He's almost slain, and Roderigo dead. Emi. Alas, good gentleman! alas, good Cassio! Go know of Cassio where he supp'd to-night. Bian. He supp'd at my house; but I therefore shake not. Iago. O, did he so? I charge you, go with me. Emi. Fie, fie upon thee, strumpet! Bian. I am no strumpet; but of life as honest As you that thus abuse me. Emi. As I foh! fie upon thee! Iago. Kind gentlemen, let's go see poor Cassio dress'd. Come, mistress, you must tell us another tale. And tell my lord and lady what has happ'd.— [Exeunt. SCENE II. A bedchamber: DESDEMONA in bed asleep: a light burning. Enter OTHELLO. Oth. It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul ; 1 Undoes, ruins. Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars!— [takes off his sword. Should I repent me: but once put out thine, rose, I cannot give it vital growth again; It needs must wither:-I'll smell it on the tree. [kissing her. O balmy breath, that dost almost persuade Oth. Ay, Desdemona. Des. Will you come to bed, my lord ? Oth. Have you pray'd to-night, Desdemona? . 1. 6. the light of life. |