第 21 节
作者:美丽心点      更新:2021-02-19 19:37      字数:9322
  what he found himself was apt and true。 EMILIA。 But did you ever tell
  him   she   was   false?   IAGO。   I   did。   EMILIA。   You   told   a   lie;   an   odious;
  damned lie; Upon my soul; a lie; a wicked lie! She false with Cassio? Did
  you   say   with   Cassio?   IAGO。   With   Cassio;   mistress。   Go   to;   charm   your
  tongue。 EMILIA。 I will not charm my tongue; I am bound to speak。 My
  mistress     here   lies  murther'd     in  her   bed   ALL。     O   heavens     forfend!
  EMILIA。   And   your   reports   have   set   the   murther   on。   OTHELLO。   Nay;
  stare   not;   masters;   it   is   true   indeed。   GRATIANO。   'Tis   a   strange   truth。
  MONTANO。           O   monstrous     act!  EMILIA。      Villainy;   villainy;   villainy!   I
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  think upon't; I think; I smell't; O villainy! I thought so then。 I'll kill myself
  for grief。 O villainy; villainy! IAGO。 What; are you mad? I charge you; get
  you   home。   EMILIA。   Good   gentlemen;   let   me   have   leave   to   speak;   'Tis
  proper   I   obey   him;   but   not   now。   Perchance;   Iago;   I   will   ne'er   go   home。
  OTHELLO。 O! O! O! Falls on the bed。 EMILIA。 Nay; lay thee down and
  roar;   For thou   hast   kill'd   the   sweetest innocent That   e'er   did   lift up   eye。
  OTHELLO。 'Rises。' O; she was foul! I scarce did know you; uncle; there
  lies   your   niece;  Whose   breath   indeed   these   hands   have   newly   stopp'd。   I
  know this act shows horrible   and grim。 GRATIANO。 Poor Desdemon!   I
  am glad thy father's dead。 Thy  match was mortal   to him; and pure   grief
  Shore his old thread in twain; did he live now; This sight would make him
  do a desperate turn; Yea; curse his better angel from his side; And fall to
  reprobation。   OTHELLO。   'Tis   pitiful;   but   yet   Iago   knows   That   she   with
  Cassio     hath    the  act   of   shame    A   thousand      times   committed。      Cassio
  confess'd it; And she did gratify his amorous works With that recognizance
  and pledge of love Which I first gave her。 I saw it in his hand; It was a
  handkerchief;   an   antique   token   My   father   gave   my   mother。   EMILIA。   O
  heaven! O heavenly powers! IAGO。 'Zounds! Hold your peace。 EMILIA。
  'Twill   out;   'twill。   I   peace?   No;   I   will   speak   as   liberal   as   the   north;   Let
  heaven and men and devils; let them all; All; all; cry shame against me; yet
  I'll speak。   IAGO。 Be   wise; and   get you   home。 EMILIA。   I will   not。   Iago
  offers    to  stab   Emilia。   GRATIANO。          Fie!  Your    sword    upon    a  woman?
  EMILIA。 O thou dull Moor! That handkerchief thou speak'st of I found by
  fortune   and   did   give   my   husband;   For   often   with   a   solemn   earnestness;
  More   than   indeed   belong'd   to   such   a   trifle;   He   begg'd   of   me   to   steal   it。
  IAGO。 Villainous whore! EMILIA。 She give it Cassio? No; alas; I found it;
  And I did give't my husband。 IAGO。 Filth; thou liest! EMILIA。 By heaven;
  I do not; I do not; gentlemen。 O murtherous coxcomb! What should such a
  fool Do with so good a wife? OTHELLO。 Are there not stones in heaven
  But    what    serve    for  thunder?     Precious     villain!   He   runs   at   Iago;   but
  Montano disarms him。 Iago stabs Emilia。 GRATIANO。 The woman falls;
  sure; he hath kill'd his wife。 EMILIA。 Ay; ay! O; lay me by my mistress'
  side。 Exit Iago。 GRATIANO。 He's gone; but his wife's kill'd。 MONTANO。
  'Tis a notorious villain。 Take you this weapon; Which I have here recover'd
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  from the Moor。 Come; guard the door without; let him not pass; But kill
  him rather。 I'll after that same villain; For 'tis a damned slave。 Exeunt all
  but   Othello   and   Emilia。   OTHELLO。   I   am   not   valiant   neither;   But   every
  puny whipster gets my sword。 But why should honor outlive honesty? Let
  it go all。 EMILIA。 What did thy song bode; lady? Hark; canst thou hear
  me?   I   will   play   the   swan;   And   die   in   music。   'Sings。'   〃Willow;   willow;
  willow。〃 Moor; she was chaste; she loved thee; cruel Moor; So come my
  soul   to   bliss;   as   I   speak   true;   So   speaking   as   I   think;   I   die;   I   die。   Dies。
