKE and Senators sitting at a table, officers attending

DUKE OF VENICE

There is no composition in these news
composition=consistency
(
“news” is plural)
That gives them credit.
credit=credibility

FIRST SENATOR

Indeed, they are disproportion'd.
disproportioned=inconsistent
My letters say a hundred and seven galleys.

DUKE OF VENICE

And mine, a hundred and forty.

SECOND SENATOR

And mine, two hundred,
But though they jump not on a just account--
jump=agree
just=exact

As in these cases, where the aim reports
aim reports=estimates
'Tis oft with difference--yet do they all confirm
A Turkish fleet and bearing up to Cyprus.

DUKE OF VENICE

Nay, it is possible enough to judgment.
to judgment=when carefully considered
I do not so secure me in the error,
But the main article I do approve
In fearful sense.
(
I don’t concentrate on the error at the expense of the frightening main idea in the message)

Sailor

[Within] What, ho! What, ho! What, ho!

FIRST OFFICER

A messenger from the galleys.

Enter a sailor

DUKE OF VENICE

Now, what's the business?

SAILOR

The Turkish preparation (prepared military force) makes for Rhodes.
So was I bid report here to the state
By Signior Angelo.

DUKE OF VENICE

How say you by (about) this change?

FIRST SENATOR

This cannot be,
By no assay of reason. 'Tis a pageant
assay of reason=test of common sense
To keep us in false gaze. When we consider
in false gaze=looking in the wrong direction
The importancy of Cyprus to the Turk
And let ourselves again but understand
That as it (
Cyprus) more concerns the Turk than Rhodes,
So may he with more facile question bear it,
facile question bear it=easy struggle capture it
For that it stands not in such warlike brace
for that=because
warlike brace=military posture
But altogether lacks the [
military] abilities
That Rhodes is dress'd in. If we make thought of this,
dressed in=equipped with
We must not think the Turk is so unskillful
To leave that latest which concerns him first,
Neglecting an attempt of ease and gain
attempt of ease and gain=attack on Cyprus
To wake and wage a danger profitless.
wage a danger profitless=attack Rhodes

DUKE OF VENICE

Nay, in all confidence, he's not for Rhodes.

FIRST OFFICER

Here is more news.

Enter a messenger

MESSENGER

The Ottomites (Turks), reverend and gracious [Duke],
Steering with due course towards the isle of Rhodes,
Have there injointed them with an after fleet.
(
they have joined with a second fleet of theirs)

FIRST SENATOR

Ay, so I thought. How many, as you guess?

MESSENGER

Of thirty sail, and now they do restem
Their backward course, bearing with frank appearance
restem their backward course=turn around
with frank appearance=openly

Their purposes toward Cyprus. Signior Montano,
Your trusty and most valiant servitor,
servitor=servant
With his free duty recommends you thus
And prays you to believe him.

DUKE OF VENICE

'Tis certain, then, for Cyprus.
Marcus Luccicos, is not he in town?

FIRST SENATOR

He's now in Florence.

DUKE OF VENICE

Write from us to him post-post-haste dispatch.

FIRST SENATOR

Here comes Brabantio and the valiant Moor.

Enter BRABANTIO, OTHELLO, IAGO, RODERIGO, and officers

DUKE OF VENICE

Valiant Othello, we must straight employ you
straight=straightaway
Against the general enemy Ottoman.

To BRABANTIO

I did not see you. Welcome, gentle signior.
We lack'd your counsel and your help tonight.

BRABANTIO

So did I yours. Good your grace, pardon me.
Neither my place nor aught I heard of business
place=official position
aught=anything

Hath raised me from my bed, nor doth the general care
Take hold on me, for my particular grief
Is of so flood-gate and o'erbearing nature
That it engluts and swallows other sorrows,
And it is still itself.

DUKE OF VENICE

Why, what's the matter?

BRABANTIO

My daughter! O, my daughter!

ALL

Dead?

BRABANTIO

Ay, to me.
She is abused, stol'n from me, and corrupted
abused=deceived
By spells and medicines bought of mountebanks,
mountebanks=traveling drug sellers
For nature so preposterously to err,
Being not deficient, blind, or lame of sense,
Sans [
except for] witchcraft [nature] could not [err].

DUKE OF VENICE

Whoe'er he be that in this foul proceeding
Hath thus beguiled your daughter of herself
And you of her, the bloody book of law
You shall yourself read in the bitter letter
(
you shall read the law according to your own interpretation)
After your own sense, yea, though our proper son
Stood in your action.

BRABANTIO

Humbly I thank your grace.
Here is the man, this Moor, whom now, it seems,
Your special mandate for the state-affairs
Hath hither brought.

DUKE OF VENICE

We are very sorry for't.

DUKE OF VENICE

[To OTHELLO] What, in your own part, can you say to this?

BRABANTIO

Nothing, but this is so.

OTHELLO

Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors,
My very noble and approved good masters,
That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter,
It is most true. True, I have married her.
The very head and front of my offending
Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech
And little bless'd with the soft phrase of peace,
For since these arms of mine had seven years' pith,
seven years’ pith=seven years of growth (since he was seven years old)
Till now some nine moons wasted, they have used
nine moons wasted=nine months gone by
Their dearest action in the tented field,
And little of this great world can I speak
More than pertains to feats of broil and battle,
broil=disturbance
And, therefore, little shall I grace my cause
In speaking for myself. Yet, by your gracious patience,
I will a round, unvarnish'd tale deliver
Of my whole course of love, [
with] what drugs, what charms,
What conjuration, and what mighty magic
For such proceeding I am charged withal
I won his daughter.
(
with what drugs . . . I won his daughter)

BRABANTIO

A maiden never bold,
Of spirit so still and quiet that her motion
motion=stirring of feelings
Blush'd at herself, and she, in spite of [
differences in] nature,
Of years, of country, credit (
reputation), everything,
To fall in love with what she fear'd to look on!
It is a judgment maim'd and most imperfect
That will confess (
declare) [that] perfection so could err
Against all rules of nature. [
Judgment] and must be driven
To find out practices of cunning hell
practices of cunning hell=black magic
[
to explain] Why this should be. I, therefore, vouch again
That with some mixtures powerful o'er the blood
Or with some dram conjured to this effect
dram=small dose
He wrought upon her.
wrought – past tense of “work”

DUKE OF VENICE

To vouch this is no proof
Without more wider and more overt test
Than these thin habits and poor likelihoods
habits=clothing
Of modern seeming do (
seem to) prefer (present) against him.
modern=commonplace

FIRST SENATOR

But, Othello, speak.
Did you by indirect and forced courses
indirect=devious
Subdue and poison this young maid's affections?
Or came it by request and such fair question
or came it=or came your participation
question=conversation
As soul to soul affordeth?
affordeth=naturally engages

OTHELLO

I do beseech you,
Send for the lady to the Sagittary,
And let her speak of me before her father.
If you do find me foul in her report,
The trust, the office I do hold of you,
Not only take away, but let your sentence
Even fall upon my life.

DUKE OF VENICE

Fetch Desdemona hither.

OTHELLO

Ancient, conduct them. You best know the place.
ancient=a military position (Iago)

Exeunt IAGO and attendants

And, till she come, as truly as to heaven
I do confess the vices of my blood,
So justly to your grave ears I'll present
How I did thrive in this fair lady's love,
And she in mine.

DUKE OF VENICE

Say it, Othello.

OTHELLO

Her father loved me, oft invited me,
Still question'd me the story of my life
still=continually
From year to year, the battles, sieges, fortunes,
That I have passed.
I ran it through, even from my boyish days
To the very moment that he bade me tell it,
Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances,
Of moving accidents by flood and field,
moving=stirring
Of hair-breadth scapes i' the imminent deadly breach,
in the imminent deadly breach=threatening death in the gap in fortifications
Of being taken by the insolent foe
And sold to slavery, of my redemption thence
And portance in my travels' history,
portance=behavior
Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle,
antres=caves
deserts idle=barren deserts

Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads touch heaven
It was my hint to speak--such was the process--
And of the Cannibals that each other eat,
The Anthropophagi and men whose heads
Do grow beneath their shoulders. This to hear
Would Desdemona seriously incline,
But still the house-affairs would draw her thence,
still=always
Which, ever as she could with haste dispatch,
She'ld come again and with a greedy ear
Devour up my discourse, which I, observing,
Took once a pliant hour and found good means
pliant=convenient
To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart
That I would all my pilgrimage dilate,
Whereof by parcels she had something heard
But not intentively. I did consent
And often did beguile her of her tears
When I did speak of some distressful stroke
That my youth suffer'd. My story being done,
She gave me for my pains a world of sighs.
She swore, in faith, twas strange, 'twas passing strange,
passing=surpassingly
'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful.
She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd
That heaven had made her such a man. She thank'd me
And bade me, if I had a friend that loved her,
I should but teach him how to tell my story,
And that would woo her. Upon this hint I spake.
She loved me for the dangers I had pass'd,
And I loved her that she did pity them.
This only is the witchcraft I have used.
Here comes the lady. Let her witness it.

Enter DESDEMONA, IAGO, and attendants

DUKE OF VENICE

I think this tale would win my daughter, too.
Good Brabantio,
Take up this mangled matter at the best.
(
make the best of this damaged situation)
Men do their broken weapons rather use
Than their bare hands.

BRABANTIO

I pray you, hear her speak.
If she confess that she was half the wooer,
Destruction on my head if my bad blame
Light on the man! Come hither, gentle mistress.
Do you perceive in all this noble company
Where most you owe obedience?

DESDEMONA

My noble father,
I do perceive here a divided duty.
To you I am bound for life and education.
My life and education both do learn me
How to respect you. You are the lord of duty.
I am hitherto your daughter. But here's my husband,
And so much duty as my mother show'd
To you, preferring you before her father,
So much I challenge that I may profess
Due to the Moor my lord.

BRABANTIO

God be wi' you! I have done.
Please it your grace, on to the state-affairs.
I had rather to adopt a child than get it.
get it=beget it
Come hither, Moor.
I here do give thee that with all my heart
Which, but thou hast already, with all my heart
I would keep from thee. For your sake, jewel,
I am glad at soul I have no other child,
For thy escape would teach me tyranny,
To hang clogs on them. I have done, my lord.
clogs=blocks of wood hung on a person to keep him or her from running away

DUKE OF VENICE

Let me speak like yourself and lay a sentence
sentence=wise saying
Which, as a grise or step, may help these lovers
grise=step on a staircase
Into your favour.
“When remedies are past, the griefs are ended
By seeing the worst, which late on hopes depended.”
“To mourn a mischief that is past and gone
Is the next way to draw new mischief on.”
next=surest
“What cannot be preserved, when fortune takes,
Patience her injury a mockery makes.”
(
patience makes a mockery of Fortune’s injury)
“The robb'd that smiles steals something from the thief.”
“He robs himself that spends a bootless grief.”
bootless=worthless

BRABANTIO

So let the Turk of Cyprus us beguile (steal from us).
“We lose it not so long as we can smile.”
“He bears the sentence well that nothing bears
But the free comfort which from thence he hears,
from thence=from the judge
But he bears both the sentence and the sorrow
That, to pay grief, must of poor patience borrow.”
These sentences, to sugar or to gall,
Being strong on both sides, are equivocal,
But words are words. I never yet did hear
That the bruised heart was pierced through the ear.
I humbly beseech you, proceed to the affairs of state.

DUKE OF VENICE

The Turk with a most mighty [military] preparation makes for
Cyprus. Othello, the fortitude (
military strength) of the place is best
known to you, and, though we have there a substitute
of most allowed sufficiency (
very sufficient), yet opinion, a
sovereign mistress of effects, throws a more safer
voice on you. You must, therefore, be content to
slubber (
dull) the gloss of your new fortunes (his marriage) with this
more stubborn and boisterous expedition.

OTHELLO

The tyrant “custom,” most grave senators,
Hath made the flinty and steel couch of war
[
seem to be] My thrice-driven bed of down. I do agnise
thrice-driven=winnowed to obtain the smallest feathers
agnise=recognize

A natural and prompt alacrity
I find in hardness and do undertake
These present wars against the Ottomites.
Most humbly, therefore, bending to your state,
state=authority
I crave fit disposition for my wife,
fit disposition=suitable provision
Due reference of place and exhibition,
place and exhibition=place to live and money
With such accommodation and besort
besort=suitable company
As levels with her breeding.

DUKE OF VENICE

If you please,
Be't at her father's.

BRABANTIO

I'll not have it so.

OTHELLO

Nor I.

DESDEMONA

Nor I. I would not there reside
To put my father in impatient thoughts
By being in his eye. Most gracious duke,
To my unfolding lend your prosperous ear,
And let me find a charter in your voice
To assist my simpleness.

DUKE OF VENICE

What would you, Desdemona?

DESDEMONA

That I did love the Moor to live with him,
My downright violence and storm of fortunes
May trumpet to the world. My heart's subdued
Even to the very quality of my lord.
even to=in accord with
I saw Othello's visage in his mind,
And to his honour and his valiant parts
Did I my soul and fortunes consecrate,
So that, dear lords, if I be left behind,
A moth of peace, and he go to the war,
moth=parasite
The rites for which I love him are bereft me,
rites=rights (?)
And I a heavy interim shall support
By his dear absence. Let me go with him.

OTHELLO

Let her have your voices [of approval].
Vouch with me, heaven, I, therefore, beg it not
To please the palate of my appetite
Nor to comply with heat--the young affects
heat=passion
In me defunct--and proper satisfaction,
proper satisfaction=consummation of the marriage
But to be free and bounteous to her mind,
And heaven defend your good souls that you think
I will your serious and great business scant
For (
because) she is with me. No, when light-wing'd toys
Of feather'd Cupid seal with wanton dullness
My speculative and officed instruments
(
my mind’s eye, perception)
[
So] That my disports corrupt and taint my business,
Let housewives make a skillet of my helm,
helm=helmet
And all indign and base adversities
indign=unworthy
Make head against my estimation!
estimation=reputation

DUKE OF VENICE

Be it as you shall privately determine,
Either for her stay or going. The affair cries haste,
And speed must answer it.

FIRST SENATOR

You must away to-night.

OTHELLO

With all my heart.

DUKE OF VENICE

At nine i' the morning here we'll meet again.
Othello, leave some officer behind,
And he shall our commission bring to you;
With such things else of quality and respect
of quality and respect=pertaining to your rank and privilege
As doth import you.

OTHELLO

So please your grace. My ancient,
ancient=Iago
A man he is of honest and trust,
To his conveyance I assign my wife
With what else needful your good grace shall think
To be sent after me.

DUKE OF VENICE

Let it be so.
Good night to everyone.

To BRABANTIO

And, noble signior,
If virtue no delighted beauty lack,
delighted=delightful
Your son-in-law is far more fair than black.

FIRST SENATOR

Adieu, brave Moor, use Desdemona well.

