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Cyprus. A Street.
Enter IAGO and RODERIGO.
Iago Here, stand behind this bulk; straight will he come.
Wear thy good rapier bare, and put it home.
Quick, quick, fear nothing; I'll be at thy elbow.
It makes us or it mars us; think on that,
And fix most firm thy resolution.
Roderigo Be near at hand; I may miscarry in't.
Iago Here, at thy hand. Be bold, and take thy stand.
[Retires.
Roderigo I have no great devotion to the deed,
And yet he hath given me satisfying reasons:
'Tis but a man gone. Forth, my sword; he dies!
Iago [Aside.] I have rubbed this young quat almost to the sense,
And he grows angry. Now, whether he kill Cassio,
Or Cassio him, or each do kill the other,
Every way makes my gain. Live Roderigo,
He calls me to a restitution large
Of gold and jewels that I bobbed from him
As gifts to Desdemona.
It must not be. If Cassio do remain,
He hath a daily beauty in his life
That makes me ugly; and besides, the Moor
May unfold me to him - there stand I in much peril.
No, he must die. But so, I hear him coming.
Enter CASSIO.
Roderigo I know his gait; 'tis he. Villain, thou diest!
[Lunging at CASSIO.
Cassio That thrust had been my enemy indeed
But that my coat is better than thou know'st;
I will make proof of thine.
[Wounds RODERIGO.
Roderigo O, I am slain!
[IAGO wounds CASSIO in the leg.
[Exit IAGO.
Cassio I am maimed for ever. Help, ho! Murder, murder!
Enter OTHELLO at a distance.
Othello The voice of Cassio. Iago keeps his word.
Roderigo O, villain that I am!
Othello It is even so.
Cassio O help, ho! Light! A surgeon!
Othello 'Tis he. O brave Iago, honest and just,
That hast such noble sense of thy friend's wrong!
Thou teachest me. Minion, your dear lies dead,
And your unblest fate hies. Strumpet, I come!
Forth of my heart those charms, thine eyes, are blotted;
Thy bed, lust-stained, shall with lust's blood be spotted.
[Exit.
Enter LODOVICO and GRATIANO.
Cassio What ho! No watch? No passage? Murder, murder!
Gratiano 'Tis some mischance; the voice is very direful.
Cassio O, help!
Lodovico Hark!
Roderigo O wretched villain!
Lodovico Two or three groan. 'Tis heavy night;
These may be counterfeits: let's think't unsafe
To come into the cry without more help.
Roderigo Nobody come? Then shall I bleed to death.
Enter IAGO with a light.
Lodovico Hark!
Gratiano Here's one comes in his shirt, with light and weapons.
Iago Who's there? Whose noise is this that cries on murder?
Lodovico We do not know.
Iago Do not you hear a cry?
Cassio Here, here. For heaven's sake, help me!
Iago What's the matter?
Gratiano This is Othello's ensign, as I take it.
Lodovico The same indeed; a very valiant fellow.
Iago What are you here that cry so grievously?
Cassio Iago? O, I am spoiled, undone by villains.
Give me some help.
Iago O me, lieutenant! What villains have done this?
Cassio I think the one of them is hereabout,
And cannot make away.
Iago O treacherous villains!
[To LODOVICO and GRATIANO.]
What are you there? Come in and give some help.
Roderigo O help me, there!
Cassio That's one of them.
Iago O murd'rous slave! O villain!
[Stabs RODERIGO.
Roderigo O damned Iago! O inhuman dog!
Iago Kill men i'th' dark? Where be these bloody thieves?
How silent is this town! Ho, murder, murder!
What may you be? Are you of good or evil?
Lodovico As you shall prove us, praise us.
Iago Signor Lodovico?
Lodovico He, sir.
Iago I cry you mercy. Here's Cassio hurt by villains.
Gratiano Cassio?
Iago How is't, brother?
Cassio My leg is cut in two.
Iago Marry, heaven forbid!
Light, gentlemen; I'll bind it with my shirt.
Enter BIANCA.
Bianca What is the matter, ho? Who is't that cried?
Iago Who is't that cried?
Bianca O my dear Cassio, my sweet Cassio!
O Cassio, Cassio, Cassio!
Iago O notable strumpet! Cassio, may you suspect
Who they should be that have thus mangled you?
Cassio No.
Gratiano I am sorry to find you thus; I have been to seek you.
Iago Lend me a garter. So. O for a chair
To bear him easily hence!
Bianca Alas, he faints! O Cassio, Cassio, Cassio!
Iago Gentlemen all, I do suspect this trash
To be a party in this injury.
Patience awhile, good Cassio. Come, come,
Lend me a light. Know we this face or no?
Alas, my friend and my dear countryman
Roderigo? No? - yes, sure. O heaven, Roderigo!
Gratiano What, of Venice?
Iago Even he, sir. Did you know him?
Gratiano Know him? Ay.
Iago Signor Gratiano, I cry your gentle pardon;
These bloody accidents must excuse my manners
That so neglected you.
Gratiano I am glad to see you.
Iago How do you, Cassio? O, a chair, a chair!
Gratiano Roderigo!
Iago He, he, 'tis he.
Enter ATTENDANTS with a chair.
O, that's well said, the chair!
Some good men bear him carefully from hence.
I'll fetch the general's surgeon.
[To BIANCA.] For you, mistress,
Save you your labour. - He that lies slain here, Cassio,
Was my dear friend. What malice was between you?
Cassio None in the world, nor do I know the man.
Iago [To BIANCA.]
What, look you pale? - O, bear him out o'th'air.
[CASSIO and the body of RODERIGO are borne off.
Stay you, good gentlemen. - Look you pale, mistress?
Do you perceive the gastness of her eye?
[To BIANCA.] Nay, if you stare we shall hear more anon.
Behold her well; I pray you look upon her.
Do you see, gentlemen? Nay, guiltiness will speak
Though tongues were out of use.
Enter EMILIA.
Emilia Alas, what is the matter? What is the matter, husband?
Iago Cassio hath here been set on in the dark
By Roderigo and fellows that are 'scaped.
He's almost slain, and Roderigo quite dead.
Emilia Alas, good gentleman! Alas, good Cassio!
Iago This is the fruits of whoring. Prithee, Emilia,
Go know of Cassio where he supped tonight.
[To BIANCA.] What, do you shake at that?
Bianca He supped at my house, but I therefore shake not.
Iago O, did he so? I charge you go with me.
Emilia O fie upon thee, strumpet!
Bianca I am no strumpet, but of life as honest
As you that thus abuse me.
Emilia As I? Fie upon thee!
Iago Kind gentlemen, let's go see poor Cassio dressed.
Come, mistress, you must tell's another tale.
Emilia, run you to the citadel,
And tell my lord and lady what hath happed.
Will you go on afore? [Aside.] This is the night
That either makes me or fordoes me quite.
[Exeunt.