Act V scene ii | The Action Sequence |
EMILIA | |
Thou hast not half that power to do me harm
As I have to be hurt. O gull! O dolt! As ignorant as dirt! thou hast done a deed-- I care not for thy sword; I'll make thee known, Though I lost twenty lives.--Help! help, ho! help! The Moor hath kill'd my mistress! Murder! murder! | |
[Enter MONTANO, GRATIANO, IAGO, and others] | |
EMILIA | |
O, are you come, Iago? you have done well,
That men must lay their murders on your neck. | |
GRATIANO | |
What is the matter? | |
EMILIA | |
Disprove this villain, if thou be'st a man:
He says thou told'st him that his wife was false: I know thou didst not, thou'rt not such a villain: | |
IAGO | |
I told him what I thought, and told no more | |
EMILIA | |
But did you ever tell him she was false? | |
IAGO | |
I did. | |
EMILIA | |
You told a lie, an odious, damned lie;
Upon my soul, a lie, a wicked lie. She false with Cassio!--did you say with Cassio? | |
IAGO | |
With Cassio, mistress. Go to, charm your tongue. | |
EMILIA | |
I will not charm my tongue; I am bound to speak:
My mistress here lies murder'd in her bed,-- And your reports have set the murder on. | |
OTHELLO | |
Nay, stare not, masters: it is true, indeed. | |
EMILIA | |
I think upon't, I think: I smell't: O villany!--
I thought so then:--I'll kill myself for grief:-- O villany, villany! | |
IAGO | |
What, are you mad? I charge you, get you home. | |
EMILIA | |
Perchance, Iago, I will ne'er go home. | |
OTHELLO | O! O! O! |
[He falls on the bed] | |
EMILIA | |
Nay, lay thee down and roar;
For thou hast kill'd the sweetest innocent That e'er did lift up eye. | |
OTHELLO | |
[Rising] O, she was foul!
I scarce did know you, uncle: there lies your niece, Whose breath, indeed, these hands have newly stopp'd: I know this act shows horrible and grim. | |
OTHELLO | |
'Tis pitiful; but yet Iago knows
That she with Cassio hath the act of shame A thousand times committed; Cassio confess'd it: I saw it in his hand: It was a handkerchief, an antique token My father gave my mother. | |
EMILIA | O heaven! O heavenly powers! |
IAGO | Come, hold your peace. |
EMILIA | |
'Twill out, 'twill out: I peace!
Let heaven and men and devils, let them all, All, all, cry shame against me, yet I'll speak. | |
IAGO | Be wise, and get you home. |
EMILIA | I will not. |
[IAGO offers to stab EMILIA] | |
GRATIANO | Fie!
Your sword upon a woman? |
EMILIA | |
O thou dull Moor! that handkerchief thou speak'st of
I found by fortune and did give my husband; He begg'd of me to steal it. | |
IAGO | Villanous whore! |
EMILIA | |
She give it Cassio! no, alas! I found it,
And I did give't my husband. | |
IAGO | Filth, thou liest! |
EMILIA | |
By heaven, I do not. I do not, gentlemen | |
OTHELLO | |
--Precious villain! | |
[He runs at IAGO; IAGO from behind, stabs EMILIA, and exit] | |
GRATIANO | The woman falls; sure, he hath kill'd his wife. |
EMILIA | Ay, ay: O, lay me by my mistress' side. |
GRATIANO | He's gone, but his wife's kill'd. |
[Exeunt MONTANO and GRATIANO] | |
OTHELLO | |
I am not valiant neither,
But ever puny whipster gets my sword: But why should honour outlive honesty? Let it go all. | |
EMILIA | |
Moor, she was chaste; she loved thee, cruel Moor;
So come my soul to bliss, as I speak true; So speaking as I think, I die, I die. | |
[Dies] | |
OTHELLO | |
Be not afraid, though you do see me weapon'd; Here is my journey's end, here is my butt, And very sea-mark of my utmost sail. Where should Othello go? This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl! Even like thy chastity. O cursed slave! Whip me, ye devils, From the possession of this heavenly sight! O Desdemona! Desdemona! dead! Oh! Oh! Oh! | |