BRABANTIO

Look to her, Moor, if thou hast eyes to see.
She has deceived her father and may thee.

Exeunt DUKE OF VENICE, senators, officers, & c

OTHELLO

My life upon her faith! Honest Iago,

(I would stake my life upon her fidelity to me)
My Desdemona must I leave to thee.
I prithee, let thy wife attend on her
And bring them after in the best advantage.
Come, Desdemona. I have but an hour
Of love, of worldly matters, and direction
love=loving talk
direction=words of advice
To spend with thee. We must obey the time.

Exeunt OTHELLO and DESDEMONA

RODERIGO

Iago--

IAGO

What say'st thou, noble heart?

RODERIGO

What will I do, thinkest thou?

IAGO

Why, go to bed and sleep.

RODERIGO

I will incontinently drown myself.
incontinently=at once

IAGO

If thou dost, I shall never love thee after. Why,
thou silly gentleman!

RODERIGO

It is silliness to live when to live is torment, and
then have we a prescription to die when death is our physician.

IAGO

O villainous! I have looked upon the world for four
times seven years, and since I could distinguish
betwixt a benefit and an injury, I never found man
that knew how to love himself. Ere I would say I
would drown myself for the love of a guinea-hen, I
would change my humanity with a baboon.
guinea-hen=Desdemona

RODERIGO

What should I do? I confess it is my shame to be so
fond, but it is not in my virtue to amend it.

IAGO

Virtue! A fig! 'Tis in ourselves that we are thus
or thus.
Our bodies are our gardens, to the which
our wills are gardeners, so that if we will plant
nettles or sow lettuce, set hyssop and weed up
thyme, supply it with one gender of herbs or
distract it with many, either to have it sterile
with idleness or manured with industry, why, the
power and corrigible (
corrective) authority of this lies in our
wills. If the balance (
weighing device) of our lives had not one
scale of reason to poise (
counterbalance) another of sensuality, the
blood and baseness of our natures would conduct us
to most preposterous conclusions, but we have
reason to cool our raging motions (
appetites), our carnal
stings, our unbitted lusts (
uncontrolled, like horses without bits in their mouths), whereof (of which) I take this that you call love to be a sect or scion.
sect or scion=cutting or graft – love is an offshoot of lust

RODERIGO

It cannot be.

IAGO

It is merely a lust of the blood and a permission of
the will. Come, be a man. Drown thyself! Drown
cats and blind (
newborn) puppies. I have professed me thy
friend, and I confess me knit to thy deserving with
cables of perdurable (
lasting) toughness. I could never
better stead (
serve) thee than now. Put money in thy
purse. Follow thou the wars. Defeat thy favour (
alter your appearance) with
an usurped (
as is appropriate for an older person) beard. I say, put money in thy purse. It
cannot be that Desdemona should long continue her
love to the Moor-- put money in thy purse--nor he
his to her. It was a violent commencement, and thou
shalt see an answerable sequestration (
correspondingly abrupt ending)--put but
money in thy purse. These moors are changeable in
their wills. Fill thy purse with money. The food
that to him now is as luscious as locusts (
fruit of the carob tree) shall be
to him shortly as bitter as coloquintida (
bitter apple). She must
change for youth. When she is sated with his body,
she will find the error of her choice. She must
have change, she must. Therefore, put money in thy
purse. If thou wilt needs damn thyself, do it a
more delicate way than drowning. Make all the money
thou canst. If sanctimony and a frail vow (
marriage vow) betwixt
an erring barbarian (
Othello) and a supersubtle Venetian (Desdemona) not
too hard for my wits and all the tribe of hell, thou
shalt enjoy her. Therefore, make money. A pox of
drowning thyself! It is clean out of the way (
beside the point). Seek
thou rather to be hanged in compassing (
achieving) thy joy than
to be drowned and go without her.

RODERIGO

Wilt thou be fast (steadfast) to my hopes, if I depend on
the issue (
if I await the outcome)?

IAGO

Thou art sure of me. Go, make money. I have told
thee often, and I re-tell thee again and again, I
hate the Moor. My cause is hearted (
deeply felt); thine hath no
less reason. Let us be conjunctive in our revenge
against him. If thou canst cuckold him, thou dost
thyself a pleasure, me a sport. There are many
events in the womb of time which will be delivered.
Traverse (
a military command)! Go, provide thy money. We will have more
of this to-morrow. Adieu.

RODERIGO

Where shall we meet i' the morning?

IAGO

At my lodging.

RODERIGO

I'll be with thee betimes (at an early hour).

IAGO

Go to. farewell. Do you hear, Roderigo?

RODERIGO

What say you?

IAGO

No more of drowning, do you hear?

RODERIGO

I am changed. I'll go sell all my land.

Exit

IAGO

Thus do I ever make my fool my purse,
(
I make money off my foolish friends)
For I mine own gain'd knowledge should profane
(
I would sully my wisdom)
If I would time expend with such a snipe
snipe=woodcock, a silly bird
But for (
except for) my sport and profit. I hate the Moor,
And it is thought abroad that 'twixt my sheets
He has done my office (
taken my place). I know not if't be true,
But I, for mere suspicion in that kind,
Will do as if for surety (
certainty). He holds (regards) me well.
The better shall my purpose work on him.
Cassio's a proper man. Let me see now
To get his place and to plume up my will
plume up my will=pamper my ego
In double knavery--How, how? Let's see.--
After some time, to abuse Othello's ear
That he is too familiar with his wife.
He hath a person and a smooth dispose
dispose=disposition
To be suspected, framed to make women false.
The Moor is of a free and open nature
That thinks [
those] men honest that but seem to be so
And will as tenderly be led by the nose
As asses are.
I have't. It is engender'd (
conceived). Hell and night
Must bring this monstrous birth to the world's light.

Exit


 

ACT II

SCENE I. A Sea-port in Cyprus. An open place near the quay.

Enter MONTANO and two gentlemen

MONTANO

What from the cape can you discern at sea?
cape=piece of land jutting into the sea

FIRST GENTLEMAN

Nothing at all. It is a highwrought flood.
highwrought=extremely rough
flood=body of water

I cannot, 'twixt the heaven and the main,
Descry a sail.

MONTANO

Methinks the wind hath spoke aloud at land;
at land=on the land
A fuller blast ne'er shook our battlements.
If it hath ruffian'd so upon the sea,
What ribs of oak, when mountains melt on them,
mountains=mountainous waves
Can hold the mortise? What shall we hear of this?
hold the mortise=hold their joints together

SECOND GENTLEMAN

A segregation of the Turkish fleet,
For do but stand upon the foaming shore,
The chidden billow seems to pelt the clouds.
chidden billow=the wave, which seems to be rebuked by the wind
The wind-shaked surge, with high and monstrous mane,
Seems to cast water on the burning bear
burning bear=the constellation Ursa Minor
And quench the guards of the ever-fixed pole.
guards – two stars in the constellation are guards of the pole star (North Star)
I never did like molestation view
like molestation=similar disturbance
On the enchafed flood.
(
I never saw anything like it)

MONTANO

If that the Turkish fleet
Be not enshelter'd and embay'd, they are drown'd.
It is impossible they bear it out.

Enter a third Gentleman

THIRD GENTLEMAN

News, lads! Our wars are done.
The desperate tempest hath so bang'd the Turks
That their designment halts. A noble ship of Venice
designment=plan
Hath seen a grievous wreck and sufferance
On most part of their fleet.

MONTANO

How! Is this true?

THIRD GENTLEMAN

The ship is here put in.
put in=put into harbor
A Veronesa, Michael Cassio,
Lieutenant to the warlike moor Othello,
Is come on shore, the Moor himself [
being] at sea,
And is in full commission here for Cyprus.

MONTANO

I am glad on't. 'Tis a worthy governor.

THIRD GENTLEMAN

But this same Cassio, though he speak of comfort
Touching the Turkish loss, yet he looks sadly
And prays the Moor be safe, for they were parted
With (
by) foul and violent tempest.

MONTANO

Pray heavens he be,
For I have served him, and the man commands
Like a full soldier. Let's to the seaside, ho,
As well to see the vessel that's come in
As to throw out our eyes for brave Othello,
Even till we make the main (
mainland) and the aerial blue
An indistinct regard (
indistinguishable).

THIRD GENTLEMAN

Come, let's do so,
For every minute is expectancy
Of more arrivance (
arrivals).

Enter CASSIO

CASSIO

Thanks, you the valiant of this warlike isle,
That so approve the Moor! O, let the heavens
Give him defence against the elements,
elements=air and water
For I have lost us him on a dangerous sea.
lost us him=lost sight of him

MONTANO

Is he well shipp'd?

CASSIO

His bark is stoutly timber'd, his pilot
Of very expert and approved allowance.
allowance=reputation
Therefore, my hopes, not surfeited to death,
Stand in bold cure.
stand in bold cure=are not beyond recovery

A cry within - 'A sail, a sail, a sail!'

Enter a fourth gentleman

CASSIO

What noise?

FOURTH GENTLEMAN

The town is empty. On the brow o' the sea
Stand ranks of people, and they cry 'A sail!'
ranks=rows

CASSIO

My hopes do shape him for the governor.

Guns heard

SECOND GENTLEMEN

They do discharge their shot of courtesy,
Our friends at least.

CASSIO

I pray you, sir, go forth
And give us truth who 'tis that is arrived.

SECOND GENTLEMAN

I shall.

Exit

MONTANO

But, good lieutenant, is your general wived?

CASSIO

Most fortunately. He hath achieved a maid
achieved=won
That paragons description and wild fame,
paragons=surpasses
One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens,
blazoning=praising
And in the essential vesture of creation
vesture=clothing
Does tire the ingener.
tire the ingener=exhaust the Creator

Re-enter second gentleman

How now! Who has put in?

SECOND GENTLEMAN

'Tis one Iago, ancient to the general.
ancient=rank below lieutenant

CASSIO

[He] Has had most favourable and happy speed.
Tempests themselves, high seas and howling winds,
The gutter'd rocks and congregated sands--
guttered=jagged
congregated sands=sandbanks

Traitors ensteep'd to clog the guiltless keel--
ensteeped=submerged
As having sense of beauty, do omit
as=as if
Their mortal natures, letting go safely by
mortal=deadly
The divine Desdemona.

MONTANO

What is she?

CASSIO

She that I spake of, our great captain's captain,
Left in the conduct of the bold Iago,
Whose footing here anticipates our thoughts
A se'nnight's speed. Great Jove, Othello guard
(
Iago’s arrival is a week earlier than expected)
And swell his sail with thine own powerful breath,
[
So] That he may bless this bay with his tall ship,
Make love's quick pants in Desdemona's arms,
Give renew'd fire to our extincted spirits,
extincted=dull, having lost their tincture
And bring all Cyprus comfort!

Enter DESDEMONA, EMILIA, IAGO, RODERIGO, and attendants

O, behold,
The riches of the ship is come on shore!
Ye men of Cyprus, let her have your knees.
Hail to thee, lady! And the grace of heaven,
Before, behind thee, and on every hand
Enwheel thee round!
enwheel=encircle

DESDEMONA

I thank you, valiant Cassio.
What tidings can you tell me of my lord?

CASSIO

He is not yet arrived, nor know I aught
(
not yet arrived in a separate ship)
But that he's well and will be shortly here.

DESDEMONA

O, but I fear--How lost you company?

CASSIO

The great contention of the sea and skies
Parted our fellowship--But, hark! a sail.
parted our fellowship=separated our ships

Within 'A sail, a sail!' Guns heard

SECOND GENTLEMAN

They give their greeting to the citadel.
This, likewise, is a friend.

CASSIO

See for the news.

Exit gentleman

Good ancient, you are welcome.

To EMILIA

Welcome, mistress.
Let it not gall your patience, good Iago,
That I extend my manners; 'tis my breeding
That gives me this bold show of courtesy.

Kissing her

IAGO

Sir, would she give you so much of her lips
As of her tongue she oft bestows on me,
You'll have enough.

DESDEMONA

Alas, she has no speech.

IAGO

In faith, too much.
I find it still, when I have list to sleep.
still=always
list=inclination

Marry, before your ladyship, I grant,
She puts her tongue a little in her heart
(
she holds her tongue)
And chides with thinking.
with thinking=silently

EMILIA

You have little cause to say so.

IAGO

Come on, come on; you are pictures out of doors,
pictures=models of virtue
out of doors=in public

Bells in your parlors (
with tongues going like bell clappers), wild-cats in [defending] your kitchens,
Saints in your injuries (
when you offend, you act innocent), devils being offended (you don’t take offenses lying down),
Players (
pretenders
) in your housewifery (household management), and housewives (hussies) in your beds.

DESDEMONA

O, fie upon thee, slanderer!

IAGO

Nay, it is true, or else I am a Turk (villain).
You rise to play and go to bed to work.

EMILIA

You shall not write my praise.

IAGO

No, let me not.

DESDEMONA

What wouldst thou write of me, if thou shouldst
praise me?

IAGO

O, gentle lady, do not put me to't,
For I am nothing, if not critical.

DESDEMONA

Come on, assay (try). There's one gone to the harbor (has someone gone to the harbor to look for Othello’s ship)?

IAGO

Ay, madam.

DESDEMONA

I am not merry, but I do beguile
The thing I am by seeming otherwise.
Come, how wouldst thou praise me?

IAGO

I am about it; but indeed my invention
Comes from my pate as birdlime does from frieze (
that is, slowly, if at all);
It plucks out brains and all, but my Muse labours (
as in childbirth),
And thus she is deliver'd.
If she be fair and wise, fairness and wit,
The one's for use, the other useth it.
for use=made to be used

DESDEMONA

Well praised! How if she be black and witty?

IAGO

If she be black and thereto have a wit,
She'll find a white that shall her blackness fit.

DESDEMONA

Worse and worse.

EMILIA

How if fair and foolish?

IAGO

She never yet was foolish that was fair,
For even her folly help'd her to an heir.

DESDEMONA

These are old fond paradoxes to make fools laugh i'
the alehouse. What miserable praise hast thou for
her that's foul and foolish?

IAGO

There's none so foul and foolish thereunto (besides)
But does foul pranks which fair and wise ones do.

DESDEMONA

O heavy ignorance! Thou praisest the worst best.
But what praise couldst thou bestow on a deserving
woman, indeed, one that, in the authority of her
merit, did justly put on the vouch of very Malice itself?
put on the vouch=compel the favorable testimony
(she was so deserving that even Malice had to approve of her)

IAGO

She that was ever fair and never proud,
Had tongue at will and yet was never loud,
Never lack'd gold and yet went never gay,
gay=extravagantly dressed
Fled from her wish and yet said, 'Now I may,'
(
did not indulge herself even though she was free to do so)
She that being anger'd, her revenge being nigh,
Bade her wrong stay and her displeasure fly,
(
endured her injury with patience)
She that in wisdom never was so frail
To change the cod's head for the salmon's tail;
(
meaning uncertain)
She that could think and ne'er disclose her mind,
See suitors following and not look behind,
(
not be taken in by attention)
She was a wight, if ever such wight were--
wight=(excellent) human being

DESDEMONA

To do what?

