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A Room in the Castle.
Enter OTHELLO and EMILIA.
Oth. You have seen nothing then?
Emil. But then I saw no harm; and then I heard Each syllable, that breath made up between them.
Oth. What, did they never whisper?
Never, my lord.
That's strange. Emil. I durst, my lord, to wager she is honest, Lay down my soul at stake: if you think other, Remove your thought; it doth abuse your bosom. If any wretch hath put this in your head, Let heaven requite it with the serpent's curse! For, if she be not honest, chaste, and true, There's no man happy; the purest of their wives Is foul as slander. Oth. Bid her come hither :-go.
[Exit Emilia. She says enough ;-yet she's 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
I have seen her do't.
Re-enter EMILIA, with DESDEMONA. Des. My lord, what is your will ?
Pray, chuck, come hither. Des. What is your pleasure ? Oth.
Let me see your eyes;
What horrible fancy's this?
[Exit Emilia. Des. Upon my knees, what doth your speech
Oth. Why, what art thou ?
Your wife, my lord; your true
Come, swear it, damn thyself; Lest, being like one of heaven, the devils themselves Should fear to seize thee: therefore be double
damn'd, Swear-thou art honest. Des.
Heaven doth truly know it. Oth. Heaven truly knows, that thou art false as
Des. Alas, the heavy day!—Why do you weep?
Had it pleas'd heaven To try me with affliction ; had he rain'd VOL. X.
All kinds of sores, and shames, on my bare head;
Des. I hope, my noble lord esteems me honest.
Oth. O, ay; as summer flies are in the shambles, That quicken even with blowing. O thou weed, Who art so lovely fair, and smell'st so sweet, That the sense aches at thee.—'Would, thou had'st
ne'er been born! Des. Alas, what ignorant sin have I committed?
Oth. Was this fair paper, this most goodly book, Made to write whore upon? What committed! Committed !- thou publick commoner! I should make very forges of my cheeks, 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;
garner'd up my heart;] That is, treasured up; the garner and the fountain are improperly conjoined.
turn thy complexion there! &c.] At such an object do thou, patience, thyself change colour; at this do thou, even thou, rosy cherub as thou art, look as grim as hell.
The bawdy wind, that kisses all it meets,
By heaven, you do me wrong.
No, as I am a christian:
Oth. What, not a whore?
No, as I shall be saved.
I cry you mercy, then; I took you for that cunning whore of Venice, That married with Othello.—You, mistress,
That have the office opposite to Saint Peter,
[Exit. Emil. Alas, what does this gentleman conceive?How do you, madam? how do you, my good lady?
Des. 'Faith, half asleep.
lord? Des. With who? Emil.
Why, with my lord, madam. Des. Who is thy lord? Emil.
He that is yours, sweet lady. Des. I have none: Do not talk to me, Emilia; I cannot weep; nor answer I have none,
But what should go by water. Pr’ythee, to-night
Here is a change, indeed!
[Exit. Des. 'Tis meet I should be us'd so, very meet. How have I been behav'd, that he might stick The small'st opinion on my great'st abuse?
Re-enter EMILIA, with Iago. lago. What is your pleasure, madam? How is it
with you? Des. 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. lago.
What's the matter, lady?
Des. Am I that name, lago?
What name, fair lady? Des. Such as, she says, my lord did say I was.
Emil. He call’d her, whore; a beggar, in his drink, Could not have laid such terms upon his callet.o
lago. Why did he so? Des. I do not know; I am sure, I am none such. Jago. Do not weep, do not weep; Alas, the day!
Emil. Has 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?
Des. It is my wretched fortune.
upon his callet.] Callet is a lewd woman; so called (says Dr. Grey) from the French calote, which was a sort of headdress worn by country girls.