1. SCENE I. Cyprus. A Street.
The voice of Cassio: Iago keeps his word.
O, villain that I am!
It is even so.
O, help, ho! light! a surgeon!
'Tis he:--O brave Iago, honest and just,
That hast such noble sense of thy friend's wrong!
Thou teachest me,--minion, your dear lies dead,
And your unbless'd fate hies. Strumpet, I come!
Forth of my heart those charms, thine eyes, are blotted;
Thy bed, lust-stain'd, shall with lust's blood be spotted.
[Enter Lodovico and Gratiano at a distance.]
What, ho! no watch? no passage? murder! murder!
'Tis some mischance; the cry is very direful.
O wretched villain!
Two or three groan:--it is a heavy night:
These may be counterfeits: let's think't unsafe
To come in to the cry without more help.
Nobody come? then shall I bleed to death.
Here's one comes in his shirt, with light and
[Re-enter Iago, with a light.]
Who's there? whose noise is this that cries on murder?
We do not know.
Did not you hear a cry?
Here, here! for heaven's sake, help me!
What's the matter?