Tomorrow dinner 65 , then?
OTHELLO I shall not dine at home:
I meet the captains at the citadel.
DESDEMONA Why then, tomorrow night, on Tuesday morn,
On Tuesday noon, or night; on Wednesday morn:
I prithee name the time, but let it not
Exceed three days. In faith, he’s penitent:
And yet his trespass 72 , in our common reason —
Save that they say the wars must make example
Out of her best 74 — is not almost a fault
T’incur a private check 75 . When shall he come?
Tell me, Othello: I wonder in my soul
What you would ask me that I should deny,
Or stand so mamm’ring 78 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 br in 82 g 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 85 :
’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 88 profit
To your own person: nay, when I have a suit
Wherein I mean to touch 90 your love indeed,
It shall be full of poise 91 and difficult weight,
And fearful to be granted.
OTHELLO I will deny thee nothing:
Whereon 94 , 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 97 .
DESDEMONA Emilia, come.— Be as your fancies 98 teach you:
Whate’er you be, I am obedient.
Exeunt [Desdemona and Emilia]
OTHELLO Excellent wretch! Perdition 100 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 wooed 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 114 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?’ Alas, thou echo’st me,
As if there were some monster in thy thought
Too hideous to be shown. Thou dost mean something.
I heard thee say even now, thou lik’st not that,
When Cassio left my wife: what didst not like?
And when I told thee he was of my counsel 126
Of my whole course of wooing, thou cried’st ‘Indeed?’
And didst contract and purse 128 thy brow together
As if thou then hadst shut up in thy brain
Some horrible conceit 130 : if thou dost love me,
Show me thy thought.
IAGO My lord, you know I love you.
OTHELLO I think thou dost,
And for 134 I know thou’rt full of love and honesty,
And weigh’st thy words before thou giv’st them breath,
Therefore these stops 136 of thine fright me the more,
For such things in a false 137 disloyal knave
Are tricks of custom 138 , but in a man that’s just
They’re close dilations 139 , working from the heart
That passion cannot rule 140 .
IAGO For Michael Cassio,
I dare be sworn I think that he is honest.
OTHELLO I think so