IAGO

To suckle fools and chronicle small beer.
small beer=trivialities

DESDEMONA

O most lame and impotent conclusion! Do not learn
of him, Emilia, though he be thy husband. How say
you, Cassio? Is he not a most profane and liberal (
imprudent)
counsellor?

CASSIO

He speaks home, madam. You may relish him more in
the soldier than in the scholar.

IAGO

[Aside] He takes her by the palm. Ay, well said,
whisper. With as little a web as this will I
ensnare as great a fly as Cassio. Ay, smile upon
her, do. I will gyve thee in thine own courtship.
gyve=shackle
You say true; 'tis so, indeed. If such tricks as
these strip you out of your lieutenantry (
lieutenancy), it had
been better you had not kissed your three fingers (
a courtly gesture) so
oft, which now again you are most apt to play the
sir (
gentleman) in. Very good; well kissed! An excellent
courtesy! 'Tis so, indeed. Yet again your fingers
to your lips?
Would they were clyster-pipes for your sake!
clyster-pipes=pipes for cleaning bowels (?)

Trumpet within

The Moor! I know his trumpet.

CASSIO

'Tis truly so.

DESDEMONA

Let's meet him and receive him.

CASSIO

Lo, where he comes!

Enter OTHELLO and attendants

OTHELLO

O, my fair warrior!

DESDEMONA

My dear Othello!

OTHELLO

It gives me wonder great as my content
To see you here before me. O, my soul's joy!
If after every tempest come such calms,
May the winds blow till they have waken'd death!
And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas
bark=small sailing ship
Olympus-high and duck again as low
Olympus=Greek mountain, home of the gods
As hell's from heaven! If it were now to die,
hell’s=hell is
'Twere now to be most happy, for, I fear,
My soul hath her content so absolute
That not another comfort like to this
Succeeds in unknown fate.
unknown fate=unknown future

DESDEMONA

The heavens forbid
But that our loves and comforts should increase
forbid but=insure
Even as our days do grow!

OTHELLO

Amen to that, sweet powers!
I cannot speak enough of this content.
It stops me here. It is too much of joy,
stops me here=chokes me with emotion
And this, and this the greatest discords be

Kissing her

That e'er our hearts shall make!
(
may these kisses be our greatest discords)

IAGO

[Aside] O, you are well tuned now!
But I'll set down the pegs that make this music,
set down the pegs=loosen the strings=untune
As honest as I am.

OTHELLO

Come, let us to the castle.
News, friends; our wars are done, the Turks
are drown'd.
How does my old acquaintance of this isle?
Honey, you shall be well desired in Cyprus;
I have found great love amongst them. O my sweet,
I prattle out of fashion, and I dote
In mine own comforts. I prithee, good Iago,
Go to the bay and disembark my coffers.
Bring thou the master to the citadel;
master=ship’s captain
He is a good one, and his worthiness
Does challenge much respect. Come, Desdemona,
Once more, well met at Cyprus.

Exeunt OTHELLO, DESDEMONA, and attendants

IAGO

Do thou meet me presently at the harbour. Come
presently=at once
hither. If thou be'st valiant,-- as, they say, base
men (
even men of low birth) being in love have then a nobility in their
natures more than is native to them—list (
listen to) me. The
lieutenant tonight watches on the court of
guard (
has charge of the watch). First, I must tell thee this--Desdemona is
directly in love with him.

RODERIGO

With him! Why, 'tis not possible.

IAGO

Lay thy finger thus, and let thy soul be instructed.
thus – on your lips, suggesting silence
Mark me, with what violence she first loved the Moor
mark me=pay attention to me
but (
just) for bragging and telling her fantastical lies,
and will she love him still (
always) for prating (talking idly)? Let not
thy discreet (
discerning) heart think it. Her eye must be fed,
and what delight shall she have to look on the
devil? When the blood is made dull with the act of
sport (
lovemaking), there should be, again to inflame it and to
give satiety a fresh appetite, loveliness in favour,
sympathy in years, manners, and beauties, all [
of] which
the Moor is defective in. Now, for want of these
required conveniences, her delicate tenderness will
find itself abused, begin to heave the gorge (
throw up),
disrelish, and abhor the Moor. Very nature will
instruct her in it and compel her to some second
choice. Now, sir, this granted (as it is a most
pregnant and unforced position), who stands so
eminent in the degree of this fortune as Cassio
does? A knave (
scoundrel) very voluble, no further
conscionable (
bound by conscience) than in putting on the mere form of
civil and humane seeming for the better compassing
of his salt (
immoral) and most hidden loose affection? Why,
none; why, none. A slipper (
slippery) and subtle knave, a
finder of occasions that has an eye can stamp and
counterfeit (
fraudulently manufacture) advantages, though true advantage never
presents itself, a devilish knave. Besides, the
knave is handsome, young, and hath all those
requisites in him that folly and green (
youthful) minds look
after, a pestilent, complete knave, and the woman
hath found him already.

RODERIGO

I cannot believe that in her. She's full of
most blessed condition (
character).

IAGO

Blessed fig's-end! The wine she drinks is made of
grapes [
like everybody’s]. If she had been blessed, she would never
have loved the Moor. Blessed pudding! Didst thou
not see her paddle with the palm of his (
Cassio’s) hand? Didst
not mark that?

RODERIGO

Yes, that I did, but that was but courtesy.

IAGO

Lechery, by this hand, an index and obscure (hidden) prologue
(
preface to the real story)
to the history of lust and foul thoughts. They met
so near with their lips that their breaths embraced
together. Villanous thoughts, Roderigo! When these
mutualities so marshal the way (
exchanges point out the way), hard at hand comes
the master and main exercise, the incorporate (
bodily)
conclusion (
principal act). Pish! But, sir, be you ruled by me. I
have brought you from Venice. Watch you to-night (
serve as a member of the watch).
For the command (
order to stand watch), I'll lay't upon you (I’ll arrange for it). Cassio knows
you not. I'll not be far from you. Do you find
some occasion to anger Cassio, either by speaking
too loud or tainting his discipline (
scorning his military skills) or from what
other course you please, which the time shall more
favourably minister.

RODERIGO

Well.

IAGO

Sir, he is rash and very sudden in choler (anger) and haply (perhaps)
may strike at you. Provoke him that he may, for
even out of that (
that striking) will I cause these of Cyprus to
mutiny, whose qualification (
true character) shall come into no true
taste (
their wine has been diluted) again but by the displanting of Cassio. So
shall you have a shorter journey to your desires by
the means I shall then have to prefer them (
advance their interests) and the
impediment (
Cassio) most profitably removed, without the
which
there were no expectation of our prosperity.

RODERIGO

I will do this, if I can bring it to any
opportunity (
if I can find the opportunity to do it).

IAGO

I warrant thee (I guarantee to find the opportunity for you). Meet me by and by (soon) at the citadel.
I must fetch his necessaries (
Othello’s personal belongings) ashore. Farewell.

RODERIGO

Adieu.

Exit

IAGO

That Cassio loves her, I do well believe it.
That she loves him, 'tis apt and of great credit.
(
likely and credible)
The Moor, howbeit that I endure him not,
howbeit that=even though
Is of a constant, loving, noble nature,
And I dare think he'll prove to Desdemona
A most dear husband. Now, I do love her, too,
Not out of absolute lust, though peradventure
absolute=mere
peradventure=perchance
I stand accountant for as great a sin,
accountant=accountable
But partly led to diet (
feed) my revenge,
For that I do suspect the lusty Moor
for that=because
Hath leap'd into my seat (
with Emilia, Iago’s wife), the thought whereof
Doth, like a poisonous mineral, gnaw my inwards,
And nothing can or shall content my soul
Till I am even'd with him, wife for wife,
Or, failing so, yet that I put the Moor
yet that=until
At least into a jealousy so strong
That judgment cannot cure. Which thing to do,
If this poor trash of Venice (
Roderigo), whom I trash
For his quick hunting, stand the putting on,
stand the putting on=can wait until I start him off
I'll have our Michael Cassio on the hip,
on the hip=in a position where I can throw him, as in wrestling
Abuse him to the Moor in the rank garb--
rank garb=coarse language
For I fear Cassio with my night-cap, too--
(
I’m afraid that Cassio has worn my night-cap with my wife)
Make the Moor thank me, love me, and reward me
For making him egregiously an ass
And practicing upon his peace and quiet
practicing upon=plotting against
Even to madness. 'Tis here (pointing to his head) but yet confused.
Knavery's plain face is never seen till used.

Exit


 

 

SCENE II. A street.

Enter a herald with a proclamation; people following

HERALD

It is Othello's pleasure, our noble and valiant
general, that, upon certain tidings now arrived,
upon=on the occasion of
importing the mere perdition of the Turkish fleet
importing the mere perdition=making known the utter destruction
every man put himself into triumph; some to dance,
some to make bonfires, each man to what sport and
revels his addiction leads him, for, besides these
beneficial news, it is the celebration of his
nuptial. So much was his pleasure should be
proclaimed. All offices are open, and there is full
offices=kitchens, etc.
liberty of feasting from this present hour of five
till the bell have told eleven. Heaven bless the
isle of Cyprus and our noble general Othello!

Exeunt


 

SCENE III. A hall in the castle.

Enter OTHELLO, DESDEMONA, CASSIO, and attendants

OTHELLO

Good Michael, look you to the guard to-night.
Let's teach ourselves that honourable stop
stop=restraint
Not to outsport discretion.

CASSIO

Iago hath direction what to do,
But, notwithstanding, with my personal eye
Will I look to't.

OTHELLO

Iago is most honest.
Michael, good night. To-morrow with your earliest
Let me have speech with you.

To DESDEMONA

Come, my dear love,
The purchase made, the fruits are to ensue.
That profit's yet to come 'tween me and you.
Good night.

Exeunt OTHELLO, DESDEMONA, and attendants

Enter IAGO

CASSIO

Welcome, Iago. We must to the watch.

IAGO

Not this hour, lieutenant. 'Tis not yet ten o' the
clock.
Our general cast us thus early for the love
of his Desdemona, whom let us not therefore blame.
He hath not yet made wanton the night with her, and
she is sport for Jove.

CASSIO

She's a most exquisite lady.

IAGO

And, I'll warrant her, fun of game.

CASSIO

Indeed, she's a most fresh and delicate creature.

IAGO

What an eye she has! Methinks it sounds a parley of
provocation.

CASSIO

An inviting eye and yet methinks right modest.

IAGO

And when she speaks, is it not an alarum (trumpet call) to love?

CASSIO

She is indeed perfection.

IAGO

Well, happiness to their sheets! Come, lieutenant, I
have a stoup (
jug) of wine; and here without are a brace (pair)
of Cyprus gallants that would fain have a measure (
gladly drink) to
the health of black Othello.

CASSIO

Not to-night, good Iago. I have very poor and
unhappy brains for drinking. I could well wish
courtesy would invent some other custom of
entertainment.

IAGO

O, they are our friends, but one cup I'll drink for
you.

CASSIO

I have drunk but one cup to-night, and that was
craftily qualified (
diluted), too, and, behold, what innovation
it makes here (
in his head). I am unfortunate in the infirmity
and dare not task my weakness with any more.

IAGO

What, man! 'Tis a night of revels. The gallants
desire it.

CASSIO

Where are they?

IAGO

Here at the door. I pray you, call them in.

CASSIO

I'll do't, but it dislikes me.

Exit

IAGO

If I can fasten but one cup upon him
With that which he hath drunk to-night already,
He'll be as full of quarrel and offence
As my young mistress' dog. Now, my sick fool Roderigo,
Whom love hath turn'd almost the wrong side out,
To Desdemona hath to-night caroused
(
he has drunk potations to Desdemona)
Potations pottle-deep, and he's to watch.
pottle-deep=to the bottom of the tankard
Three lads of Cyprus, noble swelling spirits,
swelling=proud
That hold their honours in a wary distance
(
are very touchy about their honors)
The very elements of this warlike isle,
very elements=typical products
Have I to-night fluster'd with flowing cups,
And they watch, too. Now, 'mongst this flock of drunkards,
Am I to put our Cassio in some action
That may offend the isle. But here they come.
If consequence do but approve my dream,
My boat sails freely, both with wind and stream.

Re-enter CASSIO, with him MONTANO and gentlemen, servants following with wine

CASSIO

'Fore God, they have given me a rouse already.
rouse=deep drink

MONTANO

Good faith, a little one, not past a pint, as I am
a soldier.

IAGO

Some wine, ho!

Sings

And let me the canakin clink, clink,
canakin=little can
And let me the canakin clink.
A soldier's a man..
A life's but a span.
Why, then, let a soldier drink.
Some wine, boys!

CASSIO

'Fore God, an excellent song.

IAGO

I learned it in England, where, indeed, they are
most potent in potting (
drinking). Your Dane, your German, and
your swag-bellied (
pot-bellied) Hollander--Drink, ho!--are nothing
to your English.

CASSIO

Is your Englishman so expert in his drinking?

IAGO

Why, he drinks you, with facility, your Dane dead
drunk. He sweats not to overthrow your Almain (
German). He
gives your Hollander a vomit ere (
before) the next pottle
can be filled.
(
the Hollander is vomiting while the English await the next tankard)

CASSIO

To the health of our general!

MONTANO

I am for it, lieutenant, and I'll do you justice.

IAGO

O sweet England!
King Stephen was a worthy peer,
His breeches cost him but a crown.
He held them sixpence all too dear
With that he call'd the tailor lown.
lown=rascal
He was a wight of high renown,
wight=person
And thou art but of low degree.
'Tis pride that pulls the country down.
pride=extravagance
Then take thine old cloak about thee.
Some wine, ho!

CASSIO

Why, this is a more exquisite song than the other.

IAGO

Will you hear't again?

CASSIO

No, for I hold him to be unworthy of his place that
does those things. Well, God's above all, and there
be souls must be saved, and there be souls must not be saved.

IAGO

It's true, good lieutenant.

CASSIO

For mine own part,--no offence to the general, nor
any man of quality,--I hope to be saved.

IAGO

And so do I, too, lieutenant.

CASSIO

Ay, but, by your leave, not before me, the
lieutenant is to be saved before the ancient. Let's
have no more of this. Let's to our affairs.--Forgive
us our sins!--Gentlemen, let's look to our business.
Do not think, gentlemen, I am drunk. This is my
ancient. This is my right hand, and this is my left.
I am not drunk now. I can stand well enough and
speak well enough.

All

Excellent well.

CASSIO

Why, very well then. You must not think then that I am drunk.

Exit

MONTANO

To the [gun] platform, masters. Come, let's set the watch (mount the guard).

