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ACT III - SCENE III. The garden of the castle.
Enter DESDEMONA, CASSIO, and EMILIA

DESDEMONA
1    Be thou assured, good Cassio, I will do
2    All my abilities in thy behalf.
EMILIA
3    Good madam, do: I warrant it grieves my husband,
4    As if the case were his.
DESDEMONA
5    O, that's an honest fellow. Do not doubt, Cassio,
6    But I will have my lord and you again
7    As friendly as you were.
CASSIO
8    Bounteous madam,
9    Whatever shall become of Michael Cassio,
10   He's never any thing but your true servant.
DESDEMONA
11   I know't; I thank you. You do love my lord:
12   You have known him long; and be you well assured
13   He shall in strangeness stand no further off
14   Than in a polite distance.
CASSIO
15   Ay, but, lady,
16   That policy may either last so long,
17   Or feed upon such nice and waterish diet,
18   Or breed itself so out of circumstance,
19   That, I being absent and my place supplied,
20   My general will forget my love and service.
DESDEMONA
21   Do not doubt that; before Emilia here
22   I give thee warrant of thy place: assure thee,
23   If I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it
24   To the last article: my lord shall never rest;
25   I'll watch him tame and talk him out of patience;
26   His bed shall seem a school, his board a shrift;
27   I'll intermingle every thing he does
28   With Cassio's suit: therefore be merry, Cassio;
29   For thy solicitor shall rather die
30   Than give thy cause away.
EMILIA
31   Madam, here comes my lord.
CASSIO
32   Madam, I'll take my leave.
DESDEMONA
33   Why, stay, and hear me speak.
CASSIO
34   Madam, not now: I am very ill at ease,
35   Unfit for mine own purposes.
DESDEMONA
36   Well, do your discretion.
Exit CASSIO

Enter OTHELLO and IAGO

IAGO
37   Ha! I like not that.
OTHELLO
38   What dost thou say?
IAGO
39   Nothing, my lord: or if--I know not what.
OTHELLO
40   Was not that Cassio parted from my wife?
IAGO
41   Cassio, my lord! No, sure, I cannot think it,
42   That he would steal away so guilty-like,
43   Seeing you coming.
OTHELLO
44   I do believe 'twas he.
DESDEMONA
45   How now, my lord!
46   I have been talking with a suitor here,
47   A man that languishes in your displeasure.
OTHELLO
48   Who is't you mean?
DESDEMONA
49   Why, your lieutenant, Cassio. Good my lord,
50   If I have any grace or power to move you,
51   His present reconciliation take;
52   For if he be not one that truly loves you,
53   That errs in ignorance and not in cunning,
54   I have no judgment in an honest face:
55   I prithee, call him back.
OTHELLO
56   Went he hence now?
DESDEMONA
57   Ay, sooth; so humbled
58   That he hath left part of his grief with me,
59   To suffer with him. Good love, call him back.
OTHELLO
60   Not now, sweet Desdemona; some other time.
DESDEMONA
61   But shall't be shortly?
OTHELLO
62   The sooner, sweet, for you.
DESDEMONA
63   Shall't be to-night at supper?
OTHELLO
64   No, not to-night.
DESDEMONA
65   To-morrow dinner, then?
OTHELLO
66   I shall not dine at home;
67   I meet the captains at the citadel.
DESDEMONA
68   Why, then, to-morrow night; or Tuesday morn;
69   On Tuesday noon, or night; on Wednesday morn:
70   I prithee, name the time, but let it not
71   Exceed three days: in faith, he's penitent;
72   And yet his trespass, in our common reason--
73   Save that, they say, the wars must make examples
74   Out of their best--is not almost a fault
75   To incur a private cheque. When shall he come?
76   Tell me, Othello: I wonder in my soul,
77   What you would ask me, that I should deny,
78   Or stand so mammering on. What! Michael Cassio,
79   That came a-wooing with you, and so many a time,
80   When I have spoke of you dispraisingly,
81   Hath ta'en your part; to have so much to do
82   To bring him in! Trust me, I could do much,--
OTHELLO
83   Prithee, no more: let him come when he will;
84   I will deny thee nothing.
DESDEMONA
85   Why, this is not a boon;
86   'Tis as I should entreat you wear your gloves,
87   Or feed on nourishing dishes, or keep you warm,
88   Or sue to you to do a peculiar profit
89   To your own person: nay, when I have a suit
90   Wherein I mean to touch your love indeed,
91   It shall be full of poise and difficult weight
92   And fearful to be granted.
OTHELLO
93   I will deny thee nothing:
94   Whereon, I do beseech thee, grant me this,
95   To leave me but a little to myself.
DESDEMONA
96   Shall I deny you? no: farewell, my lord.
OTHELLO
97   Farewell, my Desdemona: I'll come to thee straight.
DESDEMONA
98   Emilia, come. Be as your fancies teach you;
99   Whate'er you be, I am obedient.
Exeunt DESDEMONA and EMILIA

