This did I fear, but thought he had no weapon;
For he was great of heart.

There is besides in Roderigo's letter,
How he upbraids Iago, that he made him
Brave me upon the watch; whereon it came
That I was cast: and even but now he spake,
After long seeming dead, Iago hurt him,
Iago set him on.

I found it in my chamber:
And he himself confess'd but even now
That there he dropp'd it for a special purpose
Which wrought to his desire.

Most heathenish and most gross!

Dear general, I never gave you cause.

None in the world; nor do I know the man.

No.

My leg is cut in two.

That's one of them.

I think that one of them is hereabout,
And cannot make away.

Iago? O, I am spoil'd, undone by villains!
Give me some help.

Here, here! for heaven's sake, help me!

O, help!

What, ho! no watch? no passage? murder! murder!

O, help, ho! light! a surgeon!

I am maim'd for ever. Help, ho! murder! murder!

That thrust had been mine enemy indeed,
But that my coat is better than thou know'st
I will make proof of thine.

Prithee, come; will you?

'Faith, I intend so.

'Faith, I must; she'll rail in the street else.

How now, my sweet Bianca! how now! how now!

'Tis such another fitchew! marry a perfumed one.
Enter BIANCA
What do you mean by this haunting of me?

Well, I must leave her company.

So hangs, and lolls, and weeps upon me; so hales,
and pulls me: ha, ha, ha!

She was here even now; she haunts me in every place.
I was the other day talking on the sea-bank with
certain Venetians; and thither comes the bauble,
and, by this hand, she falls me thus about my neck--

This is the monkey's own giving out: she is
persuaded I will marry her, out of her own love and
flattery, not out of my promise.

Prithee, say true.

I marry her! what? a customer! Prithee, bear some
charity to my wit: do not think it so unwholesome.
Ha, ha, ha!

Ha, ha, ha!

Alas, poor rogue! I think, i' faith, she loves me.

Alas, poor caitiff!

The worser that you give me the addition
Whose want even kills me.

Rub him about the temples.

What's the matter?

'Tis but a little way that I can bring you;
For I attend here: but I'll see you soon.

Not that I love you not.

I do attend here on the general;
And think it no addition, nor my wish,
To have him see me woman'd.

I know not, sweet: I found it in my chamber.
I like the work well: ere it be demanded--
As like enough it will--I'ld have it copied:
Take it, and do't; and leave me for this time.

Go to, woman!
Throw your vile guesses in the devil's teeth,
From whence you have them. You are jealous now
That this is from some mistress, some remembrance:
No, in good troth, Bianca.

Pardon me, Bianca:
I have this while with leaden thoughts been press'd:
But I shall, in a more continuate time,
Strike off this score of absence. Sweet Bianca,
Giving her DESDEMONA's handkerchief
Take me this work out.

What make you from home?
How is it with you, my most fair Bianca?
I' faith, sweet love, I was coming to your house.

I humbly thank your ladyship.

Madam, my former suit: I do beseech you
That by your virtuous means I may again
Exist, and be a member of his love
Whom I with all the office of my heart
Entirely honour: I would not be delay'd.
If my offence be of such mortal kind
That ...

Madam, not now: I am very ill at ease,
Unfit for mine own purposes.

Madam, I'll take my leave.

Ay, but, lady,
That policy may either last so long,
Or feed upon such nice and waterish diet,
Or breed itself so out of circumstance,
That, I being absent and my place supplied,
My general will forget my love and service.

Bounteous madam,
Whatever shall become of Michael Cassio,
He's never any thing but your true servant.

I am much bound to you.

Yet, I beseech you,
If you think fit, or that it may be done,
Give me advantage of some brief discourse
With Desdemona alone.

I humbly thank you for't.
Exit IAGO
I never knew
A Florentine more kind and honest.