They do not point on me. Oth. Peace, and be still! Des. I will so: what's the matter? ACT Oth. That handkerchief, which I so loved, and gave thee, Thou gavest to Cassio. Des. No, by my life and soul; Sweet soul, take heed, Send for the man, and ask him. Oth. Take heed of perjury: thou 'rt on thy death-bed. Des. Ay, but not yet to die. Oth. Yes, presently: Therefore confess thee freely of thy sin; For to deny each article with oath, Cannot remove nor choke the strong conception, Des. Then, Lord have mercy on me! Oth. I say, Amen. Des. And have you mercy too!—I never did Oth. By heaven, I saw my handkerchief in his hand. O perjured woman! thou dost stone my heart; I saw the handkerchief. Des. He found it then; I never gave it him.—Send for him hither, Honest Iago hath ta'en order for 't. Des. My fear interprets then.-What, is he dead? Oth. Had all his hairs been lives, my great revenge Had stomach for them all. Des. Alas! he is betray'd, and I undone. Oth. Out, strumpet! Weep'st thou for him to my face? Des. O, banish me, my lord, but kill me not. Des. Kill me to-morrow; let me live to-night. Emi. [within.] My lord, my lord! what ho! my lord, my lord! Oth. What noise is this?-Not dead, not yet quite dead? I. that am cruel, am yet merciful; I would not have thee linger in thy pain. |