OTHELLO
100  Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul,
101  But I do love thee! and when I love thee not,
102  Chaos is come again.
IAGO
103  My noble lord--
OTHELLO
104  What dost thou say, Iago?
IAGO
105  Did Michael Cassio, when you woo'd my lady,
106  Know of your love?
OTHELLO
107  He did, from first to last: why dost thou ask?
IAGO
108  But for a satisfaction of my thought;
109  No further harm.
OTHELLO
110  Why of thy thought, Iago?
IAGO
111  I did not think he had been acquainted with her.
OTHELLO
112  O, yes; and went between us very oft.
IAGO
113  Indeed!
OTHELLO
114  Indeed! ay, indeed: discern'st thou aught in that?
115  Is he not honest?
IAGO
116  Honest, my lord!
OTHELLO
117  Honest! ay, honest.
IAGO
118  My lord, for aught I know.
OTHELLO
119  What dost thou think?
IAGO
120  Think, my lord!
OTHELLO
121  Think, my lord!
122  By heaven, he echoes me,
123  As if there were some monster in his thought
124  Too hideous to be shown. Thou dost mean something:
125  I heard thee say even now, thou likedst not that,
126  When Cassio left my wife: what didst not like?
127  And when I told thee he was of my counsel
128  In my whole course of wooing, thou criedst 'Indeed!'
129  And didst contract and purse thy brow together,
130  As if thou then hadst shut up in thy brain
131  Some horrible conceit: if thou dost love me,
132  Show me thy thought.
IAGO
133  My lord, you know I love you.
OTHELLO
134  I think thou dost;
135  And, for I know thou'rt full of love and honesty,
136  And weigh'st thy words before thou givest them breath,
137  Therefore these stops of thine fright me the more:
138  For such things in a false disloyal knave
139  Are tricks of custom, but in a man that's just
140  They are close delations, working from the heart
141  That passion cannot rule.
IAGO
142  For Michael Cassio,
143  I dare be sworn I think that he is honest.
OTHELLO
144  I think so too.
IAGO
145  Men should be what they seem;
146  Or those that be not, would they might seem none!
OTHELLO
147  Certain, men should be what they seem.
IAGO
148  Why, then, I think Cassio's an honest man.
OTHELLO
149  Nay, yet there's more in this:
150  I prithee, speak to me as to thy thinkings,
151  As thou dost ruminate, and give thy worst of thoughts
152  The worst of words.
IAGO
153  Good my lord, pardon me:
154  Though I am bound to every act of duty,
155  I am not bound to that all slaves are free to.
156  Utter my thoughts? Why, say they are vile and false;
157  As where's that palace whereinto foul things
158  Sometimes intrude not? who has a breast so pure,
159  But some uncleanly apprehensions
160  Keep leets and law-days and in session sit
161  With meditations lawful?
OTHELLO
162  Thou dost conspire against thy friend, Iago,
163  If thou but think'st him wrong'd and makest his ear
164  A stranger to thy thoughts.
IAGO
165  I do beseech you--
166  Though I perchance am vicious in my guess,
167  As, I confess, it is my nature's plague
168  To spy into abuses, and oft my jealousy
169  Shapes faults that are not--that your wisdom yet,
170  From one that so imperfectly conceits,
171  Would take no notice, nor build yourself a trouble
172  Out of his scattering and unsure observance.
173  It were not for your quiet nor your good,
174  Nor for my manhood, honesty, or wisdom,
175  To let you know my thoughts.
OTHELLO
176  What dost thou mean?
IAGO
177  Good name in man and woman, dear my lord,
178  Is the immediate jewel of their souls:
179  Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing;
180  'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands:
181  But he that filches from me my good name
182  Robs me of that which not enriches him
183  And makes me poor indeed.
OTHELLO
184  By heaven, I'll know thy thoughts.
IAGO
185  You cannot, if my heart were in your hand;
186  Nor shall not, whilst 'tis in my custody.
OTHELLO
187  Ha!
IAGO
188  O, beware, my lord, of jealousy;
189  It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock
190  The meat it feeds on; that cuckold lives in bliss
191  Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger;
192  But, O, what damned minutes tells he o'er
193  Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves!
OTHELLO
194  O misery!
IAGO
195  Poor and content is rich and rich enough,
196  But riches fineless is as poor as winter
