<p>［Another room In the castle． Enter OTHELLO ， LODOVICO，DESDEMONA， EMILIA and Attendants］</p>
<p>LODOVICO</p>
<p>I do beseech you， sir， trouble yourself no further．</p>
<p>OTHELLO</p>
<p>O， pardon me：’twill do me good to walk．</p>
<p>LODOVICO</p>
<p>Madam， good night； I humbly thank your ladyship．</p>
<p>DESDEMONA</p>
<p>Your honour is most welcome．</p>
<p>OTHELLO</p>
<p>Will you walk，sir？</p>
<p>O，——Desdemona，——</p>
<p>DESDEMONA</p>
<p>My lord？</p>
<p>OTHELLO</p>
<p>Get you to bed on the instant； I will be returned</p>
<p>forthwith：dismiss your attendant there：look it be done．</p>
<p>DESDEMONA</p>
<p>I will， my lord．</p>
<p>［Exeunt OTHELLO， LODOVICO， and Attendants］</p>
<p>EMILIA</p>
<p>How goes it now？ he looks gentler than he did．</p>
<p>DESDEMONA</p>
<p>He says he will return incontinent：</p>
<p>He hath commanded me to go to bed，</p>
<p>And bade me to dismiss you．</p>
<p>EMILIA</p>
<p>Dismiss me！</p>
<p>DESDEMONA</p>
<p>It was his bidding： therefore， good Emilia，</p>
<p>Give me my nightly wearing， and adieu：</p>
<p>We must not now displease him．</p>
<p>EMILIA</p>
<p>I would you had never seen him！</p>
<p>DESDEMONA</p>
<p>So would not I my love doth so approve him，</p>
<p>That even his stubbornness， his cheques， his frowns——</p>
<p>Prithee， unpinme，——have grace and favour in them．</p>
<p>EMILIA</p>
<p>I have laid those sheets you bade me on the bed．</p>
<p>DESDEMONA</p>
<p>All’s one． Good faith， how foolish are our minds！</p>
<p>If I do die before thee prithee， shroud me</p>
<p>In one of those same sheets．</p>
<p>EMILIA</p>
<p>Come， come you talk．</p>
<p>DESDEMONA</p>
<p>My mother had a maid call’d Barbara：</p>
<p>She was in love， and he she loved proved mad</p>
<p>And did forsake ．her：she had a song of’ willow；’</p>
<p>An old thing’twas，but it express’d her fortune，</p>
<p>And she died singing it：that song to－night</p>
<p>Will not go from my mind； I have much to do，</p>
<p>But to go hang my head all at one side，</p>
<p>And sing it like poor Barbara． Prithee， dispatch．</p>
<p>EMILIA</p>
<p>Shall I go fetch your night－gown？</p>
<p>DESDEMONA</p>
<p>No， unpin me here．</p>
<p>This Lodovico is a proper man．</p>
<p>EMILIA</p>
<p>A very handsome man．</p>
<p>DESDEMONA</p>
<p>He speaks well．</p>
<p>EMILIA</p>
<p>I know a lady in Venice would have walked barefoot</p>
<p>to Palestine fora touch of his netherlip．</p>
<p>DESDEMONA</p>
<p>［Singing］ The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree，</p>
<p>Sing all a green willow：</p>
<p>Her hand on her bosom，her head on her knee，</p>
<p>Sing willow， willow， willow：</p>
<p>The fresh streams ran by her， and murmur’d her moans；</p>
<p>Sing willow，willow，willow；</p>
<p>Her salt tears fell from her， and soften’d the stones；</p>
<p>Lay by these：——</p>
<p>［Singing］ Sing willow， willow， willow；</p>
<p>Prithee， hiethee； he’ll come anon：—— ［Singing］</p>
<p>Sing all a green willow must be my garland．</p>
<p>Let nobody blame him； his scorn I approve，—</p>
<p>Nay， that’s not next．——Hark！ who is’t that knocks？</p>
<p>EMILIA</p>
<p>It’s the wind．</p>
<p>DESDEMONA</p>
<p>［Singing］</p>
<p>I call’d my love false love；but what</p>
<p>said he then？</p>
<p>Sing willow， willow， willow：</p>
<p>If I court moe women， you’ll couch with moe men！</p>
<p>So， get thee gone； good night Ate eyes do itch；</p>
<p>Doth that bode weeping？</p>
<p>EMILIA</p>
<p>‘Tis neither here nor there．</p>
<p>DESDEMONA</p>
<p>I have heard it said so．O， these men， these men！</p>
<p>Dost thou in conscience think，——tell me， Emilia，——</p>
<p>-That there be women do abuse their husbands</p>
<p>In such gross kind？</p>
<p>EMILIA</p>
<p>There be some such， no question ．</p>
<p>DESDEMONA</p>
<p>Wouldst thou do such a deed for all the world？</p>
<p>EMILIA</p>
<p>Why， would not you？</p>
<p>DESDEMONA</p>
<p>No， by this heavenly light！</p>
<p>EMILIA</p>
<p>Nor I neither by this heavenly light；</p>
<p>I might do’t as well i’the dark． </p>
<p>DESDEMONA</p>
<p>Wouldst thou do such a deed for all the world？</p>
<p>EMILIA</p>
<p>The world’s a huge thing： it is a great price．</p>
<p>For a small vice．</p>
<p>DESDEMONA</p>
<p>In troth， I think thou wouldst not．</p>
<p>EMILIA</p>
<p>In troth，I think I should；and undo’t when I had</p>
<p>done．Marry，I would not do such a thing for a</p>
<p>joint-ring，nor for measures of lawn，nor for</p>
<p>gowns， petticoats， nor caps， nor any petty</p>
<p>exhibition； but for the whole world，——why， who would</p>
<p>not make her husband a cuckold to make him a</p>
<p>monarch？ I should venture purgatory for’t．</p>
<p>DESDEMONA</p>
<p>Beshrew me， if I would do such a wrong</p>
<p>For the whole world．</p>
<p>EMILIA</p>
<p>Why the wrong is but a wrong i’the world：and</p>
<p>having the world for your labour， tis a wrong in your</p>
<p>own world， and you might quickly make it right．</p>
<p>DESDEMONA</p>
<p>I do not think there is any such woman．</p>
<p>EMILIA</p>
<p>Yes， a dozen； and as many to the vantageas would</p>
<p>store the world they played for．</p>
<p>But I do think it is their husbands’ faults</p>
<p>If wives do fall：say that they slack their duties，</p>
<p>And pour our treasures into foreign laps，</p>
<p>Or else break out in peevish jealousies，</p>
<p>Throwing restraintupon us； or say they strike us，</p>
<p>Or scant our former having in despite；</p>
<p>Why，we have galls， and though we have some grace，</p>
<p>Yet have we some revenge． Let husbands know</p>
<p>Their wives have sense like them： they see and smell</p>
<p>And have their palates both for sweet and sour，</p>
<p>As husbands have． What is it that they do</p>
<p>When they change us for others？ Is it sport？</p>
<p>I think it is： and doth affection breed it？</p>
<p>I think it doth： is’t frailty that thus errs？</p>
<p>It is so too： and have not we affections，</p>
<p>Desires for sport， and frailty， as men have？</p>
<p>Then let them use us well：else let them know，</p>
<p>The ills we do， their ills instruct us so．</p>
<p>DESDEMONA</p>
<p>Good night，good night：heaven me such uses send，</p>
<p>Not to pick bad from bad，but by bad mend！</p>
<p>［Exeunt］</p>