1    Here, stand behind this bulk; straight will he come:
2    Wear thy good rapier bare, and put it home:
3    Quick, quick; fear nothing; I'll be at thy elbow:
4    It makes us, or it mars us; think on that,
5    And fix most firm thy resolution.

6    Be near at hand; I may miscarry in't.

7    Here, at thy hand: be bold, and take thy stand.

8    I have no great devotion to the deed;
9    And yet he hath given me satisfying reasons:
10   'Tis but a man gone. Forth, my sword: he dies.

11   I have rubb'd this young quat almost to the sense,
12   And he grows angry. Now, whether he kill Cassio,
13   Or Cassio him, or each do kill the other,
14   Every way makes my gain: live Roderigo,
15   He calls me to a restitution large
16   Of gold and jewels that I bobb'd from him,
17   As gifts to Desdemona;
18   It must not be: if Cassio do remain,
19   He hath a daily beauty in his life
20   That makes me ugly; and, besides, the Moor
21   May unfold me to him; there stand I in much peril:
22   No, he must die. But so: I hear him coming.

23   I know his gait, 'tis he.--Villain, thou diest!

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

27   O, I am slain!

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

29   The voice of Cassio: Iago keeps his word.

30   O, villain that I am!

31   It is even so.

32   O, help, ho! light! a surgeon!

33   'Tis he:--O brave Iago, honest and just,
34   That hast such noble sense of thy friend's wrong!
35   Thou teachest me. Minion, your dear lies dead,
36   And your unblest fate hies: strumpet, I come.
37   Forth of my heart those charms, thine eyes, are blotted;
38   Thy bed, lust-stain'd, shall with lust's blood be spotted.

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

40   'Tis some mischance; the cry is very direful.

41   O, help!

42   Hark!

43   O wretched villain!

44   Two or three groan: it is a heavy night:
45   These may be counterfeits: let's think't unsafe
46   To come in to the cry without more help.

47   Nobody come? then shall I bleed to death.

48   Hark!

49   Here's one comes in his shirt, with light and weapons.

50   Who's there? whose noise is this that ones on murder?

51   We do not know.

52   Did not you hear a cry?

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

54   What's the matter?

55   This is Othello's ancient, as I take it.

56   The same indeed; a very valiant fellow.

57   What are you here that cry so grievously?

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

60   O me, lieutenant! what villains have done this?

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

63   O treacherous villains!
64   What are you there? come in, and give some help.

65   O, help me here!

66   That's one of them.

67   O murderous slave! O villain!

68   O damn'd Iago! O inhuman dog!

69   Kill men i' the dark!--Where be these bloody thieves?--
70   How silent is this town!--Ho! murder! murder!--
71   What may you be? are you of good or evil?

72   As you shall prove us, praise us.

73   Signior Lodovico?

74   He, sir.

75   I cry you mercy. Here's Cassio hurt by villains.

76   Cassio!

77   How is't, brother!

78   My leg is cut in two.

79   Marry, heaven forbid!
80   Light, gentlemen; I'll bind it with my shirt.

81   What is the matter, ho? who is't that cried?

82   Who is't that cried!

83   O my dear Cassio! my sweet Cassio! O Cassio,
84   Cassio, Cassio!

85   O notable strumpet! Cassio, may you suspect
86   Who they should be that have thus many led you?

87   No.

88   I am to find you thus: I have been to seek you.

89   Lend me a garter. So. O, for a chair,
90   To bear him easily hence!

91   Alas, he faints! O Cassio, Cassio, Cassio!

92   Gentlemen all, I do suspect this trash
93   To be a party in this injury.
94   Patience awhile, good Cassio. Come, come;
95   Lend me a light. Know we this face or no?
96   Alas my friend and my dear countryman
97   Roderigo! no:--yes, sure: O heaven! Roderigo.

98   What, of Venice?

99   Even he, sir; did you know him?

100  Know him! ay.

101  Signior Gratiano? I cry you gentle pardon;
102  These bloody accidents must excuse my manners,
103  That so neglected you.

104  I am glad to see you.

105  How do you, Cassio? O, a chair, a chair!

106  Roderigo!

107  He, he 'tis he.
A chair brought in
108  O, that's well said; the chair!

109  Some good man bear him carefully from hence;
110  I'll fetch the general's surgeon.
To BIANCA
111  For you, mistress,
112  Save you your labour. He that lies slain
113  here, Cassio,
114  Was my dear friend: what malice was between you?

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

To BIANCA
116   What, look you pale? O, bear him out
117  o' the air.
CASSIO and RODERIGO are borne off
118  Stay you, good gentlemen. Look you pale, mistress?
119  Do you perceive the gastness of her eye?
120  Nay, if you stare, we shall hear more anon.
121  Behold her well; I pray you, look upon her:
122  Do you see, gentlemen? nay, guiltiness will speak,
123  Though tongues were out of use.

124  'Las, what's the matter? what's the matter, husband?

125  Cassio hath here been set on in the dark
126  By Roderigo and fellows that are scaped:
127  He's almost slain, and Roderigo dead.

128  Alas, good gentleman! alas, good Cassio!

129  This is the fruit of whoring. Prithee, Emilia,
130  Go know of Cassio where he supp'd to-night.
To BIANCA
131  What, do you shake at that?

132  He supp'd at my house; but I therefore shake not.

133  O, did he so? I charge you, go with me.

134  Fie, fie upon thee, strumpet!

135  I am no strumpet; but of life as honest
136  As you that thus abuse me.

137  As I! foh! fie upon thee!

138  Kind gentlemen, let's go see poor Cassio dress'd.
139  Come, mistress, you must tell's another tale.
140  Emilia run you to the citadel,
141  And tell my lord and lady what hath happ'd.
142  Will you go on? I pray.
Aside
143  This is the night
144  That either makes me or fordoes me quite.