IAGO

You see this fellow that is gone before?
He is a soldier fit to stand by Caesar
And give direction, and do but see his vice.
vice=drunkenness
'Tis to his virtue a just equinox,
The one as long as the other. 'Tis pity of (
about) him.
I fear the trust Othello puts him in
(
puts in him)
On some odd time of his infirmity
Will shake this island.

MONTANO

But is he often thus?

IAGO

'Tis evermore the prologue to his sleep.
evermore=more and more
He'll watch the horologe (
timepiece) a double set (once and then again)
If drink rock not his cradle.

MONTANO

It were well
The general were put in mind of it.
Perhaps he sees it not, or his good nature
Prizes the virtue that appears in Cassio
And looks not on his evils. Is not this true?

Enter RODERIGO

IAGO

[Aside to him] How now, Roderigo!
I pray you, after the lieutenant. Go.

Exit RODERIGO

MONTANO

And 'tis great pity that the noble Moor
Should hazard such a place as his own second
With one of an ingraft (
grafted onto his nature) infirmity.
It were an honest action to say
So to the Moor.

IAGO

Not I, for (in exchange for) this fair island.
I do love Cassio well and would do much
To cure him of this evil. But, hark! What noise?

Cry within: 'Help! help!'

Re-enter CASSIO, driving in RODERIGO

CASSIO

You rogue! You rascal!

MONTANO

What's the matter, lieutenant?

CASSIO

A knave teach me my duty!
I'll beat the knave into a twiggen (
wicker-covered) bottle.

RODERIGO

Beat me!

CASSIO

Dost thou prate, rogue?

Striking RODERIGO

MONTANO

Nay, good lieutenant.

Staying him

I pray you, sir, hold your hand.

CASSIO

Let me go, sir,
Or I'll knock you o'er the mazzard (
head).

MONTANO

Come, come,
you're drunk.

CASSIO

Drunk!

They fight

IAGO

[Aside to RODERIGO] Away, I say. Go out and cry a mutiny.

Exit RODERIGO

Nay, good lieutenant. Alas, gentlemen.
Help, ho!--Lieutenant,--Sir,--Montano--Sir.
Help, masters!--Here's a goodly watch, indeed!

Bell rings

Who's that which rings the bell?--Diablo, ho!
The town will rise. God's will, lieutenant, hold!
You will be shamed forever.

Re-enter OTHELLO and attendants

OTHELLO

What is the matter here?

MONTANO

'Zounds (Christ’s wounds), I bleed still, I am hurt to the death.
still=continuously

Faints

OTHELLO

Hold, for your lives (if you value your lifes)!

IAGO

Hold, ho! Lieutenant,--Sir--Montano--Gentlemen--
Have you forgot all sense of place and duty?
Hold! The general speaks to you. Hold, hold, for shame!

OTHELLO

Why, how now, ho! From whence ariseth this?
Are we turn'd Turks and to ourselves do that
Which heaven hath forbid the Ottomites?
For Christian shame, put by this barbarous brawl.
He that stirs next to carve for his own rage
(
indulge his own impulse)
Holds his soul light - He dies upon his motion.
Silence that dreadful bell. It frights the isle
From her propriety. What is the matter, masters?
propriety=natural calmness
Honest Iago, that look'st dead with grieving,
Speak, who began this? On thy love, I charge thee.

IAGO

I do not know - friends all but now, even now,
In quarter, and in terms like bride and groom
in quarter=on duty
Devesting them for bed, and then, but now,
devesting=undressing
As if some planet had unwitted men,
Swords out and tilting one at other's breast
In opposition bloody. I cannot speak
speak=explain
Any beginning to this peevish odds
peevish odds=childish quarrel
And would in action glorious I had lost
(
would rather have lost my legs in battle than have kept)
Those legs that brought me to a part of it!

OTHELLO

How comes it, Michael, you are thus forgot?

CASSIO

I pray you, pardon me. I cannot speak.

OTHELLO

Worthy Montano, you were wont be civil.
The gravity and stillness of your youth
The world hath noted, and your name is great
In mouths of wisest censure. What's the matter
wisest censure=most acute judgment
That you unlace your reputation thus
And spend your rich opinion for the name
Of a night-brawler? Give me answer to it.

MONTANO

Worthy Othello, I am hurt to danger (dangerously injured).
Your officer, Iago, can inform you,--
While I spare speech, which something now
offends me,--
(somewhat now pains me)
Of all that I do know, nor know I aught
By me that's said or done amiss this night,
(
I know of nothing that I said or did wrong)
Unless self-charity be sometimes a vice,
self-charity=care of oneself
And to defend ourselves it be a sin
When violence assails us.

OTHELLO

Now, by heaven,
My blood begins my safer guides to [
over]rule,
And passion, having my best judgment collied (
blackened),
Assays (
tries) to lead the way. If I once stir
Or do but lift this arm, the best of you
Shall sink in my rebuke. Give me to know
How this foul rout began, who set it on,
And he that is approved in this offence,
(
proved to be guilty)
Though he had twinn'd with me, both at a birth,
Shall lose me. What! In a town of war
Yet wild, the people's hearts brimful of fear,
To manage (
carry on) private and domestic quarrel
In night and on the court and guard of safety!
(
at the headquarters on which the security of the town depends)
'Tis monstrous. Iago, who began't?

MONTANO

If partially affined or [col]leagued in office
affined=biased
Thou dost deliver more or less than truth,
Thou art no soldier.

IAGO

Touch me not so near.
I had rather have this tongue cut from my mouth
Than it should do offence to Michael Cassio.
Yet, I persuade myself [
that] to speak the truth
Shall nothing (
in no way) wrong him. Thus it is, general.
Montano and myself being in speech,
There comes a fellow crying out for help,
And Cassio, following him with determined sword,
To execute upon him. Sir, this gentleman (
Montano)
Steps in to Cassio and entreats his pause.
Myself the crying fellow did pursue,
Lest by his clamour--as it so fell out (
happened)--
The town might fall in fright. He, swift of foot,
Outran my purpose, and I return'd the rather (
the sooner)
For that (
because) I heard the clink and fall (downward thrust) of swords
And Cassio high (
loud) in oath, which till to-night
I ne'er might say before. When I came back--
For this was brief--I found them close together
At blow and thrust, even as again they were
When you yourself did part them.
More of this matter cannot I report,
But men are men - the best sometimes forget.
Though Cassio did some little wrong to him,
As men in rage strike those that wish them best,
Yet surely Cassio, I believe, received
From him that fled some strange indignity,
Which patience could not pass.

OTHELLO

I know, Iago,
Thy honesty and love doth mince this matter,
Making it light to Cassio. Cassio, I love thee,
But never more be officer of mine.

Re-enter DESDEMONA, attended

Look, if my gentle love be not raised up!
I'll make thee an example.

DESDEMONA

What's the matter?

OTHELLO

All's well now, sweeting. Come away to bed.
Sir (
Montano), for your hurts, myself will be your surgeon.
Lead him off (
take care of him).
Iago, look with care about the town
And silence those whom this vile brawl distracted.
Come, Desdemona. 'Tis the soldiers' life
To have their balmy slumbers waked with strife.

Exeunt all but IAGO and CASSIO

IAGO

What, are you hurt, lieutenant?

CASSIO

Ay, past all surgery.

IAGO

Marry, heaven forbid!

CASSIO

Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, I have lost
my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of
myself, and what remains is bestial. My reputation,
Iago, my reputation!

IAGO

As I am an honest man, I thought you had received
some bodily wound - there is more sense in that than
in reputation. Reputation is an idle and most false
imposition, oft got without merit and lost without
deserving. You have lost no reputation at all,
unless you repute yourself such a loser. What, man!
There are ways to recover the general again. You
are but now cast in his mold, a punishment more in
policy than in malice, even so as one would beat his
offenceless dog to affright an imperious lion. Sue
to him again, and he's yours.

CASSIO

I will rather sue to be despised than to deceive so
good a commander with so slight, so drunken, and so
indiscreet an officer. Drunk? And speak parrot?
And squabble? Swagger? Swear? And discourse
fustian (
gibberish) with one's own shadow? O thou invisible
spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by,
let us call thee devil!

IAGO

What was he that you followed with your sword? What
had he done to you?

CASSIO

I know not.

IAGO

Is't possible?

CASSIO

I remember a mass of things, but nothing distinctly -
a quarrel, but nothing wherefore (
not the cause of it). O God, that men
should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away
their brains! That we should, with joy, pleasance
revel and applause transform ourselves into beasts!

IAGO

Why, but you are now well enough. How came you thus
recovered?

CASSIO

It hath pleased the devil drunkenness to give place
to the devil wrath. One unperfectness shows me
another to make me frankly despise myself.

IAGO

Come, you are too severe a moraler. As the time,
the place, and the condition of this country
stands, I could heartily wish this had not befallen,
but, since it is as it is, mend it for your own good.

CASSIO

I will ask him for my place again. He shall tell me
I am a drunkard! Had I as many mouths as Hydra,
Hydra=a many-headed snake killed by Hercules
such an answer would stop them all. To be now a
sensible man, by and by a fool, and presently a
beast! O strange! Every inordinate (
immoderate) cup is
unblessed, and the ingredient is a devil.

IAGO

Come, come, good wine is a good, familiar creature
if it be well used. Exclaim no more against it,
And, good lieutenant, I think you think I love you.

CASSIO

I have well approved it (found it to be true), sir. I drunk!

IAGO

You or any man living may be drunk! At a time, man.
I'll tell you what you shall do. Our general's wife
is now the general. [
One] may say so in this respect for
that (
because) he (Othello) hath devoted and given up himself to the
contemplation, mark, and denotement of her parts and
graces. Confess yourself freely to her. Importune
her help to put you in your place again. She is of
so free, so kind, so apt, so blessed a disposition,
she holds it a vice in her goodness not to do more
than she is requested. This broken joint between
you and her husband entreat her to splinter (
put on a splint), and, my
fortunes against any lay (
stake) worth naming, this
crack of your love shall grow stronger than it was before.

CASSIO

You advise me well.

IAGO

I protest, in the sincerity of love and honest kindness.

CASSIO

I think it freely, and betimes (early) in the morning I will
beseech the virtuous Desdemona to undertake for me (
take my case in hand).
I am desperate of my fortunes if they check me here.

IAGO

You are in the right. Good night, lieutenant. I
must to the watch.


CASSIO: Good night, honest Iago.

Exit

IAGO

And what's he then that says I play the villain?
Who can say I’m evil when my advice is so good? 
When this advice is free I give and honest,
free=free from guile
Probal to thinking (
something that thought would show to be true) and indeed the course
To win the Moor again? For 'tis most easy
The inclining Desdemona to subdue
subdue=prevail upon
In any honest suit. She’s framed as fruitful
fruitful=productive of good works
As the free elements, and then for her
To win the Moor, were't to renounce his baptism,
were’’t=even if she were to ask him
All seals and symbols of redeemed sin,
(
baptism is thought to wash away Original Sin, which we inherit from Adam)
His soul is so enfetter'd to her love
That she may make, unmake, do what she list,
Even as her appetite shall play the god
With his weak function. How am I then a villain
(
his functioning is diminished by his love of Desdemona)
To counsel Cassio to this parallel course
Directly to his good? Divinity of hell!
When devils will the blackest sins put on,
put on=advance
They do suggest at first with heavenly shows,
As I do now. For whiles this honest fool
Plies Desdemona to repair his fortunes,
And she for him pleads strongly to the Moor,
I'll pour this pestilence into his ear,
That she repeals him for her body's lust,
restores him
And by how much she strives to do him good,
She shall undo her credit with the Moor.
So will I turn her virtue into pitch
pitch=black tar
And out of her own goodness make the net
That shall enmesh them all.

Re-enter RODERIGO

How now, Roderigo!

RODERIGO

I do follow here in the chase, not like a hound that
hunts but one that fills up the cry. My money is
almost spent. I have been to-night exceedingly well
cudgeled, and I think the issue will be, I shall
cudgeled=beaten
issue=outcome

have so much experience for my pains and so, with
no money at all and a little more wit, return again to Venice.
wit=good sense

IAGO

How poor are they that have not patience!
What wound did ever heal but by degrees?
Thou know'st we work by wit and not by witchcraft,
And wit depends on dilatory time.
Does't not go well? Cassio hath beaten thee,
And thou, by that small hurt, hast cashier'd Cassio.
cashiered=gotten him dismissed
Though other things grow fair against the sun,
Yet fruits that blossom first will first be ripe.
Content thyself awhile. By the mass, 'tis morning.
Pleasure and action make the hours seem short.
Retire thee; go where thou art billeted.
Away, I say. Thou shalt know more hereafter.
Nay, get thee gone.

Exit RODERIGO

Two things are to be done.
My wife must move for Cassio to her mistress.
move=intercede with Desdemona on Cassio’s behalf
I'll set her on,
Myself the while to draw the Moor apart
And bring him jump when he may Cassio find
bring him jump=bring him in at the time
Soliciting his wife. Ay, that's the way.
Dull not device by coldness and delay.

Exit


 

ACT III

SCENE I. Before the castle.

Enter CASSIO and some musicians

CASSIO

Masters, play here. I will content your pains.
content your pains=pay you for your trouble
Something that's brief, and bid 'Good morrow, general.'

Music

Enter Clown

CLOWN

Why, masters, have your instruments been in Naples
that they speak i' the nose thus?
(
have they caught a disease in Naples that affected the nose)

FIRST MUSICIAN

How, sir, how!

CLOWN

Are these, I pray you, wind-instruments?

FIRST MUSICIAN

Ay, marry, are they, sir.

CLOWN

O, thereby hangs a tail.

FIRST MUSICIAN

Whereby hangs a tale, sir?

CLOWN

Marry. sir, by many a wind-instrument that I know,
But, masters, here's money for you, and the general
so likes your music that he desires you, for love's
sake, to make no more noise with it.

FIRST MUSICIAN

Well, sir, we will not.

CLOWN

If you have any music that may not be heard, to't
again, but, as they say, to hear music the general
does not greatly care.

FIRST MUSICIAN

We have none such, sir.

CLOWN

Then put up your pipes in your bag, for I'll away.
Go. Vanish into air. Away!

Exeunt Musicians

CASSIO

Dost thou hear, my honest friend?

CLOWN

No, I hear not your honest friend. I hear you.

CASSIO

Prithee, keep up thy quillets. There's a poor piece
quillets=quibbles
of gold for thee. If the gentlewoman that attends
the general's wife be stirring, tell her there's
one Cassio entreats her a little favor of speech.
Wilt thou do this?

CLOWN

She is stirring, sir. If she will stir hither, I
shall seem to notify unto her.

CASSIO

Do, good my friend.

Exit Clown

Enter IAGO

In happy time (opportunely met), Iago.

IAGO

You have not been a-bed, then?

CASSIO

Why, no. The day had broke
Before we parted. I have made bold, Iago,
To send in to your wife. My suit to her
Is that she will to virtuous Desdemona
Procure me some access.

