Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1604 [c.1603-1604] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T26 Devils, hell and fiends · 472 words
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O Villain! Most Heathenish, and most gross. Now, here's another discontented paper Found in his pocket too: and this it seems Rodorigo meant t' have sent this damned villain: But that (belike) Iago in the interim Came in, and satisfied him. Oh thou pernicious Caitiff; How came you (Cassio) by that Handkerchief That was my wives? I found it in my Chamber: And he himself confessed it but even now, That there he dropped it for a special purpose, Which wrought to his desire. O Fool, fool, fool! There is besides, in Rodorigo'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 spoke (After long seeming dead) Iago hurt him, Iago set him on. You must forsake this room, and go with us: Your Power, and your Command is taken off, And Cassio rules in Cyprus. For this Slave, If there be any cunning Cruelty, That can torment him much, and hold him long, It shall be his. You shall close Prisoner rest, Till that the Nature of your fault be known To the Venetian State. Come, bring away. Soft you; a word or two before you go: I have done the State some service, and they know't: No more of that. I pray you in your Letters, When you shall 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 judean) threw a Pearl away Richer than all his Tribe: Of one, whose subdued Eyes, Albeit un-used to the melting mood, Drops tears as fast as the Arabian Trees Their Medicinable gum. Set you down this: And say besides, that in Aleppo once, Where a malignant, and a Turbond-Turke Beat a Venetian, and traduced the State, I took by th' throat the circumcised Dog, And smoate him, thus. Oh bloody period. All that is spoke, is marred. I kissed thee, ere I killed thee: No way but this, Killing myself, to dye upon a kiss. This did I fear, but thought he had no weapon: For he was great of heart. Oh Sparton Dog: More fell than Anguish, Hunger, or the Sea: Look on the Tragic Loading of this bed: This is thy work: The Object poison's Sight, Let it be hid. Gratiano, keep the house, And seize upon the Fortunes of the Moor, For they succeed on you. To you, Lord Governor, Remains the Censure of this hellish villain: The Time, the Place, the Torture, oh enforce it: Myself will strait aboard, and to the State, This heavy Act, with heavy heart relate.
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O Villaine! Moſt Heatheniſh, and moſt groſſe. Now, heere's another diſcontented paper Found in his pocket too: and this it ſeemes Rodorigo meant t' haue ſent this damned villaine: But that (belike) Iago in the interim Came in, and ſatisfi'd him. Oh thou pernitious Caitiffe; How came you (Caſſio) by that Handkerchiefe That was my wiues? I found it in my Chamber: And he himſelfe confeſt it but euen now, That there he dropt it for a ſpeciall purpoſe, Which wrought to his deſire. O Foole, foole, foole! There is beſides, in Rodorigo's Letter, How he vpbraides Iago, that he made him Braue me vpon the Watch: whereon it came That I was caſt: and euen but now he ſpake (After long ſeeming dead) Iago hurt him, Iago ſet him on. You muſt forſake this roome, and go with vs: Your Power, and your Command is taken off, And Caſſio rules in Cyprus. For this Slaue, If there be any cunning Crueltie, That can torment him much, and hold him long, It ſhall be his. You ſhall cloſe Priſoner reſt, Till that the Nature of your fault be knowne To the Venetian State. Come, bring away. Soft you; a word or two before you goe: I haue done the State ſome ſeruice, and they know't: No more of that. I pray you in your Letters, When you ſhall theſe vnluckie deeds relate, Speake of me, as I am. Nothing extenuate, Nor ſet downe ought in malice. Then muſt you ſpeake, Of one that lou'd not wiſely, but too well: Of one, not eaſily Iealious, but being wrought, Perplexed in the extreame: Of one, whoſe hand (Like the baſe Iudean) threw a Pearle away Richer then all his Tribe: Of one, whoſe ſubdu'd Eyes, Albeit vn-vſed to the melting moode, Drops teares as faſt as the Arabian Trees Their Medicinable gumme. Set you downe this: And ſay beſides, that in Aleppo once, Where a malignant, and a Turbond-Turke Beate a Venetian, and traduc'd the State, I tooke by th' throat the circumciſed Dogge, And ſmoate him, thus. Oh bloody period. All that is ſpoke, is marr'd. I kiſt thee, ere I kill'd thee: No way but this, Killing my ſelfe, to dye vpon a kiſſe. This did I feare, but thought he had no weapon: For he was great of heart. Oh Sparton Dogge: More fell then Anguiſh, Hunger, or the Sea: Looke on the Tragicke Loading of this bed: This is thy worke: The Obiect poyſons Sight, Let it be hid. Gratiano, keepe the houſe, And ſeize vpon the Fortunes of the Moore, For they ſucceede on you. To you, Lord Gouernor, Remaines the Cenſure of this helliſh villaine: The Time, the Place, the Torture, oh inforce it: My ſelfe will ſtraight aboord, and to the State, This heauie Act, with heauie heart relate.