Which wrought to his deGre.
Oth. O Fool, Fool, Fool !
Caf. There is besides, in Rodorigo's Letter,
How he upbraids Jago, that he made him
Brave me upon the Watch ; whereon it came
That I was cast ; and even but now he fpake
After long seeming dead, Jago hurt him,
Jago set him on.
Lod. You must forsake this room, and go with us;
Your Power and your Command is t. ken off,
And Casio rules in Cyprus. For this Slave,
If there be any cunning Cruelty,
That can torment him much, and hold him long,
It shall be his. You shall clofe Prisoner reft,
Till that the Nature of your fault be known
To the Venetian State. Come, bring away.
Oth. Soft you ; a word or two before you go.
I have done the State fome Service, and they know't;
No more of that. I pray you in your Letters,
When you shall these unlucky Deeds relate,
Speak of me, as I am. Nothing extenuate,
Nor set down ought in Malice.
Then must you speak,
Of one that lov'd not wisely, but too well;
Of one, not easily Jealous, but being wrought,
Perplex'd in the extream; of one, whose Hand,
Like the base Indian, threw a Pearl away
Richer than all his Tribe; of one, whose subdu'd Eyes,
Albeit unused to the melting mood,
Drop Tears as fast as the Arabian Trees
Their Medicinal Gum. Set you down this.
And say besides, that in Aleppo once,
Where a malignant, and a Turband-Turk
Beat a Venetian, and traduc'd the State,
I took by th' Throat the Circumcised Dog,
And smote him, thus.
Lod. Oh bloody Period !
Gra. All that is spoke is marr’d.
Oth. I kist thee, e'er 1 kill'd thee: No way but this, Killing my self, to die upon a Kifs. **