IAGO

I'll send her to you presently (right away),
And I'll devise a means to draw the Moor
Out of the way, that your converse and business
May be more free.

CASSIO

I humbly thank you for't.

Exit IAGO

I never knew
A Florentine more kind and honest.

Enter EMILIA

EMILIA

Good morrow, good Lieutenant. I am sorry
For your displeasure, but all will sure be well.
displeasure=loss of favor
The general and his wife are talking of it,
And she speaks for you stoutly. The Moor replies
That him you hurt is of great fame in Cyprus
And great affinity, and that in wholesome wisdom
great affinity=important family connections
He might not but refuse you, but he protests he loves you
might not but=could only
And needs no other suitor but his likings
To take the safest occasion by the front
front=forelock
To bring you in again.

CASSIO

Yet, I beseech you,
If you think fit, or that it may be done,
Give me advantage of some brief discourse
With Desdemona alone.

EMILIA

Pray you, come in.
I will bestow you where you shall have time
To speak your bosom freely.

CASSIO

I am much bound to you.

Exeunt


 

SCENE II. A room in the castle.

Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and gentlemen

OTHELLO

These letters give, Iago, to the pilot,
And by him do my duties to the senate.
do my duties=send my dutiful respects
That done, I will be walking on the works.
works=fortifications
Repair there to me.

IAGO

Well, my good lord, I'll do't.

OTHELLO

This fortification, gentlemen, shall we see't?

GENTLEMAN

We'll wait upon your lordship.

Exeunt


 

SCENE III. The garden of the castle.

Enter DESDEMONA, CASSIO, and EMILIA

DESDEMONA

Be thou assured, good Cassio, I will do
All my abilities in thy behalf.

EMILIA

Good madam, do. I warrant it grieves my husband
As if the case were his.

DESDEMONA

O, that's an honest fellow. Do not doubt, Cassio,
But I will have my lord and you again
As friendly as you were.

CASSIO

Bounteous madam,
Whatever shall become of Michael Cassio,
He's never anything but your true servant.

DESDEMONA

I know't; I thank you. You do love my lord.
You have known him long, and be you well assured
He shall in strangeness stand no further off
Than in a polite distance.

CASSIO

Ay, but, lady,
That policy may either last so long
Or feed upon such nice and waterish diet
Or breed itself so out of circumstance
That, I being absent and my place supplied,
My general will forget my love and service.

DESDEMONA

Do not doubt that. Before Emilia here
I give thee warrant of thy place. Assure thee,
If I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it
To the last article. My lord shall never rest.
I'll watch him tame and talk him out of patience.
His bed shall seem a school, his board a shrift.
I'll intermingle every thing he does
With Cassio's suit. Therefore, be merry, Cassio,
For thy solicitor shall rather die
Than give thy cause away.

EMILIA

Madam, here comes my lord.

CASSIO

Madam, I'll take my leave.

DESDEMONA

Why, stay, and hear me speak.

CASSIO

Madam, not now. I am very ill at ease,
Unfit for mine own purposes.

DESDEMONA

Well, do your discretion.

Exit CASSIO

Enter OTHELLO and IAGO

IAGO

Ha! I like not that.

OTHELLO

What dost thou say?

IAGO

Nothing, my lord, or if--I know not what.

OTHELLO

Was not that Cassio parted from my wife?

IAGO

Cassio, my lord! No, sure, I cannot think it
That he would steal away so guilty-like,
Seeing you coming.

OTHELLO

I do believe 'twas he.

DESDEMONA

How now, my lord!
I have been talking with a suitor here,
A man that languishes in your displeasure.

OTHELLO

Who is't you mean?

DESDEMONA

Why, your lieutenant, Cassio. Good my lord,
If I have any grace or power to move you,
His present reconciliation take,
For, if he be not one that truly loves you,
That errs in ignorance and not in cunning,
I have no judgment in an honest face.
I prithee, call him back.

OTHELLO

Went he hence now?

DESDEMONA

Ay, sooth, so humbled
That he hath left part of his grief with me,
To suffer with him. Good love, call him back.

OTHELLO

Not now, sweet Desdemona. Some other time.

DESDEMONA

But shall't be shortly?

OTHELLO

The sooner, sweet, for you.

DESDEMONA

Shall't be tonight at supper?

OTHELLO

No, not tonight.

DESDEMONA

To-morrow dinner, then?

OTHELLO

I shall not dine at home.
I meet the captains at the citadel.

DESDEMONA

Why, then, to-morrow night or Tuesday morn
Or Tuesday noon or night or Wednesday morn-
I prithee, name the time, but let it not
Exceed three days. In faith, he's penitent,
And yet his trespass, in our common reason--
Save that, they say, the wars must make examples
Out of their best--is not almost a fault
To incur a private cheque. When shall he come?
Tell me, Othello. I wonder in my soul
What you would ask me that I should deny
Or stand so mammering on. What! Michael Cassio,
That came a-wooing with you and so many a time
When I have spoke of you dispraisingly,
Hath ta'en your part; to have so much to do
To bring him in! Trust me, I could do much--

OTHELLO

Prithee, no more. Let him come when he will.
I will deny thee nothing.

DESDEMONA

Why, this is not a boon.
'Tis as I should entreat you wear your gloves
Or feed on nourishing dishes or keep you warm
Or sue to you to do a peculiar profit
To your own person. Nay, when I have a suit
Wherein I mean to touch your love, indeed,
It shall be full of poise and difficult weight
(
full of weight and difficult to weigh)
And fearful to be granted.
fearful=terrible

OTHELLO

I will deny thee nothing,
Whereon I do beseech thee grant me this:
To leave me but a little to myself.

DESDEMONA

Shall I deny you? No. Farewell, my lord.

OTHELLO

Farewell, my Desdemona. I'll come to thee straight.

DESDEMONA

Emilia, come. Be as your fancies teach you.
Whate'er you be, I am obedient.

Exeunt DESDEMONA and EMILIA

OTHELLO

Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul,
But I do love thee! And when I love thee not,
Chaos is come again.

IAGO

My noble lord--

OTHELLO

What dost thou say, Iago?

IAGO

Did Michael Cassio, when you woo'd my lady,
Know of your love?

OTHELLO

He did, from first to last. Why dost thou ask?

IAGO

But for a satisfaction of my thought,
No further harm.

OTHELLO

Why of thy thought, Iago?

IAGO

I did not think he had been acquainted with her.

OTHELLO

O, yes, and went between us very oft.

IAGO

Indeed!

OTHELLO

Indeed! Ay, indeed. Discern'st thou aught in that?
Is he not honest?

IAGO

Honest, my lord!

OTHELLO

Honest! Ay, honest.

IAGO

My lord, for aught I know.

OTHELLO

What dost thou think?

IAGO

Think, my lord!

OTHELLO

Think, my lord!
By heaven, he echoes me,
As if there were some monster in his thought
Too hideous to be shown. Thou dost mean something.
I heard thee say even now thou likedst not that,
When Cassio left my wife. What didst not like?
And when I told thee he was of my counsel
In my whole course of wooing, thou criedst 'Indeed!'
And didst contract and purse thy brow together,
As if thou then hadst shut up in thy brain
Some horrible conceit. If thou dost love me,
conceit=conception
Show me thy thought.

IAGO

My lord, you know I love you.

OTHELLO

I think thou dost,
And, for I know thou'rt full of love and honesty
And weigh'st thy words before thou givest them breath,
Therefore, these stops of thine fright me the more,
For such things in a false disloyal knave
Are tricks of custom, but in a man that's just
They are close delations, working from the heart
close delations=expressions of secret thought
That passion cannot rule.

IAGO

For Michael Cassio,
I dare be sworn I think that he is honest.

OTHELLO

I think so, too.

IAGO

Men should be what they seem,
Or those that be not, would they might seem none!

OTHELLO

Certain, men should be what they seem.

IAGO

Why, then, I think Cassio's an honest man.

OTHELLO

Nay, yet there's more in this.
I prithee, speak to me as to thy thinkings,
As thou dost ruminate and give thy worst of thoughts
The worst of words.

IAGO

Good my lord, pardon me.
Though I am bound to every act of duty,
I am not bound to that all slaves are free to.
Utter my thoughts? Why, say they are vile and false,
As where's that palace whereinto foul things
whereunto=into which
Sometimes intrude not? Who has a breast so pure
But some uncleanly apprehensions
Keep leets and law-days and in session sit
leets=sessions of local courts

law days=days during which courts are open
With meditations lawful?

OTHELLO

Thou dost conspire against thy friend, Iago,
If thou but think'st him wrong'd and makest his ear
A stranger to thy thoughts.

IAGO

I do beseech you--
Though I perchance am vicious in my guess,
As, I confess, it is my nature's plague
To spy into abuses, and oft my jealousy
Shapes faults that are not--that your wisdom, yet,
From one that so imperfectly conjects
Would take no notice nor build yourself a trouble
Out of his scattering and unsure observance.
It were not for your quiet nor your good
Nor for my manhood, honesty, or wisdom
To let you know my thoughts.

OTHELLO

What dost thou mean?

IAGO

Good name in man and woman, dear my lord,
Is the immediate jewel of their souls.
immediate=most cherished
Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing;
'Twas mine, 'tis his and has been slave to thousands;
But he that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that which not enriches him
And makes me poor indeed.

OTHELLO

By heaven, I'll know thy thoughts.

IAGO

You cannot, if my heart were in your hand
Nor shall not, whilst 'tis in my custody.

OTHELLO

Ha!

IAGO

O, beware, my lord, of jealousy.
It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock
green-eyed monster=a cat who tortures a mouse
The meat it feeds on. That cuckold lives in bliss
Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger,
wronger=unfaithful wife
But, O, what damned minutes tells he o'er
Who dotes yet doubts, suspects yet strongly loves!

OTHELLO

O, misery!

IAGO

Poor and content is rich and rich enough,
But riches fineless is as poor as winter
fineless=infinite
To him that ever fears he shall be poor.
Good heaven, the souls of all my tribe defend
From jealousy!

OTHELLO

Why, why is this?
Think'st thou I'ld make a life of jealousy,
To follow still the changes of the moon
still=always
With fresh suspicions? No. To be once in doubt
Is once to be resolved. Exchange me for a goat
resolved=reassured
When I shall turn the business of my soul
To such exsufflicate and blown surmises,
exsufflicate=swollen
Matching thy inference. 'Tis not to make me jealous
To say my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company,
Is free of speech, sings, plays and dances well.
Where virtue is, these are more virtuous,
Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw
The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt,
doubt=suspicion
For she had eyes and chose me. No, Iago.
I'll see before I doubt. When I doubt, prove,
And on the proof, there is no more but this--
Away at once with love or jealousy!

IAGO

I am glad of it, for now I shall have reason
To show the love and duty that I bear you
With franker spirit. Therefore, as I am bound,
Receive it from me. I speak not yet of proof.
Look to your wife. Observe her well with Cassio.
Wear your eye thus, not jealous nor secure.
I would not have your free and noble nature,
Out of self-bounty, be abused. Look to't.
I know our country disposition well.
In Venice they do let heaven see the pranks
They dare not show their husbands. Their best conscience
Is not to leave't undone but keep't unknown.

OTHELLO

Dost thou say so?

IAGO

She did deceive her father, marrying you,
And, when she seem'd to shake and fear your looks,
She loved them most.

OTHELLO

And so she did.

IAGO

Why, go to, then.
She that, so young, could give out such a seeming,
(
present such a false appearance)
To seal her father's eyes up close as oak-
He thought 'twas witchcraft--but I am much to blame.
I humbly do beseech you of your pardon
For too much loving you.

OTHELLO

I am bound to thee forever.

IAGO

I see this hath a little dash'd your spirits.

OTHELLO

Not a jot, not a jot.

IAGO

I' faith, I fear it has.
I hope you will consider what is spoke
Comes from my love. But I do see you're moved.
I am to pray you not to strain my speech
To grosser issues nor to larger reach
Than to suspicion.
(
don’t make more of this than it deserves)

OTHELLO

I will not.

IAGO

Should you do so, my lord,
My speech should fall into such vile success
As my thoughts aim not at. Cassio's my worthy friend.
My lord, I see you're moved.

OTHELLO

No, not much moved.
I do not think but Desdemona's honest.

IAGO

Long live she so! And long live you to think so!

OTHELLO

And yet, how nature erring from itself--

IAGO

Ay, there's the point [I’m making] as--to be bold with you--
Not to affect many proposed matches
affect=choose (effect?)
Of her own clime, complexion, and degree,
Whereto we see in all things nature tends--
(
“like” tends to marry “like”)
Foh! one may smell in such a will (
perverse will) most rank
(
Desdemona may be suspected of a rank will)
Foul disproportion, thoughts unnatural.
But pardon me. I do not in position
Distinctly speak of her, though I may fear
Her will, recoiling to her better judgment,
(
reverting to a preference for white men)
May fail to match you with her country forms (
traditional preferences)
And happily repent [
of her choice of Othello].

OTHELLO

Farewell, farewell.
If more thou dost perceive, let me know more.
Set on thy wife to observe. Leave me, Iago.

IAGO

[Going] My lord, I take my leave.

OTHELLO

Why did I marry? This honest creature doubtless
Sees and knows more, much more, than he unfolds.

IAGO

[Returning] My lord, I would I might entreat
your honour
To scan this thing no further. Leave it to time.
Though it be fit that Cassio have his place,
For sure he fills it up with great ability,
Yet, if you please to hold him off awhile,
You shall by that perceive him and his means.
Note if your lady strain his entertainment
(
repeatedly urge his reappointment)
With any strong or vehement importunity.
Much will be seen in that. In the meantime,
Let me be thought too busy in my fears--
As worthy cause I have to fear I am--
And hold her free. I do beseech your honour.

OTHELLO

Fear not my government.

IAGO

I once more take my leave.

Exit

OTHELLO

This fellow's of exceeding honesty
And knows all qualities, with a learned spirit,
Of human dealings. If I do prove her haggard,
haggard=wild, like an untrainable hawk
Though that her jesses were my dear heartstrings,
jesses=tethers to hold a hawk by
I'ld whistle her off and let her down the wind
To pray at fortune. Haply, for I am black
haply=perhaps
And have not those soft parts of conversation
That chamberers have, or for I am declined
chamberers=drawing room men of fashion
Into the vale of years,--yet that's not much--
She's gone. I am abused, and my relief
Must be to loathe her. O curse of marriage
That we can call these delicate creatures ours
And not their appetites! I had rather be a toad
And live upon the vapour of a dungeon
Than keep a corner in the thing I love
For others' uses. Yet, 'tis the plague of great ones.
plague=affliction
Prerogatived (
privileged) are they less than the base (common folk).
'Tis destiny unshunnable, like death.
Even then this forked plague is fated to us
forked plague=affliction with horns, like being a cuckold (cheated on by his wife)
When we do quicken. Desdemona comes.
(
when we are born)
(
Othello is predisposed to think that women are unfaithful)

Re-enter DESDEMONA and EMILIA

If she be false, O, then heaven mocks itself!
I'll not believe't.