197  To him that ever fears he shall be poor.
198  Good heaven, the souls of all my tribe defend
199  From jealousy!
OTHELLO
200  Why, why is this?
201  Think'st thou I'ld make a lie of jealousy,
202  To follow still the changes of the moon
203  With fresh suspicions? No; to be once in doubt
204  Is once to be resolved: exchange me for a goat,
205  When I shall turn the business of my soul
206  To such exsufflicate and blown surmises,
207  Matching thy inference. 'Tis not to make me jealous
208  To say my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company,
209  Is free of speech, sings, plays and dances well;
210  Where virtue is, these are more virtuous:
211  Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw
212  The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt;
213  For she had eyes, and chose me. No, Iago;
214  I'll see before I doubt; when I doubt, prove;
215  And on the proof, there is no more but this,--
216  Away at once with love or jealousy!
IAGO
217  I am glad of it; for now I shall have reason
218  To show the love and duty that I bear you
219  With franker spirit: therefore, as I am bound,
220  Receive it from me. I speak not yet of proof.
221  Look to your wife; observe her well with Cassio;
222  Wear your eye thus, not jealous nor secure:
223  I would not have your free and noble nature,
224  Out of self-bounty, be abused; look to't:
225  I know our country disposition well;
226  In Venice they do let heaven see the pranks
227  They dare not show their husbands; their best conscience
228  Is not to leave't undone, but keep't unknown.
OTHELLO
229  Dost thou say so?
IAGO
230  She did deceive her father, marrying you;
231  And when she seem'd to shake and fear your looks,
232  She loved them most.
OTHELLO
233  And so she did.
IAGO
234  Why, go to then;
235  She that, so young, could give out such a seeming,
236  To seal her father's eyes up close as oak-
237  He thought 'twas witchcraft--but I am much to blame;
238  I humbly do beseech you of your pardon
239  For too much loving you.
OTHELLO
240  I am bound to thee for ever.
IAGO
241  I see this hath a little dash'd your spirits.
OTHELLO
242  Not a jot, not a jot.
IAGO
243  I' faith, I fear it has.
244  I hope you will consider what is spoke
245  Comes from my love. But I do see you're moved:
246  I am to pray you not to strain my speech
247  To grosser issues nor to larger reach
248  Than to suspicion.
OTHELLO
249  I will not.
IAGO
250  Should you do so, my lord,
251  My speech should fall into such vile success
252  As my thoughts aim not at. Cassio's my worthy friend--
253  My lord, I see you're moved.
OTHELLO
254  No, not much moved:
255  I do not think but Desdemona's honest.
IAGO
256  Long live she so! and long live you to think so!
OTHELLO
257  And yet, how nature erring from itself,--
IAGO
258  Ay, there's the point: as--to be bold with you--
259  Not to affect many proposed matches
260  Of her own clime, complexion, and degree,
261  Whereto we see in all things nature tends--
262  Foh! one may smell in such a will most rank,
263  Foul disproportion thoughts unnatural.
264  But pardon me; I do not in position
265  Distinctly speak of her; though I may fear
266  Her will, recoiling to her better judgment,
267  May fall to match you with her country forms
268  And happily repent.
OTHELLO
269  Farewell, farewell:
270  If more thou dost perceive, let me know more;
271  Set on thy wife to observe: leave me, Iago:
IAGO
Going
272   My lord, I take my leave.
OTHELLO
273  Why did I marry? This honest creature doubtless
274  Sees and knows more, much more, than he unfolds.
IAGO
Returning
275   My lord, I would I might entreat
276  your honour
277  To scan this thing no further; leave it to time:
278  Though it be fit that Cassio have his place,
279  For sure, he fills it up with great ability,
280  Yet, if you please to hold him off awhile,
281  You shall by that perceive him and his means:
282  Note, if your lady strain his entertainment
283  With any strong or vehement importunity;
284  Much will be seen in that. In the mean time,
285  Let me be thought too busy in my fears--
286  As worthy cause I have to fear I am--
287  And hold her free, I do beseech your honour.
OTHELLO
288  Fear not my government.
IAGO
289  I once more take my leave.
Exit

