Iago. Poor and content is rich, and rich enough;
But riches fineless is as poor as winter[5901]
To him that ever fears he shall be poor:
Good heaven, the souls of all my tribe defend[5902]
From jealousy!
Oth. Why, why is this?[5903] 180
Think'st thou I'ld make a life of jealousy,
To follow still the changes of the moon
With fresh suspicions? No; to be once in doubt
Is once to be resolved: exchange me for a goat,[5904]
When I shall turn the business of my soul 185
To such exsufflicate and blown surmises,[5905]
Matching thy inference. 'Tis not to make me jealous[5906]
To say my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company,
Is free of speech, sings, plays and dances well;[5907]
Where virtue is, these are more virtuous:[5908] 190
Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw
The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt;
For she had eyes, and chose me. No, Iago;[5909]
I'll see before I doubt; when I doubt, prove;
And on the proof, there is no more but this, 195
Away at once with love or jealousy![5910]
Iago. I am glad of it; for now I shall have reason[5911][5912]
To show the love and duty that I bear you
With franker spirit: therefore, as I am bound,[5911]
Receive it from me. I speak not yet of proof.[5913] 200
Look to your wife; observe her well with Cassio;
Wear your eye thus, not jealous nor secure:[5914]
I would not have your free and noble nature
Out of self-bounty be abused; look to't:
I know our country disposition well; 205
In Venice they do let heaven see the pranks[5915]
They dare not show their husbands; their best conscience[5916]
Is not to leave't undone, but keep't unknown.[5917]
Oth. Dost thou say so?[5918]
Iago. She did deceive her father, marrying you; 210
And when she seem'd to shake and fear your looks,
She loved them most.
Oth. And so she did.
Iago. Why, go to then;[5919]
She that so young could give out such a seeming,
To seel her father's eyes up close as oak—[5920]
He thought 'twas witchcraft—but I am much to blame;[5911][5921] 215
I humbly do beseech you of your pardon
For too much loving you.
Oth. I am bound to thee for ever.[5911][5922]
Iago. I see this hath a little dash'd your spirits.
Oth. Not a jot, not a jot.