That so neglected you. Gra. I am glad to see you. Iago. How do you, Cassio ?-O, a chair, a chair! Iago. He, he, 'tis he :-O, that's well said : the chair. [a chair brought in. Some good man bear him carefully from hence; I'll fetch the general's surgeon.-For you, mistress, [to Bianca. Save you your labor.-He that lies slain here, Cassio, Was my dear friend: what malice was between you? Cas. None in the world; nor do I know the man. Iago. [to Bian.] What, look you pale ?-O, bear him out o' the air. [Cassio and Roderigo are borne off. Stay you, good gentlewoman.-Look you pale, mistress? Do you perceive the gastness of her eye?- Enter EMILIA. Emi. 'Las, what's the matter? what's 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 dead. Emi. Alas, good gentleman! alas, good Cassio! Go know of Cassio where he supp'd to-night. As Bian. He supp'd at my house; but I therefore shake not. Iago. O, did he so? I charge you, go with me. Emi. Fie, fie upon thee, strumpet ! Bian. I am no strumpet; but of life as honest you that thus abuse me. Emi. As I foh! fie upon thee! Iago. Kind gentlemen, let's go see poor Cassio dress'd. Come, mistress, you must tell us another tale. And tell my lord and lady what has happ’d. Will you go on, I pray?—This is the night, [aside. That either makes me, or fordoes 1 me quite. [Exeunt. SCENE II. A bedchamber: DESDEMONA in bed asleep: a light burning. Enter OTHELLO. Oth. It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul; i Undoes, ruins. Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars! [takes off his sword. Yet she must die, else she 'll betray more men. Should I repent me: but once put out thine, That can thy light relume: when I have pluck'd thy rose, I cannot give it vital growth again; It needs must wither:-I'll smell it on the tree. [kissing her O balmy breath, that dost almost persuade Oth. Ay, Desdemona. Des. Will you come to bed, my lord? Oth. Have you pray'd to-night, Desdemons r 1.6. the light of nite. |