Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts, Dafh him to pieces. CAS. I deny'd you not. BRU. You did. CAS. I did not-he was but a fool That brought my heart. anfwer back.-Brutus hath riv'd my A friend fhould bear a friend's infirmities, But Brutus makes mine greater than they are. BRU. I do not like your faults. CAS. A friendly eye could never see such faults. BRU. A flatt'rer's would not, though they do appear As huge as high Olympus. CAS. Come, Antony, and young Octavius, come! Revenge yourselves alone on Caffius, For Caffius is a-weary of the world; Hated by one he loves; brav'd by his brother; my My fpirit from mine eyes !-There is my dagger, When thou didst hate him worst, thou lov'd'it him better BRU. Sheathe your dagger; Be angry when you will, it fhall have scope ; De 4 Do what you will, dishonour shall be humour. O Caffius, you are yoked with a lamb, CAS. Hath Caffius liv'd To be but mirth and laughter to his Brutus, CAS. O Brutus ! BRU. What's the matter? CAS. Have you not love enough to bear with me, When that rafh humour which my mother gave me, Makes me forgetful? BRU. Yes, Caffius, and from henceforth When you are over-earnest with your Brutus, He'll think your mother chides, and leave you SHAKSPEARE CHA P. XXVII. OTHELLO AND IAGO. IAGO. MY Y noble Lord, OTH. What doft thou fay, Iago! IAGO. Did Michael Caffio, when you woo'd my Lady, Know of your love? Отн. He did, from first to last; why doft thou afk ? No farther harm. Oтн. Why of thy thought, Iago? T 2 IAGO. IAGO. I did not think he'd been acquainted with it. Отн. Oh, yes, and went between us very oft. lAGO. Indeed! Отн. Indeed ay, indeed. Discern'ft thou aught in that? Is he not honest? IAGO. Honeft, my Lord? Отн. Honeft? aye, honest. IAGO. My Lord, for aught I know, Отн. What doft thou think? 'IAGO. Think, my Lord! Oтн. Think, my Lord! Why by Heav'n, thou echo'st me, As if there were fome monfter in thy thought, When Caffio left my wife. What did'st not like? And when I told thee, he was of my counsel, In my whole courfe of wooing; thou cry'd'ft, " Indeed!" As if thou then had shut up in thy brain Some horrible conceit. If thou dost love me, Show me thy thought. IAGO. My lord, you know I love you. ОTH. I think thou doft: And, for I know, thou art full of love and honefty, And weigh'ft thy words before thou giv'ft them breath, For fuch things in a false disloyal knave, Are tricks of cuftom ; but in a man that's juft, IAGO. For Michael Caffio, I dare be fworn, I think, that he is honeft. OTH. I think fo too. IAGO. Men fhould be what they seem ; Or, thofe that be not, would they might feem knaves. I pray thee speak to me as to thy thinkings. :: As thou doft ruminate and give thy worst of thoughts IAGO. Good my Lord, pardon me, I am not bound to that all flaves are free to ; Keeps leets and law-days, and in feffions fit OTн. Thou doft confpire against thy friend, Iago, IAGO. I do beseech you, Think I, perchance, am vicious in my guess, Your wisdom would not build yourself a trouble Nor for my manhood, honefty, and wisdom, To let you know my thoughts. OTH. What doft thou mean? JAGO. Good name in man or woman, dear my Lord, Who fteals my purse, steals trash; 'tis fomething, nothing; Robs me of that which not euriches him, Oтн. I'll know thy thoughts IAGO. You cannot, if my heart were in your hand; Nor fhall not, whilft 'tis in my cuflody. Отн. На! IAGO. Oh, beware my Lord, of jealoufy: It is a green-ey'd monfter, which doth mock wronger. But oh, what damned minutes tells he o’er, Who doats, yet doubts; fufpects, yet ftrongly loves! IAGO. Poor and content, is rich, and rich enough To him that ever fears he shall be poor. Good Heaven! the fouls of all my From jealoufy! Отн. Why, why is this? tribe defend Think'st thou I'd make a life of jealousy ? With fresh fufpicions ?-Tis not to make me jealous, Where |