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Othello
him,
    Hath puddle d his clear spirit, and in such cases
    Menâs natures wrangle with inferior things, [145]
    Though great ones are the object.
    âTis even so; for let our finger ache ,
    And it indues our other healthful members
    Even to that sense of pain; nay, we must think
    Men are not gods; [150]
    Nor of them look for such observance s
    As fits the bridal : beshrew me much, Emilia,
    I was ( unhandsome warrior as I am)
    Arraign ing his unkindness with my soul;
    But now I find I had suborn âd the witness, [155]
    And heâs indicted falsely.
EMILIA. Pray heaven it be state-matters, as you think,
    And no conception , nor no jealous toy
    Concerning you.
DESDEMONA. Alas the day, I never gave him cause! [160]
EMILIA. But jealous souls will not be answerâd so;
    They are not ever jealous for the cause,
    But jealous for they are jealous: âtis a monster,
    Begot upon itself, born on itself.
DESDEMONA. Heaven keep that monster from Othelloâs mind! [165]
EMILI A. Lady, amen.
DESDEMONA. I will go seek him, Cassio, walk hereabout,
    If I do find him fit, Iâll move your suit,
    And seek to effect it to my uttermost.
CASSIO. I humbly thank your ladyship. [170]
(Exeunt Desdemona and Emilia.)
(Enter Bianca.)
BIANCA. Save you, friend Cassio!
CASSIO. What make you from home?
    How is it with you, my most fair Bianca?
    Iâ faith, sweet love, I was coming to your house.
BIANCA . And I was going to your lodging, Cassio;
    What, keep a week away? seven days and nights? [175]
    Eight score eight hours, and loversâ absent hours,
    More tedious than the dial , eight score times?
    O weary reckoning !
CASSIO. Pardon me, Bianca,
    I have this while with leaden thoughts been pressâd,
    But I shall in a more convenient time [180]
    Strike off this score of absence: sweet Bianca,
(Giving her Desdemonaâs handkerchief.)
    Take me this work out.
BIANCA. O Cassio, whence came this?
    This is some token from a newer friend;
    To the felt absence, now I feel a cause,
    Is ât come to this?
CASSIO. Go to, woman, [185]
    Throw your vile guesses in the devilâs teeth,
    From whence you have them; you are jealous now
    That this is from some mistress, some remembrance.
    No, by my faith, Bianca.
BIANCA. Why, whose is it?
CASSIO. I know not, sweet, I found it in my chamber; [190]
    I like the work well; ere it be demanded,
    As like enough it will, Iâld have it copied;
    Take it, and do ât, and leave me for this time.
BIANCA . Leave you, wherefore?
CASSIO. I do attend here on the general, [195]
    And think it no addition , nor my wish,
    To have him see me womanâd.
BIANCA. Why, I pray you?
CASSIO. Not that I love you not.
BIANCA. But that you do not love me:
    I pray you bring me on the way a little,
    And say, if I shall see you soon at night. [200]
CASSIO. âTis but a little way that I can bring you,
    For I attend here, but Iâll see you soon.
BIANCA. âTis very good, I must be circumstancâd .
(Exeunt.)
Act IV
Scene 1
The same.
Enter Iago and Othello.
IAGO. Will you think so?
OTHELLO. Think so, Iago?
IAGO. What,
    To kiss in private?
OTHELLO. An unauthorizâd kiss.
IAGO. Or to be naked with her friend abed ,
    An hour, or more, not meaning any harm?
OTHELLO. Naked abed, Iago, and not mean harm? [5]
    It is hypocrisy against the devil:
    They that mean virtuously, and yet do so,
    The devil their virtue tempt s , and they tempt heaven.
IAGO. So they do nothing, âtis a venial slip ;
    But if I give my wife a handkerchief â [10]
OTHELLO. What then?
IAGO. Why then âtis hers, my lord, and being hers,
    She may, I think,
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