Othello

by: William Shakespeare

  Act 4 Scene 2

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EMILIA

Alas, Iago, my lord hath so bewhored her,
120Thrown such despite and heavy terms upon her,
That true hearts cannot bear it.

EMILIA

He called her a whore so many times, and heaped up so much abuse on her that good people can’t stand to hear it.

DESDEMONA

Am I that name, Iago?

DESDEMONA

Am I that name, Iago?

IAGO

What name, fair lady?

IAGO

What name, madam?

DESDEMONA

Such as she says my lord did say I was.

DESDEMONA

What my lord said I was.

EMILIA

125He called her “whore.” A beggar in his drink
Could not have laid such terms upon his callet.

EMILIA

He called her a whore. A beggar couldn’t have called his slut worse names.

IAGO

Why did he so?

IAGO

Why did he do that?

DESDEMONA

I do not know. I am sure I am none such.

DESDEMONA

I don’t know. I just know I’m not one.

IAGO

Do not weep, do not weep. Alas the day!

IAGO

Don’t cry, don’t cry. What a day this is!

EMILIA

130Hath she forsook so many noble matches,
Her father and her country, and her friends,
To be called “whore”? Would it not make one weep?

EMILIA

Did she give up all those chances to marry noblemen, give up her father and country and friends, just to be called a whore? Doesn’t that make you want to cry?

DESDEMONA

It is my wretched fortune.

DESDEMONA

It’s just my bad luck.

IAGO

    Beshrew him for ’t!
How comes this trick upon him?

IAGO

Damn him! How did he get such an idea?

DESDEMONA

    Nay, heaven doth know.

DESDEMONA

Heaven knows.

EMILIA

135I will be hanged, if some eternal villain,
Some busy and insinuating rogue,
Some cogging, cozening slave, to get some office,
Have not devised this slander. I will be hanged else!

EMILIA

I bet my life some evil busybody, some meddling, lying jerk made up this rumor to get some position. I bet my life on it.