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DESDEMONA . I will not stay to offend you . [ Going . ] LODOVICO . Truly , an obedient lady . I do beseech your lordship , call her back . OTHELLO . Mistress ! DESDEMONA . My lord ? OTHELLO . What would you with her , sir ? LODOVICO . Who , I , my lord ? OTHELLO . Ay , you did wish that I would make her turn . Sir , she can turn , and turn , and yet go on , And turn again . And she can weep , sir , weep ; And she’s obedient , as you say , obedient , Very obedient . Proceed you in your tears . Concerning this , sir , — O well - painted passion ! I am commanded home . — Get you away ; I’ll send for you anon . — Sir , I obey the mandate , And will return to Venice . — Hence , avaunt ! [ Exit Desdemona . ] Cassio shall have my place . And , sir , tonight , I do entreat that we may sup together . You are welcome , sir , to Cyprus . Goats and monkeys ! [ Exit . ] LODOVICO . Is this the noble Moor , whom our full senate Call all in all sufficient ? Is this the nature Whom passion could not shake ? whose solid virtue The shot of accident nor dart of chance Could neither graze nor pierce ? IAGO . He is much chang’d . LODOVICO . Are his wits safe ? Is he not light of brain ? IAGO . He’s that he is . I may not breathe my censure What he might be . If what he might he is not , I would to heaven he were ! LODOVICO . What , strike his wife ? IAGO . Faith , that was not so well ; yet would I knew That stroke would prove the worst ! LODOVICO . Is it his use ? Or did the letters work upon his blood , And new - create this fault ? IAGO . Alas , alas ! It is not honesty in me to speak What I have seen and known . You shall observe him , And his own courses will denote him so That I may save my speech : do but go after , And mark how he continues . LODOVICO . I am sorry that I am deceiv’d in him . [ Exeunt . ] SCENE II . Cyprus . A Room in the Castle . Enter Othello and Emilia . OTHELLO . You have seen nothing , then ? EMILIA . Nor ever heard , nor ever did suspect . OTHELLO . Yes , you have seen Cassio and she together . EMILIA . But then I saw no harm , and then I heard Each syllable that breath made up between them . OTHELLO . What , did they never whisper ? EMILIA . Never , my lord . OTHELLO . Nor send you out o ’ the way ? EMILIA . Never . OTHELLO . To fetch her fan , her gloves , her mask , nor nothing ? EMILIA . Never , my lord . OTHELLO . That’s strange . EMILIA . I durst , my lord , to wager she is honest , Lay down my soul at stake : if you think other , Remove your thought , it doth abuse your bosom . If any wretch have put this in your head , Let heaven requite it with the serpent’s curse , For if she be not honest , chaste , and true , There’s no man happy . The purest of their wives Is foul as slander . OTHELLO . Bid her come hither . Go . [ Exit Emilia . ]
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