OTHELLO
290  This fellow's of exceeding honesty,
291  And knows all qualities, with a learned spirit,
292  Of human dealings. If I do prove her haggard,
293  Though that her jesses were my dear heartstrings,
294  I'ld whistle her off and let her down the wind,
295  To pray at fortune. Haply, for I am black
296  And have not those soft parts of conversation
297  That chamberers have, or for I am declined
298  Into the vale of years,--yet that's not much--
299  She's gone. I am abused; and my relief
300  Must be to loathe her. O curse of marriage,
301  That we can call these delicate creatures ours,
302  And not their appetites! I had rather be a toad,
303  And live upon the vapour of a dungeon,
304  Than keep a corner in the thing I love
305  For others' uses. Yet, 'tis the plague of great ones;
306  Prerogatived are they less than the base;
307  'Tis destiny unshunnable, like death:
308  Even then this forked plague is fated to us
309  When we do quicken. Desdemona comes:
Re-enter DESDEMONA and EMILIA
310  If she be false, O, then heaven mocks itself!
311  I'll not believe't.
DESDEMONA
312  How now, my dear Othello!
313  Your dinner, and the generous islanders
314  By you invited, do attend your presence.
OTHELLO
315  I am to blame.
DESDEMONA
316  Why do you speak so faintly?
317  Are you not well?
OTHELLO
318  I have a pain upon my forehead here.
DESDEMONA
319  'Faith, that's with watching; 'twill away again:
320  Let me but bind it hard, within this hour
321  It will be well.
OTHELLO
322  Your napkin is too little:
He puts the handkerchief from him; and it drops
323  Let it alone. Come, I'll go in with you.
DESDEMONA
324  I am very sorry that you are not well.
Exeunt OTHELLO and DESDEMONA

