OTHELLO and IAGO
enter, followed by attendants with torches.
IAGO
Though in the trade of war I have slain men,
Yet do I hold it very stuff o' th'
conscience
To do no contrived murder. I lack iniquity
Sometimes to do me service. Nine or ten times
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I had thought t' have yerked him here under the
ribs.
IAGO
I've killed many men in battle, but I still believe
it's deeply wrong to murder someone. Sometimes I worry
I'm not cruel enough for this job. Nine or ten times I
wanted to stab him under the ribs.
OTHELLO
'Tis better as it is.
OTHELLO
It's better that you didn't kill him.
IAGO
Nay, but he prated
And spoke such scurvy and provoking terms
Against your honor
That, with the little godliness I have,
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I did full hard forbear him. But I pray you, sir,
Are you fast married? Be assured of this:
That the Magnifico is much beloved
And hath in his effect a voice potential
As double as the Duke's. He will divorce you,
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Or put upon you what restraint and grievance
The law (with all his might to enforce it on)
Will give him cable.
IAGO
But he kept chattering so foolishly, talking about you in such
insulting and despicable terms, that it was hard for me to restrain
myself. But please tell me, sir, is your marriage secure
? Brabantio
is an important man in this city, almost as powerful as the duke
himself. He'll try to annul your marriage, or else
inflict whatever punishment the law and his power will allow him to.
OTHELLO
Let him do his
spite.
My services which I have done the signiory
Shall out-tongue his complaints. 'Tis yet to
know—
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Which, when I know that boasting is an honor,
I shall promulgate. I fetch my life and being
From men of royal siege, and my demerits
May speak unbonneted to as proud a fortune
As this that I have reached. For know, Iago,
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But that I love the gentle Desdemona,
I would not my unhousèd free condition
Put into circumscription and confine
For the sea's worth. But look, what lights come
yond?
OTHELLO
Let him do his worst. The services I have done for the Venetian
government will count for more than his complaints will. No one
knows this yet—and I don't like to brag, but I
come from a royal family, and I'm as noble as the woman
I've married. And let me tell you, Iago, if I
didn't love Desdemona as much as I do, I'd
never agree to get married and lose my freedom at all. But look at
those lights. Who's coming?
