Othello

Iago

IAGO. Will you think so? 

OTHELLO. Think so, Iago? 

IAGO. What, To kiss in private? 

OTHELLO. An unauthoriz’d kiss. 

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

OTHELLO. Naked in bed, Iago, and not mean harm? It is hypocrisy against the devil: They that mean virtuously and yet do so, The devil their virtue tempts, and they tempt heaven. 

IAGO. So they do nothing, ’tis a venial slip. But if I give my wife a handkerchief— 

OTHELLO. What then? 

IAGO. Why then, ’tis hers, my lord, and being hers, She may, I think, bestow’t on any man. 

OTHELLO. She is protectress of her honour too. May she give that? 

IAGO. Her honour is an essence that’s not seen; They have it very oft that have it not: But for the handkerchief— 

OTHELLO. By heaven, I would most gladly have forgot it. Thou said’st (O, it comes o’er my memory, As doth the raven o’er the infected house, Boding to all) he had my handkerchief. 

IAGO. Ay, what of that? 

OTHELLO. That’s not so good now. 

IAGO. What If I had said I had 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, Convinced or supplied them, cannot choose But they must blab.) 

OTHELLO. Hath he said anything? 

IAGO. He hath, my lord, but be you well assur’d, No more than he’ll unswear. 

OTHELLO. What hath he said? 

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