EMILIA
325  I am glad I have found this napkin:
326  This was her first remembrance from the Moor:
327  My wayward husband hath a hundred times
328  Woo'd me to steal it; but she so loves the token,
329  For he conjured her she should ever keep it,
330  That she reserves it evermore about her
331  To kiss and talk to. I'll have the work ta'en out,
332  And give't Iago: what he will do with it
333  Heaven knows, not I;
334  I nothing but to please his fantasy.
Re-enter Iago

IAGO
335  How now! what do you here alone?
EMILIA
336  Do not you chide; I have a thing for you.
IAGO
337  A thing for me? it is a common thing--
EMILIA
338  Ha!
IAGO
339  To have a foolish wife.
EMILIA
340  O, is that all? What will you give me now
341  For the same handkerchief?
IAGO
342  What handkerchief?
EMILIA
343  What handkerchief?
344  Why, that the Moor first gave to Desdemona;
345  That which so often you did bid me steal.
IAGO
346  Hast stol'n it from her?
EMILIA
347  No, 'faith; she let it drop by negligence.
348  And, to the advantage, I, being here, took't up.
349  Look, here it is.
IAGO
350  A good wench; give it me.
EMILIA
351  What will you do with 't, that you have been
352  so earnest
353  To have me filch it?
IAGO
Snatching it
354   Why, what's that to you?
EMILIA
355  If it be not for some purpose of import,
356  Give't me again: poor lady, she'll run mad
357  When she shall lack it.
IAGO
358  Be not acknown on 't; I have use for it.
359  Go, leave me.
Exit EMILIA
360  I will in Cassio's lodging lose this napkin,
361  And let him find it. Trifles light as air
362  Are to the jealous confirmations strong
363  As proofs of holy writ: this may do something.
364  The Moor already changes with my poison:
365  Dangerous conceits are, in their natures, poisons.
366  Which at the first are scarce found to distaste,
367  But with a little act upon the blood.
368  Burn like the mines of Sulphur. I did say so:
369  Look, where he comes!
Re-enter OTHELLO
370  Not poppy, nor mandragora,
371  Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world,
372  Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep
373  Which thou owedst yesterday.
OTHELLO
374  Ha! ha! false to me?
IAGO
375  Why, how now, general! no more of that.
OTHELLO
376  Avaunt! be gone! thou hast set me on the rack:
377  I swear 'tis better to be much abused
378  Than but to know't a little.
IAGO
379  How now, my lord!
OTHELLO
380  What sense had I of her stol'n hours of lust?
381  I saw't not, thought it not, it harm'd not me:
382  I slept the next night well, was free and merry;
383  I found not Cassio's kisses on her lips:
384  He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stol'n,
385  Let him not know't, and he's not robb'd at all.
IAGO
386  I am sorry to hear this.
OTHELLO
387  I had been happy, if the general camp,
388  Pioners and all, had tasted her sweet body,
389  So I had nothing known. O, now, for ever
390  Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content!
391  Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars,
392  That make ambition virtue! O, farewell!
393  Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump,
394  The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife,
395  The royal banner, and all quality,
396  Pride, pomp and circumstance of glorious war!
397  And, O you mortal engines, whose rude throats
398  The immortal Jove's dead clamours counterfeit,
399  Farewell! Othello's occupation's gone!
IAGO
400  Is't possible, my lord?
OTHELLO
401  Villain, be sure thou prove my love a whore,
402  Be sure of it; give me the ocular proof:
403  Or by the worth of man's eternal soul,
404  Thou hadst been better have been born a dog
405  Than answer my waked wrath!
IAGO
406  Is't come to this?
OTHELLO
407  Make me to see't; or, at the least, so prove it,
408  That the probation bear no hinge nor loop
409  To hang a doubt on; or woe upon thy life!
IAGO
410  My noble lord,--
OTHELLO
411  If thou dost slander her and torture me,
412  Never pray more; abandon all remorse;
413  On horror's head horrors accumulate;
414  Do deeds to make heaven weep, all earth amazed;
415  For nothing canst thou to damnation add
416  Greater than that.
IAGO
417  O grace! O heaven forgive me!
418  Are you a man? have you a soul or sense?
419  God be wi' you; take mine office. O wretched fool.
420  That livest to make thine honesty a vice!
421  O monstrous world! Take note, take note, O world,
422  To be direct and honest is not safe.
423  I thank you for this profit; and from hence
424  I'll love no friend, sith love breeds such offence.
OTHELLO
425  Nay, stay: thou shouldst be honest.
IAGO
426  I should be wise, for honesty's a fool
427  And loses that it works for.
OTHELLO
428  By the world,
429  I think my wife be honest and think she is not;
430  I think that thou art just and think thou art not.
431  I'll have some proof. Her name, that was as fresh
432  As Dian's visage, is now begrimed and black