DESDEMONA

How now, my dear Othello!
Your dinner, and the generous islanders
By you invited, do attend your presence.

OTHELLO

I am to blame.

DESDEMONA

Why do you speak so faintly?
Are you not well?

OTHELLO

I have a pain upon my forehead here.

DESDEMONA

'Faith, that's with watching. 'Twill away again.
Let me but bind it hard [
and] within this hour
It will be well.

OTHELLO

Your napkin is too little.

He puts the handkerchief from him, and it drops.

Let it alone. Come, I'll go in with you.

DESDEMONA

I am very sorry that you are not well.

Exeunt OTHELLO and DESDEMONA

EMILIA

I am glad I have found this napkin.
This was her first remembrance from the Moor.
My wayward husband hath a hundred times
Woo'd me to steal it, but she so loves the token,
For he conjured her she should ever keep it,
That she reserves it evermore about her
To kiss and talk to. I'll have the work ta'en out
And give't Iago. What he will do with it
Heaven knows, not I.
I nothing but to please his fantasy.

Re-enter Iago

IAGO

How now! What do you here alone?

EMILIA

Do not you chide. I have a thing for you.

IAGO

A thing for me? It is a common thing--

EMILIA

Ha!

IAGO

To have a foolish wife.

EMILIA

O, is that all? What will you give me now
For the same handkerchief?

IAGO

What handkerchief?

EMILIA

What handkerchief?
Why, that the Moor first gave to Desdemona,
That which so often you did bid me steal.

IAGO

Hast stol'n it from her?

EMILIA

No, 'faith. She let it drop by negligence,
And, to the advantage, I, being here, took't up.
Look, here it is.

IAGO

A good wench. Give it me.

EMILIA

What will you do with 't that you have been
so earnest
To have me filch it?

IAGO

[Snatching it] Why, what's that to you?

EMILIA

If it be not for some purpose of import,
Give't me again. Poor lady, she'll run mad
When she shall lack it.

IAGO

Be not acknown on 't. I have use for it.
Go, leave me.

Exit EMILIA

I will in Cassio's lodging lose this napkin
And let him find it. Trifles light as air
Are to the jealous confirmations strong
As proofs of holy writ. This may do something.
The Moor already changes with my poison.
Dangerous conceits are, in their natures, poisons,
Which at the first are scarce found to distaste
But, with a little act upon the blood,
Burn like the mines of sulphur. I did say so.
mines of sulphur=hellfire
Look, where he comes!

Re-enter OTHELLO

Not poppy, nor mandragora,
Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world
Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep
Which thou owedst yesterday.
owedst=owned

OTHELLO

Ha! Ha! False to me?

IAGO

Why, how now, general! No more of that.

OTHELLO

Avaunt! Be gone! Thou hast set me on the rack.
I swear 'tis better to be much abused
Than but to know't a little.

IAGO

How now, my lord!

OTHELLO

What sense had I of her stol'n hours of lust?
I saw't not, thought it not, it harm'd not me.
I slept the next night well, was free and merry.
I found not Cassio's kisses on her lips.
He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stol'n,
Let him not know't and he's not robb'd at all.

IAGO

I am sorry to hear this.

OTHELLO

I had been happy if the general camp,
Pioneers and all, had tasted her sweet body
pioneers=laboring foot-soldiers
So I had nothing known. O, now, forever
Farewell the tranquil mind! Farewell content!
Farewell the plumed troop and the big wars
That make ambition virtue! O, farewell!
Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump (
trumpet),
The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife,
The royal banner, and all quality,
Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war!
circumstance=trappings
And, O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats
mortal engines=cannons
The immortal Jove's dead clamours counterfeit,
dead clamours=thunder
Farewell! Othello's occupation's gone!

IAGO

Is't possible, my lord?

OTHELLO

Villain, be sure thou prove my love a whore,
Be sure of it. Give me the ocular proof
Or, by the worth of man's eternal soul,
Thou hadst been better have been born a dog
Than answer my waked wrath!

IAGO

Is't come to this?

OTHELLO

Make me to see't or, at the least, so prove it
That the probation bear no hinge nor loop
probation=proof
To hang a doubt on, or woe upon thy life!

IAGO

My noble lord--

OTHELLO

If thou dost slander her and torture me,
Never pray more. Abandon all remorse.
remorse=repentance
On horror's head horrors accumulate.
Do deeds to make heaven weep, all earth amazed,
For nothing canst thou to damnation add
Greater than that.

IAGO

O grace! O heaven forgive me!
Are you a man? Have you a soul or sense?
God be wi' you. Take mine office. O, wretched fool
That livest to make thine honesty a vice!
O monstrous world! Take note, take note, O, world.
To be direct and honest is not safe.
I thank you for this profit, and from hence
I'll love no friend, sith love breeds such offence.

OTHELLO

Nay, stay. Thou shouldst be honest.

IAGO

I should be wise, for honesty's a fool
And loses that it works for.

OTHELLO

By the world,
I think my wife be honest and think she is not.
I think that thou art just and think thou art not.
I'll have some proof. Her name, that was as fresh
As Dian's visage, is now begrimed and black
Dian’s visage=the moon
As mine own face. If there be cords or knives,
cords=ropes
Poison or fire or suffocating streams,
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?

OTHELLO

Would! Nay, I will.

IAGO

And may, but how? How satisfied, my lord?
Would you, the supervisor, grossly gape on--
Behold her topp'd?

OTHELLO

Death and damnation! O!

IAGO

It were a tedious difficulty, I think,
To bring them to that prospect. Damn them, then,
If ever mortal eyes do see them bolster
More than their own! What, then? How, then?
What shall I say? Where's satisfaction?
It is impossible you should see this,
Were they as prime as goats, as hot as monkeys,
As salt as wolves in pride, and fools as gross
prime/salt/in pride=lustful
As ignorance made drunk. But yet, I say,
If imputation and strong circumstances,
Which lead directly to the door of truth,
Will give you satisfaction, you may have't.

OTHELLO

Give me a living reason she's disloyal.

IAGO

I do not like the office,
of
fice=duty
But, since I am enter'd in this cause so far,
Prick'd to't by foolish honesty and love,
I will go on. I lay with Cassio lately,
And, being troubled with a raging tooth,
I could not sleep.
There are a kind of men so loose of soul
That in their sleeps will mutter their affairs.
One of this kind is Cassio.
In sleep I heard him say, 'Sweet Desdemona,
Let us be wary, let us hide our loves,'
And then, sir, would he grip and wring my hand,
Cry 'O sweet creature!' and then kiss me hard
As if he pluck'd up kisses by the roots
That grew upon my lips, then laid his leg
Over my thigh and sigh'd and kiss'd and then
Cried, 'Cursed fate that gave thee to the Moor!'

OTHELLO

O monstrous! monstrous!

IAGO

Nay, this was but his dream.

OTHELLO

But this denoted a foregone conclusion.
'Tis a shrewd doubt, though it be but a dream.
doubt=suspicion

IAGO

And this may help to thicken other proofs
That do demonstrate thinly.

OTHELLO

I'll tear her all to pieces.

IAGO

Nay, but be wise, yet we see nothing done.
She may be honest yet. Tell me but this,
Have you not sometimes seen a handkerchief
Spotted with strawberries in your wife's hand?

OTHELLO

I gave her such a one. 'Twas my first gift.

IAGO

I know not that, but such a handkerchief--
I am sure it was your wife's--did I to-day
See Cassio wipe his beard with.

OTHELLO

If it be that--

IAGO

If it be that or any that was hers,
It speaks against her with the other proofs.

OTHELLO

O, that the slave (Cassio) had forty thousand lives!
One is too poor, too weak for my revenge.
Now do I see 'tis true. Look here, Iago.
All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven.
'Tis gone.
Arise, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell!
Yield up, O love, thy crown and hearted throne
hearted throne=throne in my heart
To tyrannous hate! Swell, bosom, with thy fraught,
fraught=burden
For 'tis of aspics' (
asps’) tongues!

IAGO

Yet be content.

OTHELLO

O, blood, blood, blood!

IAGO

Patience, I say. Your mind perhaps may change.

OTHELLO

Never, Iago. Like to the Pontic sea,
Pontic sea=Black Sea
Whose icy current and compulsive course
Ne'er feels retiring ebb but keeps due on
To the Propontic and the Hellespont,
Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace,
Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love,
Till that a capable and wide revenge
Swallow them up. Now, by yond marble heaven,

Kneels

In the due reverence of a sacred vow
I here engage (
pledge) my words.

IAGO

Do not rise yet.

Kneels

Witness, you ever-burning lights above,
You elements that clip us round about,
elements=powers of nature
clip us=hug us
Witness that here Iago doth give up
The execution of his wit, hands, heart,
To wrong'd Othello's service! Let him command,
And to obey shall be in me remorse,
What bloody business ever.

They rise

OTHELLO

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.

OTHELLO

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.

IAGO

I am your own forever.

Exeunt


 

SCENE IV. Before the castle.

Enter DESDEMONA, EMILIA, and clown

DESDEMONA

Do you know, sirrah, where Lieutenant Cassio lies?

CLOWN

I dare not say he lies anywhere.

DESDEMONA

Why, man?

CLOWN

He's a soldier, and for one to say a soldier lies
is
stabbing.

DESDEMONA

Go to. Where lodges he?

CLOWN

To tell you where he lodges is to tell you where I lie.

DESDEMONA

Can anything be made of this?

CLOWN

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 mine own throat.

DESDEMONA

Can you inquire him out and be edified by report?

CLOWN

I will catechize the world for him, that is, make
catechize=cross-examine
questions and by them answer.

DESDEMONA

Seek him, bid him come hither. Tell him I have
moved my lord on his behalf and hope all will be well.

CLOWN

To do this is within the compass of man's wit, and
compass=scope
therefore I will attempt the doing it.

Exit

DESDEMONA

Where should I lose that handkerchief, Emilia?

EMILIA

I know not, madam.

DESDEMONA

Believe me, I had rather have lost my purse
Full of crusadoes, and, but my noble Moor
crusado=Portuguese gold coin
Is true of mind and made of no such baseness
As jealous creatures are, it were enough
To put him to ill thinking.

EMILIA

Is he not jealous?

DESDEMONA

Who, he? I think the sun where he was born
Drew all such humours from him.

EMILIA

Look, where he comes.

DESDEMONA

I will not leave him now till Cassio
Be call'd to him.

Enter OTHELLO

How is't with you, my lord

OTHELLO

Well, my good lady.

Aside

O, hardness to dissemble!--
How do you, Desdemona?

DESDEMONA

Well, my good lord.

OTHELLO

Give me your hand. This hand is moist, my lady.

DESDEMONA

It yet hath felt no age nor known no sorrow.

OTHELLO

This argues fruitfulness and liberal heart.
Hot, hot, and moist. This hand of yours requires
A sequester from liberty, fasting and prayer,
Much castigation, exercise devout,
For here's a young and sweating devil here
That commonly rebels. 'Tis a good hand,
A frank one.

DESDEMONA

You may, indeed, say so,
For 'twas that hand that gave away my heart.

OTHELLO

A liberal hand. The hearts of old gave hands [in marriage],
But our new heraldry is hands, not hearts.
heraldry=symbolic system

DESDEMONA

I cannot speak of this. Come now, your promise.

OTHELLO

What promise, chuck?

DESDEMONA

I have sent to bid Cassio come speak with you.

OTHELLO

I have a salt and sorry rheum offends me.
rheum=head cold
Lend me thy handkerchief.

DESDEMONA

Here, my lord.

OTHELLO

That which I gave you.

DESDEMONA

I have it not about me.

OTHELLO

Not?

DESDEMONA

No, indeed, my lord.

OTHELLO

That is a fault.
That handkerchief
Did an Egyptian to my mother give.
She was a charmer and could almost read
The thoughts of people. She told her, while
she kept it,
'Twould make her amiable and subdue my father
Entirely to her love, but, if she lost it
Or made gift of it, my father's eye
Should hold her loathed, and his spirits should hunt
After new fancies. She, dying, gave it me
And bid me, when my fate would have me wive,
To give it her. I did so, and, take heed on't,
Make it a darling like your precious eye.
To lose't or give't away were such perdition
As nothing else could match.

DESDEMONA

Is't possible?

OTHELLO

'Tis true. There's magic in the web of it.
A sibyl, that had number'd in the world
sibyl==prophetess
The sun to course two hundred compasses,
(
200 years)
In her prophetic fury sew'd the work.
The worms were hallow'd that did breed the silk,
hallowed=blessed
And it was dyed in mummy, which the skillful
mumy=preparation made from mummies
Conserved of maidens' hearts.
conserved of=embalmed from

DESDEMONA

Indeed! Is't true?

OTHELLO

Most veritable. Therefore, look to't well.

DESDEMONA

Then would to God that I had never seen't!

OTHELLO

Ha! Wherefore?

DESDEMONA

Why do you speak so startingly and rash?

OTHELLO

Is't lost? Is't gone? Speak, is it out
o' the way?

DESDEMONA

Heaven bless us!

OTHELLO

Say you?

DESDEMONA

It is not lost, but what an if it were?

OTHELLO

How!

DESDEMONA

I say, it is not lost.

OTHELLO

Fetch't. Let me see't.

DESDEMONA

Why, so I can, sir, but I will not now.
This is a trick to put me from my suit.
Pray you, let Cassio be received again.

OTHELLO

Fetch me the handkerchief. My mind misgives.
misgives=has misgivings

DESDEMONA

Come, come.
You'll never meet a more sufficient man.

OTHELLO

The handkerchief!

DESDEMONA

I pray, talk me of Cassio.

OTHELLO

The handkerchief!

DESDEMONA

A man that all his time
Hath founded his good fortunes on your love,
Shared dangers with you,--

OTHELLO

The handkerchief!

DESDEMONA

In sooth, you are to blame.

OTHELLO

Away!

Exit

EMILIA

Is not this man jealous?

DESDEMONA

I ne'er saw this before.
Sure, there's some wonder in this handkerchief.
I am most unhappy in the loss of it.

EMILIA

'Tis not a year or two shows us a man.
They are all but stomachs and we all but food
To eat us hungerly, and, when they are full,
They belch us. Look you, Cassio and my husband!

Enter CASSIO and IAGO

IAGO

There is no other way. 'Tis she must do't,
And, lo, the happiness! Go, and importune her.

DESDEMONA

How now, good Cassio! What's the news with you?

CASSIO

Madam, my former suit. I do beseech you
That by your virtuous means I may again
Exist and be a member of his love
Whom I, with all the office of my heart,
Entirely honour. I would not be delay'd.
If my offence be of such mortal kind
That nor my service past, nor present sorrows,
Nor purposed merit in futurity
Can ransom me into his love again,
But to know so must be my benefit.
So shall I clothe me in a forced content
And shut myself up in some other course
To fortune's alms (
handouts).

