Othello Page #9
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- 1995
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Bring the villain forth.
I look down towards his feet...
...but that's a fable.
If that thou be a devil...
...I cannot kill thee.
I bleed, sir...
...but not killed.
I am not sorry neither.
I'd have thee live.
For in my sense...
...'tis happiness to die.
This wretch...
...hath part confessed his villainy.
Did you and he consent...
...in Cassio's death?
Ay.
Dear general, I never gave you cause.
I do believe it and ask your pardon.
Will you, I pray...
...demand this demi-devil...
...why he hath thus ensnared
my soul and body?
Demand me nothing.
What you know, you know.
From this time forth...
...I never will speak word.
Well...
...thou dost best.
Forsake this room and go with us.
Your power and command is taken off...
...and Cassio rules in Cyprus.
Come, bring him away.
A word before you go.
I have done the state
some service, and they know it.
No more of that.
I pray you...
...in your letters, when you
these unlucky deeds relate...
...speak of me as I am.
Nothing extenuate...
...nor set down aught in malice.
Then must you speak of one...
...that loved not wisely,
but too well.
Of one not easily jealous,
but being wrought...
...perplexed in the extreme.
Of one whose hand,
like the base Indian...
...threw a pearl away
richer than all his tribe.
Of one whose subdued eyes...
...albeit unused to the melting mood...
...drop tears as fast as
the Arabian trees...
...their medicinal gum.
Set you down this.
And say, besides...
...that in Aleppo once...
...where a malignant
and a turbanned Turk...
...beat a Venetian...
...and traduced the state...
...I took by the throat...
...the circumcised dog...
...and smote him...
...thus.
I kissed thee...
...ere I killed thee.
No way but this...
...killing myself...
...to die upon a kiss.
This I did fear, but thought
he had no weapon.
For he was great of heart.
O Spartan dog!
Look on the tragic
loading of this bed.
This is thy work.
To you, lord governor...
...remains the censure
of this hellish villain.
The time...
...the place...
...the torture.
O, enforce it!
Myself will straight aboard...
...and to the state...
...this heavy act...
...with heavy heart relate.
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