433  As mine own face. If there be cords, or knives,
434  Poison, or fire, or suffocating streams,
435  I'll not endure it. Would I were satisfied!
IAGO
436  I see, sir, you are eaten up with passion:
437  I do repent me that I put it to you.
438  You would be satisfied?
OTHELLO
439  Would! nay, I will.
IAGO
440  And may: but, how? how satisfied, my lord?
441  Would you, the supervisor, grossly gape on--
442  Behold her topp'd?
OTHELLO
443  Death and damnation! O!
IAGO
444  It were a tedious difficulty, I think,
445  To bring them to that prospect: damn them then,
446  If ever mortal eyes do see them bolster
447  More than their own! What then? how then?
448  What shall I say? Where's satisfaction?
449  It is impossible you should see this,
450  Were they as prime as goats, as hot as monkeys,
451  As salt as wolves in pride, and fools as gross
452  As ignorance made drunk. But yet, I say,
453  If imputation and strong circumstances,
454  Which lead directly to the door of truth,
455  Will give you satisfaction, you may have't.
OTHELLO
456  Give me a living reason she's disloyal.
IAGO
457  I do not like the office:
458  But, sith I am enter'd in this cause so far,
459  Prick'd to't by foolish honesty and love,
460  I will go on. I lay with Cassio lately;
461  And, being troubled with a raging tooth,
462  I could not sleep.
463  There are a kind of men so loose of soul,
464  That in their sleeps will mutter their affairs:
465  One of this kind is Cassio:
466  In sleep I heard him say 'Sweet Desdemona,
467  Let us be wary, let us hide our loves;'
468  And then, sir, would he gripe and wring my hand,
469  Cry 'O sweet creature!' and then kiss me hard,
470  As if he pluck'd up kisses by the roots
471  That grew upon my lips: then laid his leg
472  Over my thigh, and sigh'd, and kiss'd; and then
473  Cried 'Cursed fate that gave thee to the Moor!'
OTHELLO
474  O monstrous! monstrous!
IAGO
475  Nay, this was but his dream.
OTHELLO
476  But this denoted a foregone conclusion:
477  'Tis a shrewd doubt, though it be but a dream.
IAGO
478  And this may help to thicken other proofs
479  That do demonstrate thinly.
OTHELLO
480  I'll tear her all to pieces.
IAGO
481  Nay, but be wise: yet we see nothing done;
482  She may be honest yet. Tell me but this,
483  Have you not sometimes seen a handkerchief
484  Spotted with strawberries in your wife's hand?
OTHELLO
485  I gave her such a one; 'twas my first gift.
IAGO
486  I know not that; but such a handkerchief--
487  I am sure it was your wife's--did I to-day
488  See Cassio wipe his beard with.
OTHELLO
489  If it be that--
IAGO
490  If it be that, or any that was hers,
491  It speaks against her with the other proofs.
OTHELLO
492  O, that the slave had forty thousand lives!
493  One is too poor, too weak for my revenge.
494  Now do I see 'tis true. Look here, Iago;
495  All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven.
496  'Tis gone.
497  Arise, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell!
498  Yield up, O love, thy crown and hearted throne
499  To tyrannous hate! Swell, bosom, with thy fraught,
500  For 'tis of aspics' tongues!
IAGO
501  Yet be content.
OTHELLO
502  O, blood, blood, blood!
IAGO
503  Patience, I say; your mind perhaps may change.
OTHELLO
504  Never, Iago: Like to the Pontic sea,
505  Whose icy current and compulsive course
506  Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on
507  To the Propontic and the Hellespont,
508  Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace,
509  Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love,
510  Till that a capable and wide revenge
511  Swallow them up. Now, by yond marble heaven,
Kneels
512  In the due reverence of a sacred vow
513  I here engage my words.
IAGO
514  Do not rise yet.
Kneels
515  Witness, you ever-burning lights above,
516  You elements that clip us round about,
517  Witness that here Iago doth give up
518  The execution of his wit, hands, heart,
519  To wrong'd Othello's service! Let him command,
520  And to obey shall be in me remorse,
521  What bloody business ever.
They rise

OTHELLO
522  I greet thy love,
523  Not with vain thanks, but with acceptance bounteous,
524  And will upon the instant put thee to't:
525  Within these three days let me hear thee say
526  That Cassio's not alive.
IAGO
527  My friend is dead; 'tis done at your request:
528  But let her live.
OTHELLO
529  Damn her, lewd minx! O, damn her!
530  Come, go with me apart; I will withdraw,
531  To furnish me with some swift means of death
532  For the fair devil. Now art thou my lieutenant.
IAGO
533  I am your own for ever.
Exeunt

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Scene Index
ACT I
  • SCENE I
  • SCENE II
  • SCENE III


  • ACT II
  • SCENE I
  • SCENE II
  • SCENE III


  • ACT III
  • SCENE I
  • SCENE II
  • SCENE III
  • SCENE IV


  • ACT IV
  • SCENE I
  • SCENE II
  • SCENE III


  • ACT V
  • SCENE I
  • SCENE II

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