DESDEMONA

Alas, thrice-gentle Cassio!
My advocation is not now in tune.
My lord is not my lord, nor should I know him
Were he in favour as in humour alter'd.
favor=appearance
So help me every spirit sanctified,
As I have spoken for you all my best
And stood within the blank of his displeasure
blank=center of a target
For my free speech! You must awhile be patient.
What I can do I will, and more I will
Than for myself I dare. Let that suffice you.

IAGO

Is my lord angry?

EMILIA

He went hence but now
And certainly in strange unquietness.

IAGO

Can he be angry? I have seen the cannon,
When it hath blown his ranks into the air,
ranks=soldiers
And, like the devil, from his very arm
Puff'd his own brother--and can he be angry?
Something of moment then. I will go meet him.
There's matter in't indeed, if he be angry.

DESDEMONA

I prithee, do so.

Exit IAGO

Something, sure, of state,
Either from Venice or some unhatch'd practice
Made demonstrable here in Cyprus to him
Hath puddled his clear spirit, and in such cases
Men's natures wrangle with inferior things,
Though great ones are their object. 'Tis even so.
For let our finger ache, and it indues
indues=brings
Our other healthful members even to that sense
Of pain. Nay, we must think men are not gods
Nor of them look for such observances
As fit the bridal. Beshrew me much, Emilia,
beshrew=blame
I was, unhandsome warrior as I am,
Arraigning his unkindness with my soul,
But now I find I had suborn'd the witness,
suborned=gotten the witness to lie
And he's indicted falsely.

EMILIA

Pray heaven it be state-matters, as you think,
And no conception nor no jealous toy
Concerning you.

DESDEMONA

Alas the day! I never gave him cause.

EMILIA

But jealous souls will not be answer'd so.
They are not ever jealous for the cause
But jealous for they are jealous. 'Tis a monster
Begot upon itself, born on itself.

DESDEMONA

Heaven keep that monster from Othello's mind!

EMILIA

Lady, amen.

DESDEMONA

I will go seek him. Cassio, walk hereabout.
If I do find him fit, I'll move your suit
And seek to effect it to my uttermost.

CASSIO

I humbly thank your ladyship.

Exeunt DESDEMONA and EMILIA

Enter BIANCA

BIANCA

[God] Save you, friend Cassio!

CASSIO

What make you from home?
How is it with you, my most fair Bianca?
I' faith, sweet love, I was coming to your house.

BIANCA

And I was going to your lodging, Cassio.
What, keep a week away? Seven days and nights?
Eight score eight hours? And lovers' absent hours,
(
each hour that the lover is absent)
More tedious than the dial eight score times?
dial=clock face (12)
O, weary reckoning!

CASSIO

Pardon me, Bianca.
I have this while with leaden thoughts been press'd,
But I shall, in a more continuate time,
continuate=uninterrupted
Strike off this score of absence. Sweet Bianca,

Giving her DESDEMONA's handkerchief

Take me this work out.

BIANCA

O, Cassio, whence came this?
This is some token from a newer friend.
To the felt absence now I feel a cause.
Is't come to this? Well, well.

CASSIO

Go to, woman!
Throw your vile guesses in the devil's teeth,
From whence you have them. You are jealous now
That this is from some mistress, some remembrance.
No, in good troth, Bianca.

BIANCA

Why, whose is it?

CASSIO

I know not, sweet. I found it in my chamber.
I like the work well. Ere it be demanded--
As like enough it will--I'ld have it copied.
Take it and do't, and leave me for this time.

BIANCA

Leave you! Wherefore (why)?

CASSIO

I do attend here on the general
And think it no addition, nor my wish,
addition=advantage
To have him see me woman'd.

BIANCA

Why, I pray you?

CASSIO

Not that I love you not.

BIANCA

But that you do not love me.
I pray you, bring me on the way a little
And say if I shall see you soon at night.

CASSIO

'Tis but a little way that I can bring you,
For I attend here, but I'll see you soon.

BIANCA

'Tis very good; I must be circumstanced (yield to circumstances).

Exeunt


 

ACT IV

SCENE I. Cyprus. Before the castle.

Enter OTHELLO and IAGO

IAGO

Will you think so?

OTHELLO

Think so, Iago!

IAGO

What,
To kiss in private?

OTHELLO

An unauthorized kiss.

IAGO

Or to be naked with her friend in bed
An hour or more, not meaning any harm?

OTHELLO

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

So they do nothing, 'tis a venial slip,
But if I give my wife a handkerchief,--

OTHELLO

What then?

IAGO

Why, then, 'tis hers, my lord, and, being hers,
She may, I think, bestow't on any man.

OTHELLO

She is protectress of her honour, too.
May she give that?

IAGO

Her honour is an essence that's not seen.
They have it very oft that have it not.
But, for the handkerchief--

OTHELLO

By heaven, I would most gladly have forgot it.
Thou said'st, (it comes o'er my memory
As doth the raven o'er the infected house,
Boding to all)--he had my handkerchief.

IAGO

Ay, what of that?

OTHELLO

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
abroad=in the world
Who, having, by their own importunate suit
Or voluntary dotage of some mistress
Convinced or supplied them, cannot choose
But they must blab--

OTHELLO

Hath he said anything?

IAGO

He hath, my lord, but, be you well assured,
No more than he'll unswear.

OTHELLO

What hath he said?

IAGO

'Faith, that he did--I know not what he did.

OTHELLO

What? What?

IAGO

Lie--

OTHELLO

With her?

IAGO

With her, on her, what you will.

OTHELLO

Lie with her! Lie on her! We say lie on her, when
they belie her (
tell lies about her). Lie with her! That's fulsome.
fulsome=obscene
--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. Pish! Noses, ears, and lips.
--Is't possible?--Confess--handkerchief!—O, devil!--

Falls in a trance

IAGO

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

What's the matter?

IAGO

My lord is fall'n into an epilepsy.
This is his second fit. He had one yesterday.

CASSIO

Rub him about the temples.

IAGO

No, forbear.
The lethargy must have his (
its) 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?
hurt your head=hurt your head with horns on it

OTHELLO

Dost thou mock me?

IAGO

I mock you! No, by heaven.
Would (
I wish) you would bear your fortune like a man!
(

OTHELLO

A horned (with an unfaithful wife) man's a monster and a beast.

IAGO

There's many a beast then in a populous city
And many a civil monster.

OTHELLO

Did he confess it?

IAGO

Good sir, be a man.
Think every bearded fellow that's but yoked
bearded=old enough to grow a beard
yoked=married

May draw with you. There's millions now alive
draw=pull on the harness
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,
spite=envious malice
To lip a wanton in a secure couch
lip a wanton=kiss an unchaste woman
And to suppose her chaste! No, let me know,
And, knowing what I am, I know what she shall be.

OTHELLO

O, thou art wise, 'tis certain.

IAGO

Stand you awhile apart.
Confine yourself but in a patient list.
in a patient list=within the bounds of patience
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 'scuse upon your ecstasy,
ecstasy=epilepsy
Bade him anon return and here speak with me,
The which he promised. Do but encave yourself
And mark the fleers (
sneers), 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 you are all in all in spleen
And nothing of a man.

OTHELLO

Dost thou hear, Iago?
I will be found most cunning in my patience,
But--dost thou hear?--most bloody.

IAGO

That's not amiss,
But yet keep time (
observe the beat) in all. Will you withdraw?

OTHELLO retires

Now will I question Cassio of Bianca,
A housewife 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 beguiled by one.
He, when he hears of her, cannot refrain
From the excess of laughter. Here he comes.

Re-enter CASSIO

As he shall smile, Othello shall go mad,
And his unbookish jealousy must construe
Poor Cassio's smiles, gestures and light behavior
Quite in the wrong. How do you now, lieutenant?

CASSIO

The worser that you give me the addition (title of lieutenant)
Whose want (
lack) even kills me.

IAGO

Ply Desdemona well, and you are sure on't.

Speaking lower

Now, if this suit lay in Bianco's power,
How quickly should you speed!

CASSIO

Alas, poor caitiff!
caitiff=wretch

OTHELLO

Look, how he laughs already!

IAGO

I never knew woman love man so.

CASSIO

Alas, poor rogue! I think, i' faith, she loves me.

OTHELLO

Now he denies it faintly and laughs it out.

IAGO

Do you hear, Cassio?

OTHELLO

Now he importunes him
To tell it o'er. Go to. Well said, well said.

IAGO

She gives it out that you shall marry her.
Do you intend it?

CASSIO

Ha, ha, ha!

OTHELLO

Do you triumph, Roman? Do you triumph?

CASSIO

I marry her! What? A customer! Prithee, bear some
charity to my wit. Do not think it so unwholesome.
Ha, ha, ha!

OTHELLO

So, so, so, so. They laugh that win.

IAGO

'Faith, the cry goes that you shall marry her.

CASSIO

Prithee, say true.

IAGO

I am a very villain else.

OTHELLO

Have you scored (beaten) me? Well.

CASSIO

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

Iago beckons me. Now he begins the story.

CASSIO

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, she falls me thus about my neck--

OTHELLO

Crying 'O dear Cassio!' as it were. His gesture
imports it.

CASSIO

So hangs and lolls and weeps upon me, so hales (drags)
and pulls me. Ha, ha, ha!

OTHELLO

Now he tells how she plucked him to my chamber. O,
I see that nose of yours but not that dog I shall
throw it to.

CASSIO

Well, I must leave her company.

IAGO

Before me! Look, where she comes.

CASSIO

'Tis such another fitchew! Marry, a perfumed one.
fitchew=skunk

Enter BIANCA

What do you mean by this haunting of me?

BIANCA

Let the devil and his dam haunt you! What did you
(
the devil’s dam –his mother – was thought to be even more evil than the devil)
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 not know 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 (
from it).

CASSIO

How now, my sweet Bianca! How now! How now!

OTHELLO

By heaven, that should be my handkerchief!

BIANCA

An you'll come to supper to-night, you may, an you
will not, come when you are next prepared for.
(
if you don’t come to supper, you’ll have to wait until I invite you)

Exit

IAGO

After her, after her.

CASSIO

'Faith, I must. She'll rail (complain) in the street else.

IAGO

Will you sup there?

CASSIO

'Faith, I intend so.

IAGO

Well, I may chance to see you, for I would very fain
speak with you.

CASSIO

Prithee, come; will you?

IAGO

Go to. Say no more.

Exit CASSIO

OTHELLO

[Advancing] How shall I murder him, Iago?

IAGO

Did you perceive how he laughed at his vice?

OTHELLO

O, Iago!

IAGO

And did you see the handkerchief?

OTHELLO

Was that mine?

IAGO

Yours, by this hand, and to see how he prizes the
foolish woman your wife! She gave it him, and he
hath given it his whore.

OTHELLO

I would have him nine years a-killing.
A fine woman! A fair woman! A sweet woman!

IAGO

Nay, you must forget that.

OTHELLO

Ay, let her rot and perish and be damned to-night,
for she shall not live. No, my heart is turned 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

Nay, that's not your way.

OTHELLO

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

She's the worse for all this.

OTHELLO

O, a thousand, thousand times, and then, of so
gentle a condition!

IAGO

Ay, too gentle.

OTHELLO

Nay, that's certain, but yet the pity of it, Iago!
O, Iago, the pity of it, Iago!

IAGO

If you are so fond over her iniquity, give her
patent to offend, for, if it touch not you, it comes
near nobody.

OTHELLO

I will chop her into messes (little pieces). Cuckold me!

IAGO

O, 'tis foul in her.

OTHELLO

With mine officer!

IAGO

That's fouler.

OTHELLO

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

Do it not with poison. Strangle her in her bed, even
the bed she hath contaminated.

OTHELLO

Good, good. The justice of it pleases. Very good.

IAGO

And, for Cassio, let me be his undertaker. You
shall hear more by midnight.

OTHELLO

Excellent good.

A trumpet within

What trumpet is that same?

IAGO

Something from Venice, sure. 'Tis Lodovico
Come from the duke, and, see, your wife is with him.

Enter LODOVICO, DESDEMONA, and attendants

LODOVICO

Save you, worthy general!

OTHELLO

With all my heart, sir.

LODOVICO

The duke and senators of Venice greet you.

Gives him a letter

OTHELLO

I kiss the instrument of their pleasures.

Opens the letter and reads

DESDEMONA

And what's the news, good cousin Lodovico?

IAGO

I am very glad to see you, signior.
Welcome to Cyprus.

LODOVICO

I thank you. How does Lieutenant Cassio?

IAGO

Lives, sir.

DESDEMONA

Cousin, there's fall'n between him and my lord
An unkind breach, but you shall make all well.

OTHELLO

Are you sure of that?

DESDEMONA

My lord?

OTHELLO

[Reads] 'This fail you not to do, as you will--'

LODOVICO

He did not call. He's busy in the paper.
Is there division 'twixt my lord and Cassio?

DESDEMONA

A most unhappy one. I would do much
To atone them, for the love I bear to Cassio.

OTHELLO

Fire and brimstone!

DESDEMONA

My lord?

OTHELLO

Are you wise?

DESDEMONA

What, is he angry?

LODOVICO

Maybe the letter moved him,
For, as I think, they do command him home,
Deputing Cassio in his government.

DESDEMONA

Trust me, I am glad on't.

OTHELLO

Indeed!

DESDEMONA

My lord?

OTHELLO

I am glad to see you mad.

DESDEMONA

Why, sweet Othello,--

OTHELLO

[Striking her] Devil!

DESDEMONA

I have not deserved this.

LODOVICO

My lord, this would not be believed in Venice,
Though I should swear I saw't. 'Tis very much.
Make her amends. She weeps.

OTHELLO

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

I will not stay to offend you.

Going

LODOVICO

Truly, an obedient lady.
I do beseech your lordship, call her back.

OTHELLO

Mistress!

DESDEMONA

My lord?

OTHELLO

What would you with her, sir?

LODOVICO

Who, I, my lord?

OTHELLO

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 (
farewell)!

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

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

He is much changed.

LODOVICO

Are his wits safe? Is he not light of brain?

IAGO

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

What, strike his wife!

IAGO

'Faith, that was not so well, yet would I knew
That stroke would prove the worst!

LODOVICO

Is it his use
Or did the letters work upon his blood
And new-create this fault?

IAGO

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
courses=actions
denote=show him to be

That I may save my speech. Do but go after
And mark how he continues.

LODOVICO

I am sorry that I am deceived in him.

Exeunt


 

SCENE II. A room in the castle.

Enter OTHELLO and EMILIA

OTHELLO

You have seen nothing then?

EMILIA

Nor ever heard nor ever did suspect.

OTHELLO

Yes, you have seen Cassio and her together.

EMILIA

But then I saw no harm, and then I heard
Each syllable that breath made up between them.

OTHELLO

What, did they never whisper?