  OTHELLO。 I have another weapon in this chamber; It is a sword of Spain;
  the    ice…brook's     temper    O;   here    it  is。  Uncle;    I  must    come     forth。
  GRATIANO。 'Within。' If thou attempt it; it will cost thee dear。 Thou hast
  no weapon; and perforce must suffer。 OTHELLO。 Look in upon me then;
  and speak with me; Or; naked as I am; I will assault thee。
  Re…enter Gratiano。
  GRATIANO。         What     is  the  matter?    OTHELLO。         Behold;    I  have   a
  weapon; A  better   never   did   itself   sustain   Upon   a   soldier's   thigh。   I   have
  seen the day That with this little arm and this good sword I have made my
  way through more impediments Than twenty times your stop。 But; O vain
  boast! Who can control his fate? 'Tis not so now。 Be not afraid; though you
  do see me weapon'd; Here is my journey's end; here is my butt And very
  sea…mark   of   my   utmost   sail。   Do   you   go   back   dismay'd?   'Tis   a   lost   fear。
  Man   but   a   rush   against   Othello's   breast;   And   he   retires。   Where   should
  Othello go? Now; how  dost thou look now?   O ill…starr'd wench! Pale   as
  thy smock! When we shall meet at compt; This look of thine will hurl my
  soul from heaven; And fiends will snatch at it。 Cold; cold; my girl? Even
  like   thy  chastity。   O   cursed;   cursed   slave! Whip   me;   ye   devils;   From   the
  possession of this heavenly sight! Blow me about in winds! Roast me in
  sulphur! Wash me in steep…down gulfs of liquid fire! O Desdemon! dead;
  Desdemon! dead! O! O! O! Enter Lodovico; Montano; Cassio carried in a
  chair; and Officers with Iago; prisoner。
  LODOVICO。          Where      is  this   rash    and   most     unfortunate     man?
  OTHELLO。 That's he that was Othello。 Here I am。 LODOVICO。 Where is
  that   viper?   Bring the   villain   forth。   OTHELLO。   I   look down   towards   his
  feet; but that's a fable。 If that thou be'st a devil; I cannot kill thee。 Wounds
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  Iago。 LODOVICO。 Wrench his sword from him。 IAGO。 I bleed; sir; but
  not kill'd。 OTHELLO。 I am not sorry neither。 I'ld have thee live; For; in
  my   sense;   'tis   happiness   to   die。   LODOVICO。   O   thou   Othello;   that   wert
  once so good; Fall'n in the practice of a damned slave; What shall be said
  to thee? OTHELLO。 Why; anything; An honorable murtherer; if you will;
  For nought did I in hate; but all in honor。 LODOVICO。 This wretch hath
  part   confess'd   his   villainy。   Did   you   and   he   consent   in   Cassio's   death?
  OTHELLO。          Ay。   CASSIO。       Dear     general;    I  never    gave    you    cause。
  OTHELLO。   I   do   believe   it;   and   I   ask   your   pardon。   Will   you;   I   pray;
  demand   that   demi…devil   Why   he   hath   thus   ensnared   my   soul   and   body?
  IAGO。  Demand   me   nothing;   what   you   know;   you   know。  From  this  time
  forth    I   never    will   speak    word。    LODOVICO。          What;     not   to   pray?
  GRATIANO。   Torments   will   ope   your   lips。   OTHELLO。   Well;   thou   dost
  best。 LODOVICO。 Sir; you shall understand what hath befall'n; Which; as
  I   think;   you   know   not。   Here   is   a   letter   Found   in   the  pocket   of   the   slain
  Roderigo; And here another。 The one of them imports The death of Cassio
  to   be   undertook     By   Roderigo。     OTHELLO。        O   villain!   CASSIO。      Most
  heathenish and most gross! LODOVICO。 Now here's another discontented
  paper; Found in his pocket too; and this; it seems; Roderigo meant to have
  sent this damned villain; But that; belike; Iago in the interim Came in and
  satisfied him。 OTHELLO。 O the pernicious caitiff! How came you; Cassio;
  by   that   handkerchief   That   was   my   wife's?   CASSIO。   I   found   it   in   my
  chamber; And he himself confess'd but even now That there he dropp'd it
  for   a   special   purpose  Which   wrought   to   his   desire。   OTHELLO。   O   fool!
  fool!    fool!   CASSIO。      There    is  besides    in   Roderigo's     letter;  How    he
  upbraids   Iago;   that   he   made   him   Brave   me   upon   the   watch;   whereon   it
  came That I was cast。 And even but now he spake After long seeming dead;
  Iago hurt him; Iago set him on。 LODOVICO。 You must forsake this room;
  and go with us。 Your power and your command is taken off; And Cassio
  rules in C