Page 1464 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

Good lieutenant; pray sir, hold your hand.

CASSIO
Let me go, sir, or I’ll knock you o’er the mazzard. [145]

MONTANO
Come, come, you are drunk.

CASSIO
Drunk?
They fight.

IAGO
(Aside to Roderigo)

Away I say, go out and cry a mutiny.
Exit Roderigo.
Nay, good lieutenant: God’s will, gentlemen,
Help, ho! − Lieutenant: − sir, − Montano, − sir, − [150]

Help, masters, here’s a goodly watch indeed,
A bell rings.
Who’s that that rings the bell? − Diablo... ho,
The town will rise, God’s will, lieutenant, hold,

You will be sham’d for ever.

Enter Othello, and Gentlemen with weapons.

OTHELLO
What is the matter here?

MONTANO
Zounds, I bleed still, [155]
I am hurt, to the death.

OTHELLO
Hold, for your lives!

IAGO