EMILIA

Never, my lord.

OTHELLO

Nor send you out o' the way?

EMILIA

Never.

OTHELLO

To fetch her fan, her gloves, her mask, nor nothing?

EMILIA

Never, my lord.

OTHELLO

That's strange.

EMILIA

I durst, my lord, to wager she is honest,
Lay down my soul at stake. If you think other,
at stake=as my bet
Remove your thought. It doth abuse your bosom.
If any wretch have put this in your head,
Let heaven requite it with the serpent's curse!
(
the curse that God laid on the serpent for tempting Eve)
For, if she be not honest, chaste, and true,
There's no man happy. The purest of their wives
Is foul as slander.

OTHELLO

Bid her come hither. Go.

Exit EMILIA

She says enough, yet she's (any woman is) a simple bawd
That cannot say as much. This is a subtle whore,
A closet lock and key of villainous secrets,
And yet she'll kneel and pray. I have seen her do't.

Enter DESDEMONA with EMILIA

DESDEMONA

My lord, what is your will?

OTHELLO

Pray, chuck, come hither.

DESDEMONA

What is your pleasure?

OTHELLO

Let me see your eyes.
Look in my face.

DESDEMONA

What horrible fancy's this?

OTHELLO

[To EMILIA] Some of your function, mistress:
Leave procreants alone and shut the door.
procreants=those who procreate
Cough or cry 'hem' if any body come.
Your mystery, your mystery. Nay, dispatch.

Exit EMILIA

DESDEMONA

Upon my knees, what doth your speech import?
I understand a fury in your words
But not the words.

OTHELLO

Why, what art thou?

DESDEMONA

Your wife, my lord, your true
And loyal wife.

OTHELLO

Come, swear it, damn thyself
Lest (
for fear that), being like one of heaven, the devils themselves
Should fear to seize thee. Therefore, be double damn'd [
for adultery and for perjury].
Swear thou art honest.

DESDEMONA

Heaven doth truly know it.

OTHELLO

Heaven truly knows that thou art false as hell.

DESDEMONA

To whom, my lord? With whom? How am I false?

OTHELLO

O, Desdemona! Away! Away! Away!

DESDEMONA

Alas the heavy day! Why do you weep?
Am I the motive of these tears, my lord?
If haply you my father do suspect
[
as being] An instrument of this your calling back [to Venice],
Lay not your blame on me. If you have lost him,
Why, I have lost him, too.

OTHELLO

Had it pleased heaven
To try me with affliction, had they rain'd
All kinds of sores and shames on my bare head,
Steep'd me in poverty to the very lips,
Given to captivity me and my utmost hopes,
I should have found in some place of my soul
A drop of Patience, but, alas, to make me
A fixed figure for the time of scorn
time of scorn=scornful world
To point his slow unmoving finger at!
Yet, could I bear that, too, well, very well,
But there, where I have garner'd up my heart,
(
made my heart full, which now is the totality of my life)
Where either I must live or bear no life,
The fountain from the which my current runs
Or else dries up to be discarded thence
Or keep it as a cistern for foul toads
To knot and gender in! turn thy complexion there,
(
to couple and engender in)
complexion=face
Patience, thou young and rose-lipp'd cherubim,--
Ay, there, look grim as hell!

DESDEMONA

I hope my noble lord esteems me honest.

OTHELLO

O, ay, as summer flies are in the shambles
shambles=slaughter house
That quicken even with blowing. O, thou weed,
(
they come to life as soon as the eggs are laid)
Who art so lovely, fair, and smell'st so sweet
That the sense aches at thee, would thou hadst
ne'er been born!

DESDEMONA

Alas, what ignorant sin have I committed?

OTHELLO

Was this fair paper, this most goodly book,
Made to write 'whore' upon? What committed!
Committed! O thou public commoner!
I should make very forges of my cheeks
(
the cheeks are bellows burning up Modesty in the furnace)
That would to cinders burn up modesty
Did I but speak thy deeds. What committed!
Heaven stops the nose at it and the moon winks,
The bawdy wind that kisses all it meets
Is hush'd within the hollow mine of earth
(
the wind has retired to an underground passage)
And will not hear it. What committed!
Impudent strumpet!

DESDEMONA

By heaven, you do me wrong.

OTHELLO

Are you not a strumpet?

DESDEMONA

No, as I am a Christian.
If to preserve this vessel for my lord
From any other foul unlawful touch
Be not to be a strumpet, I am none.

OTHELLO

What, not a whore?

DESDEMONA

No, as I shall be saved.
(
my salvation depends on my truthfulness)

OTHELLO

Is't possible?

DESDEMONA

O, heaven forgive us!

OTHELLO

I cry you mercy, then.
I took you for that cunning whore of Venice
That married with Othello.

Raising his voice

You, mistress,
That have the office opposite to Saint Peter
And keep the gate of hell!
(
run your whoring business at the gate of hell)

Re-enter EMILIA

You, you, ay, you!
We have done our course. There's money for your pains.
I pray you, turn the key and keep our counsel.
(
don’t give us away)

Exit

EMILIA

Alas, what does this gentleman conceive?
How do you, madam? How do you, my good lady?

DESDEMONA

'Faith, half asleep.

EMILIA

Good madam, what's the matter with my lord?

DESDEMONA

With who?

EMILIA

Why, with my lord, madam.

DESDEMONA

Who is thy lord?

EMILIA

He that is yours, sweet lady.

DESDEMONA

I have none. Do not talk to me, Emilia.
I cannot weep nor answer have I none
But what should go by water (
tears). Prithee, tonight
Lay on my bed my wedding sheets. Remember;
And call thy husband hither.

EMILIA

Here's a change indeed!

Exit

DESDEMONA

'Tis meet (proper) I should be used so, very meet.
How have I been behaved that he might stick
The small'st opinion on my least misuse?

Re-enter EMILIA with IAGO

IAGO

What is your pleasure, madam?
How is't with you?

DESDEMONA

I cannot tell. Those that do teach young babes
Do it with gentle means and easy tasks.
He might have chid me so, for, in good faith,
I am a child to chiding.

IAGO

What's the matter, lady?

EMILIA

Alas, Iago, my lord hath so bewhored her,
Thrown such despite and heavy terms upon her,
As true hearts cannot bear.

DESDEMONA

Am I that name, Iago?

IAGO

What name, fair lady?

DESDEMONA

Such as she says my lord did say I was.

EMILIA

He call'd her whore. A beggar in his drink
Could not have laid such terms upon his callat.
callat=whore

IAGO

Why did he so?

DESDEMONA

I do not know. I am sure I am none such.

IAGO

Do not weep, do not weep. Alas, the day!

EMILIA

Hath she forsook so many noble matches,
Her father, and her country and her friends,
To be call'd whore? Would it not make one weep?

DESDEMONA

It is my wretched fortune.

IAGO

Beshrew him for't!
beshrew=curse
How comes this trick (
odd behavior) upon him?

DESDEMONA

Nay, heaven doth know.

EMILIA

I will be hang'd if some eternal villain,
Some busy and insinuating rogue,
Some cogging, cozening slave, to get some office
cogging=cheating
cozening=deceiving

Has not devised this slander. I'll be hang'd else.

IAGO

Fie, there is no such man. It is impossible.

DESDEMONA

If any such there be, heaven pardon him!

EMILIA

A halter pardon him and hell gnaw his bones!
halter=hangman’s noose
Why should he call her whore? Who keeps her company?
What place? What time? What form? What likelihood?
The Moor's abused by some most villanous knave,
abused=deceived
Some base notorious knave, some scurvy fellow.
O heaven, [
Ipray] that such companions thou'ldst unfold
unfold=reveal themselves
And put in every honest hand a whip
To lash the rascals naked through the world,
Even from the east to the west!

IAGO

Speak within door (keep your voice down).

EMILIA

O, fie upon them! Some such squire he was
That turn'd your wit the seamy side without
And made you to suspect me with the Moor.

IAGO

You are a fool. Go to.

DESDEMONA

O, good Iago,
What shall I do to win my lord again?
Good friend, go to him, for, by this light of heaven,
I know not how I lost him. Here I kneel.
If e'er my will did trespass 'gainst his love,
Either in discourse of thought or actual deed,
Or that (
if) mine eyes, mine ears, or any sense
Delighted them (
the senses) in any other form (human body)
Or that (
if) I do not yet (and ever did
And ever will--though he do shake me off
To beggarly (
impoverished) divorcement) love him dearly,
Comfort forswear (
abandon) me! Unkindness may do much,
And his unkindness may defeat my life
But never taint my love. I cannot say 'whore.'
It does abhor me now I speak the word.
To do the act that might the addition earn
addition=name of “whore”
Not the world's mass of vanity could make me.

IAGO

I pray you, be content. 'Tis but his humour.
The business of the state does him offense (
annoys him),
And [
therefore] he does chide with you.

DESDEMONA

If 'twere no other--

IAGO

'Tis but so, I warrant.

Trumpets within

Hark, how these instruments summon to supper!
The messengers of Venice stay the meat (
hold up dinner).
Go in, and weep not. All things shall be well.

Exeunt DESDEMONA and EMILIA

Enter RODERIGO

How now, Roderigo!

RODERIGO

I do not find that thou dealest justly with me.

IAGO

What in the contrary?

RODERIGO

Every day thou daffest me with some device, Iago,
daffest me with some device=put me off with some scheme
and rather, as it seems to me now, keepest from me
all conveniency than suppliest me with the least
conveniency=opportunity to meet Desdemona
advantage of hope. I will indeed no longer endure
it, nor am I yet persuaded to put up in peace what
already I have foolishly suffered.

IAGO

Will you hear me, Roderigo?

RODERIGO

'Faith, I have heard too much, for your words and
performances are no kin together.

IAGO

You charge me most unjustly.

RODERIGO

With nought but truth. I have wasted myself out of
my means. The jewels you have had from me to
deliver to Desdemona would half have corrupted a
votarist (
nun). You have told me she hath received them
and returned me expectations and comforts of sudden
respect and acquaintance, but I find none.

IAGO

Well, go to. Very well.

RODERIGO

Very well! Go to! I cannot go to, man, nor 'tis
not very well. Nay, I think it is scurvy and begin
to find myself fobbed (
duped) in it.

IAGO

Very well.

RODERIGO

I tell you 'tis not very well. I will make myself
known to Desdemona. If she will return me my
jewels, I will give over my suit and repent my
unlawful solicitation. If not, assure yourself I
(
unlawful solicitation – of Desdemona, socially above Roderigo’s reach (?))
will seek satisfaction of you.

IAGO

You have said now.

RODERIGO

Ay and said nothing but what I protest intendment of doing.

IAGO

Why, now I see there's mettle in thee and even from
this instant to build on thee a better opinion than
ever before. Give me thy hand, Roderigo. Thou hast
taken against me a most just exception, but yet I
protest. I have dealt most directly in thy affair.

RODERIGO

It hath not appeared [not appeared that way to me].

IAGO

I grant indeed it hath not appeared, and your
suspicion is not without wit and judgment, but,
Roderigo, if thou hast that in thee indeed which I
have greater reason to believe now than ever, I mean
purpose, courage, and valour, this night show it. If
thou the next night following enjoy not Desdemona,
take me from this world with treachery and devise
engines (
means for committing murder) for my life.

RODERIGO

Well, what is it? Is it within reason and compass?

IAGO

Sir, there is especial commission come from Venice
to depute Cassio in Othello's place.

RODERIGO

Is that true? Why, then Othello and Desdemona
return again to Venice.

IAGO

O, no. He goes into Mauritania and takes away with
him the fair Desdemona, unless his abode be
lingered here by some accident, wherein none can be
so determinate (
decisive) as the removing of Cassio.

RODERIGO

How do you mean, removing of him?

IAGO

Why, by making him uncapable of Othello's place,
knocking out his brains.

RODERIGO

And that you would have me to do?

IAGO

Ay, if you dare do yourself a profit and a right.
He sups to-night with a harlotry (
Bianca), and thither will I
go to him. He knows not yet of his honorable
fortune [
to replace Othello]. If you will watch his going thence, which
I will fashion to fall out between twelve and one.

You may take him at your pleasure. I will be near
to second your attempt, and he shall fall between
us. Come, stand not amazed at it but go along with
me. I will show you such a necessity in his death
that you shall think yourself bound to put it on
him. It is now high suppertime, and the night grows
to waste. About it.

RODERIGO

I will hear further reason for this.

IAGO

And you shall be satisfied.

Exeunt


 

SCENE III. Another room In the castle.

Enter OTHELLO, LODOVICO, DESDEMONA, EMILIA, and attendants

LODOVICO

I do beseech you, sir, trouble yourself no further.

OTHELLO

O, pardon me. 'Twill do me good to walk.

LODOVICO

Madam, good night. I humbly thank your ladyship.

DESDEMONA

Your honor is most welcome.

OTHELLO

Will you walk, sir?
O,--Desdemona,--

DESDEMONA

My lord?

OTHELLO

Get you to bed on the instant. I will be returned
forthwith. Dismiss your attendant there. Look it be done.

DESDEMONA

I will, my lord.

Exeunt OTHELLO, LODOVICO, and attendants

EMILIA

How goes it now? He looks gentler than he did.

DESDEMONA

He says he will return incontinent.
incontinent=at once
He hath commanded me to go to bed
And bade me to dismiss you.

EMILIA

Dismiss me!

DESDEMONA

It was his bidding. Therefore, good Emilia,
Give me my nightly wearing and adieu.
We must not now displease him.

EMILIA

I would you had never seen him!

DESDEMONA

So would not I my love doth so approve him
That even his stubbornness, his cheques, his frowns--
Prithee, unpin me,--have grace and favour in them.

EMILIA

I have laid those sheets you bade me on the bed.

DESDEMONA

All's one (whatever!). Good faith, how foolish are our minds!
If I do die before thee, prithee shroud me
In one of those same sheets.

EMILIA

Come, come, you talk.

DESDEMONA

My mother had a maid call'd Barbara.
She was in love, and him she loved proved mad
And did forsake her. She had a song of 'willow,'
An old thing 'twas, but it express'd her fortune,
And she died singing it. That song to-night
Will not go from my mind. I have much [
more] to do
But (
than) to go hang my head all at one side
And sing it like poor Barbara. Prithee, dispatch.

EMILIA

Shall I go fetch your night-gown?

DESDEMONA

No, unpin me here.
This Lodovico is a proper man.

EMILIA

A very handsome man.

DESDEMONA

He speaks well.

EMILIA

I know a lady in Venice would have walked barefoot
to Palestine for a touch of his nether lip.

DESDEMONA

[Singing] The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree,
Sing all a green willow.
Her hand on her bosom, her head on her knee,
Sing willow, willow, willow.
The fresh streams ran by her and murmur'd her moans.
murmured=echoed
Sing willow, willow, willow.
Her salt tears fell from her and soften'd the stones.
to Emilia
Lay by these--