othello,the moor of venice(奥塞罗)-第21节
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what he found himself was apt and true。 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 murther'd in her bed ALL。 O heavens forfend！
EMILIA。 And your reports have set the murther on。 OTHELLO。 Nay；
stare not； masters； it is true indeed。 GRATIANO。 'Tis a strange truth。
MONTANO。 O monstrous act！ EMILIA。 Villainy； villainy； villainy！ I
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think upon't； I think； I smell't； O villainy！ I thought so then。 I'll kill myself
for grief。 O villainy； villainy！ IAGO。 What； are you mad？ I charge you； get
you home。 EMILIA。 Good gentlemen； let me have leave to speak； 'Tis
proper I obey him； but not now。 Perchance； Iago； I will ne'er go home。
OTHELLO。 O！ O！ O！ 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。 ＇Rises。＇ 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。 GRATIANO。 Poor Desdemon！ I
am glad thy father's dead。 Thy match was mortal to him； and pure grief
Shore his old thread in twain； did he live now； This sight would make him
do a desperate turn； Yea； curse his better angel from his side； And fall to
reprobation。 OTHELLO。 'Tis pitiful； but yet Iago knows That she with
Cassio hath the act of shame A thousand times committed。 Cassio
confess'd it； And she did gratify his amorous works With that recognizance
and pledge of love Which I first gave her。 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。 'Zounds！ Hold your peace。 EMILIA。
'Twill out； 'twill。 I peace？ No； I will speak as liberal as the north； 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； For often with a solemn earnestness；
More than indeed belong'd to such a trifle； He begg'd of me to steal it。
IAGO。 Villainous 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。 O murtherous coxcomb！ What should such a
fool Do with so good a wife？ OTHELLO。 Are there not stones in heaven
But what serve for thunder？ Precious villain！ He runs at Iago； but
Montano disarms him。 Iago stabs Emilia。 GRATIANO。 The woman falls；
sure； he hath kill'd his wife。 EMILIA。 Ay； ay！ O； lay me by my mistress'
side。 Exit Iago。 GRATIANO。 He's gone； but his wife's kill'd。 MONTANO。
'Tis a notorious villain。 Take you this weapon； Which I have here recover'd
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from the Moor。 Come； guard the door without； let him not pass； But kill
him rather。 I'll after that same villain； For 'tis a damned slave。 Exeunt all
but Othello and Emilia。 OTHELLO。 I am not valiant neither； But every
puny whipster gets my sword。 But why should honor outlive honesty？ Let
it go all。 EMILIA。 What did thy song bode； lady？ Hark； canst thou hear
me？ I will play the swan； And die in music。 ＇Sings。＇ 〃Willow； willow；
willow。〃 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。 I have another weapon in this chamber； It is a sword of Spain；
the ice…brook's temper O； here it is。 Uncle； I must come forth。
GRATIANO。 ＇Within。＇ If thou attempt it； it will cost thee dear。 Thou hast
no weapon； and perforce must suffer。 OTHELLO。 Look in upon me then；
and speak with me； Or； naked as I am； I will assault thee。
Re…enter Gratiano。
GRATIANO。 What is the matter？ OTHELLO。 Behold； I have a
weapon； A better never did itself sustain Upon a soldier's thigh。 I have
seen the day That with this little arm and this good sword I have made my
way through more impediments Than twenty times your stop。 But； O vain
boast！ Who can control his fate？ 'Tis not so now。 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。 Do you go back dismay'd？ 'Tis a lost fear。
Man but a rush against Othello's breast； And he retires。 Where should
Othello go？ Now； how dost thou look now？ O ill…starr'd wench！ Pale as
thy smock！ When we shall meet at compt； 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； cursed slave！ Whip me； ye devils； From the
possession of this heavenly sight！ Blow me about in winds！ Roast me in
sulphur！ Wash me in steep…down gulfs of liquid fire！ O Desdemon！ dead；
Desdemon！ dead！ O！ O！ O！ Enter Lodovico； Montano； Cassio carried in a
chair； and Officers with Iago； prisoner。
LODOVICO。 Where is this rash and most unfortunate man？
OTHELLO。 That's he that was Othello。 Here I am。 LODOVICO。 Where is
that viper？ Bring the villain forth。 OTHELLO。 I look down towards his
feet； but that's a fable。 If that thou be'st a devil； I cannot kill thee。 Wounds
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Iago。 LODOVICO。 Wrench his sword from him。 IAGO。 I bleed； sir； but
not kill'd。 OTHELLO。 I am not sorry neither。 I'ld have thee live； For； in
my sense； 'tis happiness to die。 LODOVICO。 O thou Othello； that wert
once so good； Fall'n in the practice of a damned slave； What shall be said
to thee？ OTHELLO。 Why； anything； An honorable murtherer； if you will；
For nought did I in hate； but all in honor。 LODOVICO。 This wretch hath
part confess'd his villainy。 Did you and he consent in Cassio's death？
OTHELLO。 Ay。 CASSIO。 Dear general； I never gave you cause。
OTHELLO。 I do believe it； and I ask your pardon。 Will you； I pray；
demand that demi…devil Why he hath thus ensnared my soul and body？
IAGO。 Demand me nothing； what you know； you know。 From this time
forth I never will speak word。 LODOVICO。 What； not to pray？
GRATIANO。 Torments will ope your lips。 OTHELLO。 Well； thou dost
best。 LODOVICO。 Sir； you shall understand what hath befall'n； Which； as
I think； you know not。 Here is a letter Found in the pocket of the slain
Roderigo； And here another。 The one of them imports The death of Cassio
to be undertook By Roderigo。 OTHELLO。 O villain！ CASSIO。 Most
heathenish and most gross！ LODOVICO。 Now here's another discontented
paper； Found in his pocket too； and this； it seems； Roderigo meant to have
sent this damned villain； But that； belike； Iago in the interim Came in and
satisfied him。 OTHELLO。 O the pernicious caitiff！ How came you； Cassio；
by that handkerchief That was my wife's？ CASSIO。 I found it in my
chamber； And he himself confess'd but even now That there he dropp'd it
for a special purpose Which wrought to his desire。 OTHELLO。 O fool！
fool！ fool！ CASSIO。 There is besides in Roderigo'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 spake After long seeming dead；
Iago hurt him； Iago set him on。 LODOVICO。 You must forsake this room；
and go with us。 Your power and your command is taken off； And Cassio
rules in C
