Iago.
Will you think so?

Oth.
Think so, Iago?

Iago.
What, to kiss in private?

Oth.
An unauthoriz'd kiss?

Iago.
Or to be naked with her friend in bed,
An hour or more, not meaning any harm?

Oth.
^{1 note}
Naked in bed, Iago, and not mean harm?
&plquo;It is hypocrisy against the Devil:
&plquo;They that mean virtuously, and yet do so,

&plquo;^{2 note}

Iago.
If they do nothing, 'tis a venial slip:
But if I give my wife a handkerchief—

Oth.
What then?

Iago.
Why then, 'tis hers, my lord; and being hers,
She may, I think, bestow't on any man.

Oth.
^{3 note}

Iago.
Her honour is an essence that's not seen,
They have it very oft, that have it not:
But for the handkerchief—

&wlquo;Oth.
&wlquo;By heav'n, I would most gladly have forgot it;
&wlquo;Thou said'st,—oh, it comes o'er my memory,
&wlquo;As doth the Raven o'er th' infected house,
&wlquo;Boading to ill,—he had my hankerchief.

Iago.
Ay, what of that?

Oth.
That's not so good now.

Iago.
What if I said, I'ad seen him do you wrong?
Or heard him say, (as knaves be such abroad,
Who having by their own importunate suit,
Or voluntary dotage of some mistress,
^{4 note}Convinc'd or suppled them, they cannot chuse
But they must blab.)

Oth.
Hath he said any thing?

Iago.
He hath, my lord; but be you well assur'd,
No more than he'll unswear.

Oth.
What hath he said?

Iago.
Why, that he did—I know not what he did—

Oth.

What? what?

Iago.

Lye—

Oth.

With her?

Iago.

With her; on her—what you will—

&wlquo;Oth.

&wlquo;Lie with her! lie on her! lie with her! that's fulsom: handkerchief—confessions—handkerchief —handkerchief [—^{5 note}to confess, and be hang'd for his labour—First, to be hang'd, and then—to confess!]—I tremble at it—Nature would

not invest herself in such shadowing ^{6 note}

Iago.
Work on,
My medicine, work! thus credulous fools are caught;
And many worthy and chast Dames even thus,
All guiltless, meet reproach. What hoa! my lord!
My lord, I say, Othello.—

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