Iago. I'faith, I fear it has.[5923]
I hope you will consider what is spoke 220
Comes from my love; but I do see you're moved:[5924]
I am to pray you not to strain my speech
To grosser issues nor to larger reach
Than to suspicion.
Oth. I will not.
Iago. Should you do so, my lord, 225
My speech should fall into such vile success[5925]
As my thoughts aim not at. Cassio's my worthy friend—[5926]
My lord, I see you're moved.[5927]
Oth. No, not much moved:
I do not think but Desdemona's honest.[5928]
Iago. Long live she so! and long live you to think so![5929] 230
Oth. And yet, how nature erring from itself—[5930]
Iago. Ay, there's the point: as—to be bold with you—[5931]
Not to affect many proposed matches
Of her own clime, complexion and degree,
Whereto we see in all things nature tends—[5932] 235
Foh! one may smell in such a will most rank,[5933]
Foul disproportion, thoughts unnatural.[5934]
But pardon me: I do not in position[5935]
Distinctly speak of her; though I may fear[5936]
Her will, recoiling to her better judgement, 240
May fall to match you with her country forms,[5937]
And happily repent.
Oth. Farewell, farewell:[5938]
If more thou dost perceive, let me know more;
Set on thy wife to observe: leave me, Iago.[5939]
Iago. [Going] My lord, I take my leave.[5940] 245
Oth. Why did I marry? This honest creature doubtless[5941]
Sees and knows more, much more, than he unfolds.