Iago. Think, my lord!
Oth. Think, my lord! By heaven, he echoes me,[5855] 110
As if there were some monster in his thought[5856]
Too hideous to be shown. Thou dost mean something:[5857]
I heard thee say even now, thou likedst not that,[5858]
When Cassio left my wife: what didst not like?
And when I told thee he was of my counsel 115
In my whole course of wooing, thou criedst 'Indeed!'[5859]
And didst contract and purse thy brow together,
As if thou then hadst shut up in thy brain
Some horrible conceit: if thou dost love me,[5860]
Show me thy thought. 120
Iago. My lord, you know I love you.
Oth. I think thou dost;
And for I know thou'rt full of love and honesty[5861]
And weigh'st thy words before thou givest them breath,[5862]
Therefore these stops of thine fright me the more:[5863]
For such things in a false disloyal knave 125
Are tricks of custom; but in a man that's just
They're close delations, working from the heart,[5864]
That passion cannot rule.
Iago. For Michael Cassio,
I dare be sworn I think that he is honest.[5865]
Oth. I think so too.
Iago. Men should be what they seem;[5866] 130
Or those that be not, would they might seem none![5867]
Oth. Certain, men should be what they seem.[5868]
Iago. Why then I think Cassio's an honest man.[5869]
Oth. Nay, yet there's more in this:
I prithee, speak to me as to thy thinkings,[5870] 135
As thou dost ruminate, and give thy worst of thoughts[5871]
The worst of words.[5872]